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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 2:42 pm
Having returned to the school from his trip home a few days ago, Jericho was enjoying a nice stroll around campus. It was refreshing to have been home for awhile, despite some of the rocky things that happened while he was there. Even so, it was still nice to check up on the parents and see that things were still all and well.
No longer did he require shoes. Nothing would really fit his feet any longer, but that didn't matter so much as his feet were now scaled like his hands were. It was... a little weird to have had his hands change like this. It took a bit of adjusting to how to manipulate things since he found his grip had grown stronger with this change.
Now wasn't really the time to be adjusting to his changes though, as he was just enjoying a nice walk around outside.
Seeing something off to the side, he paused and went on over, curious what it was. It looked like a pile of something.. that wasn't a bunch of leaves or dirt.
"... Coconuts?" he said outloud while furrowing his brow. That's what it looked like anyway.
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The dragon wasn't the only one wandering around. Shun had just come back from the town to pick up some things, and was heading his way back to the Reaper dorms. Along the way, he spotted the red dragon from the fitness club standing before a large pile of something. He would have dismissed this, but he heard him questioning what this was.
Coconuts?
What in the name of jack would there be a pile that big full of coconuts?
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 2:49 pm
Mot walked around outside, simply for the fresh air. He'd been hoping to go someplace fun, but nothing seemed to catch his interest. He was thinking perhaps he'd best go back to studying or something.
Thatwas until he saw two familliar faces. One looking slightly different than usual. Mot smiled and began to approach the boils. "Howdy gu-----Balls."
That was a big pile of hairy balls!
"Just uh... what is all this?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 2:59 pm
Jericho looked up to see two familiar reapers coming towards the random pile. They both look just about as confused as he was about this oddity. After glancing at them for a moment, he looked back down to the group with a furrowed brow.
"Looks like a pile of coconuts," he said, "I.... don't know what this is doing here."
Maybe there was a coconut... nut around the school that wanted to collect these things? He couldn't be certain.
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Glancing towards Mot, Shun sort of waved to him briefly, then looked to the pile. So the dragon wasn't the one responsible for this then. It was a rather curious thought as to what brought these here. They couldn't have just put themselves here.
..Right?
In any case, it looked like there were some varying sizes.
"..Big ones. Small ones. Some as big as your head," he murmured while picking one of the coconuts up. It looked... like a normal coconut as far as he could tell. He gave it a twist then with a flick of the wrist, he tossed it back into the pile.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 3:26 pm
Mot nodded to Shun's wave. This seemed to be habit. Like a very quiet almost telepathic greeting. The wave and the nod.
Coconuts? Oh, okay. Not giant hairy monster balls. Less weird now. Less weird and more wanting to investigate. Shun already inspected one of them. Mot moved toward the pile, bending over it to get a closer look at them. "Maybe they went bad and got dumped here? Or fell off a carriage...into a perfect undisturbed pile.." Okay, that idea was lame.
Now to see if they really were bad, and prove his first theory right? Mot picked up one of the bigger one, knocking it with his knuckles. "Woah, these things are like rock." How does one eat these? They were food right? Mot didn't like to eat anyway, but as it looked now, it was not very appetizing at all. "How do people eat these anyway?" Mot shook the object a bit. Why? He'd seen people do it on the skelevision. Apparently there was some kind of milky substance inside it, or so he had come to learn.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 3:37 pm
"Someone had to have put them here deliberately," Jericho said while grabbing a coconut for himself to look it over. If they fell off of a cart or something, they'd be sprawled out all over the place. But no. Here they were in a pile.
"Take a hammer and nail to make a hole in the weakest point, drain out the juice, then smash the thing once it's empty," Shun said plainly. He hadn't done it himself, but he's seen another person go at it before. It was a bit of work, but he supposed it was worth it. .. Maybe.
Coconut juice was kind of nice..
"Sounds like a lot of work for a fruit," the dragon said with a bit of a sneer, "But I guess these could be used for other things... Hey Mot. Think your gun could shoot through one of these?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 3:49 pm
Shun sure knew his stuff. Go figure he'd know how to open a coconut.
Mot smirked, agreeing with jericho. "You said it." That did sound like way too much effort. You needed tools and everything! What a pain.
Mot paused for a moment at Jericho's question, letting the coconut in his hand roll of his fingertips as a large grin grew across his features. "Only one way to find out, partner." Mot took a step back, flicking his wrist as he summoned his Smith and Wesson pistol, the attached chain looping around him and attaching to his belt.
The cowboil, twirled the gun on his finger before grasping it properly, nodding to his buddies. "Pull!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 3:53 pm
Jericho grinned as he saw the one appear on Mot's face. Oh this should be interesting. Taking a few steps back, he gripped onto coconut, waiting for the cowboy to get ready.
Upon cue, he threw the fruit up into the air.
It was time to see just how much of a sharpshooter Mot was.
While the other two did this, Shun stood back and watched curiously. The activity itself didn't interest him greatly but like the dragon, he wanted to see how well the other Reaper could shoot. Seeing how that was his weapon, he couldn't really imagining him being a piss poor marksman.
Ranged combat, while somewhat intriguing to him, was not what he preferred.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 4:04 pm
Mot watched the coconut fly into the air, eyeing it from under the brim of his hat carefully, waiting for it to hit its maximum altitude, before firing a shot where he predicted it would start falling.
BANG!
The "coconut" exploded... "Yeehaw! I got---" ....into Fear particles?
Wait... what?
"That... doesn't seem right..." Food is made of Fear?
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 4:09 pm
Watching the coconut go up before hearing the gunfire, Jericho let out a cheer as Mot had shot it spot on.
"Aw yeah! NICE SHO--"
Wait. The coconut had exploded into FEAR particles. Now.. while he knew that food was made of fear as well, it didn't generally... disappear like that. Otherwise it'd make eating a little difficult. Furrowing his brow, he tried to see if there were any coconut shards left around, but... there were none.
"...Guys. I don't think those were.. really coconuts.." Shun murmured as he stared at the pile, which was now shifting on its own. Taking a few steps back, he summoned his daggers, not really sure what to make of this.
"Tiamat's s**t... what THE!?" Jericho cried out as something from the pile suddenly pounced at him. It was a blue... lobster... monkey hybrid thing. As soon as that one jumped, the other coconuts were slowly turning into Philips. And well. They looked pretty damn angry right about now.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 4:41 pm
Mot stared in horror as the pile of coconuts started to stir. Started to move. Change.
Not only had he just murdered a mini pet, he had angered its kin. Shun was super helpful and pointed out what seemed obvious by now. "Oh ******** me sideways..." They were in trouble now!
One of them leapt at Jericho. On instinct, Mot fired a shot at the minpet, getting rid of it before it attacked Jericho. One may not have harmed the dragon boil, but more might have swarmed him otherwise. "GUYS I THINK WE NEED TO RUN!!!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 4:49 pm
Backing away from the pile, Shun gritted his teeth. Minipets normally were not that big of a problem to deal with. However, there seemed to be a lot of Philips here. More than the three of them could really handle. Mot didn't have to speak twice about getting the hell away from here. That was for sure.
Jericho made a note to thank Mot later on for blasting off the one Philips. As he started to run back, he took in a breath and unleashed a plume of flames at a few of the minis, to help ward them off.
It got rid of a handful, but it only seemed to enraged the lot further.
They were making angry hissing noises, and they were now charging at all three boys, seeing to avenge their fallen kin. They were spreading out some, seeking to try and circle around the boys before they could get too far off.
"Don't bother fighting. Just get away!" The Reaper hissed to the dragon as he began to run back. These minis were surprisingly quick, however and it seemed they were able to leap a pretty good distance for their size, judging the way that one had pounced.
Well. This at least sort of explained how they got there in the pile, but it didn't say much on what they were doing there in the first place.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:02 pm
Jericho's fire was the perfect way to ward them off for a clean escape!
... or not.
Taking Shun's sound advice, he forgot about fighting back and turned tail to flee. Mot didn't bother looking back to see if they had made much of a distance from their foes, but if the hissing was any indication, they were getting close to being completely screwed.
Mot felt one of them leap at his leg. He yelped, turning and punting the creature back towards its angry kin. "Jackdamnit! At this rate they'll have us surrounded!" He took a couple of shots in the pets path, trying to keep them from getting close to his friends before running after them again. "Any ideas on how to lose them? Or will we really have to kill them all?" He didn't want that to be the case. He was the one who killed off their brethren. But in Mot's defense, looking like a coconut was a fatal flaw in their evolution.
And just how far out of town would they end up running?
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:11 pm
Jericho glanced to either side, taking note that they were quickly being surrounded despite their efforts to get away. If they got fully encircled, they'd be kind of screwed for sure. He wasn't too certain about needing to kill all these guys just to keep from getting swarmed themselves. They didn't look very tasty either.
Every now and then, he breathed out some flames to try and keep the philips from getting too close, but that wasn't doing a whole lot.
Wait. That one movie he saw. Had some sort of greeting thing. It was far fetched but hey it just might work!
"Um uh... Bah weep grah nah weep nini bon!" he shouted to the minis.
...
Yeah that didn't do jack s**t.
"What the hell are you spewing out," Shun hissed. He kicked away one that got too close, but it decided to latch onto his pants. Gritting his teeth, he went on and brought his dagger down onto it to get rid of the one.
"Do either of you happen to know anything about these things?" he asked. Considering they managed to get themselves into the mess into the first place, he assumed this would be a no. It couldn't hurt to ask in any case. But if they knew nothing of the minis, it'd be a little harder to try and find a way to ward them off.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:22 pm
. . .
"Oh Jack, Jericho is speaking in tongues!" Mot yelled out, still running for his life.
Frustrated, Mot hissed back angrily. "No I do not!!!" But then, soon after, he gasped. "WAIT!" Mot stopped and whipped around to face the heard. These things had them surrounded as it was anyway, so why waste his energy running? Gasping to catch his breath, the reaper reached into his tench coat pocket with a free hand and pulled out some loose Fear Candy. "Mini pets eat this stuff! So maybe they'll back off?!" Mot chucked a handful of the stuff into the hissing crowd of pets.
Pleasepleaseplease!
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 5:34 pm
They were now completely surrounded. Both dragon and reaper came to a halt as there was no point in running further right now. The former let out a breath while staring down the minis, unleashing another breath of fire to keep them at bay. There were just too many of the damn things for his attack to be all that effective.
The thought to use his FEAR attack did cross his mind.. .but then Mot had a better idea.
Glancing over at the cowboy, Shun nodded and reached into his pockets to do a similar thing. He usually had a few pieces on him at all times for Bent-Tail, but there obviously wouldn't be enough of the candy to keep the horde happy for long.
Thankfully, it did work. When the Fear candy flew, the Philips' attention was drawn and they all began to swarm around to try and gobble up the few pieces.
"Sweet thinking Mot... but lets get the hell out of here before they run out," Jericho urged while breaking off into a run once more.
"If we can get inside somewhere, we can probably hide out for awhile at least..." Shun added.
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