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 Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:13 pm
It was finally time to get moving, she decided. The time frame of being fashionably late was only so long. Plus, it was all she could do to NOT arrive on time, early even, so she could observe all of the sweet, little subjects come waltzing in. Jitters crept up through her scrawny legs as she approached the large tent.
Her costume, she deemed, was quite appropriate. From her little blood-stained boots to her mutilated Kitty plush and knife, it was a perfect interperatation of her feelings towards the cute little animals. And yet, totally inconspicuous. It was Halloween, after all.
She cracked her knuckles once, then flung the tent flap open, trotting in happily, bun bouncing merrily.
I won't let you down, Sabin.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:17 pm
Gallen gulped, "yhea well umm...hehehee. bets be going." Of course he knew he was ********, where was his sister. Why did she let the people here start experimenting on him. why was he so dumb to even come here in the first place. He breathed heavier as he backed away more. "Sound like a civil war is about to start.....well best get going and have some fun before hell gates open." He started back away faster.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:20 pm
((Son of a...dammit, I had a plan. But now I have to run my friend somewhere. >.o *le sigh* So much for that idea.))
Jamal bristled irritably and shoved past Gallen, his temper dangerously peaking to a near meltdown. He couldn't blow his cover, or what was left of it. Not -yet-. He had to at least see if Billy showed up first. He could get the blonde haired kid and the chubby old b*****d back later.
"Trust me, you ******** don't know who yer dealin' with. I promise ya dat," he declared openly for anyone who wanted to hear. "I ain't gonna hesitate ta take ya ******** out if ya piss me off. They kin't stop me no mo'."
With that, Jamal stalked out from under the tent, disapearing into the jungle to calm himself down, heading for the one safe place he knew of that had no cameras.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:22 pm
Shenzi looked up as she heard someone mention 'recovering alchoholic.' So she wasn't the only one here on rehab, either. Locating the voice, she saw it was a man in a big gorilla suit, talking to some old guy dressed like a roman. Walking up to them, her smile broadened as she looked at the motley group. "Hullo there. Mind if I join in this conversation?" She asked, straightforward enough.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:23 pm
Zach wandered back, a little more sober and no longer so nauseous, as his lengthy disappearance indicated. He flapped his wings to get the back of the cape settled between them again, and stepped inside to the sound of the loud music. He couldn't see Emerwyn and Rex anywhere, so he gave up on that. Rex could have her.
There seemed to be a new crowd now, a rowdy one at that. The guy in the sheet that he could sort of recall seeing earlier was now drenched in blood, which made Zach feel hungry. A fight, maybe? That would explain it. It smelled good. He needed a drink.
After stopping by the drinks table again, he sloshed a cup of some randomly chosen alcohol right down his throat, trying not to cough. He wandered around the group of people, staring blankly. Someone had just come in, looking like a cute butcher or something, he wasn't entirely sure. Did it matter? Not really. His tail sluggishly swept along the floor. The party was going surprisingly well so far...
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:27 pm
Gallen sighed then coughed hard as he felt his lungs strain for air. Taking deep breaths he soon took a seta at another table. His legs where shaking. Great the last thing he needed was some dangerous guys turning into some nasty animal wanting to maul him for being positive and not knowing what these "chips" where. He needed a drink.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:29 pm
Oz cocked a crumpled eyebrow at Richard. What was he talking about? Four extra limbs? Ah, the soldiers attached to his back. Sounded like this old fella had been drinking too much, or had seen far too many horror or history films. And who was Moreau?
"Yeah...don't you think you're taking your costume a bit too seriously?" he said to Richard.
Then a delicate voice chimed in just behind him and he craned his neck over his shoulder to spy Shenzi. Oh dear lord, another young one. Poor kid, sent to rehab clinic at her age? And Oz thought he was messed up.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:39 pm
"Hey!" Nita yelped as her tail was grabbed. What was it with people tugging on her? "It moves like that on it's own," she said icily, glancing at Richard. At the moment, she was actually glad he was there; Nita was getting sick of having to convince people she wasn't wearing a costume. Well, that the fur wasn't a costume.
And then Shenzi showed up. Had the teenager realized yet what was actually going on?
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:39 pm
With the bloody ghost's exit Richard relaxed... a bit too much. The tentacles lashed out in the direction of the Ghost's exit, extending a good six feet in front of him. While the tentacles had lashed out and retracted in less than a second the soldiers weren't so lucky, they sailed through air. Over Thom's head and landing near Gallen's feet.
"Oops." Richard laughed and waved at Thom and Gallen. "Sorry about that." He should have been more careful, but he hadn't hit anything and his back felt loads better. Oz and Shenzi could now see the black squid like tentacles waving above Richard's head. They could trace them back to two mounds of muscle on his back.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:45 pm
Shenzi's brows knit together as she watched Nita's tail, and the tentacles above the greek-man's head. More costumes? Now it was starting to seem a little too elaborate. Suspisciously, she reached up to try and grab one of the tentacles; it felt funny, definately didnt' feel like it was a robotic thing.
It was then that she saw Nita from the corner of her eye, catching her gaze. "Everyone was tricked here somehow, told different stories, but the truth is, they're turning us into animals..." Shenzi shut her eyes, shaking her head as what Nita had said the other day came rushing back. "No, that can't be right..." She mumbled under her breath. It had to be robotic; they could get coverings for metal, to make it feel real. They had done for movies, plays, lots of things. It'd cost alot, but it was possible... Right?
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:46 pm
Alec broke off from his small group consisting of Liamh and Kim, in favor of grabbing a drink from the alternative table. This also gave him a chance to glance around the ever-changing crowd of people in hopes of seeing some familiar faces he hadn't in a long while. Ever since his lockout, the youngster had never lost his concern for the friends he'd lost in touch with, not wanting to imagine the atrocities that had passed while he was stranded in the jungle.
For now he only thought of the positive. From across the room he could see the familiar hue of orange fur amongst a frilly-dressed Nita, even Zach who he saw was looming about the drinks table which was where he was headed to. So many strange faces mingled amongst the barely-recognizable people, it was almost surreal.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:47 pm
Oz immediately let go of Nita when she yelped, and withdrew a little as though he'd done something wrong. How...how did she feel that? Or was she just playing the part? It was Halloween afterall, and from what he'd seen already, the people here made great costumes and took the holiday very seriously. Still...a few things from the night so far had began to nibble in Oz's brain and it didn't feel good.
Still stuck in a half-way state of naivety and disbelief, his little buble of thought was sharply interrupted. By tentacles darting past him. And paper soldiers flying right AT him.
"WOAH!" he yelped and fell backwards onto the floor. "What was that!?" His head darted about nervously, looking for maybe a Halloween prop that had malfunctioned or even someone who might have thrown the squid limb.
Genuinely disgruntled by the strange feeling that was beginning to drown his poor brain, he scrambled to pick up his gorilla head mask and dust himself off. He remained rather quiet after that, trying to work slowly through what he had just seen.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:49 pm
"throwing Bottles old tymer, and after you where lecturing us youngsters about cleaning up dangerous broken glass." Gallen smirked feeling a little better that Richard had done that so he could take his mind off the run in with the bloody ghost.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 5:57 pm
Ginerva scouted about the crowd, avoiding the general commotion and seeking some poor, defenseless soul she could... befriend.
And there was her prey. A perfect bright and colorful rainbow she could cast some clouds over. And thunder... and lightening was always fun, too.
She walked over to the girl, a huge grin on her face, bloody cat tucked limply in her arm, the other hand cluthced the knife.
"Good evening, friend! ...This is, quite a crowd, isn't it?" She giggled a little. Her voice was shrill and piercing, her eyes eerily bright. It was as though everything was a joke, and she was the only one who knew the punchline.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 6:03 pm
Well, this one certainly had an interesting costume. Aislinn blinked at the woman, her eyes becoming a bit less clouded over at the actual conversation,
"Er..." She looked at the bloody cat, and decided it really must be a prop.
"Hello...yes, an interesting group to say the least..."
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