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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 7:38 pm
Roar growled, watching the havoc unfold without him.
Not fair not fair but he just got this jacket and the meat bag would catch up any moment... "AAAAH Justa' snack," He huffed before hurrying his way along the line while dodging flying food to sniff noisily at the trays. There was meat to be had and he would devour it happily.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 7:50 pm
Ceres pretty much followed after Takeru, watching his cream colored tail as he wheeled around a corner. The little golem was moving FAST. Ceres THOUGHT she saw him as he went into the cafeteria... but apparently she was wrong. Opening the doors revealed nothing more than a bunch... of the golems. "Anyone seen a boy about as tall as me with.... long horns and a scaly tail walk by here by any chance?" Yup, Ceres had already lost Takeru. Thats when she saw the little person sitting in the room, crying. All thoughts about Takeru gone for the moment, she approached the golem and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Hey, whats wrong?" She turned to look towards a certain Carbuncle, quirking an eyebrow at his words. Wow and she thought Keru was bad.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:02 pm
Melvin was currently being sick in the boil's bathroom and had shouted at her when she tried to walk in. It wasn't like she hadn't seen him shower, but he seemed to practically scream when she tried, telling her very rudely to beat it. Huffing, she walked off, and heard the shouts and sound of overturned trays soon after. Smiling, Saliva rushed off and threw open the double doors to a mess of sloppy food, thrown dinnerware, and a mingling of monsters.
Oh, how she missed this. No dull humans, but lovely, entertaining creatures of her world. It had been far too long, sitting as a tablet in that dank cave, and she wanted to live again!
Picking up her train, she walked through, inspecting all the lovely boils in the populace, but they were just so SKINNY!!! Beanpoles, the lot of em!
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:13 pm
Izy's eyes followed Jezebel all the way to the table.
"Izy... are you flirting?" Syd drawled, still stuck tight into his side.
"Of course darkling."
"It might be easier to do if you weren't hauling me around with you all the time," she pointed out, wondering if she was jealous or just amused. She was leaning towards just amused, she admitted. And trying to ignore the whole "incubus" fact that he'd been hiding from him all this time. She wasn't sure HOW to deal with that.
The skinny, tall incubus, looked at her, then caught sight of Saliva, distracted before even saying anything. "Well hello," he purred.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:13 pm
The PSP turned black. Oh, that meant it was off right? Gramps looked at Noah and waited for the kid to do something.
The sob and hiccupping was not surprised, but he didn’t know s**t how to calm the kid down. He leaned over to flick Locke in the nose. “You weren’t supposed to do that, dipstick.” Gramps cast a thoughtful look at Ceres. He’d seen her before right? He held up a hand, walked over to Wilson, ganked something out of his jacket pockets, and came back.
“Alright, ankle biters. Shove these into your potholes and calm down, okay?” He shoved lollipops into both of their mouths.
Gramps no.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:28 pm
The kid hiccuped and nearly choked as a lollipop was stuck rather ungracefully in his mouth. He spluttered, pulled the offending object out, stared at its flavour - strawberry - decided it really wasn't that bad a flavour and stuck it back in his mouth again rather thoughtfully. Apparently these golems had taste buds - who knew.
Upon Ceres prompting what was wrong, he simply did what every single slightly stuck-up immature brat would have done: stare up deeply into her eyes with the most innocent face ever and bat his eyelashes a few times. "... He was picking on me."
He pointed to Locke.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:42 pm
"The one who calls someone a dipstick, is the real dipstick." He countered childishly. Just as the catoblepas shoved a lollipop in his face. As if he wasn't hyper enough without the sugar.
"What! No! I didn't do anything! I totally helped!"
Why were the others were blaming him? He beat the boss, which the kid was obviously struggling against. So why were they scolding him? Wait--
It dawned on him. There was only one reason the other kid could be so upset!
"You wanted to beat the boss first?" He asked, with a straight face and a very serious tone, despite the lollipop stick sticking out of his mouth.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:45 pm
The chaos in the cafeteria had not gone unnoticed by a certain golem, although it was with a measure of disdain that his silver eyes had swept over the thrown food, clearly attempting no form of restraint when it came to his obvious judgement of those involved. Then again, although none would remember him explicitly, there might have been the faintest inkling in a few's minds that he had always been somewhat of an elitist, judgmental douchebag. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had clearly followed what appeared to be his hunter, it would not have been a very large leap to assume he had wandered into the cafeteria for the sole purpose of casting a critical eye on the situation.
As it was, however, Petra hardly noticed the situation at all. In fact, she seemed not at all surprised that the cafeteria was filled with what seemed to be halloween creatures, pacified into disinterest due only to the fact that they were not being invaded by Halloweentown. That didn't stop her from looking exceptionally loathing today. Her interest in this project was somewhat squashed by the presence of creatures she wholeheartedly despised, the fact that in all reality they were merely a projection of their weapons doing little to satisfy her in that regard.
Exchanging a silent conversation with the silver-horned demon, Petra turned silently on her heel towards the food line, leaving Cain standing in the middle of the floor, somehow looking not at all awkward and exceptionally disinterested, like a pretentious high schooler who was clearly too cool to be loitering with any of the surrounding losers. He did, however, allow his steely eyes over the others again, eyebrows lifted in skepticism.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:48 pm
"NOOOO LEMME HAVE IT ANOTHER SECOND JUST ONE MORE I WANNA TYPE ANOTHER THING!" Tenya flew into the cafeteria, giggling and finishing her first 'Twitter' post ever. "Aaaaaaaah! I did it! I posted a TWEET!" She laughed impishly, and waited for Otto to drag his tired self into the room. "I want my 500 dollars now..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:50 pm
Syntax laughed with glee, scampering under a table to watch his target with barely contained amusement.
She looked so MAD! Oh well, they weren't real body, so it was okay. Maybe everything and beautiful and nothing hurt.
So, the tiny construct popped out from under the table, waving brightly at the lady.
"HeLLo!~ Why iiiIs he crying? Colon right parenthesis! I less than thREE him, I less thAN ThReE eeeveryONE," Syn mournfully replied, peering upwards at Jezebel with a mournful face, emotes flashing across his skin.
The effect was....not as precious as it was in text.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:56 pm
More people were coming in. Roar glanced up from his mouthful of buffet and growled. That was HIS cafeteria spread.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:03 pm
Takeru was still no where to be found. Though she currently seemed to have... her hands full of weapons. Oh my god why did the life labs decide to do something like this again??? Ceres looked back and quirked an eyebrow at gramps, a man with a raspy voice giving candy to children? When it was halloween? .....Wasn't that just a weeee bit freaky? As she cast her gaze back down at the kid though, she caught sight of his innocent little face... and was caught. Hook. Line. Sinker. Looking towards Locke once more, her eyes were slightly a little more narrowed. "Picking on someone is not being helpful, if you want to help try actually you know....helping?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:05 pm
"No," Somehow he was able to stick the PSP far, far away from Locke's reach and still cling onto the fabric of Cere's coat, "She's right you know. You didn't help at all, you totally ruined my game, you can't just simply get to level one-hundred and defeat Sephiroth without having to use any elixirs or potions period, while performing a two-hundred hit combo with the lowest level of skill, it takes a level of expertise that someone of your level would never understand." A sniffle, a wipe of his nose almost subconsciously with an oversized sleeve.
Another angry sniffle. "Also my lollipop totally tastes better."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:12 pm
The ankle biter in the hood stopped sniffling. That was good. Gramps even managed to smile, but quickly turned his head away so he muffle the snort at Noah’s innocent expression. “Conniving little brat,” he mumbled.
The catoblepas stared at Locke for a moment. “Dipstick means stupid, dipstick.” Looking rather unimpressed, he poked the carbuncle in the forehead. “You shut the game off without saving. You didn’t beat it, ditz.”
“Dolly, don’t give me that look,” he said after noticing the look Ceres gave him. “And the lollipops are the sa—forget it.”
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:15 pm
Syn's weird speech patterns effectively saved him from an a** kicking. She just stopped in front of the table he was hiding under, and blinked, trying to decipher what he was trying to say.
"Umm, are you trying to math me? I don't appreciate that, boil." She tweaked Syntax, pinching him. "Besides, he's crying because he's a scareling. That's what they do. I think." She shrugged and gave Syntax a little smirk, before bending down and whispering in his ear.
Once the deed was done, she moved over to finger the food on the table, until she came across a lovely half finished bowl of cream chowder. It looked disgusting.. and that made it perfect ammunition.
"Heads up, stick in the mud." She muttered to Cain, the boil standing in the middle of the cafeteria, looking down on it like he owned the place.
And now he owned it.
While covered in cream chowder.
Jezebel jumped back up on a table, spread her legs, and cupped her mouth.
"FOOOOOOOD FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
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