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Mot watched in amusement the harder Charlie tried. Oh, poor demon boil. Trying so hard.

Mot's unseen eyes lit up as it was suggested Charlie get punished for his forfeit. "Oh... I have an idea." He said in as gravvely and cruel a voice as he could muster. The reaper smirked, and lifted a finger. "Charlie is forbade from talking for three whole rounds. Any time you slip up and speak, you have to add another round of silence." Mot grinned and leaned back. "If you must say something, you have to use charades to do it."

Charlie crossed his arms and gave a pouty expression. He had to be quiet for 3 whole rounds!? That sounded easy enough until Tro piped up about singing not being lame.

"Singing is TOTALLY lame unless if your in a band or something or..." Oh wait he was breaking his forfeit already. Charlie bit his lip and gave a very disapproving look to Tro and Mot. Maybe it wasn't the smartest thing to do considering he'd be sharing a cabin with the two later on but at this point in time the demon didn't really care. He was pouty.

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"Umm.." Tahki finally piped up her self, "...Whos turn is it now?"

"Charlie? Not talking?" She giggled softly, turning to look at Mot with a small grin, indicating that she was all for the idea; while the demon was like a younger brother to her, she was all for teasing him once in a while... Since it was fun to see his various reactions. Looking at Tess when she agreed to it, and then at Tahki and Petro when they didn't seem to disapprove, Lizzy nodded, "No talk for 3 whole rounds then!"

She sensed the anger in Petro's voice, and shot the boil an apologetic look; while she didn't know that singing was important to him, she knew that an angry Petro in such a small space might be a bad thing... Considering how he was always more of an 'act' than a 'think' person. She looked at Charlie, putting a finger on her lips, "Shh, no talking for 3 rounds, Charlie! Since you spoke just now, I'm going to add one more round to your count - if you protest, it's another round!"

Such cruelty towards Charlie. Such cruelty indeed.

"It is indeed Mot's turn," She confirmed with a nod right after Tess had answered Tahki. Looking at the cowboil, she gestured at the bottle on the floor, "Go ahead and give it a spin~"

[ROLL 1D6!

1 - Lizzy
2 - Tess
3 - Petro (Done!)
4 - Mot (Turn!)
5 - Charlie
6 - Tahki

Charlie's forfeit: 3 more rounds!]

It was fortunate for the fallen angel that Lizzy decided to step in when she did because Tro was ready to start a ruckus. The kind that did not involve speaking, but might still involve the mouth. And by that, Tro meant his fist in Charlie's mouth. Catching the spider demoness' look, Petro only shot the pink-haired boil an angry, disapproving glare. Getting someone else to fight his battles for him? Tsk, his opinion of the other boil had gone lower since their time on the Island.

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The winged ghoul looked mildly uncomfortable that she was not the target. While Mot had shown he was a gentleboil, she would rather not risk a dare of any sort. It didn't sound like the proper thing for a manananggal to do, anyway. Which was why she chose, "Truth, then." She bit her lower lip, hoping she wouldn't be asked too embarrassing a question.

Did, did Charlie really just stick his tongue out at Tro? Apparently he did! Before the reaper could ask Tess a question, the horse boil practically launched himself at the fallen angel, an arm pulled back, a hand balled into a fist. It was obvious Tro intended to deliver a knuckle-sandwich right into the pink-haired boil's mouth. The only warning made was a snarl and bared teeth.

It had happened so fast. In all honesty Charlie was not expecting such a reaction from the other boil. It was all Charlie could do to shut his eyes and cover his face with sleeved hands.

But nothing hit him?

Slowly, the demons hands fell away from his face. Just what was going on? Then Lizzy? TIME OUT!

"WHAT!?" The demon huffed. "I don't want to have time out with THAT GUY!" The last bit of his statement was almost a shriek of terror. It was official. Petro had actually gotten through to Charlie not to mess with him which in turn made Charlie a little afraid of the horse man. How long the demon would remember this lesson was unknown. Charlie wasn't so good at remembering who he needed to not ******** with.

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Tahki only sat there. Stiff as a board not sure what the heck was going on.

"Uh... yeah time out sounds like a good idea." She couldn't face Tro or Charlie as the words spilled from her lips. She gave Lizzy a concerned look though.

Petro would ignored Lizzy's command had he not felt her hands tug at him. He turned to face her, square-root brows knitted in indignation, oddly enough on her behalf. "He deserves it," the horse boil reasoned, "Y' shouldn't have to fight his battles for him. Ain't right," again he glared daggers at the fallen. Begrudgingly, he obeyed Lizzy's order, if only because he has yet to acknowledge someone else as herd leader. But he gravely pointed a finger at Charlie, warning him, "Next time, y' might not be so lucky."

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Tess had all but embossed herself onto the wall where she was hovering in front of when the tikbalang attacked. So her parents were right to warn her of the horse monster's temper after all! Maybe it was because Charlie was a boil or maybe because he just hit a nerve because she did remember Petro telling her that he wouldn't hurt a ghoul. "U-um, what I'm most scared of?" she repeated,
Other than being stuck legless forever? was her knee-jerk (figuratively) response. She cleared her throat instead, "It would have to be becoming my mother."