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 Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:59 am
At least show up. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever." That probably meant... She wouldn't. beating up on other bands? Yeah, she liked keeping her violin in one piece so... Probably not.
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Then a certain someone came strolling along. A face that was familiar to both parties sitting up in the tree. The monochrome vampire, whistling and strolling along as if he didn't have a care in the world. Yes. Today was a good day. Today was a day for blackmail and harassment. Nothing could go wrong today. Surprisingly, the boil didn't seem to notice anything at first. That's what he got for not looking up. Then he heard a familiar femininely masculine voice. Ohhhh. "Oh no, a p***y cat and a hedgehog stuck in a tree. Are they... K-I-S-S-I-N-G?" Lou thought about what he said for a moment. "I apologize. That was terrible and not at all the quality of harassment one would come to expect from me. I'll try harder next time.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:05 am
Roch looked at Riyo, then sighed, figuring out she wouldn't as soon as she said that. Oh well, can't win them all. Then he looked down at Lou. "Jack that was lame," he said. "You should be apologizing." Had he found the apology funny? Yeah, probably.
"Hey, Riyo, if we lit a match and tossed it down do you think it would blow out before it got to him?" he asked the cat demon curiously. "I suck at science. Or maybe it would catch the tree on fire before getting to him..." He started digging through his pockets, intent on finding out.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:21 am
Riyo's eyes narrowed as she looked down on the vampire. Today wasn't a good day to deal with him, but really... What day was? "Don't you have shoes to steal or something?" The ghoul hissed, recalling how her red shoes almost ended up in the hands of this boil. She then turned to Roch.
"Yes. It probably would. Don't waste your matches lighting s**t on fire."
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"Ouch. Oh, both of you hurt me. Right here." The boil grinned and patted his chest. "In my cold, dead heart." And then something happened. The boil started to break apart into... Little bats. Hundreds of little bats, which swarmed upwards and at the very end of the branch Riyo was sitting on... Cracking sounds ensued as the vampire reformed, standing straight up with hands in his pockets.
"So tell me, p***y cat, do you really always land on your feet? I'd be interested to see it, what with all the branches below."
Then he glanced at Roch. "Didn't realize hedgehogs could climb either. Fancy that. Learn something new every day."
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:28 am
Roch snorted--summoned his guitar, and started chopping at the branch he was sitting on (between Riyo and the vampire), planning on cutting it off.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 4:04 pm
Riyo immediately cringed as her ears caught the noise of the branch cracking. This had happened before. She had taken a plunge off a tree, and this time Deacon wasn't around to be her meat shield. "Yes. I always land on my feet." The ghoul bluffed, hoping he would lose interest.
Not that he'd apparently need to, considering Roch was chopping at it like a mad man. "Roch, I really don't think that's going to work!"
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Lou raised an eyebrow as the boil spawned in what Lou thought was an ugly axe, immediately returning to his batty state and flying a couple branches upwards. This time he had a seat as he reformed. "Alright, lets hear it for our expert lumberjack over here!" The vampire boil began to clap mockingly. "Dunno why you thought I couldn't just fly somewhere else, but props to you for proving that your IQ is officially lower than the tree you're chopping at!" And thus it began. Lou continuing to jackass his way around campus.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 5:06 pm
"It was worth a try," Roch said with a shrug. "At least it got you off of Riyo's branch. Seriously, loser, who did you have to sleep with to get into this school? Was it a gnome?" The bat thing would be annoying in a fight.
"So there's no cool down time for the bat thing, huh?" Roch asked, his mind going to something else. "What else can you do?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 6:21 pm
Well now that Riyo's branch was significantly shorter, the ghoul immediately scooted herself as far against the trunk as she possibly could. "Yeah, whose a** did you have to kiss to be accepted?" The feline decided to back Roch up on this one, considering they were about on the same page this this douche.
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"Sleep with? Oh hoho! I would've gladly had my way with any lady who threw the offer on the table, but no." The boil rested his head on his hand, looking down at them with amusement written all over his face. "It turns out Amityville just has a sad lack of attractive students. I mean, just look at you two. Metal face and princess A cup."
"B-CUP!" Riyo practically screamed her interjection, though it would illicit no reaction from Lou.
"And of course not. A dragon doesn't need cooldowns to use its wings. It just needs to be well-rested. S'about the same thing, really." Lou mused, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "I'm good at many things. Most of them involve women. Mmm. I also make a mean batch of spookies. Good at pop culture trivia as well.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 6:06 pm
His mind went straight to-- "So you bake?" Roch asked. "That makes you less a complete and utter useless waste of FEAR. You still ARE, sure, but a little less than I thought you were."
It figured the walking stomach would think that way. But-- "Jack, does that mean you'd sleep with HELLMA if she asked?" he asked, his eyes huge. The whole metal face comment didn't mean crap to him. "Man, that's so disgusting. Seriously disgusting. I think I just threw up a little in my mouth type of disgusting," he said.
Then he looked at Riyo, examining her chest thoughtfully before looking away as if it had never happened.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 1:55 pm
"All women need love." The boil held up his hands and shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. The truth was, he had never seen Helma nor did he realize the implications of such an idea. "All women except fun-sucking, prude, flat-chested, and overall unpleasant beings under the guise of a ghoul." His head tilted Riyo's direction, looking at her thoughtfully. "And I take it nothing's changed since you still have that same prude, fun-sucking air to you. Not that I expected Snaggletooth to get it right." It was a hint to something that had transpired. Something that might've been the cause of Riyo's recent issues.
"If you're that disgusted it's because you're just a boil, not a man like me." As if it was something to be proud of. Good grief.
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Riyo caught that look, Roch. And she was giving you one hell of a dirty glare. Folding her arms over her chest insecurely, Riyo's ears twitched at the mention of 'snaggletooth'.
"... What's that supposed to mean?" The ghoul's face became grim as she practically burned holes into the boil.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 4:53 pm
"You've never seen Hellma, have you," Roch said flat out. Then he looked at Riyo, thoughtfully. He had no idea who snaggletooth was. "And here you're talkin' love, when all you're thinkin' is sex," he went on, turning back to Lou.
"I like Riyo," he said. "Sure she can be a pain in the a**, but she ain't that bad to me. I'm not sayin' we'd make a good couple or anything, cuz we wouldn't, but I think sooner or later she's gonna find a guy that isn't a d**k. Or would willingly sleep with a tentacle monster octopus thing."
He looked at Riyo. "So, how should we write his love letter? I'm thinkin' 'Dear Hellma, I think you're hot, lemme do you--'"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 6:05 am
"Sex? Love? Same thing." Lou shrugged the boil off in that matter. Such a concept as love was below him. "I've been with ugly women before. It doesn't bother me. I get what I want, and they get to feel good about themselves for once. Everybody wins." Yes, he was one of those kinds of people. A vampire in more ways than one, feeding off insecurities and emotions.
Laying across his branch like a cheshire cat, his eyes continued switching between the two, a smile never leaving his lips.
"Ooooh, princess. I think you know what I'm talking about." It seemed to be the only bone he would throw her. Let the ghoul figure it out for herself. It was much more amusing to sew the seeds and let them grow by themselves.
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It was pretty obvious Roch was getting no points with Riyo by the way she was looking at him.
"Gee. Thanks Roch." Obviously a sarcastic and not very sincere thank you. And while the boil was going on about Helma, she was staring at Lou angrily, slowly piecing the puzzle together.
Then a crucial fact struck her upside the head.
Titus had never even mentioned anything intimate before he met Lou.
The very thought made her leap from sitting, index finger lifting to point directly at the boil.
"YOU. THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 1:08 pm
 Roch wasn't sure what was going on, exactly, but he was positive it was going to be entertaining. And likely result in a lot of pain.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 3:58 pm
What kind of trouble was Lou getting himself into? None, as far as he was concerned. "You really shouldn't point fingers like that. You'll poke somebody's eye out." The boil yawned, her accusations apparently not affecting him. Oh, they were true, so to speak. Though 'fault' was such a strong word. He preferred to think of it as an influence. "Careful p***y cat, get too stressed and your hair might fall out. Then you'll be even less attractive." Was he worried? No. Not really. What could she do? Give him allergies? Meow him to death? Please.
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Riyo's face about matched her eyes now. There was no doubt about it. The ghoul was like a pot of boiling water, seconds away from bubbling over, and instead of trying to turn the oven off, Lou just kept adding fuel.
With a bend of her legs, the feline grabbed the branch just above her and started to climb. What was she going to do? Well she sure as hell wasn't going to shake hands with him. "It's your fault I have to put up with this s**t! It's your fault Titus is acting stupider than before!"
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"You're welcome." Lou sat up as he watched her ascend and looked down at Roch. "Well, don't you look chipper now. Better tell this ghoul to get back in the kitchen. She's cruisin' for a bruisin'."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 4:06 pm
"Riyo's a hob, you're a... what, snot? She'd kick your a** if she wanted to," Roch said. But his mind was on other things. So this guy was the reason Titus asked Riyo if she would sleep with him, huh? Lou sure seemed interested in her sex life for a guy that was constantly downing her. Then he looked up at Riyo, wondering if she knew what she was doing. The limbs up there were jackin' thin.
"So... do you have any other setting than jackass?" Roch asked the vampire curiously. "Or are you stuck in that gear?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 6:02 pm
So she was a hob. There were probably different expectations for ghouls. Maybe her last exam was baking a souffle that didn't deflate after being removed from the oven.
"I only have one setting, and that's awesome." The boil held his nose up high, as if proud of the fact that he was not only pompous but ignorant as well. "I can't help it if people occasionally come to me asking for help to be this cool. Not everyone is as good with the ladies." Lou's arms folded across his chest, nodding wisely. Someone had to agree with what he was saying. Might as well be him.
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A couple of branches snapped as Riyo was trying to lift herself. She made no noises of surprise or trip-ups in her movement. She just grabbed the next available branch on her descent and tried to go up another way. Was she mad? Oh yeah, she was mad.
And when she finally reached the vampire's branch, she crouched and approached slowly, ears folded back under her hood. The branch was crackling, but it mattered little.
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