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Grumpy Paw rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-12)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:01 pm
RUNNING WITH THE BULLS
Apparently the insults worked because the leader had dropped back giving him a few seconds of breathing room. He was closer to the finish then ever. He could almost taste that backpack from here- let alone what was inside of it. An old leather shoe? Mmm. Maybe with a still wriggling foot inside.
All he needed to do was keep running. Forest Gump Style!
Distance = 3
Total = 14
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Grumpy Paw rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:06 pm
RUNNING WITH THE BULLS
SHOE! SHOE! SHOE! He was really thinking about the prize now. The dogs weren't even close to him and the lines on the floor said he was one foot away. He really really really wanted to taste leather now. He was so confident he would be chewing it in a matter of seconds. Just needed to dodge a few more dogs. Had to prove nobody could beat a husky in a short distance speed race. That was what he was born and bred for. SPEED. He could defiantly do this.
COME ON DANNY! He shouted mentally to himself. DANNY WANTS A NEW CHEWTOY!
Distance = 5
Total = 19
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Grumpy Paw rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2012 11:11 pm
RUNNING WITH THE BULLSAnd from back behind him the leader over took him and knocked him onto the ground trampling him inches from the tasty backpacks and possible shoes. How could he have failed? He dragged his paws over his eyes to hide his shame. At least they could have been nice and instead of running OVER him run threw him- he was a ghost after all. That was going to hurt his pride in the morning.  Distance = MISS Total = 19
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Grumpy Paw rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 1:15 am
I'm a Pinata Murderer!
After finally feeling well enough to show his face he was back in his human form once more. This time to play a game he had to smash things. Sounded simple enough. He swung and...OH JACK that was a decoration...
Nope nothing to see here...
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Grumpy Paw rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 1:17 am
I'm a Pinata Murderer!
Seriously...a decoration? Oh that thing was going down. He took another step forward and WHAM he smacked his face onto the floor. How the heck he get down there?!
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Grumpy Paw rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 1:19 am
I'm a Pinata Murderer!Danny wasn't going to let that pinata get away that easily. He looked around for the stick and grabbed it fiercely. Then with all his might swung at it breaking it apart. A small guitar pic landed at his toes. It wasn't much of a prize. But for the trouble he went threw he would take it without complaints. I PILLAGED YOUR PINATA!
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Enoh Love rolled 1 100-sided dice:
36
Total: 36 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 5:30 am
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!"Alright! So there's this." The Vetala picked up the purple guitar, holding it rather awkwardly; backward hands would do that to you. Now that she wasn't being touched she was more than willing to grin and tease, quite enjoying the company rather than the contact. "Worst player buys lunch?" She idly suggested, though with her specific, ah, anatomy, she was pretty sure it would be her in the end.
Regardless of that she played, holding and strumming awkwardly. She wasn't...bad, but she wasn't great either. She stopped on her own accord, even before she noticed the gnomes with the fire hose. Yup, okay, she was done her turn! As innocently as she could she held out the guitar, waiting for someone to take it from her.
"Next?"Quote: 31 - 60. Not bad. This time the gnomes only bring out a huge fire hose and wave it threateningly!
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Yayoi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
67
Total: 67 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 6:45 am
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!"I'll go next." Ravnos stepped up, taking the guitar from Amrita and slung the strap over his shoulder. Like a boss. Guitars. The Vamp was fairly familiar with the instrument. He had several of them at home that he had acquired through certain means. Some legal. Others perhaps not so legal. So he'd had a bit of practice just fiddling around with them. Nothing too serious. Turning towards everyone the Vamp boil pushed dark hair out of his eyes, pointed a finger in no real direction and then he began to strum out a tune that would make the ladies (and perhaps the gentleman too) swoon. A little diddy that made it seem like he was that sensitive guy that you couldn't help but want to get to know. Though he noticed that no one at the booth was really paying attention. Oh well. Once he had finished he handed it off to the next person. "Come on. Who is next?"Quote: 61 - 90. You got talent, kid, TALENT! Too bad nobody from the booth was paying any attention OTL.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 8:17 am
YEARBOOK BOOTH"Yes, let's," Fai said, heading away from the FMC Booth and to the Yearbook Booth. "This box game requires those silver seeds that the scarelings trade in..." He frowned, glancing around to see if there was someone there that could be persuaded--alas, no, he saw no one willing to satisfy his curiosity with their money. "But this is free... yet another blindfolded game," Fai said, picking up the blindfold for the pin the brain game. "I see... spin me around, will you?" he asked as he tied the blindfold on.
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medigel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
23
Total: 23 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 9:36 am
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!Dragging Mort around was a new fad today, but he didn't mind - frankly that was one of the only ways to get him to be less focused on the loud background noise that sent strange thrills through his system in a way only a zombie could desrcibe - the thrum, the pulse, the scents of the living and varying degrees of dead coming together: noise attracted him, ungodly noise just amped him up.
Plus he still had some stage fright jitters to work out.
So he took the guitar from the vampire and slung it on, wondering if being the band's guitarist might give him an edge.
You know what was cute? Mort thinking he could actually succeed.
Not twenty seconds into the song, the England's Bulls from the track began howling in pain, and soon afterwards came the tomatoes. The zomboil attempted to dodge a few, but eventually he was forced off stage with a scowl and few new shades of red over his skin and clothes. He placed himself between the ghouls and tried to flick some of the stuff off with a sigh.
Still better than bird crap.Quote: 1 - 30. Every dog minipet in a mile radius starts to howl and gnomes pelt you with rotten tomatoes. You should probably get off the stage.
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AyeAvast rolled 1 100-sided dice:
41
Total: 41 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 9:46 am
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!A congratulatory pat on Mort's shoulder was his reward for at least participating, along with a few swipes as the witch attempted to remove some of the left over tomato off him. "This was the bad round so now you'll do excellent for the semi-finals!" She told him with her brightest smile. But then the stage was empty and with all the patience of a seven year old, Belladonna ran toward it, a loud "My turn, my turn, my turn!" as her battle cry. Though she had watched the others do it before her, Belladonna still wasn't entirely sure how the game worked. Did she just... Play? OK EASY ENOUGH. But it wasn't. It had been a while since the witch had even touched a guitar, let alone played one, but her first attempt wasn't altogether too bad. The gnomes from Amrtia's turn had returned with their trusty fire hose, but Belladonna only stuck her tongue out at them. Dowse her water? Ha! She'd like to see them try! If they did that, she'd never get off the stand and would most likely garner a larger crowd. That would be bad. With a dismissive wave of her hands, Belladonna hopped off the platform. "Next is Grendel! But I want to try that again." It was announced petulantly, but she quickly smiled. She's spotted the prize and by Hecate above, she'd win! She swore it!! Quote: 31 - 60. Not bad. This time the gnomes only bring out a huge fire hose and wave it threateningly!
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Seussi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
27
Total: 27 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 9:50 am
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!Like Ravnos, Grendel had soon found himself engrossed in his own eyephone, keeping tabs on what was going down. He spent a lot of time frowning, making disgusted sounds in the back of his throat, and tapping out quick replies, hardly paying attention to those around him except to grimace at some of the more terrible guitar playing. Eventually, he heard somebody calling his name, and he glanced up only to see the short yet attractive and very..bouncy..ghoul was finished her turn and apparently it was now his. Great. He shoved the eyephone back into his pocket with a sigh. Sometimes, the vampire just needed to know when to keep his cocky mouth shut. Sure he thought that guitar playing was bad a**, and he might pretend to know a lot more then he actually did about all things bad a**, but this vampire had barely ever touched a guitar in his unlife. Still, if Ravnos could do it, could it really be that hard? As it turned out, yes it could. The vampire had barely gotten on stage, awkwardly strapping on the guitar, holding it like he thought he was supposed to, when the first tomato was thrown. "Hey, watch it." He growled between clenched teeth, glaring at the gnome who was looking far too innocent over by the booth itself. He then took his time to carefully strum at the guitar, when another tomato was thrown, and he dodged to the side, quickly unstrapping the guitar and holding it up like a cross between a maceball bat and a shield. "Try that again. I dare you." Narrowed eyes at the gnomes. A challenge that he would soon regret as the tomatoes flew and he was caught dodging, swinging, and blocking himself from further tomatoey abuse. At some point his hat went spinning off onto the floor. He wouldn't doubt it if Ravnos was recording this entire ordeal on his eyephone right now. Finally the barrage of rotten tomatoes ceased, and Grendel was able to make his exit from the stage, attempting to look as dignified with the situation as possible, while he bent down to retrieve his hat. "Horrid little creatures." He hissed towards the gnomes. He was rewarded with one last tomato aimed straight for his face. Quote: 1 - 30. Every dog minipet in a mile radius starts to howl and gnomes pelt you with rotten tomatoes. You should probably get off the stage.
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Grumpy Paw rolled 1 100-sided dice:
45
Total: 45 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 1:22 pm
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!Guitars? Hmm he was sure it was as easy to play as re-tuning an engine. He took the instrument from the other and strapped it around him. He then looked at the strings and kinda blanked out what to do with them. So instead he started making up his own moves shifting vulgarly from one hip to the other then flipping his hair from the front to the side. "I want to make love to you woooomaaaan. Sweeeeet sweet love to you....Of course nobody was impressed with his lack of talent or the fact that it sounded like a dead cat wailing into the moonlight, but hey he gave it his all. Maybe next time he wouldn't choose lyrics that involved his most elaborate male fantasies. With the gnomes ready to soak his new leather jacket he guessed it was time to let the next student go. "Thank you...thank yo' vermuch..."
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medigel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 3:06 pm
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!Mort gave a small smile at the witch's consiliatory attentions, but it was still a trifle bothersome that the friggen' guitarist couldn't play this game right.
And then Mort overheard the announcements for the bands to come back in for round two, so he hastily snagged the guitar back from Danny to give it one last go before the battle began. And then he went and sucked even harder.
Candlejackin' damn it. His nerves starting to get the better of him. As he returned he gave Amrita a look. "S'time,"
he said as he unhooked the purple guitar's straps. "Alright, Bells. Play nice, mkay?" And with a quick peck on the cheek (making sure to angle himself so that she didn't get some of the fresh new rotten tomato juice on her face) the zomboil rolled out back to the stadium.
If it was any consolation, Gendel, at least you weren't alone in sucking. Though Mort was still gonna keep an eye on you from the stage. Both eyes.
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AyeAvast rolled 1 100-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 3:19 pm
I'm a Rockstar Wannabe!Though she tried her best to cheer Mort through his measly performance, Belladonna couldn't help the little quirk of disappointment in her eyebrows as the announcement was made. But she brightened up quickly, taking the guitar from him as she blushed from his kiss. There wasn't time for a hug, but she was more than appreciative of the kiss, however small it may be. "You'll do great! I'll be cheering for you! Good luck! You too Amrita! WHOO ROCKIN' DEAD!!!!" The witch did absolutely nothing half-heartedly. As they walked away, she quickly darted back onto the podium to try again. She knew what that prize was and she had a mighty need of it. Unfortunately, her need didn't translate to the music and she played dismally enough that the gnomes began to toss tomatoes at her. With a shriek she was off the podium, determined not to be struck with the fruit. Her outfit was too perfect to get food on it! UGH. Glaring angrily at the gnomes, Belladonna turned to the remaining group of boils, a smile on her face. "Shall we away to the stands?" With another smile and a bounce, she sashayed off, hoping they would follow her like well trained ducklings.
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