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 Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:01 pm
Mot was on the road to being the spitting image of a tomato. Sing to Hel? Over the hpone? Hel sang while he was around a couple times, and he liked that but... sing to her?!
REALLY?!
Mot accidentally closed his fist around the can of pop so hard it exploded. Mot looked it over a long while, and dropped it to the side for now, shaking off his now sticky pop soaked hand. "...You're on, Punk."
Mot was going to make him sing.
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Ice Queen rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:03 pm
Roch had no idea that determination might make the sharpshooter boil an even better shot. No, he had good odds in his mind that he would be listening to Mot sing for Hel any moment--
He tossed the can into the air and slammed the baseball bat into it, sending it flying.
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Bittiface rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:06 pm
Mot was busying himself by licking the pop off of his had when Roch was just about to swing the bat. s**t!
The reaper reached for the gun as the can was sent sailing, drawing the weapon as fast as he could and taking a shot at the can.
So much depended on this shot!!!
...But it was too little too late. His bullet went sailing past the can.
. . . .
@A@
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:10 pm
Roch blinked, then started cracking up. "CALL HER CALL HER CALL HER!!" he cheered, reaching up and summoning his guitar. "I'll do the music! You should sing... I dunno... How about Patience?" he teased shamelessly. "Because she sure as hell's going to haveta be! You know how to whistle?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:27 pm
"NOOOOOOO!" Mot wailed, dropping to his knees in a most dramatic fashion. щ(=Д=; щ)"B-but...I...bu..." The cowboil helplessly looked for an excuse, but he had nothing. He.. had to sing to Hel? Oh Jack, Roch even summoned his Jacking guitar! "I uh... yeah." Mot nodded. Of course he could whistle. Mot heaved a heavy drawn out sigh. He didn't move from his knees, digging into his coat for his phone and sadly licking his sticky hand clean. Mot dialed Hel's number. ....he waited. When Hel picked up, Mot darkened to a shade of red that seemed to radiate his embarrassment. "...Uh.. Hel?"Quote: "Ah...! Hello, Mot!....Is everything alright, friend?" Mot was silent on the other end. He felt like he was going to burst into flames at any moment. He cast an unseen glare toward Roch.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:30 pm
"One, two, one two three," Roch said, starting up the music, an evil grin on his face as he looked expectantly at Mot, knowing he wouldn't back down from this.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:09 pm
"I've been better." Mot smacked a hand over his face, groaning into the phone. He had no choice. Roch was already playing his guitar now. "Here goes nothing.. this is for making us those holsters.."With that, Mot began to whistle the intro to the song, sitting on the ground, he leaned back on his free hand, hovering the phone over his ear. Soon enough, his raspy singing voice was heard over the phone... "Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you
I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think about you every day now"UGH! These lyrics! Hel was going to get the wrong idea... "Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt you're in my heart now"I am going to murder Roch..."Said woman take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said sugar make it slow
And we'll come together fine
All we need is just a little patience"Mot was actually quite the trouper, singing the entire song, even though his heart felt as if it was going to beat out of his chest and run away. He'd never sang to a ghoul before! It was humiliating! But now it was over. Mot rubbed his face, worried what Hel was thinking on the other end.. N-nothing??? Mot panicked and stopped the call, tossing his phone into the field.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:12 pm
"That was great!" Roch said, racing over to grab the phone. "Hey, Hel, he wanted to say thank you for the holsters, y'know? So I talked him into singing for you. He ain't bad, is he?" he asked. "Maybe not as good as you are, but he ain't bad!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:24 pm
Mot had hit the wrong button on his phone before he tossed it. Mot watched as Roch brought the phone back, sitting in his spot of woe. He was talking to Hel... W-what was she saying to him?! Quote: ".......Uh...Roch! Um, good to hear you, friend!....Ah...I see. Heh..... uh...I think he did a...ah...a marvelous job!" Mot asked curiously, though making no attempt at all to take her phone back.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:52 pm
Roch grinned, crouching down next to Mot so he could hear the conversation as well. "Marvelous, huh? Yeah, I like that word. Not too bad with no practice, especially. But hey, I wanted to thank you, too. I really, REALLY suck at shooting, but it's still awesome to have! I really like the music notes, too. Hey, is there anything we can do to thank you? I got some pals that can bake, I could hook you up with some seriously good spookies!"
In other words he'd pay back her favor by asking a favor from someone else, who he'd pay some other way. Roch logic. Go figure.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:07 pm
Quote: "What? He hasn't had any practice.....?" A pause, and then laughter. "No really, friend, it's alright! It was a pleasure to make them, and I'm pleased that you enjoy it so, truly." Mot smirked, albeit still red in the face. "I told you so, Roch." Hel just did things because she wanted to.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:10 pm
Roch shrugged, still not quite buying it. "Well glad you liked it," he said. "We gotta go, we're in the middle of practicing. But seriously, thanks for the holsters!"
He handed the phone back to Mot, letting him decide if he wanted to say anything else before hanging up.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:25 pm
Mot took the phone back gingerly, putting it to his ear, scratching his cheek thoughtlessly. Quote: "...Oh! Well, if you're intent upon repaying me, friend, I will take you up on the chance for an audition soon!" The volume was still on loud, and Mot turned his head away, certain Roch heard that last bit himself. "Audition?"The reaper, put the phone back to his ear after turning down the volume again. "Hm?"Quote: "Uh..." Another pause. "...That was an unexpected, pleasant surprise...It made my day, thank you!" Mot bit his lip, nodding to no one in particular. "You're welcome, I guess. Talk to you later." Mot ended the call, pocketing the device carefully. He then lifted the brim of his hat up just enough to cast a shadowy glare at Roch. "You'll get yours." With that, he put the brim back down and stood back up. "I know you have a crush.. I will find out who it is."Mot.... grinned.
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Ice Queen rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:32 pm
"Yeah, next time you call her tell her my number," Roch said. "I owe her an audition to join the club. And fine, let's do it again," he said, standing and tossing the can, then hitting it with the baseball bat.
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Bittiface rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:37 pm
"Ah, sure. You got it." Mot nodded, pulling the gun from his holster again and taking a few steps back. Back to training! No thinking! Mot was just going to pretend that whole fiasco didn't happen at all.
Nothing happened.
The can was hit into the air, and Mot focused his energy on trying to aim better.
BAM!
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