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 Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 1:32 am
"Soooooo you're telling me that you are both a booth, and a student?" Quinto had wanted to enter the booth, but he wasn't about to ignore the fact that the booth was talking. And as alive as an undead can be, in Halloween, "Two-in-one! Lovely concept! I looooooove it!" He threw his hands up into the air in excitement, grabbing his tiny top hat off his head as he did.
"Now, my handsome skeleton friend-" He grinned, pulling a huge box out of his tiny hat, and letting it drop to the ground before putting his hat back on his head, "-I would talk to you regarding this thing, but I reckon it would be difficult for people to enter the booth if you keep moving your mouth like that! So if you don't mind, could you help me get another person-in-charge out here for me to talk to?"
[I hope it is okay to post agakhsla ;;]
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 7:06 am
It was a shame skeletons couldn't quite smile because TK would've been grinning right about now, so instead the glow in his eyes flickered briefly as his sockets crinkle. "Thank you. We came up with the idea together." He spoke, softly yet incredibly pleased with the praise. Students are forced to pause in front of the entrance nervously, wondering if the skeleton boil will nearly chomp on another unsuspecting creature. "Ah."
Something seemed to light up in his empty cranium, and suddenly he began to speak without moving his jaw. "My mouth is hardly a problem, do not worry." Suddenly it's very evident that the leg chomping is more for TK's amusement than anything else. "If you have any questions, you are more than welcome to ask me."
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 9:59 am
"Oooooooh! OOOOOOOH!" Quinto's face lit up like a scareling who had won a year's supply of candy as he pointed at the skeleton's mouth, clearly amused, "You could have done that before! You could have, but you didn't!" He applauded, laughing as he pushed the box a little closer towards the entrance with his shoes, "I like you, my new skeletal friend! You know how to have fun, fun, fun~"
Taking out a pen knife from his vest pocket, he sliced open the tape keeping the flaps of the box together before reaching in, pulling out what looked like a plushie with a paper charm stuck on its forehead.
"This box is filled with them! Filled to the brim! And we designed it based on your Dorm mascot and colors!" He waved the toy around in the air, and then held it up with both hands, not quite sure if the skeleton-boil could see it properly from where he was, "I call them Squishunes. All the cuteness and squishiness of minipets, with none of the hassle... And I'm giving this whole box to your booth, free! That's right - free, free, free! All I ask in return is that you distribute this brochure along with every Squishune you give out. We're a new business, and would appreciate the publicity, if you get my drift?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 10:19 am
Sometimes his fellow creatures were so easy to amuse, but TK didn't mind. The applauding was entertaining, to say the least. "I try my best whenever I can," he answered vaguely. He tried to angle his head slightly to get a closer look at the box. What do we have here...?
The boil's eyes lit up when the contents were revealed. "Such fine craftsmanship. We would be honored to have them, and we will gladly hand out the brochures as well." He moved just so slightly to take them, but the startled cries from nearby students reminded him otherwise. "Oh. Hm." TK flexed his remaining hand until it flew off with a quiet pop and ambled over to take the box and brochure. "Your contribution is greatly appreciated and your business is surely to flourish. Good luck!" The giant hand managed to bow before scurrying off with the box.
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 10:35 am
"AH, AND YOU CAN DO THAT TOO?" Quinto gasped, flexing his own hands, almost like he was trying to get them to pop off the same way the skeleton's did, "What a pity, what a shame! To be bound by flesh had never felt so un-fabulous..."
He returned the bow, and stayed there till the hand was out of sight. He had a thoughtful look on his face as he turned around, hands on his hips, "I should get a giant skeleton."
A pause.
"I need a giant skeleton," Having made up his mind, he started skipping towards his own booth, waving at his business partner, "FLY. FLY, MY CUTE LITTLE TAILOR. LET'S GET A GIANT SKELE-" And his voice was drowned out by the noise from the growing crowd.
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 7:33 pm
"It looks so goooodddd!" Shehk was clearly excited, the pricolici bouncing around the RA/Booth combo-in-one and clapping her hands together, containing the desire to start howling excitedly.
Not that it would have been entirely bad.
"You okay with sitting here all day? I can always steal food and throw it at you if you think it would help!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 7:55 pm
His chuckle rang throughout the entire booth. "Thanks to all of the time and effort that everyone put in, of course." The detached hand returned and easily slid back into place with another pop. "Of course. If I can be of any help to the dorm I am more than willing to do almost anything." Sitting all day in one position wasn't too much of a challenge for TK. He had done it plenty of times back home in the bathhouse. "There is no need to procure food for me. So long as you enjoy the games and other booths, that is more than enough to satisfy me," he reassured her.
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 8:06 pm
Shehk gave him a thumbs up. "Well! I think I'll get you all sorts of snacks anyways!" she said, chest puffing out proudly. "Even though you can't have them until later, but then it'll be like you got to go see the other booths too!"
Smile smile smile smile smile.
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xdeathxbyxlovex rolled 1 100-sided dice:
44
Total: 44 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 8:44 pm
Lihua walked over to the undead booth. "oh my." She really liked what she was seeing. "They have rides." Should have thought of that for our booth. She decided to give some of the rides a try. She looked over the pelvic thrust ride. She sighed. She was dead already so getting on the eide shouldnt be too much of s problem. Odd Unarmed Game PlayedTier one Prize Claimed blossilia circus Minis SN lovehina154
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 11:50 pm
In masses of blacks, blues and deep greys, Olivia had somehow managed to obtain a bright green and silver outfit for the occasion (image pending) and was wearing it proudly along with her usual blissful smile. Her cut outs were up finally, all the other sections looked amazing in their awesome booth (TK was wonderful to volunteer himself, really!) and even a few people were making their way in. Things looked like they would be dreadfully fun....
.... and now she was eyeing the mascot plush doll. OuO
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 12:25 am
Darren didn't really have any task assigned to him as of yet, and in theory he should have been okay with that, but in truth, he was really just standing around attempting to look available to anyone who wanted to give him a task.
The boil was unsure of himself, not really apt at the whole social thing. But he would try his best to make sure the Undead Dorms were fondly remembered.
He had to support the cause somehow.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 1:06 am
The House Cup. It seemed as if the entire of the student populace of Amityville was all over it with the booths that had been set up and the crowd of students and guests who had shown up to partake in the festivities. After much persuasion from Hywel, Yvette found herself having no choice but to give in to his request for her to take a tour of the campus of the academy that he had every intention of transferring her to in the near future.
She didn't see why she had to bother really when he didn't even bother to include her opinion in his grand scheme of things right from the very beginning but his incessant nagging still got to her ultimately hence why she had come all the way down here all by herself. All alone amidst the many boils and ghouls who seemed to know one another. Just where was the fun in an event like this was way beyond her when she just stood out like a sore thumb as she stood with a pensive look in front of the Undead Dorms and tried to figure out how best she ought to be spending her time.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 1:25 am
Darren had wandered out to the front of the booth, checking to see if maybe his sister had come to pay him a visit. Instead he found a pensive looking ghoul eying the booth. Granted, it was somewhat imposing - what with a student actually being the booth in all. Moving over to the ghoul, he cleared his throat lightly. "He won't bite you know," Darren said, "That would be bad for our feedback forms..."Was he trying to be humorous? Or was he actually serious? It was hard to tell by the tone of his voice.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 2:27 am
Should she check the booth out? Or feign indifference and wander off for a bit before calling it a day since it seemed that nobody could be bothered to attempt to engage her interest or even show a poor lonely ghoul like her around?
Yvette was debating with herself when she spotted the boil wandering out of the booth proper towards her before he finally stopped to clear his throat to presumably get her attention. She quirked a brow at his words, not quite understanding in any way at all as to what exactly it was that he was referring to.
"He? ... who's he?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 5:09 am
Sammy slowly inched her way into her races booth, she was sporting the demon droms hoodie but over the Demons part in 'Demon's Rule' a large piece of white tape with the letter I had replaced it. Hood tugged up high she peeked into each game and booth trying not to draw too much attention to herself, and failing miserably because subtle was hard to do when thumping around in her metal tipped boots.
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