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 Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 10:32 pm
The egg that was sent back to the male had exploded on contact with his feet; however, he clearly looked like he had been exploded on several times, seeing how he simply let it explode instead of trying to dodge the returning egg. After the fifth egg, he stopped, floating down to the ground, standing in front of the ghoul.
"Not bad. 2 eggs dodged, 1 egg returned," He was grinning under that hood of his as he held up four fingers, "Alright kid, 4 questions. I'll answer them... To the best of my ability." Who knew what that meant, "4 questions, no more, no less."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:01 pm
The reaper pushed herself back up to her feet, ready for another round of exploding eggs. She was wary as the figure came to stand before her, her spear held out defensively, until he laid down his terms. She blinked. Only…four questions? The reaper lowered her spear…only by a little bit, as she bit her lip.
Okay…four questions…
Don’t ask if he was a Trick or Treater…that’d be a waste! He probably was…
“Okay. One. What are trick or treaters? Two. How do you become one? Three. Do you think I would be suited for trick or treating…and four. Do you get paid in minis or seeds?”
Please let it be seeds.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 6:54 am
"Trick or treaters are people who trick or treat, mostly the former," He replied, sitting down on an invisible chair, one leg crossed over the other, "And you become one through various ways, the easiest being asking someone already in the field to mentor you... Or someone might scout you out, and recruit you, if you catch their eye."
He eyed the ghoul up and down, clearly judging her, "Anyone can be a trick or treater, and you don't seem like the kind of kid to listen to what I think anyway. Figure it out yourself, lazy bones." The last question caused him to laugh, a grin splitting across his face, "We get paid in seeds, kid, but the official pay Jacking sucks... Let's just say that some of us are better off than others due to reasons."
He then floated upwards, and walked to a branch of the tree in the enclosure. Sitting down, he leaned against the tree trunk, "4 questions up. Now get off my Jacking lawn, kid."
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:45 am
Okay…as Rage seemed to sit, Hel’s spear lowered, and eventually she dismissed it and rested her hands on her hips. The ghoul made a sour face as he answered her first question…okay…not super helpful. Hyde actually gave her more than info than that…and that was something. Her nose wrinkled as he went on, and she huffed as he called her lazy bones. She was anything but lazy, okay? A look of relief crossed her face as he said they got paid in seeds though. So what if it wasn’t a lot? Hel didn’t care…she was just glad it wasn’t minis.
Hel watched as he floated up then and rested on a branch of the tree. While she was grateful so his time…that didn’t stop her from being a little smart a**. “Uh, sir, this is a public park…” She raised a brow. “…If I have more questions, I can come back and ask, ya? I will play more of these games, okay?”
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:22 am
"Uh, kid, you should really look into the major stockholders of this public park," He pulled down his hood, clearly getting ready for a nap as he put his arms behind his head, "Do I hear more questions? I said 4 questions, kid, not 6. Now run along." He waved a hand in her direction.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:28 am
Hel wanted to ask what stock holders were…but in favor of not looking stupid, she didn’t ask.
She huffed. “Oh fine.” She turned, and looked like she was going to start walking before she paused and looked back over her shoulder at the figure. “…Thanks…elder.” She stared at him for a bit longer before turning and started to head out.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:45 am
As Hel left the bird park, a small bird, trained to be some sort of bird ninja, put something in her pocket. She would then find herself being followed by whole flocks of bird-type minipets, being pooped on once in a while since birds do it whenever, wherever. When when she's indoors, in her own room, there were birds trying to get in through her window; my Jack, there were blood birds everywhere! Free lunch, maybe?
The 'something', Hel would find, was a bit of birdnip wrapped in a piece of paper. The paper had the following on it.Quote: OOC note: Birdnip; throw it at someone to get them pooped on by birds. A lot of birds. A lot of bird poop. Because minipets poop. One time use.
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