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 Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:17 am
Colche smiled as she watched Tristan leave. She didn't quite understand why he was sorry so she simply shrugged it off "byes!" she puurrs turning back to the party at hand and a few more furry and scaly faces she recognised. Or as least her nose recognised. They had changed since she had last seen them. Thom was looking decidedly snakey and antony was excessively fuzzy. She couldn't help but grin at that. She knew antony was a tough lady, being put int he cute fuzzy regeme, seemed ironic, even to Colche.
Leaning against one of the tables she gave a little yawn watching people talk all around her. She thought maybe she had upset Tristan. She'd have to find somone more fuzzy to talk to next time. New people really were weird.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:20 am
He nodded after Miller as the normie fled the scene, quickly losing interest in his plight in favor of the scantily clad squirrel woman... Even if their last meeting hadn't been on the best of terms. "Ahh, I've 'ad enough lately without addin' a black eye to th' mix, thanks. We'll save that punch f' someone else, shall we?" He groped over the table as if to grab his bottle, realized Antony still had it, and let his hand fall. "Stunnin' costume. 'Aven't any idea who y'are, but it suits you. Better than mine, any'ow."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:31 am
"It'd bring out the color of your eyes," Antony offered with a smirk, nose twitching absently at the multitude of smells wafting about the room. At his compliment, her tails swished in a pleasant, alluring manner.
"Thanks Cindy. I'm Satine from Moulin Rouge," she waved her hand, "It fit with my tails perfectly, and not too much fabric to add to the island's ******** heat."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:37 am
His stomach finally settled, Richard rentered the halloween tent. The party had definitely started hopping while he was away. People were dancing and there were far more people here than RIchard had ever seen on the island.
He noticed Colche and tossed a smile her way while enroute to the drink table.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:40 am
"Per'aps if my eyes were still th' color they should be," he replied with a grimace. "'Aven't seen it," he admitted, shrugging and taking a moment to watch the multitude of tails. "But I'll take your word for it. This damn thing's 'orrible, but I'm zapped if I try t' take it off." He paused briefly, glancing down at the flowing skirt. "...Wonder what they'd do if I 'altered' it."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:47 am
Colche's ears tipped forwards as Richard entered and she beamed brightly. He had changed. She always considered the first change a good thing. She liked to see what people would be come. Even if it wasn't always obvious.
She was rather confiused by the older gentlmans attie and by his new extra appendages but she gave a shrug, let it slide and bounded on over to Richard. "Richard!" she puurrs happily those baby blue eyes grinning as she greeted the old guy. She liked richard, he liked chocolate cake and was more than willing to picknic in the cafeteria which made him a nice person. She had never had a grandad but she did know what one was. If she had a grandad,s he would definately want it to be richard he was such a cheery bloke.
"Happy halloweens" she giggles looking over his costume with curiosity written on ehr face.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:52 am
"Alter it how?" The woman asked, a curious expression finding its way onto her face as she reached towards the drinks to pour herself a shot of vodka to keep herself occupied and pleasant. "Why don't you just try?" She suggested calmly. In reality, she wanted to see him get zapped, but he didn't need to know that.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 11:59 am
"Enough tha' I can walk, f' one," he mumbled, following her motions towards the new bottle. Reaching over once she had fixed herself the glass, he plucked the bottle from the table and simply kept the lot, taking a long drink and pulling a face afterwards. Setting it back down, he reached for the hem of the skirt and, without much difficult, tore a slit from the bottom to about even with his knee. When there was no resulting shock, he began the awkward process of tearing it around while trying to prevent it from getting much shorter.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:01 pm
Miller slipped back out from the bathroom this time with out his hood on figureing it didn't make a diffrince if people saw he wasn't some half animal thing. Carefully picking his way around tables and the other guest he made his way back in time to hear Thom mention something about being 'zapped' and altering the dress. Once he got closer again he started to take a closer look at Antony trying to figure out just how many tails where waveing around behind her.
"Was that suapossed to happen? The whole... tails thing? And whats this being zapped thing?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:03 pm
Disappointed when there was no resulting shock, Antony took her shot back with a sigh. Her eyes remained steady on the snakeman, and widened when she saw the strange lopsided legs under the fabric. She couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, which Antony covered up with a fake cough, as if she had choked on her shot.
"What are you becoming?" The albino asked warily.
Her eyes narrowed as the normal one returned, and she turned to him with a sugary sweet muzzle. "Supposed to happen? Since when is a tail supposed to happen on a human hmm...?" In contrast to her expression, her voice had a sharp edge to it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:08 pm
Richard's grin grew wider as the Cheetah girl bounded up to him. "Happy Halloween to you to, Princess." He gave a little wink. "I'd like you to meet my friends. This is Brutus." The left sock puppet wiggled on its little arm. "And this is Cassius." The other sock puppet wiggled with its little paper knife.
"Would her highness like a Sherly Temple?" Richard gestured to the drinks table. The Cheetah girl was as usual a pleasure to be around.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:12 pm
Thom glanced up briefly as Miller returned, but almost immediately returned his attention to his work. It would be hard enough doing this sober. Fuzzy as his head was right now, he was sure it wouldn't be difficult to slip up and trim the skirt too short. "There're chips in our necks," he replied without looking up. "They can shock us, or knock us out, or a number of other things with a word."
With Antony's question, his face darkened, tail coiling around the ankle of his good leg as he tore another strip from the dress. "Cobra."
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:18 pm
Miller glared back at Antony, "Well if where turning in to animals what damn animal has 7 some odd tails growing off it? Can't even ask a simple question..."
He turned to Thom now frowning and rubbing at that back of his neck. "Sabin only put a needle in my arm, I don't recall anything happening to my neck unless he came by over night and did something to me..." The thought of some one sneaking around pokeing him with needles at night made this all the more unplesent.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:22 pm
Colche beamed as richard called ehr princess and she did a cute little curtsey which she had been practasing quite alot recently to make sure she got it right, just the way cinderella did it. Looking between the two puppets Colche giggled "Brustus, cassius" she smiles and nods to them with a little grin. How strange Richards outfit was, and his changes, to say the least were unusual. Still, she didn't dwell she was just glad to be around a friendly face.
"Shirly Temple?" Colche tilted her head curiously, she truely didn't know what one of those was. "Wassat?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:24 pm
The party had been going on for quite some time when Marshall, dressed up as The Penguin, escourted young Amaya into the room on his arm.
Marshall looked around enthusiastically. He couldn't believe how many people where here!
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