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 Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 8:41 pm
"Do..?" Mot frowned, finishing off his cone and licking his fingers, his other hand gripping the bag of pints. "Well.. I mean, I wouldn't be by myself! I'd socialize, and maybe we'd work on a farm or.." He was grasping at straws, so to speak, as Mot knew little about actual real life country living.
"Hel? She's my ghoulfriend."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 8:50 pm
Work? And who was there of any actual WORTH to even bother talking to at a farm? The most you could find was the one person who had the capital on manure and canned beans. Whoopie-do! The very idea made him cringe, and he was safe to roll his large eyes while Mot trailed down some idea of happiness. Boooooo-o--o-oo-RING!
Still, the hats were nice.
TG adjusted it once more before looked back down. "So Hel's a cowghoul who lives on a farm. No wonder you like her. Tell me more. What does she look like?" He wanted details, measurement, and names of any close and very available siblings!
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 8:56 pm
"No, she's a Valkyrie. I don't think she owns a farm, but their cottage is in a place far away from the city." He began to explain, seeming to puff with pride and enthused vigor.
"Half her body is a different colour than the other half, one side dark, the other light. She's rather short, at least to me, and she has a very passionate personality. We sometimes bicker, but I wouldn't choose another ghoul over her in the entire world. She's so determined and I always feel motivated when I'm around her." He gushed happily. Unluckily for TG, Mot was less interested in discussing her cup size and more so about her as a person.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:15 pm
The small imp was sticking out his tongue at just a mushy description. Just his luck to be stuck with a dedicated, loyal, faithful cowboil who loved the country and one ghoul. Where was all his playas at? Was he stuck with the sappiest Reaper around?
Knowing better than to poke at the ghoul that his current mount was all gleeful over, TG thought of something else. He wasn't going to get to hear any cool stories about what a dirty ghoul this Hel might be or what sexy ensembles she was squeezing herself into anytime soon. "Valkyrie.....I met a Valkyrie here at the maul. Blonde with plush, huge.." He paused his cupping gesture, considering his present, sappy company. "..wings. Are there a lot of Valkyries here?" He hoped so, and he hoped they all got together to have pillow fights each Saturday.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:22 pm
Mot raised a brow as TG corrected himself. Strange boil...
"Oh, that must have been Freya! She's Hel's sister." Mot had bettered his feelings on Freya for now, the butt grabbing incident long behind him. "She's dating a boil named Herryk. He's this giant of an undead.." With a weird love for foxfires that put Mot's fondness for them to shame.
"I haven't met any other Valkyries her at the school though.."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:35 pm
"Yeaaahh. I met Herryk. A bit...short tempered. The pair of them were just swapping spit the entire time. Had a nice friend. Lattice." He wondered where she was at.
Sparked with energy (or maybe sugar), TG leaned over Mot's head to look at him better, holding the boil's skull to keep him from falling over. "Are there a lot of hawt ghouls at this school? I've only run into a rather pissy undead and barely saw any when I went to class. You've been here a while." Was he being too eager? Mot was older, and probably would be rather unimpressed if he went on about ghouls in such a way. Keep it hot.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:50 pm
"Aha.. yes they're a bit... touchy feely." Mot chuckled nervously. He did however perk up at the mention of Lattice. "Aw, I haven't seen her for a while.." He hoped the ghost was okay. Her sister too, though memory of her was a little painful.
Mot was somewhat startled to see TG's face suddenly, nervously slowing down so he didn't walk into a tree. "Hot.. ghouls..?" Mot seemed to redden a little. "Oh.. um.." Gee, this was talk Mot wasn't used to. Talking about ladies so objectively? That was not the way of the gentlemen!
"I uh... I think all of the ladies here are lovely.."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 9:59 pm
"On come on!" TG said, returning back to where he was standing and letting Mot see again. "Lovely is the word for a fish-faced monster who is wearing a potato sack as a dress. Be honest! If someone asked you, I'm sure you would say that Hel was the hawtness thing around. Now, having her at #1 on your list, who would be #2? Your ghoulfriend isn't around. You're a boil. I'm a boil. I'm not gonna nark on you. You have probably seen plenty of ghouls and thought some of them were a heck of a lot cuter than others." He patted Mot's head. "So come on. Who do you think is finnneee looking?"
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:07 pm
This was a conversation quickly going downhill for Mot. Rapidly. His red face burned redder as the content of TG's conversation went to a level of vulgar Mot couldn't comprehend. "Buh... whu..." He stammered, a hand clasped over his heart.
"I've... never really.." Mot seemed to stumble with his words, nervously darting his eyes around the sidewalk. "I-I...I don't... know.." Even before Hel, before Lizzy, he'd never allowed himself to think of ghouls in such a way.
"All...all ghouls.. are cute..." Hot? He could not fathom. The boil usually repressed most if not all thoughts that went beyond that.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:20 pm
"Pfft. Lame. You must be whipped." He said with a sigh, setting his head in his hand as he rested his elbow against Mot's head. Then, considering what he said, TG started to cackle. "HAH! Whipped! A whipped cowboil!" He continued to laugh, patting Mot on the head to see if he got it. Then, just as quickly, the imp sighed, wiping a tear from his eye. "I crack myself up."
In a better mood and not distracted from the conversation, he looked around, spotting Amityville up ahead. "We should hang out more, Mot." The boil not only was easy to command, but had no trouble with carrying him around. The imp could see no reason not to hang out with him again. He also wasn't looking at other ghouls, which meant TG was free to pick up any single ladies the came around.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:26 pm
"I-I am not!" Mot rebutted, only to feel shame as TG laughed at the western joke he'd made.
Whipped cowboil.
Harr harr.
Amityville was just around the corner, and while TG wasn't bad company nor heavy, Mot was glad to be back. "Ah, yes. That'd be nice." Mot agreed. In his mind he was simply good company. Little did he know he was less a buddy and more a pack mule.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:38 pm
As they passed through the gates, TG vanished from Mot's shoulders, only to drop down to the ground once more and resume their mutual neck-strain. It was a much better trip than the imp could have expected. Not only did he get a free ride to and from and eyescream parlor, but the reaper also carried his pint back most of the way in enough time to keep it from melting.
Moving over, he opened his hands to receive his own pint. "Welp, text me some time and we'll work something out. I'll tell you when I get a sweet ride to do that double date I mentioned." Him with all his hunnies and Mot with Hel.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:42 pm
Mot looked down as TG left his shoulders, letting the boil grab his swag from the bag. "Ah yes.. the double date." Mot hoped he could perhaps meet again under less strenuous circumstances than a double date. He was bad enough on a date with only Hel to judge him.
Before TG could move a muscle, as soon as he handed him the pint, Mot took his hat from the demon.
Yeah.. after losing his first hat to an Insanity dragon?
He took no chances.
He slipped the garment on his head, feeling a wave of relief flood in him at having it back. "Welp. It's been a pleasure. Thank you for the eyescream."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 10:48 pm
There was a brief moment will TG looked visibly disappointed that the hat was gone, before he shook it off. It was a dumb hat anyways. He'd get a better. One with like diamonds and silver studs. Get his name engraved on the side. Yeeeaaahhh.
"You're welcome. Here." TG reached into his pocket and gave Mot one of his cards where, listing his name, was his dorm number, phone number, and email. Since Mot hadn't had his phone, TG felt best it was good to give him a way to contact him. "Later." Waving his goodbye, he turned and headed in the direction to the demon dorms. Maybe next time he could convince Mot to talk there.
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