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 Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 8:02 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose really should have been resting, but he was so bored, sitting alone, with nothing to do. He had thought about breaking into visiting Gray's wagon to steal something spy on him talk to him, but decided against it, figuring he needed a break. So, all he did was wander around the halls and such, but he still didn't find anybody to bother or anything to do to amuse himself. Eventually, he decided it would be a good time for a smoke break, but it would be just his luck if he was caught by a teacher with a cigarette out in the halls. So, he entered the boy's bathroom and lit one up, surprised to hear retching coming from one of the stalls. Nasty.
"Are you alright in there?" He asked before taking a puff, wondering what could have caused someone to get so sick. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 8:16 pm
 .:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Morgan emptily blinked a few times, brain scrambling to try to process the noise that just came up. Oh. It was a question. Even though he felt like sh*t, this probably amounted to nothing since he wasn't even ill earlier on. Except now he was. He got queasy from health class. Wasn't that lame?
He shakily took a deep breath to try to reply as best as he could. "Just plain---" Urp. Bile rushed up once more, and by the time he stopped, he attempted to finish what he was trying to say "---peachy...."
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 8:39 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose gasped when he heard that voice, which just forced him into a coughing fit. Ugh. He nearly breathed the blasted thing right in. As soon as he stopped coughing and gagging, he put out the cigarette and tossed it into a nearby trashcan so he could find the stall he was in. He ducked and saw long legs under one, and he recognized those shoes immediately, so he knocked on the door of that stall.
"Morgan, what's wrong? Have you been sleeping with another incubus?" He couldn't help but joke, even though it didn't seem like he was doing too well out the moment. "No, but really, are you sick or something? ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 8:52 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
It took Morgan another moment to realize that the owner of that rather loud and obnoxious voice belonged to Rose. Leaning back against the door in case Rose decided to go all hulk on him and burst through, he frowned and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe at his mouth. His barfing seemed to cease for the moment, and that was good because the thought of health-science flew out of his-- nope, he just thought about it, and now he braced himself for another nasty session.
Augh. How much breakfast did he have in him anyway? Apparently, he didn't have much to spare since it was mainly dry heaving by this point. Oh, right, Rose asked him a question. "Have you been smoking again, Rose? Aren't you worse enough with all that bleeding you have going on?" Morgan deflected the question by simply asking more question, easily smelling the smoke and.... feeling rather nauseous yet again. Greeeaaat.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 9:07 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "I will break that door down," Rose warned him, noticing immediately when Morgan skipped around his questions by asking his own. Well, he probably wouldn't try to break it down, since he was sure Morgan was holding it closed or something now, but he had no problems with hopping over the stall door.
"And it's none of your business whether I smoke or not. Now tell me what's wrong or I'll come in, whether you like it or not." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 9:15 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
See? This was why Morgan had to take extra caution when he was around Rose because who knew what the incubus could do. "Yeesh. I'm just having a little food poisoning. You know how I am. I eat first and check expiration dates later." He whined out, giving himself a good mental pat on the back for coming up with such a valid excuse. It was completely believable too with his love for food.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 9:28 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose frowned, but he couldn't question that. It sounded like something Morgan would do. Something felt a little off about it though. Morgan always lied. Why would he suddenly tell the truth like that? It was only a suspicion though, so he quickly cast it aside.
"Well... Do you need help with anything?" He couldn't even think of how he could help him with food poisoning at all, but he just wanted to make sure that he was fine. He was his puppy and he hated the fact that he was so sick. Maybe he could drag him to a vet or something. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 9:36 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
"Unless you conveniently have ginger ale or water on you so I can wash the taste out, I think I'm good." Morgan mumbled, too tired to speak up, but he needed the distraction because if his brain trailed off, then he wouldn't have to think about-- Bad, Morgan! Bad! "Hey, Rose, do you think you can stick around? Even if we..." He trailed off, trying to think of the nicest way possible to say this. "... don't have the closest relationship, I'd still appreciate some company."
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 9:54 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "Pff, are you kidding me!?" Rose couldn't help but laugh at that. Really? He wanted him to stick around and keep him company? "Nope. Bye!" And he left for the door.
After a few seconds, he came back into the bathroom to tell him, "Just kidding. I would have stayed to bother you whether you wanted me to or not. But I have to say, it's funny that you actually want me around for once." He walked right back over to the stall door and didn't even wait for him to come out on his own. He wasn't kidding with his threat earlier, because he climbed right over the door just to mess with Morgan. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:06 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Rose was just so nice for leaving him. Fine then. Wait, he actually came back? No, he should correct that. Wait, he was actually trying to hop into the stall? He immediately pointed out in order to avoid that awkwardness. "Rose, you do know that the stalls are rather cramped enough as it is with just one person right? Do you honestly want to be stuck with me? While I'm puking?"
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:20 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "Sounds like you're done puking to me. And it's not like I have to go to class, so if you did blow chunks, I could just go take a shower," Rose told him with a wide grin as he sat on top of the stall door. Besides, he would punch Morgan in the face if he puked on him, but he wasn't going to tell him that.
He hopped down into the stall and pretended to shield his face from any vomit. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:26 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ  It wasn't very hard to track Morgan down, to be honest. The girl had only left the classroom when she saw the giant finish his beeline into the bathrooms. Only the trip really took Xochiquetzal some time as she was still drowsy from her previous nap. But, nevertheless, she had dragged herself off towards the restrooms and straight into the men's room without any care for the silly sign that proposed to deny her entry due to something like 'gender'. Really, as mother always said, she was destined to be a perfect being – a hermaphrodite, as some texts said! So, it wasn't 'really' breaking the rules to enter in now when it was very clear she would be granted entry in a few years or so.
Her nose crinkled when she first entered, smelling smoke right away – but, no source... Strange. No Morgan, either.. With a boy that tall, he really had to be hiding to not be seen in such a small room. The only place to hide in a bathroom, of course, was the stalls. She dragged herself up to the first stall and pushed the door open, letting it swing into the wall before rebounding shut again. Not there. She moved to the next and did the same – and then the next. As many as it took until she found one that refused to open. She paused and pushed at it again, jangling the lock. Definitely closed. She looked up as if to see if his head was popping up through the cubicle before calling out, “...Morgan?”
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:37 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Cramped. So. Very. Cramped. Morgan was feeling a little claustrophobic here, but he still managed to try to crack a grin at Rose's attempt at a joke. "Ha. Ha. Now can you get out? It's a bit unhealthy--" Health. Hearts. Auuuuggghhh. No. He couldn't! Rose was in the way, and he had the feeling that he'd end up being abused even if Rose said it was fine. He simply covered his mouth with his hands and made sure to keep his mouth shut,
Morgan heard another person enter the bathroom. It was strange because there were plenty of open stalls so he wasn't exactly sure why said person was browsing through all of them. It was only until he heard a voice call out his name that he was able to pinpoint it down. He grimaced when he forced himself to swallow down the bile in order to answer XochiXicho. "I'm here. What are you even doing in the boy's restroom? If this is about me flaking on whatever you planned, sorry about that, XochiXicho. I'm kind of suffering from food poisoning at the moment. Do you think we can reschedule?"
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:45 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose was very creeped out when he heard someone searching through the stalls. He stalked people for most of his life, so he knew what was creepy. And then he heard her voice. Oh god... If it were some guy that entered the bathroom, he probably would have taken advantage of the fact that Morgan and him were crammed in the same stall to embarrass him, but the moment he heard that female voice, he stiffened with fear. The way she searched the stalls like a creeper didn't help his fear at all. He immediately clung to Morgan, seeing as he couldn't really run away. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:11 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ Oh, that was definitely Morgan. She hummed as she heard him ramble on – though he didn't sound very well. She went to all fours as she waited for him to pause, ducking her head down to peek under the stall door. ...More than Morgan. Yes, there was two in there. He sounded sick and there were now two beings.. in a private location.. Was he – ? No, he was a man. That was impossible. But.. how else did he..? “...Have you been very.. active in manners of fornication, Morgan..? There is a.. possibility.. No.” She stopped as she registered what he said, sitting up and frowning. Xochiquetzal wasn't someone to reschedule. “I refuse. You will remain here, as will I and.. your.. guest..” She leaned back over and glanced inside again – if not his child, then.. Perhaps it was a kidnapper..? Yes, she could see that. A heretic tempting her loyal follower away. She reached her hand under the stall and took hold of the ankle she knew not to be of Morgan. The stranger wouldn't zip away if he were a beast with wings with that security, “...What.. manner of creature are you?”
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