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 Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 1:55 pm
Mitsu had made her way back over to the refreshments table once again stopping just short of it as she watched Herryk and Hel have at each other not far away. Much like the Valkyrie often did, Mitsu stuck out her hip and placed her hand on it not looking the least bit impressed by this display.
"Honestly. Fighting all over the place." Mitsu would not be caught fighting. No, she would probably order someone to do that for her. For now though, treats and Mitsu's head turned to look over the table and the diminishing pile of sausages. "Shun, take the plate of sausages. The rest of them are mine." Sharing? Not likely.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 1:58 pm
Arriving to the refreshments area, Shun could see that things had taken a rather chaotic turn for sure.
"As you wish," he said as he took the platter of the remaining sausages. If she wanted the rest of them, sure thing! As he did so, he blinked as he suddenly saw a pink elephant roll on by. Odd. His line of sight followed it, and he realized there was some music playing to go along too.
It wasn't really a good song, but it didn't bother him really. Nor did the craziness going on with the others.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 1:58 pm
Hel was still feeling the deep, deep love. The love of feeling Herryk’s pulverized flesh underneath her fists as she tore him a new one. The image was glorious. Would there even be sparkles around his mangled corpse? She sure thought so! Status effect or no. You didn’t oh so boldly threaten Hel and get away with it. The reaper didn’t hesitate as she took a step closer to the undead boil, puffing out her chest as her eyes narrowed. “ Herryk does not know how a real boil acts! Because he is not a real boil! He is my sister’s little puppet that dances on the strings she pulls!” The ghoul snorted harshly. “ HA! If you can not handle the heat, little puppet, then get out.” No one was in their right mind…
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 1:59 pm
At some point during all the excitement Titus had wandered back from the nurses office, shaking and shivering and just as paranoid as ever. Fighting the urge to run and hide Titus made his way back over to the refreshment table because more than anything he was thirsty. Oh so thirsty.
The demon downed the glass in an instant, setting in back on the table as a new feeling swept over him. On top of the urge to pee and cower was an unexpected rage and as the anger filled him so did the heat. It was irritating and he made a near growl as he started to loosen the tie around his neck and unbutton his shirt.
"Why is it so jack damn hot?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:15 pm
The chaotic mess that was going on didn't seem to bother Mitsu either. She felt above it. If it became to much she would make someone deal with it though the music was a little irritating.
Turning toward Shun she was pleased to see that he had the sausages, smiling with approval that he had taken to her every whim without question. It only seemed to feed this power hungry feeling welling inside her begging to get out.
"Thank you, Shun." At least she could still thank him for obeying. "Is there anywhere you would like to go?"
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:15 pm
FREYA NEEDED MORE PUNCH SHE WAS VERY VERY THIRSTY. And also angry. And also scared and had to pee. Really Freya was a glass cage of emotion. Let's see what will shatter it.
Freya was now angry, scared, and in love. All at once.
She heard yelling, and pulled her headwings down over her ears to stifle the sound, eyes darting around warily. "I'm s-so pretty, so prettyy.. WHY ARE YEH LOOKINGS AT ME LIKE THAT ahhh so pretty lovelovelove I'LL KILLS YEH WHERE YEH STANDS oh gods the elephants they're everywhere-"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:15 pm
"Why does Hel think that Herryk is a puppet? Is it because Herryk does the nice things for Freya? Is it because Herryk likes to see Freya smile and so Herryk will do these nice things to bring the smiles to her face?" Herryk was feeling irrational. It wasn't his fault that Hel was such a jackin' harpy forever nagging on poor Mot. "When Hel learns how to treat her boilfriend the right way, perhaps Hel will understand. Until then? Hel knows nothing about Herryk's relationship with Freya."
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:15 pm
Feeling the heat only get worse Titus scooped another glass of punch to try and help ease the effect. He gulped it down the and crushed the empty cup in his fist and threw it in a random direction (at Herryk's head). He waited for the heat to ebb but it didn't, instead he remained too warm for his own good the world taking on a rather pinkish hue.
Titus felt.....pretty. And angry. And scared. He wanted to kiss someone then immediately punch them before crawling under the table to curl back into a fetal position. Titus could only hope he didn't pee himself in the process. And why was everything so sparkly? It was like his vision kept switching between yellow, pink, and red at an alarming rate until they were nothing but muddled colors.
Titus' eye began to twitch, looking around to see who he could take this out on.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:33 pm
“ It is because Herryk is my sister’s little lap dog! You roll over and do what she tells you when she tells you to!” Hel sneered. “ I saw your messages on GroanSpring! You had to go consult your mistress about the ring, did you not!?” Hel really, really was not in her right mind. The valkyrie gasped. “ I do treat him the right way!” She cried, and stomped her foot. “ Uh, news flash, friend, I have been around Freya much longer than you have! If there is anyone who is not aware of your relationship, it is you!” Did that even make sense? Hel seemed to be grasping at straws here.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:53 pm
Herryk's eyes widened as the insults slammed into him. Lapdog? Mistress? "Bah!" Herryk screeched indignantly, throwing his arms up into the air. "Hel does not know Freya at all if this is how Hel speaks of Freya." He turned his back and made his way from the room, shouting over his shoulder a final, parting shot (unless, of course, the brat followed). His plan was to find the whack a hunter game so that he could take out some of the pent up aggression he was feeling. Plus it was SO HOT IN THIS ROOM, WHAT THE JACK. "Hel should take lessons from her sister, Freya could teach Hel a thing or two on being a sweet and loving ghoul!!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:01 pm
Said sweet and loving ghoul was currently curled up in a ball nearby rocking back and forth, switching between screaming at passerbys, cringing away from elephants, and trying to make out with a gnome.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:05 pm
His Frost Knight was putting on an awfully frightening show, gnashing his teeth and running the elephants through with his spoonsword. Maybe it was the raining edibles, or his Knight's vigilance but...they really seemed to be gone for a moment. "A fantastic defeat!" He looked down at the pile of corpses at his...oh. Well. "We'll still have twenty parties. I think we killed twenty." Thackery was just about to give him a pat on the shoulder when he saw just a flash of pink. Then another. "Sneak attack! Take cover, so we can outsmart them in our fortress!" He dove behind the refreshment table, holding his crafted paper crown to his head, urging Ash and Sir Knight of Frost to follow.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 3:38 pm
“ Ha! Run you little coward, run!” Hel cried at Herryk’s retreating form, and gave a hearty laugh. “ Ha! Clearly you do not know my sister if you are referring to her as sweet and loving! Be gone with you and your delusional self!” The reaper made shooing motions, but thankfully, did not follow the undead. After all, Mot was still here at the table. <3
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:08 pm
There was only one thing that could save her.. one thing that could make all the hate and heat and pee and love and fright go away once and for all...
Another sip of punch.
But even as she drank it, she could tell all her fear, and heat, and pee, and love, and anger remained. Added onto it was a feeling of superiority that was familiar to her, but coupled with everything else made her just want to lie there on the floor and yell out into the wind.
"I WANTS. EVERYTHING. NOW. BRINGS IT TO ME."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:22 pm
As if on cue Kettil had suddenly appeared - okay maybe not so suddenly. He had wandered in on the shindig a bit ago and had since been just wandering around and just not really interacting with anyone at least until now.
He heard Freya more than he saw her and upon hearing her 'dulcet' tones demanding all the things he just kind of meandered toward her with an eyebrow raised. She looked as lovely as ever but she was acting odder than usual.
"Hey Túkut, having fun?" He asked curiously wondering just what was going on.
For the most part Endzela just sat perched on Kettil's shoulder watching Freya with concern.
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