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 Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:31 pm
Circe raised her hands as to say she wasn't going to pressure him to answer her now. But she did really want to know. "Well I suppose that's okay. Although, I could die happy without the idea of you being near her." She said patting his arm, still frowning. "I'm proud of you though." Circe said looking up at him. That was when all hell broke loose.
As the room changed and then changed back Circe found herself looking rather, plump.
"HOLYJACKNIBBLETSOFJOGNOBERS!" Circe yelled as she spun around looking at herself. She was one of those puff things. No!!!! She thought to herself with tears in her eyes. This was certainly not fair. As she looked at Mort she pouted her lip. "Morty, what happened?!" Circe asked as she floated upwards. Uh oh. How did she steer this thing? "Uh--- Help!" She said as she wiggled her stubby arms towards the boil-boo-thing.
((Terrible Boo drawing of Circe. Her tattoo's are still there just... >...> To hard for me to draw! D; ))
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:44 pm
Freya turned around and looked at the passed out boo on the floor, shaking her head. Perhaps her earlier thought concerning stamina wasn't as-
Her eyes lifted to the screens, and her head tilted. Boo or not, she could see what was happening as well as anyone, and she lifted her little paw to point at it.
A little voice piped out, hoping for her fellow students attention. "Hey. Guys?"
Wasn't that skull on the floor..
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:48 pm
Seiji had drifted up beside Freya as her attention diverted to the screens. he had seen too, and his eyes were wide as he watched the destruction of the being that had once been their professor.
He had also seen the barrier though, and the relief they washed over him was enough to make him sag in midair before righting himself once again. Junko was safe, they were all safe, but.. But at what cost?
"Red.."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:48 pm
As Circe floated up and up towards the ceiling, unable to control where exactly she was going she looked over at the screens at Freya's tone of voice struck her as odd. "What. What just happened?" She asked with wide eyes as she looked at the screen with disbelief. "Red.... She's.... She's dead." Circe said, her voice broken.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:58 pm
Mot's cowering Boo body lifted. He turned to the screens as Freya asked.
What was it he had just witnessed. Mot remained transfixed. This wasn't real. There was just no way. A lump formed in his throat, or it certainly felt like it did. He hurt. He hurt so badly. Their professor was gone, her body soiled by the dastardly hunter leader.
She died protecting the remaining students.
"...Professor..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 10:59 pm
Suddenly the room went dark, the only light the glow from the monitors - somewhere in the distance, the Boo Buster cursed, but he didn't matter now.
Only the scene playing out, soundless, mattered.
Slowly, as the great behemoth shattered and the figures of the humans began to wink out, the lights came back on, slowly. The festival atmosphere in the room seemed much diminished.
Though, hey, everyone was still a Boo. That had to count for something, right? Right?
((This is not yet a new round~ please do not attack again if you've already done so.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:03 pm
When the big dark boil boo finally stopped what he was doing to the blonde ghoul boo, Fitzy stopped throwing the popcorn.
"Finally" He muttered.
And then a bunch of boo's were gathering around the screen. And the lights went out.
He watched from where he floated, the scene that played out not meaning anything to him but from the sounds of the boo's-who-were-not-real-boo's, it meant something to them.
Then the lights flickered back on, and for once, Fitzy knew when to keep his mouth shut.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:07 pm
 Her gaze flickered towards the monitors while she attempted to sort herself out again. But it wasn't until the one Boo....was that Freya? LW didn't know for sure as they were all Jacking Puff-balls now! But she turned to look at the screen....and forget about everything else in the room, violet eyes widening and no words able to come out. N-Night had said....had said that was Red. That the behemoth was their Professor.
Red....
NO! It...she couldn't....the she-wolf could do nothing but stare. Even as the lights went out it was like a weird Twilight Zone. She watched, captivated by horror and sorrow as she watched their werewolf Professor crumble. Gone. S-She was....gone. The wolf inside of her howled a silent mournful tune for the werewolf. LW could do nothing more than just float quietly where she was.
You are, and always will be, the most amazing and best werewolf, Professor.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:10 pm
Freya floated up closer to one of the screens, her little boo body flattening against the screen. Her friends, all the other students, everyone was crying, screaming, hurting..
She turned sideways, and her expression furrowed in confusion. She couldn't understand. She had never even had the chance..
"Who was she?" She asked the other boos quietly. "Was she good?"
Somehow, it felt like Freya had just lost out on the chance to know someone very special.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:12 pm
The moment the lights flickered out Lily froze, glancing around the room in an attempt to see if this was yet another attack on them. Though everything went quiet and the scene that played out on the monitors drew her in despite not knowing what had happened. It was obvious enough that the massive creature held some importance to the two leggers... possibly their leader? She could sympathize with that some, still feeling the desire to free the General from his prison and get revenge on the one who had captured him.
However their leader didn't seem so lucky, a small gasp coming from the Boo as she watched the monster crumble. A part of her was relieved that the battle seemed to be over for now. Maybe they would all leave and they could have their home back now, that would be preferable. Seeing how they all reacted, she couldn't help but feel like maybe the wrong side had won... and enjoying a good bit of blood shed herself, knew that if those two sides met up again, things would be different. Wisely, Lily kept her mouth shut as the lights came back on. Intruders or not, she knew when to pick her battles and now was not the time to be saying much of anything.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:17 pm
Bobbing silently, the boil stared on as he watched the students crying behind the barrier red had formed around them. He couldn't hear them, but he didn't have to. He watched Bul fall to his kness, Junko screaming, Rita, Sammy, Shehk, all of them. There was no hope in their expressions, and he knew the teacher wasn't coming back. She wasn't going to dissipate and reform like they all had. She was gone, forever, and all of Amity would mourn her.
When Freya asked her question he turned, regarding her with hollowed eyes. "She was amazing," he answered simply, and the answer was both accurate but woefully lacking. "One of the best professors our school will likely ever have." Seiji hadn't even gotten to spend much time with the werewolf, but she had always radiated a certain quality that made a person gravitate, fall in line, and follow. Willingly, Happily.
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alliisara rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:23 pm
"Oh hey, that... doesn't tingle?" a disembodied boo-voice said as they all were disrupticated. He came back to himself, not even noticing at first that all of the students had been turned to boos. All he knew was that the Boo Buster was a BIG MEANIE-HEAD and so whatever he had done must have been mean. And therefore reason to attack again!
Sparkles charged at him, waving his Fire Flower around, and smacked the Boo Buster repeatedly with it. Hey, more burns! It seemed to actually work, yay! He felt proud that he was using General Boolissimo's gift to its full potential.
Then he darted back away behind the couch-barrier, and finally looked around. Where was his squishy friend?! "Friend squishy, where are you?" Had the Boo Buster hurt her, or her friends in the room?! He hoped not, that would make him sad. D: D: D:
HP: 29
Damage: 4+1 = 5
Item: Using Fire Flower
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:27 pm
Whatever Circe had said to him before his attention had been directed to the skellyvision, it was utterly forgotten.
Mortimer had thought that . . . But not . . . The beast was someone they knew? Was it a power the professors had? Was it someone who had been tainted by the House's magic?
No. It was Red, the others were saying. Professor Red. The woman from the beginning of the trip, with the intimidating voice and the namesake-colored hood. A teacher. A teacher.
How could she have . . . But why did . . . ?
The lights began to flicker on one by one. By the time it was fully lit, Mortimer found, to his disgrace, that his eyes were quite welled up with tears. He couldn't do this normally - why being a ghost allowed it was anyone's guess.
Apparently the House didn't mind bending logic for certain things like this.
Slowly, like a piece of paper dropped, the stitched up Boo wavered and sank to the floor. Wordlessly, he grabbed Circe with his good hand-nub and LW by her bandana with his teeth.
Equally silently, he just hugged them both to him, the tears falling. All he could think was:
I never got to know her . . .
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:29 pm
Vieve hadn't bothered with anything else; not even when she'd been turned into a Boo.
Her mind was, as it had been, preoccupied with the battle that she should still be fighting. From here she could see everything, but that wasn't enough. She wanted to be in there, destroying things.
A short boo-arm punched the ground as she forced herself to watch anyway. Was she trembling in anticipation? Fear? Horror? Probably the last; even as an ice-barrier formed around the remaining halloweeners, protecting them, it was to Red that Vieve was looking. Red, who had gone completely still.
No. No- this couldn't be happening.
There was a small flash of blue, and for a moment Vieve felt her heart light up again. Perhaps the professor had just needed a moment to rest- to recharge. Perhaps she would then smash all of the hunters. Just what they deserved.
But the blue was destroying her. The realisation brought tears to the salamander's eyes as she watched Red crumble, hacked into pieces by the hunter's glowing scythe. Choking on a sob, the salamander-boo let herself float away from the monitor.
It was.. over, and they'd.. lost.
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