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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:17 pm
Clerise lost Balthazar on the way to the cafeteria, something about not wanting to see her completely debauched thank you very much, That he had seen it QUITE ENOUGH before and now he could WILLINGLY not see it-- so. He was off, AND the b*****d had taken her phone. Well, at least Nona had come with her~ She gave the harpy-like woman a ferocious, sharklike grin. "You're my favourite too, but don't tell my sour little reaper. He is a maximus prudimus." Bursting into the cafeteria, Clerise just cackled once before hollaring "Rooooooar~" into the chaos, ignoring the fact that there was food flinging SIMPLY everywhere. Her voice had taken on a sing song tone, and clearly she was ready. "Where is my favourite rocket launching douchebag?" Her hand was firmly wrapped around Nona's middle, tugging her along. And, you know. Maybe honking her boob every once in a while, fingers doing inappropriate things when almost no one was looking. Almost. [[ clerise entering ]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:20 pm
Dis had managed to ditch Marcus while the hunter had need to use the bathroom. The weapon however, felt the need to find food. By food, that meant a rather lovely neck that was in need of biting. Just a nick, nothing substantial. He didn't want to scar any of the hunters, precious little things. A gathering of weapons and-
"Hrm. I'm not really into boys." Dis eyed the child like weapon with indifference.
"I do however, like men." A hand found it's way onto the chest of one 'Gramps' with a grin. "Hrm, like you Gas Man." Dis grinned as he looked over to the one yelling.
"Only if I get to eat you up after bubblegum."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:24 pm
Locke saw some mind control there. Oh yes he did.
"But I didn't do anything wrong, you hag!" He whined, before pointing at Gramps. "Besides! Its his fault too! He was distracting him!" A lie. But he did call him a dipstick, as well as stupid. He should share some of the blame. It was only fair.
Noah on the other hand... Yeah, he lost the carbuncle at Sephiroth and potions. Oh and there was something about level 100?
"Jacking hell! No wonder I beat it before you." Locke must have found the short cut. It wasn't his fault that Noah had taken the long way. He shouldn't get so jealous!
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:31 pm
[[Entering]] Nona was trilling and preening rather affectionately towards Clerise, nuzzling here and there. The tactile sensation of fingers against skin was not as acute as Nona would have preferred - this golem body was not as receptive as her own, much more fabulous body had been. Diverting her attention from the red-headed hunter for just a moment, Nona's gaze traversed the room, drinking in the sights around her. "Ahh, food, hmm? So messy." She gave Clerise a heated look. "Nona likes it messy."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:31 pm
"No, he's pretty cool, I got this cool lollipop that tastes way better than yours." The kid swung his feet over the table back and forth and then gave Locke the smuggest smile. "Sure you did. Then I'm sure since you've defeated this boss before, you would remember what spells you used to defeat him in the final ending scene, right?"
He was about to ask "Gramps" if they had any other sweets for later when he noticed the extra company and made a face. And, oh Jack he was going to be sick. "Gross, adults shouldn't act homo in front of kids."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:35 pm
"Well, one day, you might understand true homo love. Until then, I'll enjoy my sausage, you can enjoy your roast beef."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:35 pm
Gas Man. Gramps narrowed his eyes at the vampire and shoved Dis’ hand off of his chest. “Jack, I don’t even need to see you to know that it’s you. Buzz off, ditz. Snack on something else.”
“Come on, dipshit. Lying is bad for you. Where’s your hunter anyways? Shouldn’t he be keeping an ankle biter like you on a leash?” He raised an eyebrow at Locke.
Gramps took a very large scoot away from Dis once Noah began to speak. “Go tell that to him, not me. I want none of that.”
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:36 pm
"I am noOt a MAths EquatioN!" Syn confirmed, nodding a few times in rapid succession. The nodding eventually turned into head bobbing, and the construct felt a rhythm build in him, feeling the urge to DANCE DANCE DANCE!
Instead, he cheerfully watched the lady take part in the festivities, screeching with more electronically charged laughter, dancing around Jezebel in a circle.
"Get victory dash fanfare dot m-p-three! Dunananaanaa naa naa na naaa!~"
He tugged on her shirt with a smile. "What's YOuUuR naaamME?~ MyY name is SynNTax Error! Error on lInNe One!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:39 pm
All the talking had effectively prompted Cain to lose all interest in the going-ons of the cafeteria. In his opinion, which was clearly the only one that mattered, all the occupants within this room were either occupied (see: Petra) or losers, and since he didn't associate with losers, and they were doing absolutely nothing which he could sneer at anymore, he was once again bored. None of them looked the least bit intelligent; one was gorging himself, one was covered in something blue and sticky, and quite few of them far too naive to even be considered worth the energy to manipulate, which would have been the other source of his entertainment. Sliding his hand into his pocket, the demon withdrew the cell phone Petra had lent him, mostly so she could text it if she needed to find him for some reason or another, flipping through it idly and memorizing the names. Some of which he recognized; Robert, for instance, he was aware of, since Petra spent a great deal of time either in his bed or concerned for him. He was aware of all of Phoenix as well, Jordan Madison Ennea Jerry, Harrison only vaguely, as well as Rep and a hunter known only as Newbie, who were fairly new to his repertoire.
He was just considering sending one of them a text so that he could attempt to potentially intimidate them when the soup came out of nowhere, coating the front of his shirt entirely with a thick layer of cream chowder. Snapping his attention back up, Cain scowled as his eyes instantly found the (rather lovely) figure who was the obvious instigator, eyes narrowing a little as she suddenly and quite loudly announced a food fight.
Sneering a little, and not without a distinct leer in his eyes as he looked her up and down, the demon folded his arms across his chest.
"Hey sweetheart, how did it feel, blowing that smurf?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:40 pm
"I read it all the time," the kid said rather loudly, "There are two homo guys to make a relationship and one is called the catcher and the other the receiver, and they do all sorts of things that make their butt hurt in bad places with loud noises." A pause, and then a shrug. "If you're into that sort of thing..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:42 pm
Gramps actually stood up and stepped away from the table. He inched a bit closer to the kids plus Ceres. "Nope nope nope not interested."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:45 pm
"I'm into a lot of things. Not you as well." He waved his hand at him. "Too young for my tastes. But if you read it all the time, you might one day find yourself... appreciating those who share your anatomy. But if what you ready only had it hurting in the butt well." He shrugged. "You might want to branch out." Dis grinned at Gramps fleeing. "Aw, how cute. The chase only makes victory all the sweeter you know."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:45 pm
"Nuh uh! Mine is grape! Grape is so much better than strawberry because strawberries are for ghouls!" He countered, crunching his own lollipop irritably between his teeth.
Now he was just offended.
"I do remember!" Locke puffed his chest and straightened his back. "It was called 'Power!'" The same word he happened to see printed beside the switch he used. See? He remembered!
"You're the liar, homo!" He sniped back at the catoblepas, using the words he had just picked up from Noah. Which was then followed by a wide, smug grin of his own. "I ditched him of course." He announced proudly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:47 pm
All right. They'd gotten off to a rocky start, but admittedly, Jezebel liked this guy. He was kooky as s**t, and most of what he said was jibberish, but he had spirit. And the urge to dance. These were important qualifications for a person worth her time. "Pleasure's aaaaall mine, Syntax." She crouched down on her table and gave him a wink. "I'm Jezebel. And you're funny." You know who wasn't funny, though? The guy who wanted to eat her. She didn't even know what to say to him, so she just stared for a moment, before giving him a snicker. "I'm not on the menu! Even though I am preeetty damn tasty. Especially right now." She ran her fingers through her hair, until they were blue. Then she hopped off the table, walked right up to Mister Sunshine and his sarcastic smurf comment, and licked off each of her fingers. One. By. One. "Felt pretty good. Why, do you know any other smurfs? Or are you saying you're small enough to fit the bill?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:48 pm
Parting from Mimsy was such sweet sorrow...but it was better than being locked in a closet, as she'd threatened. This place was not too different from the way he remembered his own facility, he realized; it was strange to walk it all on his own, but familiar in a way. The maze of hallways, the dorms, the subtle hum of activity behind closed doors.
So he did what he'd learned all those years ago - followed that hum until it became a muffled racket, pressed onward until the words were audible on their own. This was the cafeteria, wasn't it?
Svensyl opened his mouth to make a remark that would be clever only to himself, but took a faceful of cake instead.
Yep. Just like school again.
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