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 Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 11:47 pm
Taking the offered pen, Zhi cackled at the question, jerking his head in the direction of the shirtless war horseman--Shik--as he signed the sheet. "Bid and won!" He declared proudly, puffing up his chest, "Only cost me 3 seeds!"
Well, technically, Shik had been won for 6 seeds, but the fact he had co-bid meant that he only had to pay a measly 3 seeds. It had indeed been a good deal.
Done with signing, he handed the pen back. "You'll probably have to ask the little Halloween students to find someone with a small natural form," Zhi advised, "We horsemen don't have forms quite as pitiful as Halloween creatures do." Nevermind that he was talking to a Halloween creature right now. Seeming unaware of the fact that he may have insulted the ghoul, the man simply smiled.(☉‿☉)
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 12:11 am
He grinned. "Kiss here and then no silver." He said, pointing a little away from his cheek to just the corner of his lips. "That's all."
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 12:41 am
As Yuzhi returned with an armload of plushies in her arms she stared at the auction stage for a long moment her eyes lingering on the small ghost ghoul for a long moment. She raised her hand.
"I bid twelve seeds on the pale one." She was ignoring Zhiqiang even existed lest her rage gets riled up again.
YUZHI IS BIDDING 12 SEEDS ON VICTORIA!
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 12:57 am
Miyako's pale skin was now as red as a tomato. She didn't care about paying money, but he obviously wasn't letting the kiss go. Her thoughts were racing as she tried to figure out what to do. This was too much for the neko to handle. She was bad at decisions, and even worse at..well okay she was pretty bad at a lot of things. She really needed his signature, but she really wasn't sure if this was a good thing to do. She couldn't be mean though and say no, besides she had no real reason besides fear and shyness. "F-fine...!.." She pouted, trying to hide the fact that her face was as red as possible. She had to act quick before she ended up chickening out so, she shyly, and very lightly kissed where he had pointed to. Almost too lightly actually. It was almost like it didn't happen, but it did, as could be seen by the look on the neko's face the fact that her face was getting so red it was almost purple, and because of the fact she looked like she was either about to die or explode. Yea it really wasn't that big of a deal, but to the poor shy little neko it was a little more then she could handle. ..she apparently cracks under presure. And now, she was so embarassed and afraid of what TG's reaction would be. She was even contemplateing forgetting about the list and running away, but then that would be rude, and she couldn't be rude. Well he would have to say something, because now she was too scared and shy to speak... Yea saying the neko didn't handle things well would be an understatement.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 1:05 am
It worked? It actually worked! HE GOT KISSED! TG was all smiles and his tail was curling into twisting knots as he beamed at her. "Score!" He called out before taking out a pen and writing his name. "There you go, sweet lips. If you want seconds, come over anytime. My lips are yours." He leaned over and handed her the paper.
Ladies couldn't get enough of him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 1:10 am
Neza waited for the auction to end. She had uneasy feeling in her belly because all this suspense was killing her. She was so close to weasel herself out of this mess she got her self into. She even had her winning smirk on her face when they announced that auction is not over until they all get auctioned of. Or maybe there hope for her yet. That is if no one bids for her again.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 2:33 am
Vanya took back the piece of paper, folded it and placed it back into her purse. She eyed the horseman and gave a nod of approval. "Congrats. A bargain." Glancing around, she shrugged. "Thanks again. But I've gotta run now. Maybe I'll see you around."
With that she turned rather dramatically, hair flowing with the movement. One might say it was a little too flamboyant and that one might not know Vanya or what she was like. She exited the room, beginning her search for the last item on her list. [EXIT]
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 5:24 am
Muka snickered at Freya and signed her paper under EATS ALL THE THINGS. "Oh excuse me for a moment?" His head bobbled at the pair and he turned back to the stage. MUKA IS BIDDING 20 SEEDS ON VICTORIA!
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 6:33 am
Her face was way beyond red now. She couldn't even speak, she just simly nodded and grabbed her paper when he handed it back to her. Well TG seemed to be happy, that made her feel a little better. Well, she thought he was happy, she wasn't really sure though. "Th-thank you.." That came out as more of a whisper.. but at least she had said it. Then she wandered a way, before her face decided to explode from extreme redness or something.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 6:50 am
"I am Faiyum, Alchemist of the Famine Clan," he said, introducing himself once again. His ever observant eyes were picking up--no, actually he didn't need to be that observant. The boil was drunk. "I specialize in carnivorous plants, much like the ones that act as my hair. "I do not know if you were one of the ones on Famine Isle when the... last moments happened, but the vines inside that room were from an experiment that I collaborated on."
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 8:41 am
Abs, ay? There were definitely worse nicknames he could've received. "Well, that's reassuring at least." A year old head injury couldn't affect thought process too much, right?
Heh. Women and their cravings. "No, I suppose I can't. It looks like all the fat goes to your chest anyways." Or so he had noticed.
The cold finger was eventually enough to earn a shiver from the boil. This might've very well been the first time a sober ghoul had been so into him. Moreover, she didn't seem to mind his diarrhea mouth. On the contrary, she played along! More good news came when it turned out he didn't have to end up disemboweled at the end of the night. Well alright then. He'd been mentally preparing himself for it, but this worked too.
"Whe-he-hell. I can't guarantee you'd be very safe from mine." Lou's eyebrows waggled, followed by a playful growl. Absentmindedly he wondered just what kind of ghoul she was, what with that tail and those stitches.
"Fun, is it?" The vampire practically welcomed her to do whatever the hell she wanted with open arms. There were no bubbles here. Not if you were a pretty lady... Or perhaps a pretty enough man. Or really, an ugly woman would've been just fine too. He wasn't picky. "That's my middle name." Though Lou F. Ferre didn't have nearly as nice a ring to it.
Aaaaaaaaand his hand went up again for bidding.
"25 on the runt!" LOU IS BIDDING 25 SEEDS ON VICTORIA!
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 9:27 am
Shehk grinned. "You think so? I didn't think there was much fat in blood." Her tongue worried briefly at where her vampire-like fangs had once been, apart of her mind immediately running to thoughts of feeding again. Hadn't she just taken care of that need not even an hour ago? Her feedings would become her undoing someday. "But a little extra padding isn't so unfortunate."
Lou's growl was playfully returned, the pricolici bumping her nose against his. "Mmmm, gonna give me a run for my money then? Gonna out-animal an animal? Sounds exciting."
Draping her arms around his shoulders, she passed a look towards the bidding for a moment, before looking back to the vampire. "Though, I do have to ask if sleep is something you find mandatory, abs. I'd assume, but some undead at least like to fake it." She sighed. "So, have to see if begging for. a distraction at two in the morning is viable."
Around when she had far too much time to spend thinking.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 10:16 am
Nahm descended smoothly from the stage; he had remained quiet throughout the auction, only occasionally grinning out at the bidders, showing a gleam of teeth. Mysterious. He flashed a smile Junko's way - it had been a good try. However? The ghoul who had won him had one hell of a rack. He was alllll good with that. He stopped in front of her, folded his hands in font of him in his sleeves, and bowed gracefully. "At your service," he said. When the pen was extended to him, he tilted his head, studied the paper, and signed under " Owns a foxfire," adding a little doodle of a toothy foxfire beside the question.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 10:57 am
"Oye!" Roch called to Junko. "If y'win a bid d'ya have to call in the day right away or can you put it off until y'need them?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 12:29 pm
Victoria's face lit up when someone placed a bid on her; at first, she didn't really understand what being auctioned was all about, and didn't mind that nobody placed a bid on her. However, having watched it for a while, she realized that this was almost like you were being adopted - and only good ghouls get adopted. Bad ghouls just... Never get adopted. They stay in the orphanage till they're legally an adult, and then they have to leave the orphanage. Not being won made her wonder if maybe she was doing something wrong... That's why the first bid meant so much to her.
Positively beaming at the petite ghoul - how odd to be "adopted" by a ghoul her size! - she bowed, trying to be the good ghoul Matron taught her to be.
"Sir Muka!" Her smile widened, and she wanted to just float off the stage towards her friend; the only thing stopping her was the nice Student Council Vice-president lady... She was pretty sure that she was supposed to stay up there till the event's over - which was just as well, since she could see into forever everyone from where she was, "Sir Lou!"
A curtsy to each boil followed; she was going to be adopted-for-a-day! Yay!
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