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AyeAvast rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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 Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 10:18 am
Day Two
As the day before had gone rather well, what with attaining a lovely pen, it was only natural to assume that another venture into the blob of school supplies (no matter how unpleasant) would fare more lovely school treasures. It was with disappointment that Belladonna noted the blob was looking rather... unclean. The thing was obviously alive as when she entered the room she could hear it sigh, but what was she to do?
"My, my... You need a bit of a bath." She said as she approached the thing, placing hands on hips and tilting her head to inspect it. "Do you take regular baths? Or does someone give them to you??" What a conundrum! As there wasn't much she could do, she shrugged her shoulders and reached forward once more.
"I washed my hands before I came. I promise!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 10:25 am
Day2 : early
"..." pachua watched the other student for a moment considering, and crinkled his nose at the finger prints. He looked at his lovely shawl and back to the finger prints a moment. No... it just wouldn't do.
But he did have an idea, he followed after Belladonna and tapped her on the shoulder to make a suggestion.
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Valandal rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 11:10 am
Day 3:
Val's gloved hand came out of the goo empty. This was an unexpected result, leaning in to look closer at his glove, Val saw a pen was stuck on the goo enveloping his glove.
"Why hello there my friend! How good are you at drawing mustaches on student photos?" The pen gleefully asked Val.
"I don't know, so we'll have to find out" Val was intrigued, he had never drawn a mustache before, in the yearbook there were plenty of photos for him to practice on.
Val decided that his left glove had suffered enough, this time he used his right hand.
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OnionGrump rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 11:31 am
Day Three
Okay, so far so good. He managed to grab himself two of the four things he needed. He only needed a couple more. A couple more... Oh for Jack's sake! He needed them but this stunk! Literally! It had taken him forever to get rid of the smell last night! Last night? Hell! More like both times! But here he was again, ready to undergo the same procedure and spend another five hours scrubbing the stench off!
"Ugh..." Was all he could manage, as he stuck his hand in for the third time. He felt like he was gonna' hurl...
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:17 pm
Day 3:
He ended up using his new journal like a diary. Not that there was anything WRONG with using it like a diary. But leaving personal notes in school reports was hardly a good idea. A rather nasty teach might read them out loud.
Plus, writing with a feather he'd plucked from his wing was just weird. He was so not into the writing in blood. And he lacked ink. He needed a pen. And maybe a few other items. Because one of his pets had once more, stolen an item. His stapler.
He would find out who had his stapler.
Until he did, Israfel reached in, hoping for either a pen, or a new stapler.
Or maybe something else. At this point, he knew some of pets were just going to steal them anyway.
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endejester rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:22 pm
Day 2: Later - with some Help from another student, Pachua assisted in attempting to 'de skuz' the exterior surface of "Mr. Blobby" to at least remove the fingerprints. After all... cleanliness was next to scariness...unless you were a zombie or Ghoul.
Afterwards... Pachua thought perhaps that if school supplies were tasty...and was that a frog? Maybe leaving the brush to chew on would be a better treat than removing fingerprints, so when he reached in again, he left the brush rather than just 'taking something'...he hoped the bristles didn't stick in its....throat? He hated it when mouse whiskers did in his.
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Cheri rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:46 pm
Day Two:
The idea of being disgusted by what was a fairly standard sort of monster thing simply baffled Naja. What were boas and ghouls getting up to these days, if they thought a little blurping and blooping was sickening? Hadn't they ever played a good game of 'No Guts, No Gory' when they were little monsters? It wasn't the odor or even the notion of 'eeewww squishy' that had initially put her off. It was, rather, the notion of being digested. That was a bit of a mood killer. Now that she had determined that she wasn't going to be eaten (being eaten totally ruined her hair day, and she was pretty sure that it was impossible to be a FEARleader without being able to move), she calmly stepped up to the cube when it was her turn, and reached within. That book she'd snagged the day before was a bit... lonely.
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eldritch stardust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:50 pm
Day 1:
Yui made a small grimace of disgust as she approached the gelatinous thing that held the supplies she needed for school. Caudal fin twitching, she stood before the blob and studied it a moment, clearly deciding what item to aim for.
"You know," she spoke in a calm, very slightly accented voice. Just as if it were perfectly normal for a monster like her to be conversing with Jell-o. "The Dragon Kings' assistant never mentioned this. I shall have to remember to return the favor to him later."
With a sigh, she closed her eyes and plunged her arm into the quivering mass. If this gunk stained her sleeve, there would be hell to pay later.((Art was just dropped off here. And cert request has been posted. <3))
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Zoobey rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 4:13 pm
A freaking notebook. It had lips on it. Arel was pretty sure Professor Aedelmin Darcy had designed the cover, it had his trademark fangs and lips all over it.
Feeling rather put-off, he had placed the book on his desk, only to notice it seemed to have mysteriously disappeared the next following morning. Hellma also mysteriously seemed to have gained a new notebook.
The worst part about the trek to buy new supplies had to be the actual walk there. The Cavern of Infinite Darkness was only amusing the first few walks through it. Cue the line-up again - he had brought a book this time that Red had gifted him from the human world, he had never seen a book with so many pictures on it - thankfully things seemed to go faster this time.
Was it just Arel's imagination or was the blob possibly more rancid and discoloured than it was yesterday? Most likely, for better or worse. Meticulously, he took out a long pair of bright yellow rubber gloves from under his sweater and strapped them on, reaching in while attempting to eye the object he actually wanted. It didn't help he was distracted by the blob - was it quivering in anticipation?
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 6:01 pm
Day 3
If someone was looking at the sunny side of life, they might have told Calder that getting art supplies when he had none was very lucky. However, like usual, the weather was as gloomy and dark as the kelpie’s luck, and he stood in line with his fingers crossed and whispering to Frightful Jack himself that he didn’t get another aggressive cousin of the school supplies he already owned. After just barely managing to deal with the stapler who, the black menace had grown healthy from pinning down all his belongings to the floors and walls (and occasionally shooting out staplers at random intervals of delight). Now it was a crawling alligator and, with ample water in his room, it had crawled into the bathtub that made his bed and was terrorizing Fester and the other leeches. As the creature, who he named Milton, splashed and filled his bed with half-squares of metal, the newest member of his hectic school supplies, a jittery stapler, went about tearing up the pinned things on the ground and clawing at the walls and furniture. It became so bad that he had to lock everything in his chests and then found some chains – something he pilfered from an open janitor closet – to keep them shut and safe.
When it was his turn, he kneeled down and tried to figure out something that might be soft, tender, and obedient by the unidentifiable shapes in the Shopkeeper’s body. It was eyeing these things too close that resulted in a lock of his hair being pulled in and yelling out, the kelpie shoved his hands in to free his hair. While tugging his head back to free his hair, his hands pushed against the blob to free himself, managing to feel around in the sluggish glob in the process.
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Paperghost rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 6:15 pm
Day 1:
Mai gazed about the decrepit supply store, one eyebrow arched in mild curiosity as she took in the sights. She had heard students mentioning this place, and eventually the thought occurred to her that she might actually need some proper school supplies herself. Now that she was here, she really wasn't sure what to make of the jelly cube that seemed to have absorbed all such scholarly items. The blue flame that accompanied her everywhere was circling the freaky thing in agitation. Little flares of blue firelight casted interesting patterns against the blob and occasionally illuminated the supplies floating within it.
After a moment of consideration, Mai shrugged, deciding that she'd seen worse things in her unlife and shoved her arm in up to the shoulder and groped around with interest.
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Rown rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 10:44 pm
Day 3:
A few more items never hurt, right? She had a pen and a notebook so she could have been more than satisfied with just though, but for some reason or another Chuppi seemed to believe she needed to have all the supplies that everyone else was privy to. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to start the school year down and behind?
Either way her hand went back in, and this time she actually giggled. For being so weird, this was a little fun now!
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Vashtya rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 11:01 pm
Day 2:
Shuffling his feet slightly, Aedan made his way back to the front of the line...again. Visibly steeling himself, he reached into the goo, somewhat less tentatively this time. With a look of intense concentration on his face, he felt around, expression clearly as he grasped..something. Hopefully not another stapler... he thought to himself.
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x_Nata_x rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 11:07 pm
Day 3
Somehow, he had ended up with scissors. Nuk wasn't sure how, because he had been positive that he had closed his hand around nothing as he began to withdraw it, actually wholeheartedly disappointed. (You could almost tell too, like when a dog's ears drooped.) So it was with great bewilderment that upon opening his fist, he found a set of the most shiny (albeit goo-covered) scissors just laying nicely in his hand. Nicely. Deceptively nicely.
He was frankly overjoyed, although he hid it remarkably well (mostly.)
Pocketing the item, the skinwalker's chest was puffed up the entire time he sauntered back to his dorm, feeling greatly accomplished, although he tried to keep a scowl on his face for good measure. It was with a slightly faster pace that he made his way back to his dorm the second time around, flopping down on his bed again just as he had before and holding the pair of scissors in his palm, waiting and staring unblinkingly for them to change. And change they did. He was rewarded with a black bird this time, it's beak razor sharp, orange mask very much reminding him of those same scissors.
Ok, this was cool. Not nearly as cool as his pen (he loved that damn thing) but still. Very cool.
He had to go back.
So on the third day, Nuk returned to the gelatin block, standing in line almost eagerly and not letting any students pass him this time. He was even mildly impatient, growling in annoyance as the other students took their turn, shifting from one foot to the other. They were taking far too long! What if he got to the front and they were gone?! This only produced a more grouchy Nuk, the boy folding his arms across his chest and continuing to stare at the cube.
Until finally it was his turn. Glee and jubilations! The skinwalker's smirk was broad this time as he shoved his hand inside without hesitation, eager to see what he could fish out next.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 12:14 am
Day Two
With an embarrassed blush, Emily quickly thrust her hand into the good and proceeded to not think. Especially about how she had left without actually getting anything last time. Thank Jack for Mr. Monty. He really did care for her. In his own way. His own very difficult to understand way.
As her hand closed around something round, the cat familiar spoke up, "If you grab anything round, be gentle. It's probably the shopkeeper's balls."
The witch paused and considered this. Why would balls be included with school supplies? And why be gentle?
"And by balls I mean it's testicles," Mr. Monty generously clarified.
For a moment Emily stood frozen, hand still around the shopkeeper's...their...
"I AM SO VERY SORRY, SIR!" Her hand was out and she was running from the scene of her apparent crime in a matter of seconds. Likely she would spend the next hour in her room, torturing herself over whether she should turn herself in for sexual harassment.
"Heh," the cat scoffed, quickly swiping another piece of supplies out of the wobbly mass. "That's what you get."
He may still be holding a grudge over her Fear ability. Just a possibility.
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