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 Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:57 pm
West had actually noticed that Hel was gone long ago, but it didn't come around as a thought that needed his attention until the song he had been non-dancing to faded away and Levi spoke. He peered into the crowd, and upon seeing that the valkyrie hadn't been stolen away to have more of her body parts ripped off, he graced his ghoulfriend with a faint, dopey smile. "Mmm hmm," he replied, folding her hand in his and coming up close on her left to hide that fact in the fabric of her voluminous dress. Lizzy and Reaperdick were still a concern, but they could be dealt with later when the happies were gone. He could already feel them hopping off and remaining on the dance floor as Levi led him away from it. "So," he said as he leaned a bit closer, his face smoothed to a remarkably expressionless state. Just opponents, he reminded himself. "What y'wanna talk about?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:02 pm
Shun nodded quietly to Mitsu as she had more or less the same thought he did. Though, when she brought up Red and some of the others, he slowly shook his head to himself. "Maybe. But it's too late now for any of those. There isn't anything we can do about them now," he said quietly to her. "What would you like to do now, by the way?" he asked, not wanting to linger on that topic longer than they needed to.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:05 pm
Titus couldn't help but chuckle at Lou's antics. Ah a boil after his own dead black heart. It was great to see he wasn't the only one that could rile up Riyo. " Settle down, B-Cup Princess." New nickname? Maybe. " I wouldn't want you to blow a gasket or worse yet bust a tit. Inserts are expensive I hear." And then there was Hel, oh sweet petite Hel had joined the party. Titus grinned from ear to ear as he leaned against the table his hands steepled in front of him. " Oh you mean, Powderpuff? She's quite the sensitive type. Nothing was said that wasn't true and I only gave Soul Herder some helpful advise. I'm only looking out." Though the grin on his face said quite the opposite.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:19 pm
When Lou saw big tits looking at Riyo like that, he knew what was coming.
The boil said nothing, he just grinned much like Titus had and pulled up a chair. "Oh man this is gonna be good." He whispered to his fellow boil. "Maybe they'll start making out like in the movies." It never happened, but Lou was an optimist and he would never stop hoping.
Riyo's face reddened. Titus's words did not escape her ears, and combined with Hel's accusations, it looked like the feline was going to blow. She didn't like the valkyrie invading her bubble, but there was nothing that could be done... Except fight.
The ghoul's hand reached up and carefully removed her mask, slitted pupils shrinking to razor blades as she leaned forward until her forehead bumped the reaper's. "No, but I was the one sporting a lovely red handprint around my neck after I kicked that sad sorry sack of puss in the crotch so I could breathe." Riyo said lowly, enunciating every word that came out of her mouth.
Oh, but when she mentioned Mitsu, one could see her red eyes light up with an angry glow. "So you're telling me you've never hurt anyone vicariously. I'd never lay a finger on or say a single word against that ghoul, but I'm not going to play nice with that a*****e just because Mitsu likes him! Nothing said to either of them wasn't TRUE. IT WAS SHUN'S ACTIONS THAT MADE MITSU CRY!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:21 pm
Siddie squeaked again as Sammy fished out the mask and batted at her ghoulfriend's hand, her cheeks flushing purple. "What did you - what is it?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:27 pm
..and now she had a bird on her head.
Riley slowly released Thackery, patting him gently on the head, before giving Jericho a critical look. Their talk would have to wait for another time - and she had all the time in the world.
The thought came to her quite suddenly, and she honed in on the ghoul that had sent it. A lovely creature was looking at her with eyes that spoke the same joy she saw shining through the boils she'd just been hugging, and she gave Yaya a very gentle, thankful nod.
She felt a moment where she could breathe. And she took that moment in stride, sucking in a deep breath, before taking Jericho by the hand.
I need Malodore. Her voice sounded strained. She hadn't even touched her plate - and the fork was still sitting there. Shall we return?
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:34 pm
The ghoul sure had a lot of trouble dealing with her emotions, as if they were alien. It was kind of sad, but he hoped she would grow into them comfortably. "Don't be scared to make mistakes. Just be prepared to pay for them." He said with a laugh. "Happy, or maybe you are relieved?" Either way it was good. His being unhappy had to do with a lot of things. He took a risk coming to Prom with his emotions as they had been. "Thank you for your concern. I'm not really sure if you could help. It's... a private problem." He looked unsure a moment, then smiled politely. "But I appreciate your offer." He took the quick hug, patting her shoulder as she pulled away. "Do you have an eyephone? If I ever need you or want to talk, I'll need a way to contact you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:37 pm
Jericho frowned when she spoke up once more. She hadn't even eaten any of the brains. Well. They could bring it back if needed, though he still didn't know why she had that fork. "Alright. Bring the food with," he said while offering to hold onto the plate for now. He went ahead and guided her back to where they had left the plague doctor. He still didn't know why he was in trouble.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:41 pm
Christof gave Malodore a stiff nod, lips shifting as he glanced to Riley's retreating form.
Deep breaths.
He had things to tend to. Personal matters would have to wait. He glanced to the clock. Yes... must keep on schedule. He'd find Amrita and tell her once the Murder Mystery was tended to.
Limping, he hurried off to keep time lines somewhat plausible.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:44 pm
Admittedly, the ghoul had a lot of mis-directed rage. If anything, she should have been grilling Titus right now, but she was feeling rather disappointed in Riyo. Titus wasn’t spared anything though. In fact, he’d find a gloved middle finger right in his face. “ Look out for this, you snaggled tooth s**t-spewing simpleton. Your time is coming, that is a promise.” That being said, she turned back to Riyo, narrowing her eyes further as the ghoul’s forehead touched her own, and the valkyrie tensed. She seemed ready to go off at a moment’s notice. Hel growled once more at her words, and chose not to answer anything about hurting someone indirectly. She leaned and pressed her forehead harder against Riyo’s. “ But you have never lifted a finger or said a word for Mitsu either, have you? No, you let her run off and cry. Why? Because you were hurting? Because you were also content to let him—“ She jabbed a thumb back at Titus. “ Run his Jack damn mouth here, in front of Mitsu?” Hel huffed. “I am disappointed in you. If Shun was the cause of Mitsu's tears, at least he had the balls to seek her out and speak about it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:54 pm
Levi opened her mouth, about to object to West's overall- he was just doing something that made her too comfortable uncomfortable, okay. His hand-holding continued when he got up, and it wasn't until she realized what he was doing by using the poof of her dress to conceal it that she calmed again. He was so close, but her awareness of their surrounding won out in the battle of lipcapades: extended edition. I'want- His lean into her made it easy to accidentally brush his cheek with hers when she moved in to whisper, but that was the extent of her ability right now. I'wanna talk'bout us. No specifications given on what the "us" was directed at, but he was a smart boil in her opinion. West would understand. Looking closely into his mask while leaning back away, her eyes shifted temporarily to his lips again, which was just as quickly remedied by looking off into the direction they'd move in. A gentle tug and they began to walk off the dance floor into the unknown of the rest of the prom. Her fingers regrettably leaving his warm hands and clutching around his forearm in a more public-friendly manner. They were going to talk about them. [ Exiting to photobooth thread! ]
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:59 pm
The music (or lack thereof) comes screeching to a halt, as the DJ Booth, mysteriously empty, begins playing an ominous tune..
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 6:02 pm
SUDDENLY.....
Someone screamed.
Christof flinched, Sticks suddenly leaping free to tear from the Murder Mystery room back into the auditorium.... if he was going down, he would TAKE THE HUNCHBACK WITH HIM. In front of EVERYONE!
Christof huffed, wobbling to his feet, jacket still smoking and blood-stained as he tried to brush himself off and give everyone in the room a nervous, polite bow, grabbed an ax from where by the fireplace (clearly for wood-chopping), and lurched after the fleeing gnome.
The damn skinny creature had been a thorn in Christof's side all evening. Setting fires, spreading rumors, flitting about in that twitchy, shady way he had... and the hunchback was done with it. Game be damned, that gnome was dead. Sticks gave a yelp when he saw the Igor approaching, sharp chopping implement clutched in his hand. He darted up onto the stage, but Christof lumbered after and why wasn't anyone doing anything??
As far as the audience was concerned, it was just a gnome, and just Christof doing that thing Christof did... weird kid.
"I'm not going down without a fight!!" Sticks shouted as he continued to run away, spotting the ladder. If he could just find a small enough space he could squeeze away in, but... "HELP!! HELP A MAD IGOR IS TRYING TO KILL ME HELLLP!" Up the ladder he scurried, into the ceiling catwalks intended for maintenance to the lighting. A central, rickety path spread out toward where Christof had hung the chandelier, the hodgepodge, glimmering contraption jingling with the movement of each heavy step of the hunchback's boots.
The ax swung, hitting sparks at Stick's toes as the little man leaped straight onto the massive electric lighting fixture. The thing swung, "You're not going to get away with this!" He squeaked.
Christof sighed, hefting the ax back once more before giving it a swing. Sticks nabbed the excess rope from the pulley that kept the chandelier up, whipping it around the attacking arm before trying, feebly, to swing a punch. The hunchback gave a muffled roar through his stitched lips. Why was this idiot complicating things further?? Was he really insane? He'd have to complain to the faculty about him. He made to tug the ax and his arm free, but the blade twisted and there was a sudden snap.
For a brief moment, the world muted and moved in slow motion. Flickering little electric light bulbs flashing and twinkling around them as they hung, weightless in the air.
This is it, Sticks thought to himself, eyes closing as he leaned back to accept his fate as the floor rushed up at them, I'm going to die.
There was a shuddering crash, pieces of fake-jewels and prisms scattering across the dance floor, as well as several stitched and now smoldering limbs. The electric that had been wired up to prevent any potential fires from real candles might have produced had succeeded in doing as much... but unfortunately for Christof, the busted wires leaped directly through his conductive chemicals of his Parts, and he kicked and screamed and thrashed his remaining limbs until the circuit it was attached to up above finally flipped.
Sticks, meanwhile, had a rather cushioned fall and a jolt of his own on the Igor's chest.
They lay still for a while as the ring of students closed in, one of Christof's arms slowly crawling it's way back towards the pile of semi-conscious Prom Committee. Slowly, carefully, his hands rose up to sign:
"Good-Game."
And then promptly lay limp again on the mass of dropped chandelier.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 6:26 pm
Shehk's head had turned immediately as Sticks and Christof came spilling out into the floor...and then across..and then up. The Pricolici half retreated out from underneath the mess as it happened to watch. Just...watch. Sticks was screaming, Christof was swinging his axe everywhere, and...
Oh Jack...
Slow motion moment...
Glass everywhere....
Christof's beautiful chandelier! Nooooo!! Even if they weren't the closest of individuals, the patchwork still had handiwork that Shehk was ******** jealous of, and to watch it go everywhere sort of broke her heart.
Shehk slowly crawled in closer before...
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Okay, that sign sort of ruined the tension due to how Looney Toons it felt, but it had still been really intense to see.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 6:26 pm
"WHAT AM I GONNA SAY HEL, HUH? Oh gee golly gosh Mitsu I'm so sorry your boilfriend <******** someone before he met you? Oh wait. I bet you didn't hear that. I bet Shun left that little tidbit out while he was SMEARING my name." She knew Mitsu hadn't told Hel who. Mitsu wouldn't do that. She'd be too worried about causing more drama to the people who admittedly deserved it.
When Hel started pressing against her forehead, Riyo pushed right on back. Invisible sparks were flying. "And don't you think for a second-" The feline started, pointing at Titus much like the valkyrie was. "That he is MY responsibility. If he wants to do stupid s**t and get the brains beaten out of him, it's HIS prerogative! I'm not some cocky defender of justice who claims to know right from wrong. If he's HURTING someone then that SOMEONE is welcome to DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT."
She hadn't wanted to see Mitsu cry... It hadn't been her fault! IT WASN'T HER FAULT MITSU COULDN'T HANDLE THESE THINGS.
Riyo just wanted to get one more good night in. One more good night before she shipped herself off to that place. Looked like that wouldn't be happening though. "You're disappointed in me, then. You know what? Be disappointed. Be ashamed." Riyo grabbed the valkyrie's clothes, not only staring into the eyes of her supposed friend, but looking through them. "If that's what makes you feel better and helps you sleep at night. Because I'm not apologizing. The gates of hell licking at my ankles couldn't pull an apology from these lips. I have nothing to be sorry for."
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