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 Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:51 pm
Amarus was surprised, when she looked up, to see Mot having attempted to shield her from the glass. And smiled internally, but didn't say anything. It was kind of him. At least he'd entered his contact information into her phone for her before the chaos. She didn't personally recognize Christof, but had she, it would likely have been even more confusing. "A little, yeah," she agreed, brushing some stray debris off herself. "...Honestly, I wish I had gotten to climb the chandlier before that happened. Oh, regrets," she said, sighing in exaggeration, smiling.
"Agreed," Amarus followed him quite contentedly, being led by the arm towards the table. MORE PUNCH! The powers that be demanded it! Well, no, not really, but she did like the punch. She wasn't even really sure why. It tasted a mile better than tea at least.
"Thirsty yet?" she teased, getting some punch for herself and tossing another cup into the air to catch it in her palm before holding it out as an offer to refill it for him. "I wonder if they'll keep trying to dance over the glass?" she mused, looking out at the floor.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:51 pm
Lucky came out of hiding to pitifully start cleaning up glass....
even though he happened to cut himself on a lot of it. Sigh.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 7:54 pm
There were more things she had wanted to say to Hel. More vulgar words to be spewed at the reaper in an effort to either sort this out or get fed a knuckle sandwich...
But it looked like neither would happen.
The feline tensed up at the loud crash, her tail frizzing out at the sudden contact from Hel.
That was it.
The sound died seconds after it was born, though it had done more than most sounds are able to do. The aftermath. The turmoil it left behind, all ironically caused by an act of kindness.
Riyo's hands being shoved away felt like a jackhammer breaking through her ribcage. Each expression of disappointment a little needle to the ghoul's heart. There the feline went again, disappointing the vast majority. And there she stood as Hel walked away. On the hill of her broken, empty kingdom. Alone.
She watched silently as the reaper walked away, the air licking at her invisible wounds like salt. The first motion she expressed seconds later was to place a hand over the place where her heart lay like some wounded, dying soldier that had been buried alive.
Her ears drooped, much like her posture, though her eyes stayed wide. One foot lifted to remove a heel, and then the other. Both were sat on the table next to her mask. It looked like she hadn't heard a thing Titus had said after the ghoul left.
The cold floor felt good. Like a pinching sensation to remind the ghoul she was still alive in there somewhere. Maybe it had been a bad idea, because the reminder that she was alive, that Riyo still had a heart in that body of hers somewhere, caused water to flow down her cheeks. "Gonna.. Go now." Go where? She couldn't walk home like this. Bathroom. She was going to hide in the bathroom now. "Bye."
And with that, she ran as fast as her long legs could carry her. It didn't matter who was in her way. She would run them the hell over.
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Lou grew quiet as he watched the exchange continue on, a rather bored look replacing the grin as the duo duked it out with words. And then Riyo was gone. The boil tipped his chair back and watched her charge through the crowd. "Damn. Should've gotten a picture of that. It's not every day you see a cold b***h cry. Maybe a demon got it's wings."
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:01 pm
WHAT A MESS!
The dance floor is covered in electric candles and glass! There's no way you can dance in this mess, everyone will just have to pitch in to help tidy up so festivities (and any last minute slow-dances) can happen!
It seems the Student Council's Igor is currently out for the count.
The OOC The Chandelier's HP is currently 0/75. Help RESTORE it by rolling 1d10 to add that number to it's accumulative growing HP. Please also post the Chandelier's total current total at the bottom of your post, as well as your Minis screen name. Once the thing is fixed, we can rehang it and get back to partying! Cut off is when there's nothing left to tidy or fix! You can roll a total of 2 times!
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:04 pm
Hel stomped her way across shards of glass and back to the punch table. If she had been a different ghoul, she’d probably be ecstatic that she had just delivered a verbal smack down on Riyo, and probably would be patting herself on the back for making the hard a** ghoul tear up, but no. It was very much an empty victory that left a bad taste in the ghoul’s now dry mouth.
Punch would fix this, she wanted to believe, so she made a bee line for it. The ghoul planted a heavy hand on the table, jostling it as she snatched a cup and tossed it back like it was nothing. She let the cup drop back down to the table, empty, muttering heatedly in a foreign tongue as she grabbed another one and started to chug it as well.
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Sosiqui rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:06 pm
Malodore hurried over to Christof's side, glancing worriedly for a certain mindflayer before approaching the patchwork. "Christof? Merde-" It quickly brushed a number of crystal pieces to the side to clear some space. Cleaning? No, not intentionally.
It just happened.
HP: 6/75
SN: Sosiqui
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:08 pm
Mot offered a worried expression rather than a smile. He wasn't so sure wishing to have had a chance at climbing the chandelier was all that great, considering its fate. "I suppose you will have to settle for tire swings and tree branches." No glorious piece of lighting for Amarus. Mot caught the cup with a smile and filled up some punch for himself. "Thirsty enough." He replied, taking a sip. "I should hope not. That would be brainless and painful." Sure enough a gnome seemed to be handling the clean up, nodding to him as if giving a toast to the hard working little guy. "I'm sure it will be up and running soon enough." The dance floor, that is. Should he help? Normally he'd run to the aid of others, but that night Mot just wasn't feeling himself. "Should we help?" He asked Amarus instead. Just then he saw Hel come stomping through the glass on the floor, beelining for the punch. His eyes widened, his mask still slid back from his face. She was drinking back that punch like a ghoul on a mission. "Hel? Don't tell me you have a terrible addiction.. Just what is in the punch?" He could tell she was pissed though, or at least not well. He fidgeted before putting down his cup. "Um, Hel? This here is my friend Amarus." Maybe he could get her mind off things. "Amarus this is Hel. She's a formidable warrior, so I thought you two should meet."
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Sosiqui rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:09 pm
Anna, on the other hand, had screamed and dived under a table when the chandelier fell. She lifted the tablecloth again with a shaking hand, crawling out from underneath and staring at the horrible mess. The witchling inched as far away from the creepy patchwork as she could before she started herding up a few bits of shattered crystal with her feet, kicking up a small pile...
HP: 8/75
SN: Sosiqui
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LP rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:12 pm
Willow's tail thrashed as she walked out of the murder mystery room covered in glitter. Her eyes were narrowed and she was looking for who in the world arranged that. When she noticed Christof under the chandelier.
There was a pause for the moment. Her ears flicked back. Fine, she moved to help, but only because she wanted to choke whoever set the crystal ball to do that. There was no way she was getting all of that out of her fur.
Actually, for the moment she'd forgotten about poor Kiwi too, there was no tellings what the horseman thought of this.Chandelier's HP: 10/75 SN: LP
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:16 pm
Siobhan had been here and there, hob knobbing or maybe just eating a lot of food. When the chandelier came down the banshee screeched and hid under a table, peeking out as people began to clean it up.
Oh no! How would they dance with all that glass there!?
The banshee huffed and grabbed a napkin from a table, slowly picking up pieces of glass from the floor.
SN: BritaLee
HP: 13/75
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Bilious rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:24 pm
Christof groaned, tossing Sticks to the side as he sat up, blinking blearily. It took a moment to realize what was surrounding him. His eyes widened, face contorting frantically...  Noooo... maybe he could still fix it. Whimpering he glanced up to Malodore, shoving his severed arm into the plague doctor's talons before frantically using his remaining limbs to try to fix the wiring. ((Points delivered to here)) HP: 16/75
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Nio Love rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:25 pm
The crash made Riley stop in her tracks, and she turned to look at the wreckage, both eyebrows slowly raising upward at the sight. There was a cleaning effort going on, but all Riley did was shove a few pieces of crystal away with her foot.
I hope he's all right. She murmured indifferently to Jericho. Do things like this happen often around here..?
HP: 20/75
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Eight rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:26 pm
Ugh. They needed to get this cleaned up, but this dress really wasn't made for that. Junko sighed, bending down as much as she was able to get to work on cleaning up the gnome's mess.
Yes, she blamed Sticks for this. Poor Christof was simply doing as she had told him to do.
HP: 26/75
Eight
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:26 pm
"Yes and no. We are kinda disaster prone though," Jericho replied. It was for better and for the worse really. If he had the use of his wings, he would blow some shards away, but it was too risky to do that right now. So instead, he kicked some of the larger chunks towards the middle. HP: 32/75 Blade kuroda
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:27 pm
Murder! Mayhem! Chaos!
Pickles painted some of the chandelier lights bright colors.
This, surprisingly, helped cheer it up a little.
HP: 37/75
SN: Toshi
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