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 Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 10:22 pm
Caim listened to the instructions he was given, balking slightly as he was told he would have to make choices. He stared for a very long time at the available drinks and appetizers. Get the right thing and whomever would be happy. Give them the wrong thing or the others order and... he was sure that more chaos than flipped tables would be at hand.
It wasn't as simple of a choice as which items he would prefer... really if he could he'd take all of them. But alas, these things were not his for the taking. That never seemed to be the case. The demon glanced over towards where the two figures sat opposite of each other, mouth thinning into a nervous line. The handful of people that the gnome had roped into doing his work had already delivered quite a few options of beverage and food to the table.
Everyone else would probably be a better judge of what would be suitable to serve the two, so Caim decided to just... sort of 'borrow' their choices. For the ghoul it would be easy. There was a clear favoring of one type of drink and food item over any of the others in front of her. But for the angry boil... he was at a sudden impasse. The food was clear, but the drink. An equal number of Foxjolly Juice and Powerthirst sat in front of him.
A long time was spent deliberating over what to do. Both options were really good ones. Those that had come to their conclusions had been really good at this. As he stood envying the clever choices of everyone else he didn't really notice the table that suddenly went sailing through the air towards him. It crashed to the ground mere feet away, splintering apart. Caim managed to wobble out of the way of most of the spinning plank, catching the edge in his shoulder and receiving a nasty splinter in the process.
Desperately he grabbed the first thing at hand and hurried out towards the ill-tempered daters. "Here you are. Sorry for the waiting. Not that you don't already. Have plenty to chose from." He eyed the bounty of sushi rolls and crab cakes and beverages galore, then, quickly so as to not rouse their ire again, he served them their food.
To Desu-Chan he gave the Pink Elephant Punch and Floresctival Sushi. To Rage he served Foxjolly Juice and Panty crab cakes. With a quick, terrified, "Enjoy." he turned on his heel and headed back to the safety of the waiter's area as fast as possible to wait with the other impromptu staff for the next thing they had to take out to the diners.
((HP: 17 - 2 = 15))
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Strait Jacket Girl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 10:32 pm
Everyone seemed to know the others. It was insane. She knew him and he knew her, and others were so comfortable with going up to others and casually introducing themselves. Seth however was on a mission he had to fix this issue here. His Dear Lizzy (since when was a mere acquaintance considered dear to someone???) had been squished once he could not have it happen again. No He'd have to save her in the way he only could. Fix the people throwing the tables. It was unexceptionable such a pretty demoness littered with bruises. A heinous crime to say the very least. He watched as well as the other students were pelted with furniture as they tried to serve the couple. They were horrid, they were trying to help the couple by feeding them and they were thanked by being beat up. He shook his head before he decided to take the plunge to get the couple fed.
He grabbed two drinks from the gnome finding it despicable that the gnome couldn't resist the wine. He'd not venture to grab the follyjox juice because it was not originally on the menu so it would not have originally been ordered, logically it made sense. It was not easy but he balanced the appetizers on his arms while carrying the drinks in his hands. it was not easy evading the tables as he went to the couple. Occasionally a splinter shot up and scraped him, a few even bounced off his glasses leaving scratches in his glasses. This wasn't good. If he wasn't careful they'd shatter though that would be a thick prescription to shatter.
He carefully set the drinks and food down on one of the only unflipped tables and gingerly began to motion to each. "For one Desu-chan we have Powerthirst, Gun flavored the drink that packs a punch with a Bang, perfect for replenishing your reserves for table flipping, as well as some delectable Floresctival sushi Made fresh today." He dipped his head barely missing a chair that seemed to get tossed past because of a table shattering. He winced at it's nearness to him. He then stood up once more and turned to Rage and motioned to his drink and food. "Now for Rage, we have selected a fine Bog Water to help cool down your temper just a notch so that you may properly enjoy your Panty Crab Cakes Made from the finest silk panties and the best crabs to be found around the garment drawer."
He wasn't so lucky this time though. Once he finished explaining Rage's food selection a chair soared through the air and smacked him in the face. A soft ping of metal could be heard only vaguely against the sound of his lenses shattering. Pain flooded his face that was now smeared with splinters and scrapes from his lenses. There was no summoning his other pair of glasses he realized as he lay on the ground where he'd fallen. Above him he could see nothing beyond the tip of his nose. Blind as a bat was close to a perfect description of his eye sight.
(HP :: 19 - 6 = 13 )
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Scyerline rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 10:45 pm
Never realizing there were so many students around her, Bea had carefully listened to what Meatfish had to say. "Oh, so you guys already have food made-- UGH! Way to keep yourselves organized!" Apparently, she was talking to a drunk gnome... She looked at the arrangement of different drinks. When Meatfust had murdered an innocent jox, Bea went nuts... "WHAT THE-- SERIOUSLY?! YOU THINK THAT WILL REPLACE WI---" Bea got up from cover and was ready to strangle the gnome, when all of a sudden, yet again, gets hit by parts of flung tables. "AUGGGGGHHH" Bea immediately squatted back down, hugging onto her arm and side from the pain. To stop all this, she had to do what the gnome said...
Bea watched the other unfamiliar students serve Rage and Desu... But wait... was that... Mandy?! What was her mumbling? something about someone ruining her booth? What happened to her booth?! "JACK SKELLINGTON! Mandy, are you alright?!" In any rate, Bea had to focus on the task at hand... Between all the choices, Bea grabbed two drinks and two appetizers and headed towards the raging couple.
On her way Bea tried to duck around flying tables and such. "Um..." Looking around, there appeared to be no table that survived in a 10 foot radius of the couple. "Well, where am I to put these?!" Bea noticed a bunch of food and drinks spilled all over the floor... "Oh..." Bea took a deep breath and tried handing the food to them directly!
To get their attention, Bea had to try and talk over them... "FOR YOU, FOREVER EMOTING, BEAUTIFUL GHOUL" by yelling and handing Desu a glass of Powerthirst and a plate of Floresctival sushi.
As for Rage, "AND FOR THE FOREVER RAGING, HANDSOME BOIL..." Bea handed him a glass of Pink Elephant Punch and a plate of Panty crab cakes.
"PLEASE ENJOY YOUR FOOD!" In hopes of them actually taking the food as she left, Bea immediately retreated to the half broken table where Meatfist and the other students was hiding (for the most part).
((HP: 14))
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 10:51 pm
Pickles took off his robe, shaking it and then wrapping it around his waist like an apron. He shook out his hat too, folding the brims under and pushing the tip down in his best attempt at chapeaugraphy to mimic a chef's hat. As a final touch, he fished a small make up kit from his pocket and gave himself a quick waiter's mustache.
He did this all in a few seconds. He didn't even need a phone booth.
It didn't save him from getting nailed square in the face with another table, but he somehow, through the wooziness and pain, kept the serving trays aloft.
He balanced the Foxjolly Juice and Floresctival Sushi for Desu, because they were ~festivaly~, and the Pink Elephant Punch and Panty Crab Cakes for Rage, because they were ~pink~, and set them in front of the pair with a dazed smile. He may have been missing a tooth.
HP: 10
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Sosiqui rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 10:58 pm
Food? Drinks? Oh jack, what in all Halloween did Malodore know about food and drinks? Why was it here? Why was it doing this? Why did they hire someone who didn't eat to be a professional gastronom-
THUD
-why tables? WHY? WHY?
Malodore pulled itself together. Right. Deep breath, for the calming effect. Then... logic. Yes. Logic never failed. It studied the drinks first. The Pink Elephant Punch was right out. If there was already tableflipping... well, it didn't want Desu-chan to start flinging tables at imaginary pink elephants too! And the Follyjox... eugh... that was a little too much...
Right. It selected some healthful, revitalizing Bog Water for Desu-chan, and some nourishing, electrolyte-replenishing Powerthirst for Rage.
That... that hadn't been too hard. Right?
And now the appetizers, which were easier... yet in the end the plague doctor had to close its eyes and count off. "Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, catch a plague rat by the toe-"
Well. That would work well enough. It selected Panty Crab Cakes for Desu-chan and Floresctival Sushi for Rage. Fair enough.
"Thankyouforyourorderbuonappetito!"
((Malodore's HP: 19-1 = 1 cool )
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 11:12 pm
This entire situation sounded a little to subservient for Riley's tastes. She was being asked to serve the couple food. Did anyone think, perhaps, that it was unwise to hand two angry people more things to throw? No? Of course not. Where was there room for logic in a situation like this? How absurd of her to even think..
Her thoughts were interrupted by the steady stream of students who had taken up plates and attempted to serve the twosome food to placate their anger. There was not much else one could do, other than throw tables back at them.
Riley briefly considered it.
With a disgruntled sigh, she took a glass of Powerthirst, and a glass of Foxjolly juice, and held them carefully in one hand while the other grabbed the appetizers. At the successful retrieval of all four items, Riley briefly considered a life in waitressing.
Then she almost dropped everything in her silent laughter.
If you please, take a seat and return to your meal. She commanded the two of them, as she placed the Powerthirst and Florescetival Sushi in front of Desu-Chan, and the Foxjolly Juice with it's accompanying Panty crab cakes appetizer was set for Rage.
Then her hands rested on the table, as some sort of security that they wouldn't flip it with the food there.
You're both very, ah, vibrant characters. Can't you just set your issues aside and have a nice meal together? Then you can go off and terrorize the students together afterwards. How romantic.
About as romantic as a table slamming directly into your back, sending you swirling sideways in the air until you tumbled into the ground repeatedly.
Oh, no, that wasn't them. That was Riley, that had just gone sailing across the jagged, splinter covered floor.
((Riley's HP: 19-5 = 14))
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Carhop Cavalier rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:23 am
Artemis squinted at his choices, pondering which option would be suitable. Noticing the trends of Powerthirst and Pink Elephant Punch, he decided to try a different approach. Taking a glass of Bog water and another of Follyjox Juice, Artemis turned to the appetizers.
Floresctival Sushi and Panty Crap Cakes.
Oooh, tough choice. Rage was a man, so why wouldn't he want something that involved panties? But, if he was on a date, would he really have ordered them? Plus, what if Desu thought the panties were kawaii-desu?
Tapping his chin, Artemis stared long and hard at the choices in front of him. "This really shouldn't be so hard." He stared a little longer, before picking them up, and headed towards the rage fueled couple.
He got to the table unscathed, setting the items on a conveniently placed and well balanced table leg, "Good evening, lady and gent. I trust your evening has been enjoyable?" Of course it wasn't enjoyable! But, Artemis didn't quite know what to say, so he just mimicked a waiter who had once served him on a date with an ex-ghoulfriend. He placed the Bogwater in front of Rage and the Follyjox Juice in front of Desu. He smiled, trying to be charming, before getting the appetizers. Outwardly he was calm, but his mind was screaming.
Oh Jack. What hte hell am I going to do if I screwed this up? What if she flips me like she flips tables? Or what if he goes complete rage mode on me? I'm dead. I'm sooo jacked. Oh candlejack, why why why why...
"And here you are! a plate of Panty Crab Cakes for the lady and the Florectival Sushi for the gentleman. DO enjoy your evening! The Tattoo Demon gave a quick bow before scurrying away, wiping the sweat off his brow. Yes he had gotten away with no inj-
CRACK.
Jackdammit! Crawling from underneath the table that had pinned him to the ground, Artemis brushed himself off as best he could, and walked back over to the waiter area.
Hey, was that an Avarice Demon? Exctied to finally meet a fellow Demon at the festival, Artemis quickly sidled next to the boil, giving him a smile.
"Hey, you're an Avarice Demon, right?" He offered his hand for a shake, before continuing, "I'm Artemis, Art for short. I'm a Tattoo Demon!"
Formalities done with, the inked boil dropped his shoulders and smiled wider. He was so happy to see a Demon again! "So, what'cha think of this whole mess? Pretty hectic, eh?"
((19-4= 15))
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Ravvlet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:37 am
Cady watched as student after student waded across the dangerous, flying-debris-filled fairgrounds to what remained of Desu and Rage's dinner for two. How much food could they possibly eat?
Needless to say, she was deeply envious. Cady grabbed a glass of Foxjolly Juice and chugged it down, to drown her sadness, and made her way across the battlefield.
By the time she got across she was a little more battered and bruised. Seriously, neither of the pair looked like they were giving up. Plus, all that throwing stuff around looked FUN. She decided some more creative tactics were in order.
Cady threw the Pink Elephant Punch into Desu's face with a splash. She followed this up by spinning in a circle with the can of Powerthirst, emptying it in Rage's direction. She chunked the empty container into the crowd of students.
YEP, definitely fun.
As for the appetizers, well... They didn't make the trip unscathed. A lone Panty Crab Cake scuttled forlornly around it's dish, which she hurled at Rage with some sense of satisfaction. The Floresctival Sushi was in similar straits, and similarly delivered.
She wasn't running for Publik Retaliations for nothing.
((16 - 5 = 11))
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:55 am
Out of the corner of his eye, Sparrow saw a table leg whack a pale haired ghoul right smack dab in the side of her head. It made him wince, and he took an automatic step forward to see if she was all right, but she was at the table now, and Sparrow halted mid-step. He didn't want to interrupt her; that would be rude, but as soon as she came running back towards the rest of the group he made his way over to her.
"Are you all right?" he asked her worriedly, glancing at the welt already forming on her temple. Then he ducked down as another table leg went soaring over his head - along with someone else.
"Oh, Jack Riley - "
He'd seen the illithid go flying, flinching automatically. He felt it rude to simply leave the ghoul with him alone, so he gently tugged her with him as he hastily stepped over to the mindflayer.
"Jack, are you all right?" he asked her with concern, bending down to offer her a hand.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:02 am
Riley did not look all right. In fact, it was hard to tell what she looked like - because she fell in a position quite crumpled and bent inward, so that her face was obscured by the rest of her body as it lay buried in the ground.
When she heard the sound of her name, her body plopped to it's side, and her head turned to look up at Sparrow. There was dirt scattered along her skin, which was beginning to discolor to a bright, puffy pink in some spots, but her eyes were open, and she shook her head.
I will be honest. I have had better days.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:07 am
Riley...did not look well. In fact, she looked anything but well, and Sparrow flinched slightly as she lifted her head.
"Jack, Riley, that table really nailed you, didn't it? Er..." Flustered by the lack of supplies he had, he glanced around quickly, trying to figure out something. There was a towel hanging from a nearby stove, and Sparrow stood, grabbing it. He doused it in water, then stepped back over to the illithid, offering it to her to press against the bruises rapidly beginning to form.
He gave her a reassuring smile. "My dear Riley, I am quite sure that no matter what happens, you are still quite a stunning ghoul, even in the most dire of situations."
Then he took her elbow, attempting to help her to her feet.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:29 am
As soon as Sparrow had moved away from her line of sight, Riley's eyes rolled back behind her head and their lids fluttered closed. There was no need to keep them open, with no one to look at. Besides, recovery felt easier this way. She easily assumed that Sparrow, after his initial check-in, had gone off to take care of his own needs - so the touch of wetness against her skin as Sparrow returned with a towel startled her. Her eyelids snapped open quickly, and she focused her gaze on him, and the towel, in confusion.
Ah, why thank you. She murmured quietly, taking the towel and dropping it gently on her face.
Only a second went by before she immediately took the towel off. Covering ones vision in an area that was already known for it's falling tables seemed like a bad move.
She accepted his help, chuckling at the compliment. Even in dire situations, Sparrow, your silver tongue charms. Here, let us get behind those tables, as I would very much like to simply lie down for a moment and cover my face in this towel. And, if I am lucky, forget where I am for a moment. I regret we are not the best suited species for forgetting anything, however..
Her muscles ached with strain, but nothing was broken, and nothing felt useless. Bruises and strained muscles were hardly incapacitating injuries.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:41 am
Startled by the voice, Xiu turned to look at Mo, wide-eyed as she nodded slowly. "W-what? Y...yes. I...I'm fine." Despite her words, she was clearly anything but. Her head was throbbing where that table leg had hit her and...jack, everything kind of hurt right now, what with the way a table had slammed into her earlier. She was really considering the idea of getting the hell out of there right now.
However, before she could actually go through with this plan, a reaper boil stepped up beside her to ask if she was fine. Offering him a shaky smile, Xiu whispered her answer, an echo from what she had told Mo. "Y-yes, I'm fine--"
Only this time, she got cut off when both Riley and a table flew right over them. Xiu could only gape in horror, feeling herself go frozen at the sight of the mindflayer crumpled on the ground. W-was she...? She didn't resist when she felt the boil gently pull her along with him, though she remained silently in the background while he tended to the illithid's bruises, shaking like a leaf. It wasn't until Riley stood up did the Baku make her presence known by scurrying up to the ghoul, whimpering all the while.
"R-riley! Are you okay? S-should I go get Nurse Cricket? Should I go get some ice? Or a first aid kit, or...or..." Trailing off, her hand flew to the spot on her head where she had been nailed and she winced. Actually, some ice sounded great right now for herself too, but she wasn't sure if she could risk trying to get away without sustaining any more injuries.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:59 am
Sparrow ducked his head again, dodging a flying chunk of table as he gave Riley a cheeky grin. "I'm afraid I only speak the truth with my silver tongued charms, my dear mindflayer."
Reaching over, he gently took the baku's arm, guiding her with him after Riley. "You too, darling," he said. "I want to check on that head of yours.
The three of them ducked behind a few of the propped up tables, hopefully out of the line of fire - at least for now - and Sparrow turned to the pale haired ghoul. "Do you mind?" he asked her, gesturing towards her hair and indicating he wanted to take a look at the giant welt that had probably formed beneath it. "You got hit pretty hard; I think we should at least see if you're bleeding - which I don't think you are, but it never hurts to check," he added with a smile.
Unbuttoning his jacket, Sparrow tugged it off, loosening the top few buttons of his dress shirt before he folded the jacket up, offering it to Riley. "A pillow, perhaps?" he asked her. "I apologize for it not being quite as soft as some, but it might feel better than lying with your head on the floor."
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 3:25 am
Riley heard Xiu begin to jitter with worry, and sighed in silent relief as Sparrow's tending took her attentions away from the mindflayers injuries. She laid down on the ground, graciously accepting Sparrow's jacket, and rested her head on it. Then she placed the towel over her face, and her body visibly relaxed.
Thank you. Ah. This is nice.
It was almost like she was at a spa. Only, she could still hear two very livid ToTers breaking furniture nearby. Their attempts to feed the couple had been all for naught, so far.
In a pleasant voice, Riley murmured quietly; Please wake me when Malodore comes over. And if any flying tables request my attention, will you ask them to come back another day? My schedule is all filled up.
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