Relief wasn't a strong enough word for how Marzena's answer made Sibyl feel. No one was taking her Marzie's attention away from her. Good. Sibyl's smile returned, she snuggled back against Marzena again and even made a happy keening noise. "Yay, I'm glad~." She wasn't ready to share her Marzie.
At the warning her eyes fluttered open and turned up to Marzena, a surprised look on her face. "I don't have one. I just love everyone~!" Sibyl finally lifted her weight off her friend, tugging the leash of the penguin that had been attempting to take advantage of Sibyl's distraction. "Gabriel's kinda like--" He was picking his teeth. When did he eat something? Weird! "you." She blinked. "You two should be friends~!"
Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 12:46 am
Only one point? He frowned, and decided to give up the game for now.
Sophie wasn't ready to give up just yet. Once again she had returned to the booth, wielded the darts and made aim for the balloons. She wanted those poms. All of them.
Sophie grinned and gave a little jump of victory. Four heart balloons and only one heartless! She was getting better at this, it seemed. She aimed her darts again and hoped her luck would continue.
A frown crossed the ghoul's lips and she pouted. It seemed she'd gotten to cocky. She looked at the poms and her frowned deepened. She wasn't ready to give up! Ready, aim, fire!
Balloons Hit: Score Total: 3 + 0 + 2 = 5.
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I would like the Poms Avian Heartless please! and 1 ticket in the raffle. <333
Now this was an interesting booth. A game dedicated to those who had yet to find a scarentine like Yukio himself. The flame demon chuckled softly, his tail flicking lazily behind him as he took aim with his first round of darts then tossed them. A fair attempt for a start all in all, but he supposed that he could do better.
Yukio was starting to get the hang of this. Or so he thought as all but one of his darts managed to hit their intended targets, only to realize belatedly that he was only supposed to hit the pink heart balloons since the black heartless ones came with a score penalty. Bummer. Still, there was yet another round in which he could redeem himself and try to boost his scores even more though.
Tried as he might, Yukio still found himself hitting the heartless balloon with his darts. It seemed as if hitting the damn things were inevitable. Well, that hadn't been so bad. Looks like he wouldn't be heading back empty-handed today.
Marzena could only sigh in resignment as Sibyl cuddled up against her. At the very least, she had cleared up a horrible misunderstanding. What if Sibyl had carried this misconception and wrote to her family about it?
......."Like me?" She raised an eyebrow, glancing over at Gabriel. How was she anything like that weird (and sort of disgusting) boil? "How is he anything like me?" She wasn't objecting to getting to know him. Not yet. It was probably better to, so she could keep an eye on him.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 8:13 am
"Yeah! You're both too cool to like anything." Sibyl explained while watching Gabriel. "He's all 'Sibyl no' about stuff just like you, and he's all quiet and stuff."
Too cool to like anything? Marzena didn't even know what to say to that. At least it seemed as though Gabriel would discipline Sibyl, as hard as that was. It wasn't as though that was a good thing either. At this point of time, she was half wary and half unsure of what to think about this boil. "I don't pick my teeth with darts, though."
Apparently he had a thing for self-torture, as he found himself back at the booth for Round 3. The boil didn't look happy about it but it was the only booth that didn't frighten him with ~*~loooooooove~*~.
Approaching the booth, the faerie slumped as soon as he saw the heart shaped balloons, his feelings jumbled up. He didn't want to fix his feelings, he wanted to stay grumpy.
Picking up a dart, Marosa aimed and attempted to go for prizes.
He was too grumpy to care about aiming for any particular balloon, and ended up with only two points. Grump grump.
What did people see about this day? If Marosa had even had someone, he would have been far more happier about the day, but he had to deal with his ability on a daily basis.
It felt like Scarentines every single day. This booth was perfect for him.
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