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 Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 12:57 am
Your typical array of little toys await you as you step closer to the Prize Booth. Pumpkin squirters, rubber spiders, vampire teddies, inflatable reaper weapons... wait a minute.. is that.. are those.. fireworks..?!
The Disgruntled Cupid Gnome hanging from the ceiling is pointing his bow directly at your head. His expression suggests you do not dawdle. Here you are free to pick up prizes after winning prize booth tickets from games! We entertain the honor system here, so there's no need to post where you won - just beware the Disgruntled Cupid Gnome - you never know when he'll show up and try to heckle you! Are those Scarentine's Day points in his diaper..?
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 12:58 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 12:59 am
  The Student Council spared no expensive to lay out a decent spread for the food table. The standard refreshments are available of course; punch, cake, cupcakes, etc. A wide variety of exotic hors d'oeuvres are plated and ready for sampling as well, and.. are those.. sausages on a stick?The large bowl of punch began to smoke softly. This was possibly supposed to happen. Possibly. Up in the rafters, the school Guidance Counselor crouched in the shadows, a clipboard in his hand and rare look of actual interest on his face. This had been a risky venture, what with all the bizarrely dressed gnomes running around at the command of the creepy purple tentacle ghoul. He shuddered and adjusted the costume wings on his back. Sneaking in had required a certain amount costuming on his part, but he felt that this little test would make the effort well worth it. Okay, maybe nothing would make wearing the giant diaper worth it, but he'd take what he could get. As the punch started to smoke, Dr. Hyde grinned and murmured, "Showtime."
Someone has spiked the punch! It is a total mystery as to who would do such a dastardly thing!
The OOC - Roll 1d6 to drink the punch and determine its effect! - These status effects last until the end of the event! - You may roll for another status effect on top of your previous one, they stack so it is very possible to be seeing in rainbow while enduring ALL OF THE FEELS! Consider this your only warning you twisted bastards! 1 - everything now looks yellow, you feel pretty cowardly, and you have to pee so bad2 - everything now looks red, you feel so angry, and is it getting hot in here oh jack it is so hot in here 3 - everything now looks pink and slightly sparkly, you are so in love right now, you feel 10x more beautiful than before 4 - everything now looks green, you're feeling pretty envious right now, and a little bit queasy too 5 - everything now looks blue, you're feeling calm and insightful, also a little bit sleepy 6 - everything now looks purple and slightly sparkly, you're feeling powerful and majestic and a little bit bossy as well, you feel ??x more mysterious than usual
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 1:00 am
The BathroomWhere the real party is.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 5:18 am
This thread is now open for enrolled students to roleplay. heart
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 3:27 pm
Having lucked out at the Scareboard, so to speak, and once more with the candy machine, Herryk was too busy sneaking around to notice Freya at the Scareboard. Sneaking around, Herryk? Why?
One name was thundering in his brain, and paired with a very familiar face the effect was quite terrifying.
Hel.
He had the feeling that Hel was on to him and his little fib. How did he get caught up in drama between the sisters? It was supposed to be a little joke, Freya said. It would be funny, Freya promised. Herryk had spent all day avoiding anywhere Hel might pop up simply because he was afraid of her. She'd been relentless in her Groanspring inquisition, and Herryk hadn't even answered her last one. He half expected his eyePhone to go off at any given moment, signaling that he had another question from here on Groanspring.
It was terrible.
Yes, the hulking draugr was absolutely terrified of the youngest valkyrie sister and the wrath that was certain to befall him if she happened to find him. This was not as fun as Freya had promised, not at all, and as Herryk approached the booth, he was glad for the distraction that the prizes offered. A plush arrangement of rings caught his gaze, and for one moment he thought his prayers were answered. He reached forward, and an instant before he snatched one up Herryk was distracted by the sight of ... of ...
Foxfire beanies.
Not just foxfire beanies. No. This one looked just like Erla.
No. No, Herryk. Ring first.
But... the foxfire beanie.
Herryk, what would you do with a beanie.
With a hard, heavy sigh, Herryk snatched up one of the rings. He only hoped that it would fit. Turning on his heel, he sent one last forlorn glance over his shoulder at the pile of beanies.
...maybe next time.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:52 pm
After getting that devastating candy that told her she’d be ‘5ever alone’….well…Hel was done playing anymore games for now. So if her tatzel friend chose to follow her, the valkyrie ended up at the refreshments table for comfort. Sadly, the ghoul was still not terrible fond of spookies and cake…but they did have sausage. Awesome. The reaper took one and then some punch, and just hovered near the table with a long face.
Really, if she was in her right mind, the stupid piece of candy wouldn’t have bothered her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:02 pm
Mot's daze filled wandering landed him right to his beloved.
"Hel.." He murmured with a love sick tone, wandering to her side and smiling fondly. "I knew it. It is destiny. Your radiating beauty led me to you like a beacon." He said breathlessly, cupping her face since her hands seemed busy with a snack.
"Hel. I was tested by a mighty machine of the Love Gods. And our love passed. We are destined to be together. Soulmates." He said in all seriousness.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 9:07 pm
Hel looked up from said snack as she heard a most cherished voice call out her name, and upon seeing him looking so dapper well, her heart was still doing funny things but…that wasn’t new. The snack and drink were all but forgotten now as she stared up at Mot. He was tested by the… Love Gods? Their love…it…it made it!? The valkyrie’s eyes brightened immensely. “ Your fear compatibility is the same as mine?” She breathed. They were…they were… soulmates! Hel suddenly did not care anymore that Herryk and Freya may be engaged or that her sister may have a ring. Hel scored the same number as Mot on the love machine. That was way better. Damn status effect.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 9:53 pm
Her eyes had this weird tendency to drift today; something made her focus off. She terribly hadn't noticed at first that Hel had let go of her arm to head over to the refreshments table. Looking over the crowd of students, she didn't see anything pinkish and horny. Levi frowned a bit at this but then realized she'd missed her arm buddy. As the tatzel was about to meet back up with Hel, she stopped dead in her tracks when Mot walked up to Hel- it was like her heels glued to the ground.
They look so happy, don't they? They need time. You should give them some time. ❤
Why did the cowboil start grabbing at her? Whatever it was, it caused Levi's face to taint pink again. Dangit! Okay, she'd have to wait for the food it seemed... something else to do then here? Fanning the four tickets she won from the games in her hand, the tatzel smiled and decided to see if there were any fish involved in this exchange.
However, Levi did not account for the rowdy gnomes that ran by, snatching up her tickets. This dress made it hard to see their short selves ripping the tickets right out from her hand from down below. AYE! Ya Jackdang good fer nothin' bunch'a-!!! The ghoul shook a fist angrily, about to try and chase them down, but they didn't even hear her rant. The speedy little rascals went on and on about getting promise rings and running away from Amityville together into the woods.
They just want to play together. It's fine. Let them have their fun. Aren't they so happy together? ❤
Dang gnomes... Sighing, Levi smoothed down the ruffles of her skirt and walked over to the Prize Booth anyways. Eyeing one of the dolls, the Vampire Teddy, Levi's ears fell.
Isn't it cute~? So cuddly and smiling! Don't you want to hug one? ❤
Despite her rules of no-cuddling in public normally, she really did. It was just that cute to her right now. Those gnomes would pay... eventually. For now, she stood there, agitating the disgruntled cupid and staring longingly at the Vampire Teddy.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 10:45 pm
He had been aiming for the exit. No, really, he had. Somehow West had ended up near the refreshment table of all places. Near her.
Something was wrong. That's what the droopy ear thing meant, right? He knew he shouldn't get any closer. It would be for the best if he just grabbed like fifty sausages and went back to the demon dorms. He should not be...
"Y'okay?" West asked, confusion flickering across his face as he watched Hel and Mot for a moment. He certainly wasn't going to look directly at Levi, that was for sure. But what were the Reapers doing? He was perfectly capable of grasping what they were doing, but... what were they doing?
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 11:21 pm
Levi's tail curled instantaneously as a chill went up her back when a familiar voice sounded so close to her. Doe-eyed, the tatzel turned to stare at West's face against her better judgement; he wasn't looking back at her however.
Concern. Isn't that nice? ❤
It would be nicer if he'd look at her. Meeting his sight made her feel both sickly and overpoweringly fulfilled. She craved his attention but didn't want to cause him concern. Though seeing him beat down some gnomes would be plenty welcome right now. Would be if them gnomes didn't ... steal my' tickets... Folding her black gloved hands in front of the ruffles of her dress, the ghoul gazed back over to the Vampire Teddy.
Maybe next time, I guess... Her tone was like that of one who just tried to mask a pout. The smile on her face as she turned back to him didn't match the still drooping ears. Was she just smiling for his benefit?
Levi felt an urge to flee then- glancing downward, she stepped away from West, about to leave his sight.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 2:02 am
Somewhere behind the booth, one of the cupid gnomes cackled viciously as it started ripping up Levi's tickets and then shoving the broken pieces in it's diaper.
This was the gnome that the other gnomes did not like to talk about.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 9:37 am
"Yes. The exact same. Right on the mark." Mot said with all confidence. There was nothing more certain in the universe. They were meant to be! The love sick reaper was completely enchanted, and one could almost see the heart bubbles bubbling over his head. Suddenly Mot scooped Hel up into his arms bridal style, and gazed deeply into her eyes. "You look radiant tonight. That dress looks stunning on you.
Come. We shall be wed by morning."
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 5:33 pm
"They took 'em?" he replied, a bit of his usual anger breaking through the cloudiness that clung to his brain. It was nice to feel real rage over something he could solve with his fists, however brief the feeling, instead of simply frustration and an unbearable longing he couldn't shake. "I'll get 'em back." He smirked and strode toward the disembodied cackling, but quickly turned back when he saw what the gnome was doing and where he was sticking his hand. Normally, it wouldn't have mattered. There was a** to kick and West didn't really care if that a** was the size of a toddler's.
Still, a very large part of him wanted to impress the tatzel tonight. Beating up a... special gnome in a diaper was not impressive, at least not in his opinion. "I, uh, dun think you'll be gettin' those back," he said, trying to shield her from seeing the spectacle. "But I got some," he added hurriedly, reaching into his pocket and retrieving a handful of crumpled tickets. "You can have 'em all."
He forced himself not to look at Hel and Mot, but that didn't stop him from hearing them, however faintly. Oh, s**t, right. The dress. "Y'look good," he said abruptly, the compliment stuttering out of him like he didn't quite know how to deliver one. "I won't try t'cut up this dress or nothin', I promise."
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