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 Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:44 pm
The sack of potatoes that was Mac merely looked on as she started to rage. Wow, all that energy...he wished he had all of that energy. Envy-stricken or not she wasn't free from his, well, himself, especially as she started going Ohh, Mac. Ohhh.
"I know I'm good, but Lady, I've got a ghoulfriend. I'm sorry, but you've gotta let me go."
Aaaaand then cue the sliding down further in his chair, realizing that she was about to burst from an emotion that was decidedly not pleasure. "WHOA GHOULY, KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON!" He yelled, though...she was right. It was hot in here...
Jack, he wished he was a little cooler...
Temperature wise, anyway.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:49 pm
All of the sudden, Shun heard Freya shouting nearby. It sounded like she needed to chill. Though, it did make him wonder what got her so riled up in the first place. Curious. Well in any case, he didn't think about it too much because his partner had arrived! "Oh, no worries," he said calmly, "I'm Shun. And yes, I am ready. It's a nice night tonight isn't it?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:57 pm
"Mrrrr, sorta . . ." Gnomeish antics aside, he had had fun whacking him some hunters, and the prize winning was nice; he had a slight regret that he hadn't thought to bring a minipet to the little area they had, but then again his particular ones seemed to enjoy the confines of his room more than anything else. Mort squinted at the reaper for a moment, willing his vision to get less spotty as he put his glasses back on. "Think . . . Th-Think recognize from somewhere," he said after a moment. "M-Maybe from trips? Mrr. N'way, came with date?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:10 pm
"UGH!" Freya banged her fists on the table, and briefly considered flipping it over Mac as he spoke. "I KNOWS yeh gots a ghoulfriend, yeh little s**t, not that I cares. My boil's a thousand times sexier than yeh anyway, and he doesn't keep me WAITING LIKE YOU DID!"
And then she did flip the table, but to the side, instead of at Mac. The contents of the table crashed on the floor, but she stormed over and grabbed Mac by the collar, trying to lift him up off his chair. "COME ON, WE'RE GOINGS TEH SETTLES THIS LIKE MEN RIGHT NOW!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:19 pm
Only sort of? Well that was a shame to say in the least. "Ah well maybe your night will pick up then. I've been having a rather pleasant time myself. And aah... possibly? I kind of recognize you as well. Vaguely," Shun nodded, taking a moment to recall where he had seen Mort. Yes, he could sort of remember him back at the haunted house trip. "And I have. She's right over there in fact," he replied while motioning to where Mitsu sat, "And yourself?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:21 pm
"So why're you----" Suddenly, the table was gone and he was jostled to his feet. Unfortunately, it didn't help the queasy feeling in his stomach, and suddenly the usually tanned boil looked rather green.
He wished he had her drive. He'd give anything to not feel this bad! And that blind rage! Damn... Sadly, he just gripped her arm, trying to pull her hand off of him."G-gonna be sick..." He warned her, instead of being any sort of worried over the manhandling and the beating he was being promised. One more jostle...
Jack, he was warm. So...so warm...
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:29 pm
Freya dropped him like a bad habit, taking a step away and looking at him fearfully. "Sick? Yehr sick? Why didn't yeh tells me! Ugh.. yeh better not have mades me sick, yeh little s**t.." She rubbed her neck as beads of sweat started to drip down her skin, and reached up to pluck at the front of her dress, pulling it forward repeatedly to get some air between her and the fabric.
"I mean, really, don't yeh thinks it's too hot in this room? What I wouldn't give for a fountain, or even a nice ice sculpture.. something.."
Cricket's water spray would have felt like heaven on her, now.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:34 pm
He hit the ground as gracefully as the sack of potatoes he currently took after, coughing as though about to hurl. When nothing came up he struggled back to his feet, but not before levelling a lingering stare at her while he was on all fours.
"Could always try to drown you." He offered helpfully, staring at her dress and the way she fanned herself with it. Nnngh he'd kill for that. He wasn't as warm as she was, but damn...he didn't want to be in this suit either.
"nnnstay." Suddenly, he threw off his jacket, threw it at her feet, and then...left her...?
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:43 pm
For all the anger inside of her, she couldn't be angry at the threat. She wanted to be drowned. It would have felt so good right about now. "I wish," She growled, before tugging at her skirt, pulling it higher. Her feet were sweating, and it was disgusting - so off came her heels, which she pulled off one by one and literally flung at Mac's back. It didn't seem to deter him from leaving, however, and she let out a warrior's cry before running at him, and toppling him down with a leap from behind.
"YEH DON'T LEAVES UNTIL THE BELL RINGS, SUCKER!" She howled, pinning him down onto the ground.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:44 pm
Following Shun's gesture, Mort espied the werewolf and several seconds later recognized both her and her boil friend at once; it also sorta helped that the spots were beginning to go away. "Yes, from trips n' stuff!" he exclaimed, triumphant with the realization. "W-Were on same team n' haunted house, with cat ghoul methinks. N' with Hunter n' forest, I'd been behind for beginning." This wouldn't make a normal person excited to remember, but this was just evidence to Mort that his brain wasn't deteriorating as fast as he thought it was.
As far as coming with a date, well . . . "Stag," he replied with a tiny shrug. "Is easier, methinks. Can barely k-keep self on schedule, if have someone else can be confusing." Though if he had someone as pretty as Shun's ghoulfriend, well, it'd be much easier really. Probably. But that was the short version and he was sticking to it.
"Er, play games yet? Which liked best?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:51 pm
"That is correct," Shun nodded, "You... were with several girls if I recall?"That sounded about right as far as the field trip went. As for Mort's answer to his own question, that sounded fair enough. The guy seemed to be a little on the frazzled side. Maybe. It was hard for the Reaper to tell, but it was all good either way. "I haven't really played any of the games. They don't really strike my fancy," he said. Not that he.. played games in general to begin with. "Have you met many others at this event?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:57 pm
Almost there, almost there. So close to the solution so close---oh hey, was that the floor? It was. It was rushing to meet him! How nice! ...Wait...Freya was yelling something again.
"I'LL RING YOUR BELLS, WHOREBAG!" Mac howled right back, struggling in her grasp. He wrestled with her, at least fighting hard enough to get her off of him and to get back to his feet. One good kick to her stomach was a hopeful deterrent as he ran to his initial destination; the refreshment table.
He tried to focus on what he was there for but alas, the hellbitch was on his heels and his movements were a little less than coordinated. Either way, a cup filled with the punch was grabbed, and lobbed right at her head.
It was time for Freya to cool her tits.
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 9:01 pm
Freya most assuredly followed him, ready to run the ******** into him again, and this time kick him down where the sun would never shine again. Before she could capture him, a splash hit her face, and she let out a hissing sound. It wasn't necessarily anger, because the cold liquid felt so good on her hot skin, and in her mouth, and dribbling down her throat..
..and down into her stomach, and through her digestive tract, and all the way until her legs clamped up underneath her, and she stared wildly at Mac.
He'd managed to cool her down all right. She looked meek as a mouse, and ready to puddle right there on the floor.
"I.. I gotta.. I gotta.."
Her face pinched up and her throat closed, unable to say the words that would free her from his tyranny.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 9:02 pm
All hell was breaking loose it seemed. Mitsu looked away from her partner to see what was going on. The yelling voice had seemed familiar and she soon found the Valkyrie and another familiar reaper going at it?
"Mac?....Freya?" Mitsu stood from her table her eyes glancing over to see that Shun was still calmly sitting at his table. What a good boy he was being.
"What has gotten into you two?" Mitsu demanded, a hand coming to rest on her hip as she stood there directing her attention to Mac and Freya. "Cut it out and calm down." It was not a request.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 9:04 pm
It was a marvel Mort could hear his question at all, what with the yelling going on. "Lotsa," he answered with a nod. "N-Not ghouls today, but other people. N' some ghouls. Both ghouls n' boils." Jack, it was getting hard to think -
- and then he heard someone call Freya a whorebag, at which he couldn't help but whip his head around with a frown. "Er . . . you 'kay?" he asked the now heelless valkyrie, thoroughly confused and with ringing ears.
Wait, he was supposed to be asking Shun the questions. The zomboil turned back to him quickly before it looked like he was ignoring the reaper. "None strike fancy? Guess don't play video games . . . What d-does strike fancy then?"
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