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Robert looked like a lumpy piece of graying meat.

He just laid where Jordan had dropped him for a while, staring up at the dark and gloomy sky. He looked a little traumatized.

Being punted or shot through the air on at least four different occasions will do that to a guy.

Suddenly and without warning he scrambled to his feet, and ran to hand in his finds. He dropped the egg that a*****e dragon had let him have before kicking him like a football FOR THE SECOND TIME, at Aria's feet.



Then reached in his pocket for the other, smaller egg, that he'd stolen from the fishtank. He knew it had gone through as much strain as he did, so he didn't expect it to still be alive.

But it was more alive than he could have ever imagined.



"AH WHAT THE ******** IT HATCHED?" The floresce flailed in his hands, trying to get away, but Robert had it by the tail and wasn't about to lose his prize.

"Listen, this is what I learned. I learned this place SUCKS. BALLS. I also learned that these monsters are serious ASSHOLES to gnomes. I am both CUTE and CUDDLY. There should have been chicks ALL OVER ME, but instead I spent 75% of this god forsaken festival IN THE AIR."

HE THREW THE FLORESCE ON THE GROUND.

"I seen all I need to see. When can I kill these mother ********: Kobold Egg get and Firelands Floresce get))

After the winged creature's treasurer campaign booth, she was back at the meeting place; while this mission was sort of fun in a way, she had a feeling that future missions would not be this easy... All she had to do was play games, steal things and take a souvenir from a local who was running for the position of 'treasurer'... Heh, she bet that he was actually happy about her taking one of those eggs.

"My report... Let's see... Floresctival; while they might be celebrating these things-" She produced two eggs from her pocket, holding them out as she stared briefly at the grown Floresce in the fish tank with Aria, "This festival is just filled with all sorts of fish-like minipets."

<Mmmm, Floresce~ They make great sushi~>

"And apparently, these things make good food when grown..." She paused after saying that, stroking her chin thoughtfully (and carefully due to the claws) as she raised an eyebrow, "I don't suppose minipets are food for the locals...? Heh, they eat their pets? Go figure."

<Hey hey, pretty ghouly! Not all of them are pets~ That ain't fair!>

"Anyway, I noticed that other than the game booths ran by what I assume to be a "group" of locals, there were booths being ran by younger-looking locals-"

<Students from the local school! Ah~>

"Students, apparently, who are running for various positions for some sort of a student council... Popularity contest, most likely," She smirked at that, "I stopped by one on the way back here, and grabbed one of these-" She put down the egg she had been holding under one arm, "No idea what they're called, but I'm pretty sure that it's a minipet. Might help with the doctor's research."

"That's all from me," She nodded before turning away with a frown; she did not gather as much information as she would have liked, which... Bothered her quite a bit. Ugh; time to get over it.

[OCC Link List:
Failed first attempt and lost the seed given by Aria, but won 2 seeds to try again with.
Lost 1 of the 2 seeds while getting the Ghost and Firelands Floresce.
Lost remaining seed when dunking was successful, but ToTer got nothing to give.
Kobold egg was ninja'ed from Jericho.]

Leon somehow managed to get away from the festival and its oddities back to the meeting point, a little bit more confused but also a bit more knowledgeable of his enemy. Also, in hindsight, being extraordinarily tall wasn't exactly keen for this mission. But it wasn't like he chose the body.

He didn't necessarily come back with much, unlike Candace and her insanely filled jar. But it was cost effective! He still managed to keep a seed for experiments. Most of all, the information he acquired seemed far more valuable to the mission than anything else.

That food looked really good, you should have tried the spookies.

"You know what, i'll pass." the boxer replied back to his dragon partner while walking back up with his items in hand. "I only got a couple things, but the info I got might be better." he told the others after dragging out the items from his hoodie.

"I managed to get this from a stall.... well, stole it." he said sheepishly behind embarrassed fangs, the blush on fair skin was just too bright to hide.

"Also, I managed to get this thing."

He held the little trinket out from his wrist, the pendant part flopping back and forth from the motion. "I'm not sure if this is their way of using friendship bracelets, or if I've been marked for death." He said with a frown, they did seem very nice when they handed it to him, but the boxer wasn't sure if it was some kind of feint for a secret haymaker in the ghoul's sleeve.

"But other than that, I managed to learn a bit more about their training grounds, it seems they have a gym for group training sessions and also a fitness club to stay in prime physique, they seem like a prepare bunch, these creatures."

That's not very nice to say meathead and the necklace is a minipet you dolt.

The vampire form just stuck his fingers in his ears at the mental chiding, even if it wouldn't stop the tirade one bit. "And as we all can see, they are having a student body campaigns, promoting themselves to a faster death by our hands." he finished with a snarl. "I'm not fond of this place, even if the girls were throwing themselves on me." he said with a grin toward the undead gnomes way, practically rubbing in his good fortune with the other gender and species. "And not get viciously thrown in the air like some kind of roadkill volleyball."

That all had been far too hectic. Cass was just thankful that the Golems seemed to all be there from what she could gather of who had been there when they left. Good. Good.. she..was...sooooooo ready to be a real girl again.

s**t, maybe part of her seemed slightly panicked over Caelius. w-Was he hurt? s**t! s**t s**t s**t! She really didn't like that place, that much was for sure. She frowned a bit at their boss, but it seemed he wasn't..too concerned about himself.

Or rather, he wasn't panicking, so she'd do her best not to as well. At least he knew what he was doing, after all.

It seemed either way, there wasn't much else to do besides go back. Cass nudged Marcus's side.

"I'll meet you on the other side again." she said, figuring she'd be the first person to take the dive to the other side. If nothing else, she'd just look like an Idiot again. She was a master of that, so she'd just keep it up, she figured.

"Deus Ex Machina."

...
.....

When Cass woke up on the other side, her head would be throbbing painfully.

Leon did feel bad that he was only scratching the surface over Halloweens state of physical prowess, which only meant that his assessment on how to train to counter them was going to take more time. But he knew there would be other chances, and hopefully they would be with golems that were easier to maneuver in.

He still wobbled on his feet from the massive height that he stood with, like some kind of freak, even if being a vampire in itself was indeed freaky. Frankly he missed his own equipment, and by that he meant in the pants of his sleeping form. he didn't want to find out if the vampiric one had fangs or some other crazy stuff on it. He was sure it was pierced, very damn sure it was.

"Deus Ex Machina"

To return to his sparkle-less and Bella-less life was a blessing.

Finally! Ennéa was so ready to have both hands again -- and no rotting body parts. Good bye zombie golem body thing!

"Deus Ex Machina!" she chirped happily.

Although it was their first mission, she had to wonder if this was how all of them went. Not because it was particularly dangerous-seeming, with the exception of a groping from a patchwork boil (Igor, she mentally corrected herself,) but because of the way Aria rushed off soon after they had turned in their 'homework' assignments. In fact, she never did return -- it was not until several hours later that Caelius did, and it was quite without the presence of their female teacher.

The Patchwork-Hunter had long since seated herself at the base of one of the many dead trees scattered around the group of hunters when their 'lovable' reaper returned, the haphazardly-stitched dress her golem had been placed in tucked so she could sit comfortably without allowing anyone to catch a peek. Not that she thought any of the boys would, at this point -- she was pretty sure that despite their short time in the golems, everyone was quite tired of being in one, for now. Looking around at the others, no one seems in particularly high spirits, although a few seemed to be chatting idly as they waited. The chatter, however, ebbed as the dark-haired man approached them again from the direction of the Florestival, his boots squishing in an odd manner as he did so. From where she sat, Petra couldn't help but lift and turn her head in his direction, short silver hair shifting out of her eyes with the motion, eyebrows furrowing as they traveled down the length of his body, not in any sort of sexual way, but more in bewilderment. The dripping of the coat had not gone unnoticed, nor had the sarcastic tone in his voice, both eliciting a slight quirk of her eyebrow she could not restrain, although she didn't question it. Instead, Petra listened quietly to the instructions, resting her chin lightly on her knuckles and watching a few of the others test out their 'escape route' before she attempted it herself, not even bothering to stand. Briefly she wondered if the 'safe words' were purposely set up that way, in case someone let slip the name of their facility, but she brushed it off as a question for another day, letting it be pushed to the back of her mind.

"Deux Ex Machina."

Whether her golem's body just went limp or turned to liquid, she would never know -- one moment everything went dark, and the next she was back on the island they now all called 'home.'