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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 4:24 pm
His face softened again and the left hand lowered, only for the right to rise, another gun similarly appearing. The gunshot that rang out was squishy, and Red would find a healthy dollop of applesauce coming at her face. Tac was giggling like a madman, "Always so much more interesting when you just stop trying. You take care, and maybe find a good surgeon to remove the stick up your a**. As for me, I need to find someone that really likes applesauce." With a typical -BAMF!- Tacitus was gone, though the sound effect wasn't wholy necessary. Though he really did go to find someone to come in and eat all the applesauce he had left behind. No use in letting it all go to waste, what with all the starving kids in the w-
Suddenly, children. Hundreds of them!
Lets hope none of them tried to eat any of Red's hair if it had any applesauce left in it.
Edit: ((I'm off for work, btw.))
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 4:30 pm
From that point on, she was sure she would hate applesauce forever, which was a shame since she would live several human lifetimes. As she tried cleaning the mess off of her face she heard the pitter patter of little feet that was a lot squishier than would normally be heard in a place as clean as the club usually was. By the time she could open her eyes, he was gone and tons of kids were about, screaming, giggling, and eating the applesauce, not seeming to care where they found it.
A tug at her arm let her know there was a child wanting her attention for some reason, and almost immediately she barked at it, not even aware of the gender. The child, seemingly unphased, ran away laughing. Her headache should have been wearing off about then, but instead it had worsened. This was not a good day.
<~>That was very very fun indeed. Completely out of the ordinary.XD<~>
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:23 pm
((A bizarre rp to say the least. I don't even know how to come in as of right now. The scene is so hard to imagine.))
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:24 pm
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:24 pm
<~>Just imagine a very pissed off Red in a club full or applesauce and spittle remains, with the only clean floor being the one her feet are standing over.<~>
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:27 pm
<<..... o o; .....does Pith have a magic mop?>>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:29 pm
((Technically yeah she can have a magic mop of sorts. Epithany would quite possibly be the best Janitor possible.))
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:30 pm
((I think of more the trouble of wading through all the children.))
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:32 pm
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:36 pm
<~>I'd handle the little ones, but I don't think anyone wants to leave Red to that at the moment.<~>
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:01 pm
The light ding of the elevator preempted her appearance as door slid open yawning languidly she stepped into the large normally empty room to see it full of children. Scratching her head she blinked in surprise she spouted a phrase in her native Dutch.
"Mijn goedheid, wat gaat?"
Getting her bearings back she proceeded to ask the question in English.
"Uhhh Whats going on? Why are there so many children here? Is the Orion hosting a party or something..."
Blinking she began to wade through the cloud of young ones grinning dumbly.
"I believe you perhaps need help"
She hadn't had to deal with a crowd this large since she was forced to act in the nursery for her guild. Even with the few people who actually had children, they were probably not of the age to need a party thrown. Blinking down at little boy crying she picked up the small child?
"Awww what's wrong?"
Still sniffling the little boy whined.
"Thars...thares no more appo sot!"
Blinking at Red she scratched her head
"Apple Sauce?"
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:03 pm
((Got caught up in TV for a moment, sorry for the belated post.))
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:08 pm
"Don't ask," she answered through gritted teeth, nails digging into the counter. She was so frustrated and furious from before that she was unable to move from the spot she was standing in. All she was able to do was fall into a middle ground between consciousness and unconsciousness. When her senpai came in and brought her fully back into reality, nothing in her could really express gratitude.
The noise flooded her ears for the last time when all of a sudden everything fell silent. Not just for her, but for every single snot nosed brat that flooded the otherwise boring and quiet club. Some would be mystified by this, freaking out that maybe they talked themselves mute, but once they calmed down, she'd give them all their voices back.
"I'm sure you'll still be able to speak, but the noise is too much for me."
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:24 pm
Amongst the sea of children, she waded towards the Orion's bar setting down the little boy. Climbing atop a barstool she put to fingers to her mouth regaled the crowd with an ear piercing whistle, followed by the high pitched crackle of mana in her hand to catch her attention.
"Uuuuh who here wants a snack?"
Not sure what the crackling light coming from her hand was many of the children turned to see what was going. A Unanimous chime of hands and numerous small voices soon filled the air.
"Ok...if you all get really quiet then we can get that snack."
How she was going to get enough of anything to quiet down the children was beyond her, but it was at least a start. Looking towards Red she mouthed the words
"Any ideas?"
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:33 pm
"Well we could cook half of them and feed them to the other half." Her reaction generated a resounding thud as each child stood back in horror at her suggestion. The cunning kitsune in her kicked in immediately and suddenly she was back to life, walking around the bar into the sea of children.
"I personally think all the red headed ones should go. I do so hate competition." An even more shocking look struck the red heads in the crowd. She'd hear various sobs were it not for the fact that she shut their voices off. Picking out a freckled boy, she lifted him to display to Epithany.
"This one would be a good starter."
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