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 Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 12:42 pm
The hound was just barreling around the field and just didn't stop. Damien didn't want to be caught by anybody, least of all Danny. "Why me?" he wondered out loud , huffing up a storm and turned around to see the demon trying to pick up the pace, and keep focused on the line.
Considering all the yards that was covered, he felt pretty safe as he hopped over Jove's head that came running past with the football on his little tail. even if it was seen in the briefest of glances, he still cringed in sympathy for the shorter boil, and couldn't even stop to help him. "Shake him off Jove, shake that ball loose!" he yelled out to the boil before he got out of earshot and caught sight of the incoming tackle.
Really now? He only wished he could roll his eyes in his natural form as he nimbly turned to on a dine and went off to the side and away from the rapidly descending ghoul. "Leave the running to the more experienced, water lover!" he said in retort before he zoomed away to see where the half beast rival went.
The ball in the meanwhile, still descending from the sky was plum tuckered out and gave no fight during its drop onto the field and game a hefty bounce around the 40 yard line, in between the madness going on around the field.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 7:44 pm
(( HI I'M PROXY POSTING FOR HUNI <333 )) Huni Pi Later, perhaps after tryouts, Tro was going to have to thank Bul for drawing Hel's attention away from him. While he wasn't going to give the reaper ghoul a free pass in tackling him, aerial maneuvers were tricky for the horse boil. Huh, he was going to have to approach her for training on that aspect now that he thought about it.
But that was for later. Right now? He'd gone into full gallop towards Seiji, bruteball carrying or not.
There were problems in gaining additional mass and strength and size when it came to activities involving charging forward while trying to tackle a target. If said target had the footwork and the agility to do last-minute dodging, it made any sudden stops near impossible (unless Tro wanted to damage his knees in the process, which, for obvious reasons, the horse boil wasn't willing to do).
When Seiji managed to avoid the charging tikbalang, Petro's current direction would have had him barreling right into Demi. Except the now-transformed canine boil had darted elsewhere, leaving Demi's pursuer in Tro's tackle-sight.
Oh Jack. It was a ghoul. Oh Jack, Petro still can't stop.
Well, if she was here for Bruteball Tryouts, Tro assumed she was prepared for the Brute part. Without slowing down (or an apology), the tikbalang even sped up to ram his shoulders right into Danny. It wasn't quite a tackle, mostly because Tro would instinctively end up trying to pin her down and, well, he wasn't sure if he could afford to have the ghoul's fiery tail come into contact with the field's grass...
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:30 pm
Danny stumbled a little as Demi dodged her makeshift tackle and kept chasing after Bul. She didn't flat out trip, but you could tell her ... "grace" was knocked out of whack for a few seconds. She simply switched her feet and got back on rhythm with chasing Demi('s ears).
A sudden brown speck loomed to her right though. That was odd, why was it getting bigge- OH DEAR JACK.
Danny was caught off guard as Petro slammed into her right shoulder. She had dealt harder punches to Roch- this was no big deal. Okay it kind of hurt, but this was bruteball! That was the point!
She wasn't about to be defeated by that little "shove" either. Danny grinned even bigger really. This was fun! She took the bruteball she was holding and chucked it straight at Tro's face. "Ahahahaha!" As the ball ricocheted off his face, Danny leapt up to catch the ball. It was a sloppy catch, but the ball was back in her hands ... so mission successful?
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:37 pm
Jove was more than a little freaked out as he zoomed around the field, bruteball gnawing angrily at his tail, but the lack of direct pursuers gave him a chance to gather his thoughts on the run. Whatever it was that had got him appeared stuck with him, it simply clung like the world's nastiest burr. It wasn't a hand grabbing him, or a person chasing him...
Suddenly he let out a yelp, Demi had appeared and leaped over him almost before Jove knew he was coming, but at least the hound confirmed what Jove had been starting to suspect. Glancing over his shoulder as he slowed down, Jove could clearly see the ugly bruteball latched onto his tail fluff. That was it. Just a bruteball.
He quickly glanced around to see if anyone had noticed how frightened he had been, and then sat down right where he was to try and dislodge the thing.
Some prodding, some stomping, and finally a good punch in the mouth made the ball let go. Jove scowled at it. When he picked it up off the ground it growled and tried to chomp on his delicate little fingers, but the pup growled back and held it close to his body so it couldn't wriggle free. Stupid ball, making him look like a wimp in front of the bigger boils...
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 8:48 pm
[Ooc: Just want to make note, I'm 'closing' tryouts now, and I'll have an rp reply soon (like, hopefully within a half an hour) THANK YOU ALL FOR TRYING OUT, YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME, I AM ROFLING SO HARD <3 'Results' will be posted tomorrow morning probably between 9 - 10, maybe 11 (depends on when I get back from class, I have something important due I might need to finish) Please bear in mind your title literally means nothing other than giving you a fancy title xD All characters will run if they want, throw if they want, or tackle if they want. The wide receiver can tackle and the linemen can run! It's just something for rp purposes so you can go "I'm the Runningback for the Bruteball Team!"
Also, please feel free to continue rping! By closing I just am stopping entries so I can compile results <3 Anyone who didn't get a chance to tryout or post their character trying for a position can pm/im me or Lei for a private tryout and we'll just do a short rp to get you in, with custom stats and with a title <3
EDIT
Oh right, I forgot to note, Bee it's totally fine about the shout post, it happens xD if you preview, it decides you didn't need that shout post anymore.]
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 9:40 pm
Nuk and Altair had watched their peers display their talents silently, both leaning a little against the table as Nuk scribbled on the clipboard, the demon occasionally leaning over to point and something and reply. (To which the skinwalker's reply always seemed to be to pull the clipboard away and snap at him... in fact, it was debatable how much of the tryout they'd watched -- if any of the others had looked over to see if the captains were watching, they might have seen them wrestling for the clipboard at one point or another.) Regardless, by the end of the practice both boils were staring out onto the field with what they hoped were blank, enigmatic expressions, both pairs of amber eyes flickering between the students and the bruteballs and finally poor Calder, who seemed to be squished beneath a rather enthusiastic igor. For a second, they just stared, seeming to take it in (Nuk had definitely winced a little,) before looking back over the rest of the rather-chaotic field, the skinwalker the first to speak up.
"We're doomed."
There was a click (and an angry hiss) of a snake pin, and Nukpana straightened from where he'd been standing, approaching the group and lifting the clipboard over his head to get their attention. He didn't need a whistle (thankfully -- he didn't have one,) -- his voice was loud and obnoxious enough as it was, and he barked out another short announcement, grinning broadly.
"ALRIGHT, IF EVERYONE'S GONE, I THINK WE'RE DONE. YOU ALL CAN GO HOME NOW. OR DON'T. WE DON'T CARE."
That last part, especially, he grinned particularly broad -- what a great captain. Letting his voice drop again, he flipped through some of the pages, squinting and turning the clipboard as if he couldn't read his own writing before making a face, continuing.
"Results'll be posted tomorrow on the skulletin board outside our room. Those whose names show up, I expect to see you all at practice first thing Websday morning, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed~"
And with that, he turned around. Presumably to go to their club room and try to figure out what Nuk had written.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 11:31 pm
He had made it? Well JUST made the try-out at least! Gathering himself up, Christof gave a sigh of relief, patting Calder on the shoulder before offering to hoist him to his feet once more. Aww, he had missed a lot, he was sure, but hopefully the right people had seen his magnificent tackle. It wasn't... HITTING another student, that was how the game worked, he had checked, and so he wasn't going against his Mistress's orders. And... it had been fun! This was the sort of game he could really get into, and it showed on his face as he beamed at the kelpie he had just practically crushed.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:48 am
Once landlocked again Bul rolled onto his back and held his stomach as he laughed wildly from the fall, even if Hel was practically strangling him. "Let... GOOOOO!" he shouted through laughs and clawed the ground, dragging himself and Hel along the dirt. He figured she didn't mind.
Only Nuk's obnoxious voice could distract him enough to stop and listen regardless of the weight still on him. "Well damn... good for us?" he smiled and raised a palm to Hel gesturing for a high five.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:53 am
Seemed Seiji would catch up to the fleeing whisp as the other ghost dropped to his rump and began rather violently trying to get the ball off the end of his tail, and not doing a terrible job at it. Seiji didn't even offer to help as she slowed to a stop beside the younger boil and grinned down at him as he finally punched the growling ball in the nose. "Now that's speed," he offered, rather proudly in fact, offering a hand down to hoist the smaller boil up on his feet. When he was standing again Seiji gave him a firm pat on the back. Not so rough it would knock him over, but hard enough that he wasn't being babying.
"Good job, Kid." Resting human fingers on the back of Jove's neck, the older boil steered him over to the bruteball case so he could discard the still struggling ball with the others. Smiling over towards the two captains as it was announced the list would be tacked up on the club room door soon. He'd have liked to have said he was sure he'd made it, but Seiji couldn't bring himself to be quite that cocky. It would only turn around and bite him in the a** later.
Bul wasn't too far off and the hungry ghost gave his half-beast friend a wave, calling out to him, "Hey, I didn't know you could fly, man! That was pretty kickass." It might not have been pretty, but Seiji at least thought they'd all done a decently good job. Specially the girls that had shown up to try out. They'd just leap right in with little regard for their own well being. Not entirely smart, but very bold, and Seiji commended them for it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 9:48 am
Damien was fully planning to shoe Bul that a giant tail was not going to cut it. you need a giant something else to be a good runner, but after seeing the tackle that Hel did, Bul's something else must have been distracted.
The hounds ears flopped down in disappointment at the lack of tackling he was providing, but what he didn't miss was Nuk yelling like a jackass that the evaluation was over. But he took solace that they did not have to leave yet.
He did catch a glimpse of the horse warrior tackling the fire demon and closed his eyes from the incurring slaughter but was quickly shocked that they both were still standing. "Hey Tro, you all right?" he growled out before padding over to the tanned monster.
Completely walking in the path of the once skyward bruteball that rolled under his foot and caused the canine boil to totter and fall on Tro's back and gripped around his neck to keep himself upright and not on the floor staring up his loincloth..
Revenge was a dish best served from rabid cow leather.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 10:10 am
The instant Tro felt Demi's arms latch around his neck and the canine boil's weight on his back, sense and logic and reason no longer existed for Petro. The horse monster only knew one thing: A RIDER WAS TRYING TO TAME HIM!!!
"OFF!" the horse boil roared, suddenly rearing to his full height before hooves kicked off the ground, clumps of grass and soil flying every which way. Tro's eyes were wild and unseeing from rage, his vision completely compromised and focused only on shaking said rider off him. Whatever, whoever was in his path, Petro simply barreled through. Unfortunately, his path was leading him straight for Christof and quite possibly Calder. Petro wasn't sure. He was a little too busy trying to get Demi to let go.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 10:26 am
it was just an innocent action. just arms reaching out to prevent a fall. "HOW THE HELL DID IT TURN INTO THIS?" he bellowed out as he hung on for dear life, there was nothing else to do, especially after Tro just started to yell at him.
"I don't' want to fall from this high up!" he tried to reason with the rampaging monster and keep him calm. but the damage to the field left in his wake was just so alarming. "Jack Jack Jackdammit, Tro you got students up ahead!" he exclaimed in fear for their safety, as much as his own.
But not for Tro, a train couldn't even stop this boil.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 10:33 am
Christof had just flickered his eyes away from one horse-boil... only to see another coming at him. Very quickly. And very Bigly. There was just time fora strangled noise in the back of his throat before he was suddenly torn from Calder by a hoofed and nostriled stampeding bus, the force of the blow taking him off guard sending his pieces flying wildly about the field, what was remaining intact slumping under the trampling hooves.
Oh.
Ow.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:27 am
Jove's ears perked as he heard Seiji approach, and he looked up from the growling ball with ears perked and his tail wagging. There was a ratty chunk missing from his long fur, but it appeared as though ghostly tendrils were already oozing out to replace what had been mauled. Either way, the pup didn't give much thought to it, or the ball he held onto as he puffed up at Seiji's praise. He had done good somehow, right?
The pat on the back did send the pup stumbling a step, but he recovered like a pro and firmly shoved the ball back in it's crate. Jackdamed toothy thing...
Fluffy ears swivelled in Nuk's direction briefly, listening to the boil chatter loudly about something... Something and bushy tails? The pup glanced over his shoulder. Sure enough, his bushy tail was already mostly back to normal.
It sounded like things were winding down, although the sounds of chaos floated all around him. Jove followed Seiji's glance and watched Bul playing in the dirt with that two-coloured ghoul, head tilting as the monster laughed and shouted and had a good time of it all. Then he heard Demi's shout, and twirled around just in time to see the horse boil ploughing over the patchwork, Demi still latched onto his back. Wow.
Jove watched the piece-explosion with mild horror, inwardly cursing his lack of FEARhealing lessons. Maybe he should have asked Cricket if she could teach him a bit over the summer too... Still, the pup did what he could, trotting over to recover a couple pieces, and bringing them back to the prone patchwork.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 1:25 pm
When Bul laughed, Hel just kept on laughing, though more at this point she was howling from amusement, and it was interrupted by a small ‘oof’ as they hit the ground. The valkyrie stubbornly clung on for a few more moments, not at all minding being dragged, before Nuk’s voice rang out and she paused and fell silent. Ooh! Excellent! Hel grinned widely and then finally released Bul, catching sight of his palm and raised one of her one to give him a sound high five. “Victory for us!” She cheered happily, immediately springing to her feet.
“That was a good show friend and fun as well!" She held out her hand to help pull the boil back up on his feet. Her attention was quickly diverted though to the raging Petro with a Demi on his back, and her eyes widened as he tore right through Christof. She looked up in mild horror and awe as it seemed to rain patchwork for a moment.
“Uh…” The reaper watched as Jove started to collect the pieces, noting that the smaller boil had the right idea. “I’m going to try and help too!” She announced, but first made sure Bul was back on his feet before going and collecting pieces of Christof as well.
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