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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:56 pm
It would seem that after the havoc of the Floresctival, Christof's neglected booth was reset up and patched back together. A few hunchbacked plushies still survived, as well as a few bottle-cap pins lovingly crafted by Calder and the bowl of shovel-pens had been freshly topped off. The booth was ready to go. MISSION STATEMENT:Politics are tricky business. What better business for an Igor than tending to what they need, and burying what the public doesn't need to see? Or fetching coffee. Or filing paperwork. Or anything else that a secretary might do. He is also good at writing things down. Christof promises to be a competent and more importantly useful member of Student Council to the best of his abilities. SWAG:Sitting in a bowl neatly in the middle of the table just behind the glowering Patchwork Lepus are a cluster of Shovel-Shaped Pens. Christof felt awkward asking his Master for funding, but Barth was happy to let the Igor do the online shopping they required to order and allow the Sloth to back the funds so long as the Igor typed in all of those many many digits and forms.  While the hunchback's back was turned, some mysterious benefactor left these fittingly lopsided patchwork dolls on the table as well. Currently, the Patchwork Lepus is wrestling with one under the table. 
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 12:05 am
STICK YOUR HAND IN THE MYSTERIOUS HOLE One new addition to the booth was an odd, large board that had been set up next to the table, with a box behind it hiding whatever lay back there from view. It did, though, have a sign hanging just above the hole with an arrow: Do you dare stick your hand in the hole for a prize? Christof, meanwhile, is no where to be seen. The Rules Roll 1D6 and RP your character sticking their hand into the hole. Make sure you post your minipet name. You can only try once a day (go by mini site reset) and you cannot win an SE mini more than once for this game. If you roll a: 1 - Octopussy2 - You feel something moist and squishy. Ohgodwhat!! (don't worry it's just peeled grapes) 3 - Bearded Carry On4 - You feel something that feels suspiciously like a tiny bat wing 5 - Thankfully, your hand feels nothing but empty air. Phew. 6 - Patchwork Lepus
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:57 am
Booth is officially OPEN!
But Christof is no where to be seen!
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Scyerline rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:15 pm
That hole at Christof's booth was staring at Bea very ominously. Though the owner of the booth was no where in sight, Bea curiously walked up to the hole. Was she supposed to stick her hand in there? It seemed so mysterious, she was unsure if she actually wanted to. She looked around one more time to see if anyone was around, took a deep breath and plunged her hand into the hole. Something... soft... and maybe a bit squirm-ish? Bea managed to pull out what seemed to be a similar minipet as the one sitting on Christof's table. How adorable!! Bea smiled at the lupus and gave it a squeeze to her bosom. She took one of the shovel pens from the table and left a little note for him to find before she wandered back to her own booth. Bea's Note Thanks for the adorable lupus! - Beatrix ((scyerline))
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Enoh Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:16 pm
Amrita had a very specific reason for stalking Christof's booth. Not that she was actively stalking of course, she wasn't that good at it yet (though she did make a mental note to try, it looked like fun!). So she really just stared at it when she could until she felt safe enough to run from her own booth. Her first stop? The plushies. The patchwork recalled a knifed Christof taking one of hers, and now she wanted one of his; cute little patchwork hunchback plushies! The item acquired and held securely as to not lose it, she tried to make a clean getaway back to her own booth.
But then, the box happened.
The box was intriguing. The box was mysterious. It was a box with a hole in it! It was part of Christof's booth! What could possibly go wrong? Besides, the ghoul that was just there (JACK did she look familiar!) got a cute little Lepus out of it! Clearly putting her hand in the mysterious box was a good idea.
She took a step closer; than a second, a third, and finally she looked around suspiciously; good, nobody was at her booth yet, being ignored. Perfect! A backwards hand slid into the hole and felt around, fingers brushing something...kind of leathery and...augh! With a squeak she quickly pulled her hand out of the box, resolving to cling to the plushie more than she had been before.
Wh-What the Jack was...
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:31 pm
Scyerline That hole at Christof's booth was staring at Bea very ominously. Though the owner of the booth was no where in sight, Bea curiously walked up to the hole. Was she supposed to stick her hand in there? It seemed so mysterious, she was unsure if she actually wanted to. She looked around one more time to see if anyone was around, took a deep breath and plunged her hand into the hole. Something... soft... and maybe a bit squirm-ish? Bea managed to pull out what seemed to be a similar minipet as the one sitting on Christof's table. How adorable!! Bea smiled at the lupus and gave it a squeeze to her bosom. She took one of the shovel pens from the table and left a little note for him to find before she wandered back to her own booth. Bea's Note Thanks for the adorable lupus! - Beatrix ((scyerline)) 
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Pales rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:37 pm
Lattice had wandered to the booth just to check things out and get to know others. It was one of those things she should be doing. She was pretty proud of herself for venturing forward and doing things that were far outside her comfort zone including the fact that she actually interacted with others whether they talked to her first or not.
She paused and stared around a bit there was not much she was able to gleam from what was going on but what is this? Something strange with a seemingly dark void in it? Lattice took a page from the 'Book of Needle' and stuck her hand in to see if her hand would bump against something only to find that her hand went straight through with a portion of her needle covered arm following.
That was strange, her fingertips sought and grasped at something that felt strange that she couldn't really find a comparison to due to her limited eyesight.
...Huh!
(SN: Pales)
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:47 pm
She could have sworn she'd heard Christof earlier. And yet, he wasn't at her booth, and he wasn't at his own. She looked just a touch annoyed that she couldn't locate him, and she certainly was not going to go looking at Barth's booth. If he was there, well.. she would rather not know.
So, instead of Christof, she found Christof's hole. Not really one to be worried about such things, all twenty two tentacles slid into the hole, and searched.
Nothing.
She searched farther.
Nothing.
That was an unacceptable response, and her tentacles were going to stretch, and stretch, until she found something in there, Jack-damnit.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 7:19 pm
Enoh Love Amrita had a very specific reason for stalking Christof's booth. Not that she was actively stalking of course, she wasn't that good at it yet (though she did make a mental note to try, it looked like fun!). So she really just stared at it when she could until she felt safe enough to run from her own booth. Her first stop? The plushies. The patchwork recalled a knifed Christof taking one of hers, and now she wanted one of his; cute little patchwork hunchback plushies! The item acquired and held securely as to not lose it, she tried to make a clean getaway back to her own booth. But then, the box happened. The box was intriguing. The box was mysterious. It was a box with a hole in it! It was part of Christof's booth! What could possibly go wrong? Besides, the ghoul that was just there (JACK did she look familiar!) got a cute little Lepus out of it! Clearly putting her hand in the mysterious box was a good idea. She took a step closer; than a second, a third, and finally she looked around suspiciously; good, nobody was at her booth yet, being ignored. Perfect! A backwards hand slid into the hole and felt around, fingers brushing something...kind of leathery and...augh! With a squeak she quickly pulled her hand out of the box, resolving to cling to the plushie more than she had been before. Wh-What the Jack was... 
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 7:30 pm
With a mysteriously tentacled cannon cat plushie in hand, Jove trotted through the crowd to look at more booths. And soon stumbled across one he hadn't visited yet. It looked like a nice enough booth, obviously someone crafty had set it up with all that nice stitching. Maybe they made clothes like Junko did?
Jove hadn't met Christof personally, but his tail wagged as he approached the booth regardless.
That was when he noticed something weird. A wall. With a hole in it, that was just above eye level. ...Free? Jove tilted his head, fluffy ears perked as he scrutinized the wall, whatever it was supposed to be, the pup couldn't figure out out. He frowned. Then with one hand still holding onto his cat toy, he reached into his pocket with the other and pulled out a very faintly glowing mushroom. Then he reached up, and dropped the mushroom through the hole. There.
With his ears perked and his tail wagging with satisfaction, he trotted off.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 7:55 pm
Pales Lattice had wandered to the booth just to check things out and get to know others. It was one of those things she should be doing. She was pretty proud of herself for venturing forward and doing things that were far outside her comfort zone including the fact that she actually interacted with others whether they talked to her first or not. She paused and stared around a bit there was not much she was able to gleam from what was going on but what is this? Something strange with a seemingly dark void in it? Lattice took a page from the 'Book of Needle' and stuck her hand in to see if her hand would bump against something only to find that her hand went straight through with a portion of her needle covered arm following. That was strange, her fingertips sought and grasped at something that felt strange that she couldn't really find a comparison to due to her limited eyesight. ...Huh! (SN: Pales) 
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:38 pm
Nio Love She could have sworn she'd heard Christof earlier. And yet, he wasn't at her booth, and he wasn't at his own. She looked just a touch annoyed that she couldn't locate him, and she certainly was not going to go looking at Barth's booth. If he was there, well.. she would rather not know.
So, instead of Christof, she found Christof's hole. Not really one to be worried about such things, all twenty two tentacles slid into the hole, and searched.
Nothing.
She searched farther.
Nothing.
That was an unacceptable response, and her tentacles were going to stretch, and stretch, until she found something in there, Jack-damnit.  Christof remembered the last time he had tried to embrace those tentacles- and while he was shocked to see them suddenly erupt forth from his hole of mystery, the space behind the board was very small for that much tentacle. Eventually, after much searching, the entire game seemed to jump and wobble and emit a slight squeak before Riley's tentacles took a firm hold of something beyond... Ah... H-hello Mistress! came the weak thought that practically trembled in her brain.
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Sosiqui rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:56 pm
Malodore had been padding around the booths - it felt like it hadn't really gotten a chance to during Floresctival, and the only bit of any booth it had really seen up close was the underside of Riley's table. Ugh. Still, it wanted to support its friends... starting with Christof, who had been such a tremendous support to it during its convalescence.
As it approached, though, it realized that the patchwork was seemingly nowhere to be found, and that Riley was - and that she had threaded her tentacles through a hole in a board. Quite nicely, in fact.
"Ah... what are you doing, mia cara?" it asked, gingerly. It sidled up to her and leaned in, poking its beak into the hole in an effort to peer inside and see what, exactly, was going on here.
((SN: Sosiqui))
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 8:57 pm
Riley's tentacles were wrapped firmly around Christof's neck. It was a good thing she wasn't trying to pull, because as soon as she heard the voice, she disentangled herself, and one of the tentacles patted him gently on the forehead.
Ah. There you are. I was looking for you. Did you come to my booth and not say hello to me? I was sad.
She pulled half of her tentacles out, but a few still remained patting Christof - just in time for Malodore to stick its head in.
Ah, I think - ah, well. I'm saying hello to Christof, I suppose.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:14 pm
I... ah... you... you seemed busy, Mistress, the Hunchback mentally murmured as he tried to disentangle himself from the tentacles, glad he was in the dark box behind the wall to hide his blush.
And then there was a Malodore face. He squeaked, finally managing to roll out from under the curtain and wobble his way forward into the light, I didn't want to interrupt you gloating over your dragon. He hadn't meant to think that much, but his bitter brain overtook his common sense to end the sentence halfway through.
((Joves' doodle is coming I just have a cute idea and it'll have to wait a mo <33 and I need a short doodle break ))
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