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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 8:37 pm
Bea stopped flailing when she opened her eyes, and desperately running towards Barth with open arms for help. She clung onto him like a little hamster hugging onto a person's finger.
"BARTH!" she yelled, "Christof was doing something to my dress and--- and---" Bea looked over to find Christof giving her a surprised yet massive puppy eyed look. And with his dog hat on, he looked... pathetically adorable.
"W-what is it?" Bea let go of the sloth and jerked her head towards Calder who had called her over. Turning her backside to Barth, he had a very, VERY clear view of her undies.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 8:45 pm
Calder moved over and waved off Bul's worry. "It's okay. I can understand. What with being that close to Demi and with the way you two were going at it." He gave a laugh, not wanting to make Bul feel bad about what had happened. To soften the accident the boil had, he then leaned in, raising his hand up to whisper to the boil. "You two almost made me ruin my own kilt." He could understand, as a fellow boil, how they could get worked up. He patted Bul on his head and then turned to ..
OH HEEELLL NO!
Calder trotted right up to Bea and pried her off Barth, stepping between then and placing his hands out at both of their chests. "Just what do you think you're doing?" He said, glaring up at her.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 8:50 pm
Willow paused, looking at Calder, "That's not what I asked..." She sighed, "Oh whatever...."
Her tail flickered looking at poor Christof, before looking at Calder tilting her head. "Huh, clothes isn't very good when I'm an actual animal." She said with a shrug as she padded over anyways. Sitting down before the Kelpie, "Soo now what are we going to do?"
Her eye twitched when Calder walked over to Bul. "Uh......" The tiger ghouls' brain just broke....
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 8:54 pm
"Yea there was just a lot of oil yanno a-"
Calder left Bul completely speechless where he stood. Completely.
Speechless.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 8:59 pm
Freya stopped dancing and watched Cady. "I wish I had not missed prom, but I try.." And so she tried. Hard. "Oh!" She stopped, turning around. "I know what the money makers mean. It means yehr rear. This is to shakes it." And she shook it. Hard.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:04 pm
"Yes, mad science. It's err- it's getting along, after a fashion," Barth said to Willow, now thankfully a tiger. Calder got up to go do something. Focus. He could manage. Relax.
Then Bea became very distressed, and Barth found himself unable to think about much besides very pleasant wobbly bits and how little, really, Bea was wearing, and how close the oil was to slime- distressed. Something about Christof.
Barth peeked over at Christof also, who was, at least, not wielding a shovel. Before he could interject on the subject, Bea turned to address Christof herself, and Barth lost focus again, before bodily being pressed backwards by Calder.
"W-what?" Barth asked.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:05 pm
So much shaking.
Frankly, Demi had no words either for what Freya was doing. What was she going to do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk. and then she showed what she was going to do with it.
O_O Instead of standing there like a lump as Bul was doing, he managed to get his feet moving, to the safest place he could go.
Near Willow in her natural form, the fur Made him feel better, like he himself was clothed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:11 pm
Demi moving away was a bad idea. It caught Freya's attention, and it was clear he was trying to get away.
Bad, bad idea.
"Okay puppy boil, you comes here and dance with your friend, shake your moneys makings too, hah!" She ran up to Demi, got in front of him, and shoved him the hell backwards until he was next to Cady.
Then she stood there.
And waited.
Clearly Demi was expected to perform.. or action would be taken.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:11 pm
Cady see, Cady do.  "You know," she commented while shaking, "I've never made money off my rear. I guess anything is possy-bul, though."Cady smiled up at Demi as he was shoved in her direction. "AM I DOING IT RIGHT?" She was, after all, concerned about technique.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:24 pm
He just wanted to hide away behind fluffy willow, was it so much to ask.
Yes it was.
before Damien could inch away fast enough, Freya with all the powers of soggy bloomers managed to catch the hound in the act of escaping and effectively sent him back towards Cady, with the power of her junk. "What? but I-" She was clearly not hearing that as she stood there and glared at him.
was the puppy face going to work here? NO.
And turning around to see Cady- "OH JACK, what in Kerbero's blazes are you doing Cady?!" he cried out. and she just didn't stop.
Feeling more exposed than ever, why yes.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:29 pm
The second Bea let go of Barth, Calder was already wedged himself between them. "What I was doing?" she asked the kelpie with a confused look on her face. "I don't understand." Her brows lowered, giving more of a concerned look. Why was he so angry at her? Only moments ago, he called out to her...
"I guess I was just a little scared..." Turning towards poor Christof, "and... ran to Barth for..." looking back at Barth for a bit before mumbling "comfort."
Bea could feel her face getting really hot again. She hung her head down a bit and turned to the side.
This was stupid. She just wanted to get out of the room. Never felt this much embarrassment in her undead life.
But wait.
Why was she feeling guilty for? It wasn't her fault she was startled by Christof! At least, she didn't believe it was her fault. Bea wasn't going to apologize for anything!
Bea gave a seriously stubborn look at Calder before saying, "You know, it was rude of you to throw yourself in front of me like that."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:31 pm
Christof's face had gone red, contorted by rage. With a snarl, he rushed forward, shrugging off his jacket as he went. Huffing his way up to Barth, he delivered a firm slap to the sloth (with his smaller right hand, thankfully) before draping the coat around the poor ghoul's shoulders and looking intent to lead her away.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:36 pm
Her blush made him narrow his eyes ever more at her. If she was coming to Barth for comfort, she was barking up the wrong tree. She needed to run to any other boil but this one. Dibs. DIBS! He wasn't about to kindle some new flames when he was trying to work his own angles here. He was going to stomp down any competition like a real stallion did. It was silly for him to let someone else take his place in line when he was trying to get his chance.
Flaring his nostrils, he then heard Bea turn about and accuse HIM of being rude. "I wasn't being rude!" He snapped back, moving up to look up at her. His eyes glimmering and fading in color. "Don't call me rude for throwing myself when you did the same thing, and what are you even scared of?" Calder looked about and saw nothing wrong before looking back at her. "I don't see anything. I would have trampled anything that so much as bothered anyone here." They were his herd after all. At least for now.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:38 pm
Willow blinked looking at the fighting her ears twitched as she watched the fighting between the four. She sighed but when Christof smacked Bea... or was that barth he smacked... she wasn't sure but that was the final straw. The tiger took a breath before letting out a loud roar at the four of them. "You all stop that."
Her ears were down and she was glaring at the whole group. "Christof you scared Bea so she hid behind Barth and I don't know why you're getting all worked up Calder but all of you stop this sillyness. Now." She was clearly unhappy, fur bristling.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:43 pm
"Now, hold on a minute-" Barth started, before Christof slapped him. Slapped him. For what?
 " ....Christof?"
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