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 Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 9:55 pm
Malodore had been been judged fully recovered from the Battle of the Bands, been released from the nurse's office, and been licked to within an inch of its... un-death... by Luce. But there was one thing still terribly wrong... The plague doctor adjusted the poster before driving the next scumtack into place. It really did feel terribly naked without its hat. Right now, it was wearing a baseball cap borrowed from the school lost-and-found - which had not contained its hat - but said cap was very, very wrong. Its only virtue was that it covered Malodore's head. Ugh. But that was the last of them. Hopefully ten would be enough? With any luck, its hat was there to find... and hadn't been incinerated by a pyrotechnics gnome after the concerts...
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 7:59 am
For Sammy the act of recovery had taken just about the same time it did for Malodore. Whatever ??? had done to her band it seemed it was a smidgen less worse then the earlier ones. Probably something to do with having nearly lost a fight with a bunch of kids by then.
Still while it sucked to have lost she had gotten a nice hat out of it. It was red, large, with a lovely brim to it. It didn't go with any of her current outfits but she was sure Siddie could help her snap together something flashy to wear it with when going out for an evening in town.
Well, she would have the hat, at least for a bit as she started to notice a rather odd looking pluage doctor. What ever it was, it looked odd without the trademarked hat it wore. Sammy could only pout as she realized the hat on her head would even more quickly be leaving her posesion then she had found it. "Ahh... I think, I might have your solution to that whole... hat issue." She said as she walked down the hall towards Malodore while stroking the brim of the hat between her boned fingers.
Alas, she would miss it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 8:45 am
"Ah..."
It was so beautiful. Absence really did make the heart grow fonder
"Grazie, molto grazie!" Malodore said effusively, so pleased to see its hat that it wasn't offended to see it atop someone else's head. It did vaguely recognize the wearer from the Battle of the Bands semifinals, but everything in that event had turned into a blur. It was hard to get a good look at someone when you were dodging drumsticks. "Where did you find it?"
It held out both hands for the hat, not quite excited enough to snatch it off of the zombie ghoul's head. Manners, after all.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 7:29 am
Alas, she had hopped to keep the hat, though in reflection of the situation it would be rather hard to keep the hat, wear it, and not have Malodore realize it was the one he lost.
"It was during the battle of the bands actually, I was probably looking for a weapon at some point and found it among the chaos." She shrugged ever so slightly as she slowly lifted the hat from her head pausing to admire it in her hands. "I do ever have a love for fancy head-wear, but I suapose the only thing to do right now is return it..." Pouting ever so slightly she passed the hat to his waiting hands. "My names Samantha by the way, I think I've seen you in a few of Crickets classes? You offered pliers to Shehk to get the needle out of her hand."
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 9:08 am
Malodore took the hat, gratefully; doffing the borrowed baseball cap, it returned its hat to its proper place.
Much better.
"Grazie," it repeated, relieved. "And yes - I did lose it then. You were competing also? It was hard to tell who was who in all the chaos. Ah, and I am Malodore," it added, in case Samantha hadn't seen its name on the poster.
Which it supposed it didn't need any longer! The plague doctor turned to the poster and tugged it down.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 10:38 am
"I was, I was playing guitar for Triple S, though it's nice to meet you Malodore." She hadn't seen the posters per-say, only the one he was putting up just then it was actually right near her room for that matter. Talk about guilt if she had kept it and looked at that poster every morning on the way to class. "Shame really, I was rather fond of that hat you know. Bold, wild, something different." She gave the doctor a playful grin, "Makes you stand out like a flashy little zombie around here."
Walking past him she started to enter her room waving to Malodore to tag along. "Would you like to come and have a drink or something? We can swap war stories about the battle of the bands."
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 10:29 pm
"Ah - I too was..." The plague doctor paused. "... using a guitar."
At the mention of its hat, Malodore glanced up, peeking at the brim from below. "Thank you for returning it. I feel rather unfinished without it. And, ah... certainly. That's very kind of you."
It was a bit awkward, as it felt faintly blindsided by Sammy's sudden enthusiasm, but given that she had returned its hat it seemed the least the plague doctor could do.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 6:39 am
Sammy chuckled at his comment about using a guitar, he had a valid point, most of them barely played more then one song for the judges before turning their instruments into weapons against one another. "Well, I really do play the guitar, I just had little choice and had to use it in such a way since well, kill or be killed I guess?" Waving him in after her she headed to a small mini fridge in the corner of the dorm.
All around where piles of boxes marked with the contents inside, a desk and bed were both set up as well as a few other small tables and dressers which only had a few things on them. It seemed like Sammy for the most part had never unpacked when moving in. "Well it fits you, and it really is bold and awesome looking. I could say I'm the same way." She sighed softly, "I hate my little 'bald' spot so I've always had a fondness for having a hat on." Turning around she offered the Doctor a view of the mini fridge, a nice mix of health drinks and a few sodas stocked its insides.
Of course Sammy wasn't the only one living in the room, from around one of the boxes poked a water Scareon eying the new guest curiously. "Yipe?" Ixxy wasn't sure who the strange thing was but Sammy let them in so they must be okay right? Right! Without more warning the Scareon scamper across the room and hopped up press its forelegs on Malodore's legs yipping happily for attention.
"Oh that would be Ixxy, we don't have friends over often so don't mind to much if she wants to play."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 4:10 pm
Malodore's attention was thoroughly captivated by the Scareon; since obtaining Luce, the plague doctor had become rather weak to other cute, yappy creatures. "Buon giorno, Ixxy," Malodore said, crouching down and holding out one long finger to the Scareon before looking back up at Sammy. "My little Luce is in my room. Perhaps they could play together at a later juncture?" Luce did need friends...
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 8:04 am
Ixxy of course was a bleeding heart for attention, so the little scratches won her over rather quickly. Not even a few scratches done she was flopped on her back paws swatting at the air for a belly rub. Oh yes, she did so love tummy rubs new people would love to give them right?
Pulling out a sports drink 'Hateraid' (For when haters hate and you need to put em down!) before taking a seat on said fridge. "You know that would probably be pretty awesome for them both. All Ixxy gets to play with is Siddie's Schinks but that means going on a bit of a walk to the monster house so they can play." Taking a sip she raised a finger to point at Malodore with her drink, "Speaking of places what room are you in? I actually haven't seen you around the dorms, just Crickets class and ahhh well, during the band battle too I suppose."
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:49 am
Malodore was only too happy to supply tummy rubs; the tips of its claws were a little sharp for the purpose, though, so curled its fingers back and used its knuckles instead. "My room is on the second floor."
It had never actually invited anyone in, nor had it been inside any other rooms in the undead dormitories, so it finally pulled its attention away from the Scareon (while keeping up the tummy rubs) and looked at the actual room they were in. "Did you arrive only recently?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 11:12 am
Ixxy of course accepted the knuckle scratches quite happily and for a while remained flopped on the floor savoring the new friends attention before deciding enough was enough, and rolled back over to trot off to hide in a random box. She of course made sure to peek out once in a while like any curious Scareon would.
"Lucky, not sure why they chose to stick me down here. Not like I'm any worse then any other zombie in this dorm..."
Moving back from the fridge she shuffled about through a few boxes looking for something before apparently giving up all hope of finding whatever it was she sought. "Nah not really, I just never unpacked."
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 10:10 pm
"I think they put the 'traditional' zombie varieties closer to the freezers? To aid in arresting decomposition, rather than as punishment." Malodore tilted its head to one side. "I think my vague avian features might have made them think I needed a higher perch?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 5:06 pm
"Discrimination I think. We should be given a choice to apply for other rooms." Gesturing with her drink in hand she pointed out some of the very features Malodore spoke about. "So what's the story behind those if you don't mind me asking. You sure aren't like that 'traditional' sort of deal you mention. More like a classy mummy with a good taste in head gear."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 5:17 pm
"Ah, no - I am a plague doctor of an ancient house." It straightened its hat with a strange sort of pride; while it wasn't fond of its family, it was still proud of being a plague doctor to start with. "We are associated with medical practice... or malpractice... and the virulent spread of disease. I'm not sure why that includes avian features, but far be it from me to complain about such things." It puffed up slightly, making its back-blades chime against each other.
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