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 Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:46 am
Mot was stopped mid swagger by the hug, hugging back one handedly before looking over the newbies she had gestured to. "Right time?" He asked innocently.
He nodded to Roch, giving the fellow boil a handshake. "Nice to meet you. Nice hair." He said with a wide smile. Still, Lizzy seemed to be up to something.
It seemed Mot was getting drafted by Lizzy.
"I'm always nice." Mot retorted with a haughty look. "I could try. I'm not exactly the best tour guide..." He had only been to Amnity for a short while, after all. "But, I'll look after them for you, my dear~."
The doe eyes worked wonders, it seemed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:51 am
"Really? Thanks!" Roch said to Lizzy. "Really, seriously, thanks!" he added, shaking Mot's hand. "Hey, you're a reaper, too, right? I'm not sure, but I think you might be the first one I've met so far today. What's it like being a reaper here?"
He paused, realizing that he should give an explanation to them both, and tugged on his tag. "Thanks to this I'm guitar-less," he said, figuring that would explain a lot of things.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:55 am
"Yes. A reaper. You too, then?" How wonderful. It was always a pleasure for Mot to meet other reapers. "I find it quite nice. I've had no troubles, thus far. I have made many friends in my short time here."
Mot gave the tag a look over. What was that again? All the new kids had them on. Perhaps it surpressed their powers. "You fight with a guitar? I must say, that is absolutely... awesome."
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 2 20-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:56 am
Who would've thought flipping tables was harder than flipping pancakes? What's up with that!
Artemis looked on in disbelief. He had been beaten! There was no way! He huffed and rolled up his sleeves, folding another table. There was no way that this little punk was going to beat HIM!
...Or maybe he would. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Artemis stormed away from the table flipping game. He may have flipped the tables again, but only 6 times? What a disgrace! He would have to make up for this one, somehow...
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Leipir rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:59 am
I'M SPINNING THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE~ OR IS IT SPINNING ME
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:59 am
"Right time, yes," She kept a straight face before giggling, smiling as Mot took the initiative to talk to the newcomer. She was glad that he was rather reliable-ish and not grumpy; it wouldn't do to give potential students the impression that the school was full of grumpy reapers or something.
"Oh you are!" She nodded, "And awesome too! I'll try to be quick!" Says the person who has terrible stamina - at least she's improving though.
"Why would you be guitar-less due to that?" She couldn't resist asking Roch, tilting her head; it didn't occur to him that he was referring to his guitar as his weapon. When Mot mentioned it, however, her eyes widened and her smile grew, "Oh wow! That is awesome! Wow! I'm sure my guitar can't compare, butttt I'll be back soon with it!"
And then she was off in the direction of the dorms, leaving Mot with three newcomers to entertain.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:06 am
"Yeah, my ax is my scythe," Roch said. "And y'know, you're never without your scythe, so I'm never without my guitar... except now." He shrugged, wondering suddenly if every reaper was as attached to their scythe as he was. "So it's really not that bad? I mean, I haven't seen any of the classes or anything, just played games and eaten stuff. Hey, what are the dorms like? Think they'd mind if I had the guys send over my bed?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:19 am
And then she left him.
Mot might have felt abandoned, but A) He could use this as leverage against Lizzy, and B) he was having fun talking to the other reaper.
All was well.
Mot nodded along with Roch's talk. A reaper's scythe was their livelihood, after all. "The dorms are a bit smelly and musty, but I made do with some sawdust on the floor to spruce up the place. I brought all my own stuff, so I'm sure you could too." Mot had decorated his room completely in coyboil decor, after all.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:30 am
"Ah, I don't got that much stuff, but the guys stole the wrought iron poles especially for me, so it'd be a shame not to have it," he said, grinning happily as he remembered that caper. But he didn't seem inclined to go into it.
"Um... but..." He hesitated, trying to think of how to put it. "Is there really a club in the school this... horrifying in a bad way?" he asked, motioning to the pink atrocity that they were standing at. "If they didn't have cupcakes, I think I'd be running in terror."
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Zyphiris rolled 5 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 4, 3, 2
Total: 12 (5-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:39 am
Hmm, perhaps she couldn't hear her, Edel thought as she wandered over to the last booth. She decided to check for her later, but for now -
Edel stared at the game. Whacking bunnies? Not that she was completely averse to doing so, but the bunny ghoul who was in charge of the booth had been wearing a pitiful look throughout the day as she watched newcomers and students alike take their shots with the mallet. Edel felt guilty as she gripped the end of the mallet, readying herself for the bunnies. Perhaps she should go softer on them? She didn't know how much physical damage she could do in the first place (which was not a lot). Nonetheless, Edel braced herself for what was to come.
This isn't funny, the life of a bunny is at stake! What do you mean they're not alive?
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:44 am
Mot looked over to the booth, raising a brow underneath the brim of his hat. "Yeaaaah. To be honest, I have never heard of such a club until now." Mot replied, scratching his chin. He chuckled though, smirking to Roch. "It will be in my nightmares for a while. I think the cupcakes are a ruse to get into our minds. It is a trap, I say!" He said with drama in his voice, shielding himself with his trench coat. The stall was definitely not entirely boil friendly. Or Mot friendly.
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nekoluch rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:49 am
Form a contract with me and magically win this race! OwO
Levi hadn't took notice of a familiar pink-haired ghoul, even as she ran past her from behind. After finishing her bunny -non-whacking, she looked to the bunny-eared ghoul and offered her back the mallet with a smile as if to say "see? your kin are alright." Real or not- she'd be aggravated too if folk tried beating at likenesses of her tatzel kind.
Decided to stick with the bunny ghoul, the tatzel noticed a few over-fed ...critters... We're 'supposed ta race 'em? She looked to the bunny ghoul for confirmation before placing a bet on one. Guess they sure could use 'a'bit 'a exercise, eh?
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:51 am
Roch started cracking up. "Man, then I'm seriously easy to trap," he said, honest to the core. "Wave some food in front of me and I'll do all sorts of stupid crap. I even let a cheerleader use me as a prop for a bag of cookies. They're gone, now, so don't bother asking," he added quickly. "But I probably shouldn't have admitted that, should I have?" he added a bit belatedly.
"Hey," he said abruptly, "You play any instruments? I've ran into a couple of people that do, and lost Danny somewhere in the crowd, but nobody knows of any music clubs that I could join."
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:56 am
Mot laughed along with Roch. "A way to any boil's heart or attention is always food. In my opinion. Or for me, it's money or a good gamble." He said with a nod. If Roch was sharing his weaknesses, Mot would do the same. No sense in letting him feel exposed.
"No, can't say I do." Said Mot with a short shake of his head. "Gambling and gunslinging are my only so called talents. I'm not opposed to the idea, though. In fact, I will try almost anything once."
Mot tapped his chin before responding again. "Well, I suppose when you get into Amnity, you could try and start a club?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 9:02 am
She ran, jogged and then walked as she finally gave up on the idea of running all the way there and back... Especially with a hard shell guitar case in tow.
"Am back! Looks like the two of you got along~" She sounded like she was a little out of breath, and her cheeks were flushed from rushing but she was grinning as she gently laid down the guitar case on the ground and knelt down beside it. Unlocking the case, she flipped the cover open to reveal its contents - the black acoustic guitar inside was not one she used often, but it was well kept and polished regularly enough; it might just be a little out of tune from lack of use.
"Oh, you might need this?" She dug around her bag to reveal a guitar tuner, one that could be attached to the head stock, before holding it up for Roch with a grin. With her other hand, she removed the guitar from its case before standing up, holding it by its neck, resting the base of its body on her foot.
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