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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:50 am
Feeling Shun take a hold of her Mitsu stopped fidgeting with her mask long enough to follow his guidance into the other boat. She didn't remember the boats being very big and that assumption was only proven right as she was positioned to have a seat in the reaper's lap. For a moment she was still feeling awkward about her placement but it wasn't long after that the panic about her mask set in again.
Fingers started to pry at the webbing as her body began to wiggle and fidget with her effort. It just didn't want to come off. "Huff Puff..." She muttered softly.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:53 am
Once they were in position, Shun was about to get moving... but then Mitsu started to wiggle and fidget. While she was sitting on his lap. Pausing at that, he gritted his teeth lightly before beginning to move forth.
"Please.. try not to fidget so much.." he uttered to her.
HP: 25
Position: 6
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Bittiface rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:53 am
HP: 18
Position: In yur pierFINALLY! Mot crawled out of the boat, and back onto land with a groan. "Guh..." So much spinning... The reaper stood up to see a sight he wasn't sure he was seeing right. Riyo hugging Hel's leg, and Hel standing over a bunch of cowboil shaped meat. "..."
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:54 am
Position: 8
Just in case Mitsu wanted to keep wiggling anyway, Shun tried to move along quickly.
Apparently his boat wanted to make him suffer(?) however.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:55 am
Position: 14
Grimacing, Shun continued on along the track. He and Mitsu were the only two left to reach the end.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:56 am
Position: 19
They were a little over halfway there now!
"We're getting close," he told Mitsu, to keep her updated.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:57 am
Position: 23
Spying the rest of the group further in, Shun furrowed his brow as he couldn't quite tell what was going on there. Well it didn't seem like there was any imminent danger. He slowed down some just in case anyway, so he could get a better idea of what was going on.
It looked like strange things were happening.
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 8-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 12:58 am
Position: AT THE END YO With the dock right ahead, Shun continued on slowly, mindful of his passenger. Parking the boat pretty smoothly, he let out a breath. A smaaaall part of him didn't want to get up with Mitsu sitting here. But he knew they needed to get up and off. "Alright. We're here. The landing platforms off to the right," he said, ready to help push her up to the ground if need be. Once that was set, he got out as well, shuddering lightly from being sopping wet again. He was never going to dry out in this house was he? "Here. Let me get a closer look at your mask.." he murmured. Now that he was closer, the stuff going on nearby were just shenanigans as far as he could tell. There was... meat oddly shaped like cowboys and Riyo was clinging to Hel's leg for some unjackly reason. He'd figure that out later. Mitsu was more of a priority right now.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 1:00 am
The torments of the house had plans for Mot. Wonderful, wonderful plans.
A gust of wind, and his hat flew up, caught in a FEAR infused cobweb.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 1:01 am
Apparently she was dragging Riyo along for the ride, and apparently this wasn’t working. Hel realized a little too late, that instead of turning into undistinguishable bits of meat, the meat just turned into smaller cowboils. It was here the ghoul paused, staring all around her at the mini-meat cowboils. She then thrust a fist into the air and threw her head back. “I’m being trolled!” She cried to the low ceiling, and immediately stiffened as she felt a presence behind her.
Jack damn it.
The ghoul slowly turned around the best she could with the cat demoness attached to her leg, to stare at Mot. She stared at him for a long while, de-summoning her weapon. Well…so much so that brilliant plan. What better way to add to this awkward moment?
“…Nice to meat you, Mot.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 1:05 am
"Yeaaah Hi----" Suddenly, out of no where, wind. A gust flew through, sending his clear off of his head and into a web. Mot inhaled sharply, gritting his teeth. Crap! The reaper attempted to jump up and grab it out of the web. His hat! He couldn't leave without his hat!!!! Hel's meat fetish was ignored for the time being.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 1:26 am
The hat waved back and forth, just teasingly out of reach.
The tiny meatboils began to do a jig.
And the smell of catnip filled the air.
As for the house's gift to Shun and Mitsu? A pile of protection charms fell from the ceiling.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 1:50 am
Upon seeing the meat boils start to do a jig, Hel suddenly lost her appetite. Now? All she wanted to do was get out of this room, and fast. “ Ugh…” Hel wrinkled her nose as a smell permeated the air, and then just froze as protection charms rained down from the ceiling. Okay…dear Sally they need to get out of here now. The ghoul summoned her spear again, and using the blunt side, tried latching onto Mot’s hat, since it seemed to be just out of his reach.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:03 am
Mot thrashed and flailed, trying desperately to get his hat back. His fingers would brush it ever so often, which just made it more frustrating. Being the tallest of the group, it wasn't as if he could ask someone else to get it. Worst case scenario? Leave without the hat. But Mot panicked at the thought of leaving the present his parents gave him behind. Suddenly, it was raining Prot Charms. That coupled with jigging Cowboil jerky had his attention pried from his hat. What was going on?! He backed away as Hel made an attempt for his hat, staring up hopefully.  He was feeling like that catnip scent was burning his eyes...
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:46 am
Surprisingly, it worked! Although, cobwebs now covered part of their items.
The door to the nest room remained untouched.
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