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 Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:29 pm
After attacking the boo buster Honor looked around to see that the two-legged beings helping out. It wouldn't be a problem for her except.... She saw a familar face. "You! What are you doing here?" It was the one that had said no to her. What was his name again? Aw yes She thinks it was Roach or something like that. "Listen here Roach! I will step on you, if I had legs that is." She was so mad right now.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:33 pm
Herryk's lower lip jutted out as he knelt on the ground, clasping the wound in one hand as he shot the couch a dirty look before glancing at Mort. It appeared that Mort had grown a pair of wings.
>:
"Did Freya bite Herryk?"
He was pretty sure she had.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:36 pm
Record? Mot knew Roch was into some bad stuff, but nothing like records and stuff. Mot turned, giving the punk a rather bewildered expression with a arced brow raised high. "What's that suppsoed to mean?" Warning shwarnings. Roch was a freind. "I don't even let my mother decide who I can hang out with. Who says you get any say?"
Mot's attention went toward a fuzzy floating thing that was apparently addressing Roach, since it was floating right by them. But.. was it? "A roach? Don't step on it, what if it's a student in natural form?"
Are you sure Mot isn't blond?
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:38 pm
((Entering from Domain of Space))
As the pain from burning and freezing to death dissipated she found herself waking up in a new place. How had she gotten here? Her body no longer hurt, which was a wonderful change considering what she had just been through. Circe found herself a little disappointed that she died from such an attack and never had even gotten the chance to kick someone in the tail end. Oh well. She would get her revenge later.
Trying to stand up now she gazed around the room noticing a large barricade of.. couches? What was going on here? Her face showed her utter confusion at the situation as she stepped closer to the group of students that were huddling around behind the couches. "What in the world is going on?" She said more to herself then anyone else.
Taking the chance to gaze up over the couches, Circe noticed white puff balls floating through the air on the other side. Holy jackdonalds! She thought to herself as her jaw dropped open. Quickly she dropped down to sit on her butt, her legs pulled tightly against her chest, arms laying haphazardly around her. "This... Is... It has to be.... I really am dead." Circe said with wide eyes, unable to believe that what was happening around her was actually real.
HP: 30/30
Status: Lost her mind.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:42 pm
Freya popped out from above Mort's head, looking enraged. "ONLY BECAUSE YEH SAT ON ME AND MADES ME PASS OUT-oops-"
She snuck behind Mort again. Maybe Herryk hadn't seen her there. Yelling. Straight at him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:44 pm
Honor looked at the other being and froze. She couldn't believe what she just heard.
"You mean you freaks and turn into nasty insects?"
She shurdded.
"Just more proof that you all are freaks."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:45 pm
"That's the ghost imitation that kept hitting on Moure," Roch explained. "Ignore it. But I'm serious here, man--" Although he DID get a bit irritated by being called roach. This showed in the dirty look he shot Honor before turning back to Mot. "I don't want people getting dragged into my problems. Jackin' boogies are ruthless when they want to be."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:47 pm
Herryk rose to his feet and crossed his arms over his chest. It took a long moment of hard staring at the wings and the blonde head that dipped behind Mort's back before Herryk moved.
He reached out and grabbed a cushion from the couch, tearing it apart before dumping the stuffing on the floor. From the fabric he made a makeshift skirt, tying it around his waist snugly before looking loftily at Mort.
"Herryk would like Mort to please take a message for Freya." He cleared his throat. "Please tell Freya that the next time she bites Herryk, Herryk will bite back." That being said, the draugr stomped off. Well, stomp-limped. Gimped.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:49 pm
That sounded like a challenge.
Freya watched him walk away, and patted Mort on the shoulder affectionately, before hurling herself at Herryk full force, and jumping on his back.
"AIYA! NOBODY BITES LIKE FREYA BITES."
And yes, she started gnawing on him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:51 pm
((Entering from boo base))  "AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW YEEEEEEEEEEAH NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL A PAR-TAY!"That's right. Fireboo was still around. And he just found the couch domain. "TIME TO KICK UP THE HEAT AND AMP. IT. UUUUP!" he cried out while throwing his little nubbings up into the air to 'raise the roof'. "Say. You look like you like it hot, so COME ON. BOUNCE TO THE BEAT!" he chimed out to Mot. He might have noticed his face. Maybe.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:55 pm
It hit on Moure? Roch's teammate? Uh.... ew? Mot made a face of discomfort, eyeing the fuzzy looking blob wearily before turning to Roch again. Ignore it he shall. Or try to. If Roch said so.
"I get it, you're afraid for me." Mot managed to say, rubbing his shoulder. "But you're my friend. I can't just ignore you, and you can't make me." Even if he got hassled by Boogeymen, people Mot looked up to and admired. He liked his friends. A lot. "So don't tell me I have to stay away. I just won't do it. Never. Especially if we make it out of this." He loved his friends. So much. There was no way, after losing them that he could fathom not seeing them.
Now, Mot was doing his best to ignore the fuzzy thing, but now a red fuzzy thing was IN HIS FACE.
Mot yelped, staggering backward and almost tripping. "Whatisthat?!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:56 pm
Seiji, have been there a while now, was a little concerved that he'd failed to notice Herryk, Freya, and Roch's mutual state of undress. Though, baring that he too was down to scraps of fabric covering the essential bits, it was not outside the realm of possibilities that he simply hadn't thought anything of it, all other things considered. Like the fight on the screens, and Jove turning up out of the blue, The pup in question was tucked under the ghost boil's arm regardless of whether or not he was still snarling and trying to bite anything within jaw range, then turned to stare at the others around him. A question struck him then, and he turned Mot with a puzzled frown on his face. "What is it you all were fighting? That they're still fighting?" He hadn't seen anything like that beast in the house, and aside from the hunters, all the monsters that had attacked them on the battlefield had been.. laughable. Glowing eyes narrowed at the new boo zooming down to harass them, and he was really tempted to back hand the thing away. His question to the reaper was important, damn it. HP: 34/40 Action: ... Boss HP: No clue.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:59 pm
Roch stared at the poorly decal'd boo blankly. "I think it's an imitation foxfire?" he finally offered. "Or someone that has way too much time on their hands... flames? Seriously?" he asked, only to look up as Seiji asked Mot a question.
"What IS it?" he asked, chiming in. "Why is it attacking both us and those human bastards?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 3:00 pm
Circe was still lost in losing her marbles that she hadn't noticed the naked man-boy-thing and his friends fighting just feet away from her. However, that all changed when she noticed him walking--limping-- his way in front of her line of sight. If it was even possible her eyes went wider then they had been before and she found herself choke on a breath of air.
She must be dead. Surely something that hot could not be real. And low and behold he was in a skirt like thing. Seriously?! Circe calmed herself down and stopped making goo-goo eyes at him as she stood up once more. She quickly walked over to the large draugr, trying her best not to smile like some fan girl. However her happiness was short lived as a flying blonde jumped on his back and began biting him. Was this his ghoulfriend? Or just some psycho girl vying for his attention?
Either way she was going to make sure she had, had her chance with him. "Hello." She said with a smile to the boil, obviously getting her flirt on now. "My name's Circe."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 3:01 pm
"What is that? Why only the hottest boo in TOWN!" said Fireboo a little indignantly, "And just look at all the lovely hot folk around tonight. Are you all ready to DANCE. I SURE AS HELL AM."Spinning around, he began to sing. "ITS GETTING HOT IN HERE. SO TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CL-"He stopped as he stared at Herryk, Freya, and a few others. "Oh. You're already one step ahead of me. WELL ALL THE BETTER!" he said delightfully before peering at the valkyrie. Wait! He knew her! "And if it isn't the hotwings lady from before! See? WHAT DID I TELL YA! GOTTA KEEP UP DA HEAT."
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