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 Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:44 pm
Riley let out another whimper when Christof stared at her, and she backed away, like a scared cat in a tree. You're scaring me Christof, I don't know what's gotten into you, and I can't.. I can't process it right now, and just.. just.. go away!
Her eyes glimmered with tears, and she crouched as low as she could, trying to hide from him.
Malodore's voice, thought it meant to be soothing, at first served to startle her so thoroughly that she finally fell from the ledge of the stall, into the stall itself. There was a splash, and then a low whine.
I think I hurt myself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:47 pm
I will save you Mistress!! Christof didn't know what had gotten into her, but Mistress was Mistress and there was probably some reason behind it. Maybe she was testing him! Testing his faithfulness! Yes! Because she loved him! He gave a quick motion to Malodore before skipping to the door and very lovingly, casually kicking it in with a good blow of his boot.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:51 pm
"My love!" Malodore planted its palms on Christof's hunch and... well, leapfrogged over the patchwork, landing on top of the toilet tank. How did it do this? Skillz.
"Are you all right, mia cara?! Oh, my love..." It reached down to her with infinite tenderness, stroking her hair, then her cheeks, then her... ... anatomy below her cheeks. "Dry your tears, darling. I'm here." It produced a handkerchief with a flourish, then shook out a few scalpels into the toilet.
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bobaTJ rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:52 pm
...wait, what?
Mort was sounding a bit odd and suddenly looked a bit odd, but she was thirty. Raising a brow at the zomboil, she took a healthy swig and her vision shifted. Was it just her, or was Mort more... blue? She tapped her fingers on her cup and blinked hard. Weird, had the lighting changed?
The ghoul yawned and sighed, smiling softly to Mort. What were they doing, again?
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:57 pm
"NOT SORRY ENOUGH!!!!" Anna shoved at Sura with all her strength, throwing her tiny (in comparison) body at the other student without a thought for her own self-preservation. "Get out get out get out UNSUMMON! I UNSUMMON YOU! I UNCHOOSE YOU! GET OUT GET OUT GET-"omj she was still heeeeeeeeeereAnna stared at her, panting, her hat having fallen off somewhere, one glove now missing. Then her face twisted into a rictus of anger before her mouth opened. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" -breathe- -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"Huff huff huff. "SO THERE!!"
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medigel rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:58 pm
That's some damn good punch. yes. So much so that Mort dropped the bag of prizes by his feet and adjusted the roses to cram into one arm, refilling a new cup to take a swig of the stuff. Damn, but he would make a batch at home - this was liquid courage. "Know what? Should dance together," he stated with a firm nod before downing the stuff. "Are Scarentines, should do what Scarentines do -"
And as the second cup went through his system, Anna's angry yelling hit him hard. Suddenly, he was very, very sure that the with was yelling at him, despite not being anywhere near her. The zomboil's expression did a 180 and grew anxious, hiding behind the two dozen dead reds. "O-O-O-Or m-mayby n-n-n-not . . ."
And boy did that stuff go through him fast! The urge to cross his legs was rising.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:03 pm
She was like a wall being beat at by a little mouse with Anna's attempts to shove her away, seeming to have all the confusion. Sura wasn't exactly sure what was going on right then, puzzling to herself as the reaper ghoul continued on her rageful tirade. This was...curious. Sura wasn't exactly turned away by the shouting in her face, though. There was some disorientation that came from the Colossus having to close the eyes on her ribs, however, suddenly left with only two to see with.
Unless she wanted Anna poking them in her rage, it was the safest option, however.
"I am sorry, I do not understand." Sura replied down at the angry looking ghoul, even as she was screamed at. w-What was...? The Colossus didn't understand, she didn't understand at all. "You..unchoose...me? What does that mean, you unchoose me...?" Sura inquired thoughtfully.
"Are you asking me to leave....?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:05 pm
Riley screeched and flattened as far back as she could go when Christof kicked the door open, her tentacles wrapping around herself for protection. The sight of Malodore leaping over his shoulders made her want to shrivel away with fear, but no amount of fear-inducing hallucinogens could stop her from finally collapsing into it's arms in relief when it wrapped her up and stroked her fondly.
Mmmmalodore, I was so... so scared.. Her voice was shaky, as she barely struggled to not cry when she curled up in the plague doctor's arms and tried to ball up as tightly as possible. I can't process these emotions, Malodore, I don't understand, I don't understand. Please don't make me go out there. I can't, I can't, it's too much, I can't..
Her brain was quickly overloading and it was burning her out. She opened her eyes, and stared up at Christof, as they widened in fear at what she saw.
There.. there.. it's back.
She shakily pointed up at Christof's head, but her hand retracted quickly before it could touch her. She knew they would return someday.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:11 pm
Anna's fury was apocalyptic, but nothing she'd done so far had made any dent in the WALL OF RRRRRRRRRRRRRGH that was Sura. So the witchling made a snap decision. "YESYOUGOAWAYYOUGOAWAYNOW," she screamed in one long, breathless word.
And then she grabbed a double handful of food off the refreshment table and let fly. With... not remotely pinpoint accuracy.
((Want to get hit with food? then grats! You've been hit with food!))
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:11 pm
Herryk didn't drink. Jack, he didn't even eat. But the punch bowl seemed to be very popular and Herryk was more than just a little bored. Sidling up to the punchbowl, the draugr helped himself to a cup. He downed it in one go.
It was pretty tasty.
Herryk peered suspiciously around the room as everything took on a purple tint. It was apparent that this was magic punch. Herryk lifted his nose and sniffed loftily. When his eyes locked on Mort, Herryk bustled over. He stopped, gave Mort a snooty look and immediately placed his hands on his hips.
"Mort, Herryk thinks that Mort should walk a little taller. Does Mort not see how Herryk strides about the room with such confidence and poise? This is why Herryk has the most beautiful ghoulfriend at the school, Mort. Why, Herryk might even have the most beautiful ghoulfriend in the world."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:12 pm
Christof wobbled in the doorway of the stall, humming merrily under his breath, too drugged to realize there really was a problem with his beloved. He couldn't stand still, no matter how tired his legs were getting nor how twisted his abused back felt, but somehow he felt that was just a testament of his love. He wobbled and bobbed and leaned against the stall wall, trying a dance move that involved kicking his feet up the opposite wall. He saw someone do it in a movie once, just run up the wall and do a flip!
This was much too confined and crowded a space to do it, especially with no momentum behind him, which was why it was no surprise that he landed flat on his hunch with an oof.
Shaking his head, he bobbed up again, I love you Mistress I do I do I- oooooh what is that? He bobbed away a moment, glancing towards the sinks. Something was sitting in it, taking a little bath and oh it was so cute I WILL CATCH IT FOR YOU MISTRESS! although this proved more difficult than he originally had thought. A massive left fist, prickling with fear crashed down on the sink, shattering it from the wall, but the odd little pink thing just floated away....
Come back come back I need to catch you for Mistress!
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:15 pm
Enzo had just finished downing a nice cup's worth of what he thought was punch, but suddenly was feeling... rather toasty. He coughed, loosening his tie. "Damn," He murmured, brows furrowing. s**t. This was stupid. Awful. Not a single girl to mack on, just clown torment and-
Suddenly something thwacked him in the back of the head, and he whirled around to glower at a small girl who was... alright, about the same height as him but REGARDLESS...
"HEY YOU DUMB BROAD WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA HUH??" He roared, straight at Anna. He had had ENOUGH with having food hurled at him today!!
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bobaTJ rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:17 pm
Taryn beamed suddenly. Dancing! Yes, she could... she could dance! She liked dancing! Slowly, maybe. Against Mort. Man, how late was it?
"...oh?" Her hopes were shattered, but what did it matter? There would be other days, other dances... ooh, that was a good one. At least she wouldn't have to muster the energy to dance. She blinked at Mort and tilted her head, taking another swig and still feeling a bit parched.
You know what? Mort was an a**. To say something and then take it away like that! Anger roiled in Taryn's chest and she blew a puff of smoke. "Fine! Then we won't dance!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:19 pm
"Don't turn it around.," he snarled, frustrated. Thorns churned around his feet. Even with the cravat off his neck, he felt like he was burning up. "I'm not in the mood for games. ...This room is hotter than a church. Get this jacket off me."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 8:22 pm
"Shh, shh, heart of my heart," Malodore cooed at Riley, bundling her up in its arms, wrapping her up with its own long trailing sleeves. "Let me take you aw-"
... It had meant to stand up gracefully, then leap gazelle-like away, bearing her away to unknown lands of love and adoration. Instead, its spine creaked and Riley went absolutely nowhere.
"... away from all - oof - this - ow! - madness..."
...
"Or we could stay here," it acknowledged.
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