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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:59 pm
YEAR 2
Rules have changed! Go Read them or suffer a terrible death. Oh Dear Lord! It was time for the tomato festival once again! The messiest festival ever, but Gladice had to admit, it was also one of the funniest to look at. This year, the Cantata had moved away, so it would be more fair for everyone... she hoped. Oh well, one way or another, she wasn't participating, just giving tomatoes and laughing at everyone. Like before, Keith had came to help her set things up. He wasn't as fast as Yoakim, but she couldn't really complain, not could she? And it was good to see the boy once in a while too.
Keith, on the other hand, could have done without seeing the old woman, but eh, the money was good and ******** he needed it. He wouldn't be complaining about getting paid for something as easy as moving crates of tomatoes. The week before, he had annoyed Bela out of her mind until she had accepted to team with him. He had a ******** lot of fun the previous year and wanted to come again, but he wouldn't come alone just to see Conor playing with Blair. He had considered asking Clark to come, but getting the boy our of his cave wasn't the easiest thing to do...Oh well, he'd be teaming up with Bela and Alice. At least he had been able to choose the team name D< !
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A bit further from Gladice's booth was the eldest brother of the Murrow family. Yes, this year the Three Murrows were entering using their super ninja skills to beat the competition! Well, neither of the boys really wanted to enter, but they were feeling kinda guilty for having brought Catrina to the vet and she was insisting into coming to the festival so... yeah. Here they were, already signed up and everything.
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A bit more further, but in the opposite direction was a God. It was Schloteheim Reinbach III! The most beautiful man that this island had ever seen! Well, his Dearest Brother Gaston was close enough, but being younger than Gaston automatically made Reinbach more beautiful. Ah! What a great way to celebrate his brother's wedding than by throwing a ripe red fruit in the face of lowly human beings! Ah! Such events should be worldwide. Of course, there was always the risk that a peasant would try to harm them, this was why they had came dressed in Morphsuit. Now they were ready to make ugly peasants even more ugly! Oh, what a wonderful day to be beautiful.
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Even more further, were two girls that really had nothing in Comon. Leila and Lotte. The pink haired woman wanted to go to every Summer festival, since she was just on the island for a season, and Lotte.... well, she just wanted to throw tomatoes at people. Can you really blame her? Yes, yes you can. She's a brat. Neither, however, were together. They were just sitting in the "Looking for a Partner" Area and waited for someone to ask them to join or to be paired using Gladice matchmaking skills.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:21 pm
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Let her track record of actions assure you, very few times. She was just one of those people, the kind that make anybody get a blow to the self esteem just by being near her. This worked more often than not. And sometimes, even to her disadvantage. Hell would be raised if she were getting in trouble and looking ugly or plain while doing it! She had to look good at ALL times, because everyone loves a sexy b***h. And if her glossy fingernails had anything to say about it, well... let's just say that she knew how to get the appropriate response from even the hardest heart of men. Bela inwardly chuckled darkly at the memory of the time she dragged a ******** Lumber Jack out of the club, with her bare hands. Oh, how empowering it was to manhandle a gorilla like that! Not even Keith could do that, she bet. Or maybe he could, just not get away with it like she could.
But, oh well, might as well b***h at him the whole way through the Festival for dragging her into this.
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On the other end of the spectrum, Gemma, unsurprisingly, came alone. She had made sure that Matthew would sleep through a damn hurricane, just so that he wouldn't restrict her from this festival. Sure, she broke the promise he had made her of accompanying her to the festival, but she didn't care at the moment. Since, nobody approached her when she was with Matt. NOBODY. Maybe they assumed they were lovers and not wanted to intrude in some kind of private moment? That was just so wrong, on so many levels. She was pretty sure she was okay-looking for her age, so why did no one want to speak to her? Maybe it was the fact that she was new and didn't know almost anybody in particular.
She was still pretty pissed about the Tresure Hunt failure, and had no desire to see any of her former teammates today. And aside from them, she knew the men she met at the bar a season ago, Nanami, Haruka and Crimson. She had seen the mother-daughter combo at the Beach Festival, but she was unsure of how to break the ice; therefore, staying with Matt. In the sidelines. Again. ******** that s**t, it was like he was a repellent for people to come meet her! She wanted to meet lots of new people! Preferably, with awesome different things that stood out about them. Like Nanami and Crimson's hair, they had cool natural hair colors! Oh how she envied them for it, but she wouldn't voice this out loud.
Maybe it was that particular reason why she was interested in them? Because she was normal and average in every other way, at least to any random cursory glance? Gemma was anything BUT plain and ordinary, as any of the people who knew her could tell! For now, she'd go to talk to the pink-haired woman (Leila) alone in the 'Looking for Partners' section. She had to take a closer look, if just to see if it was real or not. Whether she was a disappointment or not, like that red haired boy over there had been at the Tresure Hunting festival. Fake hair is worse than no hair! And the fact of the matter was, she hated having dyed her hair blonde when she was young. For now, she'd wear her brown hair proudly! No matter how average brown hair was, it was hers!
"Excuse me, but I have to say, your hair reminds me of cotton candy."
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:42 pm
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Leila had been sitting in at her table alone, ignoring the little brat sitting not that far from her. If she was to join someone in a team, she didn't wanted it to be a kid like her! Unless it was Lucas or Conor. Oh, wouldn't she love to just torture those two once more. That had been a fun night. She giggle a little at her own thought when she heard Carly speaking behind her. He turned her head around, an expression of confusion on her face. "Uh, what? Mhmm... Yeah, yeah... I supose it could look like that, Cupcake. Yours reminds me of, uh... Chocolate?" She tilted head to the right all while smiling. She had no idea what to reply to the woman, but she could at least be nice, no?
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:44 pm
Tomato festival! River was overflowing with excitement as she bounded into the area. She had come so close to winning last time, too, and she was looking forward to having a rematch! She hadn't actually seen any of the people from last year for a really long time, but... she was sure it would still be fun! Of course, without Elliot, she had to find some team to join, but that wouldn't be too hard, right? Hands loosely laced together behind her back, she glanced around the festival. Now to find a familiar face...
Natalia and Rory honestly had no idea what a 'Tomato Festival' would entail, but it sounded kind of awesome and that was good enough for them. Of course, Rory being the nerd he was, hated to be unprepared for anything, so he did some asking around. It WAS awesome! Natalia had spent much of the morning complaining about getting her hair and clothes messy, but both knew that that was just her trying to be more ladylike. She was incredibly feminine, afterall~ Rory didn't buy it for a second, but he had known her long enough to know that arguing with her was never a good idea. So there the two of them were, linked arm in arm as they walked around in search of a possible third team member.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:16 pm
xxxBelaxxANDxxGemmaxxx Bela watched as Keith strolled over, digusted with how cocky he looked. Had his time living with Bela taught him nothing of humility? Oh, and there he goes. Lighting another cigarette, like usual. Goddess, she hated those things! "More like in a hurry to drop out of this crappy festival, but since there is some sentimental value to it now that I'm here... might as well stay." she had dripped poison into her tone, but her eyes were elsewhere. Particularly, on Gladice.
"I could very well have been riding Xeiro's brains out right now, so you better not go and make us lose." she smirked, looking down at him. She loved how she could do that, be taller than him. "Also, is it just gonna be us or is Clark going to be joining us?" she asked, coloring her voice with disdain. She hated Connor and Clark, but the former more than the latter. Had Keith even noticed they both started with a C, their names?
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Gemma smiled back at Leila's greeting smile, quite glad that the other woman hadn't been insulted or anything. She certainly looked like she was okay, right? Ooh, chocolate? The brunette looked at her own hair and thought better than to run her hands through it, that would seem flirtatious. Though the temptation to touch the rose haired woman's hair had risen, too, as a matter of fact. She had to fight this urge when she met Nanami and Crimson, too. Crimson, in particular. If only because Matt wasn't there that time to hold her back and she was forced to hold her own hands behind her back.
"Oh, chocolate is yummy~" Gemma quirked an knowing eyebrow as she gave her voice a short little musical note, "Don't you think?" she asked, now passing one of her free hands through her hair. Sure, there was a slight double entendre there... but whether it was her intention or not, was unclear. And since Leila was seated, Gemma took advantage of her standing height over the other woman. It was real! Wow, what precious gems Matthew had been hiding! She'd never seen people like this before, or so many in one place. And one so small like an island, to boot!
"I just had to come say hello. You see, I'm new here and I don't know very many people. And your hair is very..." she inched forward, sucking in a small breath in anticipation. "Loud." she commented, stopping her hands in their tracks. It was rude and looked down upon to do such things with someone you barely knew, and the beautiful woman before her could get angry. Gemma didn't like people being angry with her, it made the bitchy side of her to come out in response. And besides, maybe she'd like to be her partner? Leila looked fit and agile enough to know how to hold her own, in any kind of scenario.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:33 pm
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Tomato festival? She had asked around a couple of the NPCs and had found out that the tomato festival is basically paint ball but without the guns and with tomatoes instead of paint balls. So, of course, Celeste was all for it! Sure she wasn't the most athletic person in the world, but she had never been picked last for sports teams in school, that had to mean something right?
Anyway she didn't have a team but she had heard there was a waiting area for people who were looking for a team. And if not, she could atleast stand back and watch, that should be just as much fun too. Heck, maybe she could even cheer on some of her friends if they were there! She made her way to the waiting area, looking out at the players to see if there were any that she knew.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:51 pm
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The Pink haired woman just couldn't stop herself from laughing! Ah, whatever was her name was very funny! She was awkward like Lucas, but with Conor's mouth! She might just enjoy that festival in the end. "Well, I'm loud so people can hear me. If you would stop whispering, maybe people would notice you more?" She asked Carly, still talking about hair in weird metaphors. "And yes, chocolate is very delicious... but so is Cotton Candy!" She giggled a bit at that, passing her own hands thought her hair. However, for once, there was no flirtation in Leila's movement. She was just really enjoying that non-sense converation. "You can call me Leila, by the way, Cupcake."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 7:49 pm
xxxBelaxxANDxxGemmaxxx "That's because I would love to spend another day with you, over my sexy baker man." Bela replied sarcastically, letting out a huff and shaking her head in annoyance. Keith could be really infuriating when he wanted to be. Oh, Alice? "How did you get prim Alice to do this, huh?" she asked with sincere curiosity, because she had been asking Alice to join her for a few years and to no avail. "I'm guessing you did something devious, and she had no other option but to say yes, correct?" she chuckled, knowing Keith all too well.
And then... that. Bela quite visually recoiled in disgust at Keith's last statement. Clark, Xeiro and her... in a threesome? "s**t, Keith, how do you do that?!" she snapped, "You always slip in the most disgusting images into my mind, when I least want them! Seriously. The idea isn't bad at all, if not for the fact that your sloppy seconds would be in on it. Gross!" she continued to talk s**t about Clark, even though she didn't even know him personally. Fact of the matter was, she remembered him from some time ago... but she payed him no mind at the time. Nor did she ever want to.
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Gemma frowned, her face looking puzzled and confused. She wasn't whispering, her voice's volume was completely conversation worthy. "No, I don't think you understand. I didn't mean loud like that, I meant..." she paused to think of a better word, "Bold." she nodded in agreement with the statement now, that sounded about right. She was glad for the woman's friendliness, she seemed kind to go along with Gemma's odd manner of socializing. If it could even be called that. Who else would compare hair with sweets? Maybe that upcoming artist, Lady Gaga, perhaps? Or, well, she didn't know. Gemma just knew about the artist through gossip and the fact that the woman had an very bold style of dress, too.
"Leila, what a pretty name." Gemma smiled, "Muy bonito." she widened her smile even further, if that were possible. Gemma had a very natural big smile, she believed it made her look pleasant. And it's not her fault her mouth developed like that! "I'm Gemma, Gemma Rhodes." she nodded enthusiatically, glad that she could put a name to that pretty face.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 5:23 pm
Gaston, the supremely superior man that he was, was at the Tomato Festival for perhaps the first time – to participate, that is! This whole festival wasn't his favorite.. Rather, it was carried on over from before he came to take over the town and was one of the few he wasn't able to alter to be more.. pretty. Ah, well, he had an abundance of wealth that he had to actually think on how to spend to at least 'half' it, he supposed buying tomatoes helped.. some. No, not really. The NPC farmers were pretty cheap in their tomatoes when it came to Gaston – ten dollars a fruit?! Ah, they must love him to be so low in price! Not that Gaston ever understood that 'lower it for the richest man on the island' fun the peasants liked to do when they saw their king examining their produce.. Regardless, Gaston was at the Tomato Festival to celebrate his brother's coming! In their new morph-suits! He was reluctant in inviting Jessebelle, but, well, he supposed she was as beautiful as any. Being near her simply made him.. uncomfortable.
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Of course Zhi had to come this year! This was the day she had first seen her beloved River! It was like an anniversary or something. Though, Elliot hadn't come with her – probably because Zhi had told her forcefully not to so she and River could have alone time on their wonderful, lovey-dovey date~! She wished she had worn something better, but she had learned from last year that tomato juice was not good for her dresses! So, with her hair tied up, she was garbed in a plain, stained white T-shirt, some old jeans, and a pair of sneakers. It was.. really weird for her to be wearing stuff like this again, kind of nostalgic in a bad way. But, she could bare with it! She at least still had make up on and, to protect her mascara or eyeliner from running, she had a pair of goggles on!
..Yeah, she looked like a total dork, but Zhi was sure River wouldn't mind.. She hoped. She sighed and, trying her best not to be noticed by anyone else from her class, slunk over to where the people looking for teams were at. But, instead of trying to find any poor lonely sap to team up with her, she was searching specifically for – ah!! River! She started to head over there, but stopped before reaching the girl, frowning. If she thought she felt self conscious before.. Seeing River made this whole outfit that much worse!! Stained dress or not, shouldn't it have been worth it to look good for her (basically) fiance?! Ugh, Zhi was so.. selfish! She pouted to herself and slowly backed off to find a bench to hide out on instead while she gathered up the gall to approach her love.
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Ah, two men here to show the world how manly they should be! Jacob was standing beside little Junior, both of which not wearing shirts in the heat to show off their abs! ..Well, Junior was too small to really have much muscle, so.. It wasn't really impressive for the youth to have his shirt off, but, damn it, that was what men did! They didn't wear their shirts and they were damn proud about it! He was currently berating Junior for lowering his head and folding his arms, not in a cool, stoic, standoffish way, but in a girly o-m-g-I'm-almost-naked!!! way. Which was just wrong. The teenager had taken a boat all the way out here the moment he had heard that Junior had been slapped by Kade – because.. God, who the ******** got slapped by that f**?! It was obvious his nephew needed some toughening up, so, here he was! Just to help his family, not because him and his girlfriend had a huge fight and he went scurrying off for the summer to let her 'calm down'. Because men stood their ground and didn't run off! ..b***h.
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This was absolutely Purrfect! ..Ah, bad puns aside, Catrina was standing with her brothers excitedly. It was like a large game of prey and predator – something that every cat should enjoy!! Plus, the fact that her two brothers didn't do anything but be mean to her all week, she had to force them through a little fun, yes, yes~? Yep, this was less of a game and more of a passive aggressive way to get back at them for that vet shenanigan. The girl stood quietly with the rest of the Murrows – or, well, as quietly as Catrina could be. Really, she was mewing up a storm over the squirrels in a nearby tree, varying from frustrated hisses to proud purrs during her chases around the tree just behind the brothers.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 6:06 pm
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"And I dind't mean loud like that either. You said my hair is loud, I'm, saying yours are whispering, Cupcake. If you want people to notice you, you need to have your body speak loud enough to attracted them." She had controlled enough men in her life to know that much. Just like that blood woman a bit further speaking with a boy around her age. Maybe some years younger. Her bright blond hair? Her clothes? The way she just was? Yeah, she was being pretty 'loud' too. "Well, I happy to meet you, Gemma Rhode, but I'll still be calling you Cupcake, if it's okay with you. Unless you preffer Suggarpie? Muffin? Honeycomb? Sugarpuff? Shortcake? I got a whole recipe book to call you."
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 8:06 pm
 Ayil's hand was linked with Zus' as she tried to make her way into the square. "Are we at the right place?" Ayil asked, she didn't really come to participate, but she wanted to be involved in the town. She had asked Zus to come, and pouted a little bit, persuaded by letting him pick out her undies, that he'd probably take off later. "I hear people... I think we're at the right place.." Ayil said, wanting to find a bench. She liked being outside, and today she had a parasol to block the sun off her sensitive skin. Ayil's face was lit up with a smile, she didn't expect to be included, but this was her first festival, and she wouldn't have missed it, even if she couldn't participate. Her parasol matched her dress, a plain white empire waisted dress with small bell sleeves that ended at her elbows. It was made of a light cotton, but had an over-skirt starting just under the empire waist ribbon marker, the lace adding a flair of prettiness. Not that Ayil knew what she was wearing, she liked the feel of it.
Her long scarlet locks, never having been cut in her entire twenty years, fell in waves to her mid-thigh area, just a few inches over the dress hem. "I like it, it feels fun here." She said, nodding, not that she'd have an idea, but she was excited to simply be at her first festival. It was her third step in independence, or maybe a step backwards because she had dragged Zus along to help her find the festival...
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 8:23 pm
 Zus snarled a bit at a small child in the crowd that had attempted to pull on Ayil's dress. He was rather protective, and it was due to that he joined her at the festival. Not that he cared for the festival, he would of rather enslave half the population of the pathetic inbred island. He was rather obsessed with the thought of taking Ayil down onto the bed once again tonight, which was another large motivation for his participation in the... watching of the sad little games these people called festivals. He was actually itching for a little bit of coke, damn why had he had to wait for the drugs to get shipped from France, he should of hid some in his a** or something, somewhere he could put the drugs and no one find them. He led Ayil to a soft wooden bench very close to the festival, the smell of ******** tomatoes filled his nose, 'I hate that ******** smell,' he thought to himself like a troubled child. "Yea, it feels pretty good outside," he said in his soft purr of a voice.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 8:41 pm
Ayil let herself be lead, her smile still in place. "You know... I don't really favor tomatoes... But this is the first festival since I've come...." Ayil said, tilting her head thoughtfully as she pulled her hair over her shoulder as to not sit on it. She twirled her parasol, in one hand, the other still linked with Zus. "Do you like tomatoes?" Ayil asked, her face turning to the side of her where Zus was, but never finding him due to her condition. Ayil didn't know much about Zus, but her curiosity was often replaced by lust whenever they were alone.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:01 pm
Zus gave Ayil a soft kiss on the cheek, "I personally, can not stand Tomatoes, that was all we could really eat on the streets, Tomatoes and beans. I was rather disgusting, but when I found class, and society. I loved the food there, but high class people were too much to handle, eat with this, drink like this, they were all stuck up people with no sense of realism, I was a lower person to them, because I never graduated high school." His words were slightly malicious towards the upper class, and he had all right to, he had been put down his entire life by the upper class, he was apart of the slums. How dare they even attempt to stop him from being the god-like man he was.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:18 pm
Ayil laughed at the irony, "My parents were very high class." She said simply, "But Anya rejected it and brought shame to our family name, and I, on the other hand, was the only one to be... Presented to society." Ayil said, "My mother did everything with me that she wanted to do with.. Anya, because Anya was.. I suppose, flawless. Instead, she had to settle for me, since Anya was always out." Ayil said, granted, Ayil wasn't French, she wasn't sure what she was, to be honest. Anya would probably know, but Ayil had no idea. Ayil had been a debutaunt for her mother, and learned ballroom dancing for her mother, years and years of learning with a slightly impatient instructor who had no cares about offending the blind girl. Ayil leaned her head on Zus' shoulder, she wouldn't look down on him, or stop him from anything, but then again. Ayil had a rare seen set of ideals.
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