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Enoh Love rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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 Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 10:11 am
(( Frontierland )) Sal stepped through the portal and pretty much instantly regretted the decision. It was noisy, it was JOY-filled, and it reeked...and not the nice reek of decay. No. It reeked of the living, it reeked of sugary foods and perfume, and it just...augh. The Sage wrinkled up his nose, a pale hand coming up to cover his nose and mouth with his sleeve for a moment; the assault on his senses was just too much for one trip...Where on Earth were they?
It was Ying's horrified screech that snapped him out of his disgust, the tall man scanning over the crowd to find where the noise had come from. It was much easier to pinpoint her once she actually formed words, and even easier to identify her as she took back her apology and wished ill on them all. Yep, that was definitely a Horseman, and he would stake Fai's life on it. The first few steps he took were awkward thanks to the oddly solid but giving foot wraps - shoes were not very welcome to someone who had bones for feet his whole life - but he got the hang of it soon enough, making his trip towards the poor upset female that much easier. When he did, he stretched out a pale hand and placed it on her head as if pressing the snooze button on an alarm clock.
"That's not very nice, wishing headaches on your own kind~" The tall man tsked in amusement, trying to keep his spirits high and his disgust low.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 11:07 am
[Tomorrow never dies but everyone you love does Land] His name carried through the air, even over the bustle of the pathetic and cheerful humans, and he was glad that his height afforded him the advantage to quite literally look over the crowd. He spotted Tseng, of course it was Tseng with lungs like that, and began making his way to him, his sheer bulk causing frazzled dams and overwhelmed sires to pull their foals out of his path. He looked at the metal sculpture, eyes narrowed as he accessed it. "Alive it'd be fearsome," he acknowledged, thinking about the spindly legs that might be a weak point but there was no telling what sort of tricks it might be hiding. Finished with his assessment of it he turned away, scanning the area for the creature they were searching for. "Why would they keep it here. Defensive purposes?" It was probably useless to question pathetic human reasoning, but the entire place had him off-kilter. He jammed his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and scowled at a foal that ran into his leg.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 11:29 am
TOMORROWlandTapping his chin, Tseng was imagining great battles against an army of these metallic beasts. It would be a pretty grand experience, he figured. "Perhaps! You don't suppose they suspected that this place would be under siege soon do you?" he asked the Death Horseman. Of everything else in this place, this giant didn't entirely fit in with the rest. It actually almost had a sort of menacing quality to it. Then again, it could be due to its sheer size. Shrugging, he looked around some more.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 1:39 pm
[ The Final Frontier-land. ]
Having chased the angry humans who had dragged poor Bastion away, she was finding herself getting more and more lost in the sheer amount of people - a sudden feeling of exposure was creeping up on her. Was it obvious that she wasn't human? Were her legs showing? Peering down out of sheer worry, she looked at the same normal pale knees that appeared through the ruined pants, before looking up again.
Where did Bastion go.
Flailing a little, which people around her discerned as 'retarded hipster movement' she looked around, eyes wide -- before she realized she had been followed. Squinting a bit at the woman behind her, it was obvious that she was another horseman - the tacky clothing was evident. Pursing her lips out a bit, she hazard a guess. "Mjoll?"
Turning her head to hear the ungodly screech, she saw another of the horsemen kind of having a little breakdown, yelling about headaches for them all. Pulling Mjoll along, she gave the little conquest horsewoman a soft smile, hoping it was who she thought it was.
I lost Bastion - he attacked one of the mechanical poles. Want to help me find him?" She asked both of them, kind of giving them a QnQ face.
She may have a tiny alterior motive for having Mjoll there.
Itty bitty.
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Syusaki rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 1:41 pm
[ Tomorrowland~ ovo ]
Tomorrowland was definitely not the land she wanted to be in. She threw the green-suited man a wary look as she tried to take in his gigantic eyes and little swirl on his chin. The creature apparently took her stare as its cue to walk over to her. Jay immediately threw up her hands as a first defense. “No! You stay away from me.” Her eyes narrowed to slits while she glared at Buzz Lightyear before she caught sight of something that clearly should not have been in Disneyland.
“Out of the way, mister.” She gladly shoved it to the ground just as it tried to wrap its bulky arms around her in some joyous hug. Nope. Jay snickered as she gave the costumed worker a kick in the stomach for good measure before she raced toward the ride. The other humans protested loudly as she shoved her way through the line—she didn’t get why humans waited in line—and silenced any discontent with a glare before sliding into one of the seats.
She sniffed once and tried to undo the knots forming in her hair as excited screams echoed behind her while she honed in on the foxfire. She leaned over to try and grab it, but had to curse as the belt kept her firmly in place. “Stupid little…I can fly you know,” she hissed at the ride as she rolled back into the starting point. Jay groaned and sunk into her seat.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 1:55 pm
Mjoll's brow lofted from behind a pair of sunglasses. "Sup?" She was trying her best to fit in and she'd heard someone else say sup a few moments ago. Mjoll had her arms crossed, kids were ogling her hair mentioning something about something called Tangled. "My Hair is not tangled Foals." She snapped causing the kids to run to their moms.
One of them was crying that the weird vampire lady with the tangled hair called them a foal. "You lost Bastoink?" She said almost like she was confused, how in the world could you lose someon-- oh wait no it was very possible. There was a sigh as Lifen made the QnQ face, "So now we have to find him and Medea's pet too - why is Medea always loosing pets?" She mused, "Maybe he's one of Medea's pets now since he's lost."
Mjoll was watching as a Princess strolled by who paused to check out her hair. Mjoll tilted her head and was looking at the princess. "What's the matter?" Mjoll asked as suddenly someone else came by her - must've been her mate as he cooed over Mjoll's hair."Rapunzel you must have a very big fan! She's got your hair!!" The one called Rapunzel giggled. "They're a little weird to be fans don't you think Flynn?" She whispered back to the 'mate'. They were standing side by side. Mjoll stood there for a second looking insulted. Before tugging Lifen and the other conquest woman away from the two. "Lets go look for him before I try to pulverize a lady named Rapunzel and her mate."
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 2:13 pm
Bastion had somehow managed to get away from the authorities, but he wasn't going to go anywhere near those machines again. He knew they were watching for him. Still, this meant he was out of luck for whatever little gift the machines gave. So he lurked near the ride where people kept being thrown off a mountain, into a river of water. They seemed happy about the process.. but what had they done to deserve such punishment? That was when he saw it. That damn little fluffball, right at the top of the ride, looking like a decoration. He screeched and came out of hiding, trying to bust his way through the crowd for the line that would lead him up into the ride. Instead, he knocked into two very lovely ladies - one of which he would have recognized if he was blind, deaf, and probably dead. He'd still know. "Hello Mjoll." He barely whispered, his eyes cast shyly down to the ground, before putting his hands on an elbow of each lady, and turning them both around to look up at the ride. "We have a situation."
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 3:18 pm
[ Out to the Frontier(land) ]
Ew.
That was Nkosazana's first thought as she looked down at her oh-so-clever human guise, shaking her head. Why were their fashions so completely disgusting? What was with these covers over the eyes? They were too large, too bulky. And what on earth were these ridiculous ears on her head? She scoffed, reaching up and touching at the mouse ears. Did humans occasionally attempt to emulate mice? Were they even trying not to come off as exploitable?
Well. So long as this inescapable joy continued to threaten her fellow horsemen, she would do what she could for her head priestess, even if that meant wearing such a silly costume. Still, she wasn't certain if she ever wanted to put on that bracelet again after this...
No, for the glory of the horsemen.
Why was this such a tightly-enclosed area, though? What was the purpose of staying so tight together? When the horsemen had the choice, they spread out and gave themselves as much space as possible. More room to operate and more room to act if they needed to. Perhaps they were just as nervous for their own safety as they should have been? Perhaps they were just more aware of their eminent danger than they should have been.
She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth.
Hm.
Was that a foxfire? She needed to go get that for Medea! It was ... important, yes? She had said it was. ... Though she had the sneaking suspicion that there was more to this ridiculous adventure to the insane human joy factory than just to find out their weaknesses. Hm.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 3:59 pm
[TOMORROWLAND] Fai had noticed that the ghoul in front of him seemed familiar. So he reached up, tapping on her shoulder. "Excuse me, my dear," which sounded so strange for a punk like hipster with long dreadlocks, "I can't help but think you and I are looking for the same creature." Then he gave her a wide mouthed smile. "Would you like assistance?"
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santime rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 4:13 pm
(OOC: Fantasyland))For Queen's sake, where in the world was this place Medea's portal brought them to? Was it another realm, or dimension, similar to Halloween or Christmas?... The place was erupting with joy: Joy was everywhere, rubbing into her skin, and clothes, poisoning her, stinging her eyes; Eisheth felt her Fear was fading away with every second she spent in this world. Hmm... she needs to ask smb educated, Medea or may be Heidla, what is this place... later. A lot of weird buildings around her were disgustingly pink, and on top of it the horseman herself looked like this  just without the guitar. And that wasn't funny at all. With the corner of her eyes Eisheth noticed one of the foxfires running away. An Ill Omen you say?... A freaking Ill Omen? The alchemist hopelessly looked around seeking smb to help her; was it Shik standing not fart from her chatting with a Conquest-ish looking hipster youngster dressed as a peasant? Oh wait a minute... was it?... no way, IT JUST CAN'T BE. But the ice cold stone expression on a "peasant's" face confirmed her worst expectations...
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 5:52 pm
[ Adventureland ]
Senga stared at Shaheen like someone who was in shellshock. Slowly his eyes moved up and down her body, taking in the clothes - those god awful clothes - and his hands flew to his own. "There are - " He gritted out as if it physically pained him to talk, "so many layers. How do humans exist."
His eyes flicked wildly to the oversized creatures milling about in between the humans and interacting with them as well, and he nearly blanched at the overwhelming stench of Joy. "She could have sent us somewhere less terrible." He scowled, adjusting the slouching knit beanie on his head and toying with the thick rimmed glasses suddenly on the bridge of his nose. Oddly, his eyesight almost seemed clearer.
He gave a yelp when he was grabbed and dragged along to what looked like a long line snaking towards a contraption that floated away at random intervals, and he barely even had time to struggle before giving into his terrible situation. "What is that thing?" He asked instead. "And why does Medea have such a fascination with things in knit sweaters?"
His questions were cut short by the arrival of Nergui, and he tilted his head up at her with a nod, the glasses slipping on his nose. His face twisted irritably, and his free hand pushed them back up. "I don't mind. The sooner we find Medea's... sweater-wearing fluffballs, the better though - why are we waiting in this line?"
Senga frowned, staring at the snaking groups of people. "This is going to take forever, cant we just push our way to the front?"
Senga, obviously, was not a very selfless park goer. Nope.
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kuropeco rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:22 pm
Mengyao might have thought what the ******** was going on but he was far too mature for that.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:23 pm
[ frontierland ]
Lifen was asking for her help! HER FRIEND NEEDED HER!!
And then there was Salbei.
Ying was sort of incapacitated at the moment. 4 senpais in one day was just too much. Of course she knew it was Salbei. She would know that godly figure anywhere, even in a human body with strange clothing.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:35 pm
[ Fantasy Land ]
He found Lan rather quickly.
"What in the name of Jack Skellington are we doing here."
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:42 pm
ramenli [Tomorrow never dies but everyone you love does Land] Soren glanced around at the people crowding the area. "No. Too many foals here." No one who actually expected a siege would let this many scarelings roam about. But he did notice that several of the pesky humans had their younglings on leashes, lashed around their wrists, with harnesses strapped to their backs. It was actually a decent idea, but his fingers practically itched to take out one or two of them, leave their blood splattered all across the lanes and setting off a mass panic. "Have you seen it?" he asked, noting the others in the area that looked faintly familiar and were in similar clothing, other horsemen. He motioned to them, "we could all spread out."
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