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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:29 pm
"Ribbons?" He snickered at such a suggestions. "Unless they are something tied around a foxfire coat or decorating something from Victorian Secrets, a ribbon doesn't cut it." He waved off such a idea. Either the boil knew nothing about ghouls or the ghouls in his part of Halloween were very plain and easily impressed.
And speaking of ghouls. One was bumping by in the strangest of vibrations as she excused herself, dressed in what TG could only describe as a monotone swimsuit. "Now that in a set of ribbons wouldn't be all that bad." Though she didn't seem to be a reaper. She also floated. Ghost? Damn the luck.
"Right, ghost?" He pointed out to Vero to the other ghost passing by.
But hark, there were other ghouls. Far less undead than the others, and he turned to lean on his elbow as he looked over to a pair of fast-moving beauties, a little bounce in their fast steps that he could fully appreciate. "As for those two..." He let his large eyes wander. "...lace would be better." He gave out a whistle at the pair of them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:31 pm
The reaper boil wrinkled his nose at the imp's suggestion, "It's for my *sister*, squirt. I aint goin' on a vacation with either of them." He snapped his fingers at the little bug, "That's more like it! Ribbons, huh... yeah, she likes that crap. Hats and things for her hair.... although, I guess she'd never say no to some new beads..." He looked thoughtful for a moment before straightening up and pushing his hat up above his eyes again, "OH! I almost forgot! How rude o' me- Name's Enzo. Enzo Valentino," He smirked. There was probably no way either had heard of his family's name, but that didn't matter. "Just a swinger passin' through. Now. Either of you chumps got a few spare seeds for me to get a-" He paused, glancing beside the table with a smirk and a low whistle as a gaggle of girls ambled past, "Well, I guess there would be a good reason t'go to school. If it meant gettin' close to birds like that." AND ANY GIRLS WHO WANT SUM TROUBLE.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:34 pm
 "WHAT?" Pepin cried out searching desperately for the voice that had addressed her. "Whoever said that, yes, Ribbons are QUITE wonderful on a pretty ghoul!" she shouted unnecessarily loud into the crowd.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:39 pm
The other two were whistling. Hum? There was a pause, and then Vero attempted to whistle as well. It came out metallic from under his face-mask, and well . . . was otherwise just a rush of air.
Second try, same.
Third try, maybe a bit of a whistle. Vero let it go at that.
"Why do we do that?" he asked them, attempting to trace the path of the boils' eyes to each ghoul. "Also, we believe wrapping them up would not be in the best of interests. They would lose movement in their limbs."
Whatever the case, it seemed that the ghost the imp had pointed out had heard them and was . . . shouting. What was it with the maul and shouting? "Is this a good way to garner attention with ghouls? Shouting?" he asked any of the three, rather lost and trying his best to keep up.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:43 pm
Freya stopped short when Pepin cried out, hopefully letting Lattice slam into her at the sudden halt. She turned around and looked at Lattice, squeezing her hand slightly as one eyebrow lifted. She heard the whistle, and her eyes flickered for a moment, before catching sight of the boils looking their way.
"Trouble." Freya warned the ghoul. "I can smells it." Her grin spread wide on her face as she bent in, touching her forehead to Lattice's. "I loves trouble."
The mischievous look on her face should have Lattice running full speed away.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:43 pm
((Elden is a Quest)) "RApUNzEl." The spriggan repeated, sliding a hand carefully over the antler-looking-twigs atop his head before patting his cheeks and then settling his grip onto the table once more. Malkav continued to talk, mostly the same sort of gibberish that Elden was unfamiliar with.. and only when the Vampire seemed to look through him did the boil turn over a shoulder sharply.
Something..
Something had just hit him.
Elden spun completely around with a feral hiss, lips peeling back to expose an array of sharp teeth and the tongue which now wriggled like a worm in his throat. The flickering form of a hind-quarter was gaining speed and distancing itself from the spriggan boil, his hands rising up to each side of his face like talons ready to strike. But he couldn't pursue the booty, not when the vampire was yelling more of the strange nonsense of before.
"Bí i do thost!" His said in a continued hiss, the expression he held expectant. Malkav should know exactly what he meant by that! And if not, the finger that rose to still the vampire's lips should. With the other hand, Elden gestured toward the ghoul who had stopped to holler something at some of the other Maul go-ers.
"..Seilg mhór..!" (Big game!) Or in other words, that was a big butt.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:48 pm
" That was /you/?" Was all he could think to reply to the ...dog... thing. He would have gotten off completely free as Al had not seen who knocked him over exactly. Pretty much just a person in a swarm of them. But no. He fessed up. Fessed up and yet... brushed it off. Talk about adding insult to injury. The boil was nearly speechless as he seemed to stare veeeery intently at Van as if committing evvveerrrry little detail to memory. Even while lifting his cup to drink his now perfectly cooled hot cocoa. The loud chattering and chaos around him seemed blurred and meaningless in this moment. Suddenly, he called off his piercing stare to blink and look down licking his lips. Damn that is some FINE hot cocoa. Only way it could possibly have been better was with a shot of apple syrup. Still. For now. This was exactly what he needed. It still however did not permanently sway him from his quiet seething malice of the one he mentally decided to start calling, "the mutt". Mentally only however. It was good enough for him.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:48 pm
Lattice did lightly bump into Freya but luckily it was the parts of Lattice that weren't covered in nice pointy needles and even if it was the contact was just light enough to where it didn't give much of a sting. She felt the squeeze of her hand which she returned it and then heard the other ghoul's excited pitch as she spoke. Lattice smiled a bit wider in spite of herself.
Freya seemed to bring mischievousness out of Lattice, "What kind of trouble? May I assist?"
She heard the whistles and the words of some boils of course but she wasn't sure how to react to them. Lattice also recognized Pepin's voice. So many things happening all of the sudden!
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:50 pm
Pepin noticed the boil who addressed her screaming and narrowed her eyes. "I'll SHOUT YOU IN A MINUTE-" she barked, and turned to see something hissing at her. "...Did I stream a virus or something last night? I just want to get to my favorite stooooore" she moaned sadly.
Fortunately a familiar face within the crowd appeared.
"Oh Lattice, Lattice Lattice~" she chimed and stretched an arm up over the taller heads in the group.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 1:56 pm
Enzo smirked, "T'get their attention, yeah, cat. Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me, I gotta' skirt to sniff up," Still grinning, he swayed to his feet, nudging his hat onto a jaunty angle before ambling towards the patch of girls that had paused their travels just long enough for him to catch up while keeping his suave. Or what he felt was suave. "What's a pretty gagglea' broads like you doin' without an escort?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 2:02 pm
(( Malkav is a quest character. )) He really didn't like the finger that was pressed against his lips. In fact, he didn't like to be touched at all but for once, he paid it no mind. The boil was trying to show him something and he couldn't help but turn his head to look. Curiosity killed the bat. It was an a**, and what a fine one it was at that! It had a bit of a jiggle to it, almost as if it was filled with jello, or perhaps a bunch of little bumblebees longing for freedom. "Buzz, buzz, little bees. You must stay within, for your home is a thing of beauty. I suppose that is what caused the mess to my table," he stated more to himself than the demon beside him. He longed to invite it back to mess his table up more but where there was a fine looking butt, there was a fine looking ghoul attached. He knew better. Ghouls were nothing but trouble with a big capital D. "You have good taste in bouncy derrieres, my slightly short speech illiterate friend," Mal complimented, slapping the boil soundly on the back. "You should go get her."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 2:04 pm
"The name's TG." He returned, knowing a name was eye information to give. It meant that later, they would remember you. Names were priceless, or so his father said.
TG rolled his enormous eyes. "Your all limbs and no class. Guess you didn't drag that out of the grave with you." He slipped off the bench, adjusting his coat and licking his thumb to straighten out his eyebrows. Tossing his cup, he left the clueless ghost to continue his life clueless bachelor living and went in to listen to Enzo. The imp wasn't about to let a reaper reap the spoils and it was only a good thing he was here to help two of the loveliest of ladies from his arms. Oh what was he saying. He'd take all three! Triple the flavor. Triple the fun.
"I agree. You have to watch out for questionable persons preying on lovely ladies like youselves." He said, and nudged the boil beside him, indicating the wolf here in this conversation.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 2:09 pm
Enzo frowned for just a moment, giving T.G. a little kick to push him back, his smile back on his face as he hissed down to him, "Back off, Bub, I saw 'em first." He cleared his throat, straightening his jacket before pulling the dried flower from his lapel to offer it out to Lattice, "You ladies shopping for anyone.... Special?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 2:10 pm
meeki to acknowledge I read your post ^^
"I'm starting to wonder if there is some insane sale going on today or something-" she pouted. "Where are all these creatures coming fro-"
There was that damn voice again. This time Pepin looked down to see TG and blinked then looked to the only slightly taller Enzo who at least was catchable at eye-level. "Is that your minipet?" she asked. "How in Halloween did you teach it to talk??" she asked sincerely, eyes bright and inquisitive.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 2:14 pm
And just like that they were off, once again proving that ghouls were truly the gender that ruled all things. Or at least were capable of distracting a boil from their intended job. What was he supposed to be doing again?
Oh yes, observing, reporting. But he did add one note off to the side: Must ask how to obtain class. Perhaps this TG was onto something.
While the boils began their territorial fight over the gaggle of ghouls, Vero floated a little off to the side, where the spriggan was conversing with someone about . . . bees? And also ghouls.
More evidence to his theory.
"Do ghouls have magnetism?" he asked them both, still somewhat confused as to why everyone was dropping what they were doing to go and pursue them, however large their assets. "They have a curious effect on people."
The ghoul's shout was still reverberating under his helmet.
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