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 Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:38 am
Ah, she had been right. Edel stifled her laughter as she watched the little rot bear ghoul give her epic declaration, recognising that enthusiasm and broken English immediately. She didn't want to spoil this for her, so she decided that she would play along with it.
“Pleased to see you tent hunter, I hope you're fine this evening.”
The others in the tent were already mingling on familiar terms, Edel could only deduce that they were already students from the school. She didn't managed to catch all the greetings, but the succubus ghoul (called Sin, she caught that name at the very least) had suggested that they take a look at what the rather grumpy woman was setting up. Edel was in agreement, but did not voice it. Instead she extended her hand and a polite greeting towards Sin. “Good Evening Sin, I'm Edelweiss, or just Edel for short.”
It struck her as an afterthought, but the atmosphere in the tent was rather uneasy, particularly around the students. Was it the fog? It seemed to be the case, but Edel wasn't sure why a fog would induce tension. But it was better not to ask.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:41 am
The sheer number of audible inputs and sights immediately inside the tent momentarily confused Yorugami; students, boils and ghouls seemed to be everywhere and talking all at once.
He stared at a pink-haired doll-like ghoul as she asked, “Does anyone have any ideas what this tent is for?” How interesting.
A Frost Demon that also captured his attention possessed beautiful flowing blue hair that seemed to be speaking to something that looked like a rotten bear…ghoul? He wasn’t too sure.
Yorugami felt his specie’s usual fascination at people watching arising. Interesting indeed…
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:46 am
"Edel, a pleasure." Sin was glad to see another demon, despite her open friendships with monsters and even undead she had been raised quite the demon elitist and that sort of mentality was hard to fully shake. Granted the rest of the Amityville Academy's demon population seemed far more open minded then she, and her parents. She was rather surprised in fact not to see Riley nearby, she had grown accustomed to seeing the purple demon joined at the hip with Malodore or Jericho.
Cloak it seemed was not the mistress of the tent which made Sin that much less likely to want to listen to her. Tuning out the trick or treater she moved on further into the tent.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:49 am
Lost and confused, Zeke doesn't quite know how he appeared in front of a mysterious tent. Possibly because he ran away from the festival holding a stolen egg, but whatever the case, he's here now. Surrounded by fog, and a bit chilly outside, Zeke decided to head into the tent anyway in hope of finding someone to ask for directions back to the festival.
"Anyone 'ere? I need some d'rections back to the floresctival... Anyone?" After several paces in, Zeke found a group of students equally as lost or just waiting for the fog to clear up like he was. Zeke pushed his hat up with his index finger and glanced around. "What are y'all doin' in this 'ere tent?" giving an inquisitive expression.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:50 am
"HEY, ARE WE CAMPING?" Cady asked no one in particular.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:52 am
Decibel watched as the tent slowly filled up, but stayed in her place out of the way. It was almost too much for her, and it was all she could do to just keep everything playing back normally. It wasn't all that bad until one of the ghouls started yelling. A frown tugged at the corner of her lips, and if she had a nose she would have wrinkled it. She wasn't used to such loud sounds and was tempted to lower the volume of her playback, but she refrained. That would draw much too much attention and she wasn't ready for a lot of attention just yet.
What she was ready for was finding out what the tent was for, and when Cloak and Dagger entered and seemed to have a bit more of an idea than she did, she trained her attention on them. When it turned out they didn't know what the tent was for either Decibel turned a bit blue, literally. Well, if they didn't know she might as well explore herself. Perking up her sound waves began to shift colours again and she started down the hallway.
She looked from boil to ghoul as she moved through the tent, picking up names here and there, but not always putting them to faces. Was she supposed to get to know them all? That seemed difficult, and talking would definitely be involved...maybe she was better off just exploring the tent.
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TRICK OR TREAT ACETRAINER Crew
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:53 am
"We can't camp here, this is fish country!" No one in particular who was also a buer answered.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 12:56 am
"I don't think this many people can camp together in one tent!" Yorugami answered out loud, tail flickering animatedly behind him. "Imagine the hygiene! It must be FILTHY at the boil's and ghoul's room!"
Then again, he thought about it some more, "Or do we have to go to the outhouse?" Digusting. He shuddered.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:00 am
"BUT...." Cady began.
"But fish are delicious." Yes. Cady did in fact love fishes because they were so delicious. She decided when this whole tent business was over, she HAD to go fishing.
Hygiene? She turned to the boil ,who she didn't recognize. "OH, IS THAT LIKE, UM. HYJEANS, THAT DRAGON WITH ALL THE HEADS RIGHT? And if you cut them off more grow out! Yeah, I bet we'd run out of room pretty quick." She chuckled at the rest of his remark. This boil sure was odd. "Outhouse? We're in one!" After all, it was like, a house that was also outside. Thats what tents were, right?
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:02 am
Her single eye shifted over to the arrival of new students, first landing on the demon boil, then to the manticore ghoul, and then finally the vampire boil. "Just as you are. Wandering aimlessly through the tent." She answered, unsure of what they were supposed to do in the damned thing.
Her gaze landed on Cady as she voiced her question to no one in particular, getting a few answers in return. The idea of camping in this place made her skin crawl. "Camping was never appealing to me before, it certainly isn't now.."
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:04 am
HEY, ARE WE CAMPING
Pepin couldn't help but lurch at the manticore's remark and turned her head blinking her noise-filled eyes. "Are.. you seriously...?"
Pursing a lip she almost believed the ghoul and nearly panicked. She hated sleeping outside her laptop! It was really difficult to get all those stray pixels back.
Cloaks remark hadn't gone unnoticed but the glitch ghost couldn't help but do a quick self check to make sure she wasn't losing too much visibility.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:08 am
Yorugami couldn’t help but stare at the Manticore and wonder if it was just sheer ignorance or simple just mockery on her part. He felt an eye twitch.
“I think you meant Hydra, the monster with the head regeneration capabilities.” He huffed out, annoyed. “ I was meaning hygiene, which in common layman terms, mean general state of cleanliness.”
The Shadow demon then continued on blithely, “An outhouse though is where one will excrete bodily secretions…such as…” He stopped in mid-explanation. “I’m not sure if conversations about bodily excretions are taboo.” He inquired, “Are they?”
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:09 am
" ...OLE!" yelled Owl as she attempted to give Edel an awesome hi-five. She was ready to explore and hunt the tent.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:14 am
"Cleanliness?" Her ears flattened, and her eyes widened in horror.
"Are you talking about BATHS?!" She glanced around furtively. But no, surely not. This was a TENT. It couldn't have plumbing...Could it?
"I don't have any taboos," she replied, less certain being in this tent was a good idea. "Gladys says that taboos make you look like A Harlot, especially the ones with the butterflies or the swirly writing."
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:18 am
When Zeke heard the hooded pink-haired ghoul's reply, he took off his hat and scratched his head a few times over. "Well, I suppose that's quite true" he chuckled. "The Name's Zeke Jones by the way, but you may call me Zeke." He bowed ever so slightly and casually put his black cowboil hat back on.
The question about camping was an interesting concept to Zeke. He ears immediately perked at the word camping. His attention was instantly directed towards a ghoul and a boil talking about outhouses. "an OUTHOUSE?" Zeke laughed. "We ain't in no outhouse, lil' lady." smiling at the manticore.
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