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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:36 pm
Liv carefully explained the Milk Bottle booth and how people would be able to receive the antidote. She blushed a little at the part where the kissing came in, silently cursing Komui for his antics, "So....yeah. That's what's going on..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:44 pm
Chaoe seemed okay with this news. Until the kissing came up. A very Kanda-esque look fell upon his/her face.
(10 years old and there's a chance she'll be having her first kiss. My baby gonk )
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:56 pm
Kiah was happy that there was an antidote ready, as Komui usually never thought that far ahead or the potion would eventually wear off. When he heard about the kiss however, his face started to turn red in anger. He'd already ended up losing his first kiss during the Christmas party, but he still hated having it forced on him like this.
"Is this like Christmas, where you can kiss someone of the same gender on the cheek if you win?" Kiah decided it wouldn't hurt to ask, but if the answer was negative he'd definitely be waiting. He felt it would be way too awkward.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:00 pm
Liv sighed and gave Kiah a very grave look with the shake of her head. She had been instructed that the only way for the remedy to be transferred was through lip-to-lip contact. While Liv was normally giddy with evil antics just like Komui, this time was the opposite. Now she was being forced to participate too, and she didn't like the taste of her own medicine very much. She couldn't wait for her turn as the booth attendant to be over, although she would still have to face someone else if she wanted her own gender to be changed back.
"Anyone wanna give it a go..?" she asked.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:06 pm
((I'm doing good, Kiah~))
"...You have got to be kidding me."
Mizaka pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Of all the stupid and embarrassing things that could happen to him on this day...
Jack couldn't hold it in. A burst of loud laughter erupted from him after listening to Liv's explanation. He was soon silenced with the curtesy of Mizaka's bat.
"I...would like to see what the outcome would be before I start participating in this game..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:15 pm
Kiah shuffled his feet, really wanting to go back to normal, but he'd decided to wait and he was sticking to that. "Sorry Liv, but it's just... It would be really weird... I'm gonna wait for a bit..." Heaving a sigh, he went over to the refreshment table to grab some punch, giving Jack a kick to the shin on his way.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:19 pm
"Well...suit yourselves, it makes no difference to me," she leaned on the counter and rested her head on her folded arms.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:21 pm
Chaoe followed Kiah, staring up at the older, now male's, hair. He blinked a few times, suprised at the shortness since his hair hadn't changed in length. He pulled a bit at his own hair and stared at it with a pout. He was a boy now but he still looked very much like his girl self. The thought wasn't very welcoming.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:36 pm
Kiah grabbed a glass of punch and ruffled his hair, already missing his long ponytail enough to wish for spiked punch. He instantly thought better of it when he spotted Chaoe behind him, pouting a bit. "What's up Chaoe?"
Kiah looked over at Liv who was leaning over the counter, calling out to him. "Hey Liv, do you want anything from over here while you wait?"
(( Oh my gosh Chaoe! I love your sig! <3 ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:36 pm
Mizaka began to drum his fingers on the counter. Seeing that no one else was willing to step forward first, he sighed and turned to face Liv.
"Guess I'll just have to be the first unlucky schmuck to do this. Let's get this over with..."
"I knew this party was going to be entertaining," said Jack as he rubbed his sore head and shin.
"Shut up before I hit you in the lower regions."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:41 pm
"Nah...I'm alright," she replied to Kiah first, then looked at Mizaka.
Standing up, she cleared her throat, "Step right up, step right up! Knock over all the milk bottles and receive your remedy!" she had a mock carnival worker voice. Grabbing three baseball-sized balls from a tub, she started tossing them around in her hands before holding one out to Mizaka.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:48 pm
(Thank you Kiah~<33)
Chaoe looked up at Kiah, cheeks flushing. "I still look like a girl. The only thing that's really different is my voice." His eyes watered a bit, "Your hair shortened, why didn't mine?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:56 pm
"That's it, then? Just knock over the bottles and I'll be back to normal?" Mizaka grinned as he took the ball from Liv's hand. "Piece of cake." He held the ball for a moment. Blue energy began to emmit from his palm and onto the ball, covering it completely. Mizaka raised the ball and was about to throw when Jack began to make "tsk tsk" noises.
"Using your powers? Really?" He crossed his arms and gave Mizaka a disappointed look. "I'm pretty sure that's cheating."
"What? Who cares about that?!" Mizaka glared at the Spirit. "All I need to do is knock the bottles down! It doesn't matter how I do it!"
"I'm sure Liv will say it differently," said Jack before turning towards Liv and waited for an answer.
((Jack loves pushing Mizaka's buttons~))
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 9:01 pm
Soma picked up the note and eyed each word carefully. Noting the color combination. That time of the year already.... He shrugged his shoulders for no one to see and grabbed his coat while heading for the door. His pace was several degrees below brisk. No rush. He realized he was slightly parched and quickened each step, relishing the idea of a serving of punch.
After some time, he had arrived. During his travels, he had removed his coat and slung it over one shoulder. Luckily, a path had been laid out for him, leaving no room for getting lost. He saw the doors to the ballroom and approached them, almost cautiously. Once he reached the door, he pushed one open with his free hand. Soma heard a noise and then felt something hit his shoulder. His feet stopped in place and he turned his head to see the nuisance. A dart stuck out of his coat. He plucked the projectile from his garment and examined it. To the tailor, yet again this week. His attention was then drawn to the device above the door. "Hmph." He didn't feel any effects. The dart was seemingly stopped by something in his coat's pocket. He looked around and saw that occupants of the room looked...off. Everyone seemed well enough. He shrugged his shoulders again and reached his conclusion easy enough. Soma wasn't one to chance missing a good time. He pulled up his shirt on one side, exposing his skin. He plunged the needle into his oblique and exhaled.
A warm sensation flooded his body. After the feeling had abated, he walked towards the punch bowl to quench his thirst. Soma could feel his chest swaying more with his gait. The closer he got to the drinks, the tighter his clothes seemed to fit. He grabbed a drink and moved the cup towards his lips. His forearm brushed something in front of him. He looked down to see what it could be. His eyes informed him that he now had a bust, and wider hips. His eyebrows raised in surprise. He mentally shrugged it off. The new addition to the fairer race placed "his" cup on the table. "He" then loosed his tie and unbuttoned his top two buttons.
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