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 Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:35 am
Whack.  Hel teetered as the mic nailed her in the head and then righted herself. She didn’t spare another glance at Lizzy, or Mac, or anyone else for that matter, and instead, pressed her lips into a firm line as she stared at Mot. She stared at the cowboil for a long moment before she scowled and pointed a finger at him. “ You throw like a ghoul and you do not compare so I faked it!” She spun on her heel then, reaching up to rub her face and sniffled softly before she stormed out of the arena. [Exit]
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:38 am
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Mot's jaw dropped.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:40 am
Shun raised an eyebrow as Xiu hid behind him. Though, his attention didn't linger on her for long.
"....Faked it?"
Without the context of the knowledge of what she was talking about, he was rather confused on why she had said that. What the ******** had gotten into the valkyrie anyway? He stared at her retreating form, then shot the cowboy a glance. Shaking his head, he turned around.
"Good work, hime-sama," he murmured to Xiu, then went to take his leave.
[exit]
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:46 am
Mac paused his lavishing affections on Lizzy to stare at Hel's retreating form. That outburst...
The cogs turned, the pieces fell into place, and Mac's brows shot up. Whoawhoawhoa, wait, what? Mot and Hel....? Seriously? So many things ran through his head, a lot of boasts to degrade Mot (seriously, if she was that pissed off something didn't satisfy, or maybe he cried the whole way through), but Lizzy was kind of in his arms.
He couldn't bring himself to boast about satisfying the ghoul when he was holding onto his ghoulfriend. That...was certainly not good. Instead he focused on Mot, and did nothing but grin.
All while hugging Lizzy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:47 am
"Faked what?"
Xiu looked genuinely puzzled, curiously looking between Hel and Mot before suddenly wilting. Well, they may have won, but things...hadn't gone exactly as the baku had hoped. Perking up at Shun's voice, she turned to look at him, only to puff out her cheeks and pout at the nickname.
"I am not a princess, aniki! I...I don't know what 'prince' is in Japanese, but if you don't stop, I'm going to start calling you prince-sama!"
And then she followed him out.
[exitttt]
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:49 am
Mot scowled at Mac's grin. He then turned around in a huff, making his way out of the stadium. This game wasn't fun anymore. Winner or not, he was done.
[[Exit]]
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:53 am
Lizzy giggled happily when her hug was returned, glad that Mac was fine enough to laugh; she had been trying to carry him over to the nurse's office, so it was good that she didn't actually have to do that! Unfortunately, Lizzy knew about Mot and Hel's intimate moments, and as much as she was a bit slow to catch onto these things, she guessed what Hel meant.
Forgiving someone takes way too much energy, something she did not have now.
She went quiet, sighed, and pushed herself away from Mac, weakly giving a thumbs-up in Xiu's direction before walking off the stage; she was done too.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 12:00 pm
...Well, damn. Mac stepped back a little too easily from the push, his grin completely vanishing as Lizzy walked off. With a sigh, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and wandered off the stage too, leaving the stadium.
Damnit.
[Exit]
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 12:02 pm
CONGRATS DREAM MOSQUITOZ!!
YOU PROCEED TO THE FINAL ROUND! Until the rounds are announced please feel free to go to the booths/audience areas and play!
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