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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 7:13 am
All of a sudden there was a punk boil sitting right in the middle of the stands, sipping a smoothie and kicking his feet up on the back of the stand in front of him as he watched the three bands duke it out.
Hadn't he been--where had he--
"SHAKE IT OFF DANNY!!" he bellowed.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 11:44 am
Tenacity looked up from her program pamphlet to see the finale was taking place in another stadium. Before she could even mention maybe moving to the other stadium to the other ghouls, one of the ghosts was grabbing her and dragging her to the stadium.
Well ... it was where she was thinking about going ... and the pain really was minimal. Tenacity was just a big pushover, really.
She arrived just in time to see one of the ghouls break her guitar, and all of the boils staring at one group's set of melons. "Oh ... I hope that guitar wasn't expensive..." she said. Wasting money was a terrible thing!
Her ears sort of rang with how loud Siobhan was screaming. Banshees sure were powerful! Then again, the whole stadium was shaking with people chanting. This "Battle of the Bands" sure was a big deal!
A tad timidly, Tenacity put up a tiny fist and said, "Uhh ... fight! Fight!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 8:16 pm
Salbei gave Hel a rather surprised look at her question.
"My dear little ghoul, of course I can hear from here." He sounded just as surprised as he looked, and he lifted one near-skeletal hand to tuck his hair behind his ears, pulling out a bright orange, factory-grade earplug. "That is why I am wearing these." He showed it to her - both ghouls, really - and chuckled, his surprise fading into amusement. "I may be here to support my favourite Zombies, but I am not interested in listening to the shrieking screams they try to pass off as music." The earplug went back in, and his attention moved towards the announcer.
"Ah, it seems it is time for the final round. If you lovely young fillies would allow me the pleasure~?" As he stood he offered his thin, tattooed arms to both ghouls at his side; whether or not they took it was up to them, but regardless he made his way towards the Demon Stadium, where the final round was just beginning.
NOW IN THE DEMON STADIUM
Moments after their entry into the stadiums though, he was met with a banshee screaming.
"Another reason I brought the earplugs." He informed the two-toned ghoul at his side, smirking as if it were some great master scheme that was paying off. Clearing his throat he moved to take new seats, eagerly watching how the last round would play out; three-on-three, hmm?
"YOU CAN DO IT, LITTLE ZOMBIES!" The Famine Sage cheered. Biased? No. Not Sal. Never.PRETTY MUCH EVERYONE NOW WE'RE IN THE SAME STANDS HI THERE'S A PONY AND TWO PRETTY SHORT BUSTY LADIES IN HERE NOW YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 10:23 pm
Undead Stadiun - - > Demon StadiumA brow rose as Sal replied, and then proceeded to show her his ear plugs. Oh… Well…hrm. Hel wasn’t sure how to feel about that. It seemed kind of dumb to be wearing something like those at a battle of the bands. Weren’t you supposed to hear what was going on, not block it? Or maybe she was just mad that she hadn’t had that clever of a thought. “ Ah, I thought your hearing would be impaired, considering how old you must be.” Hel replied simply, making assumptions, blinking as Sal stood up and offered his arms. Oh, final round! Yeah! The ghoul nodded her head, and took the offered arm, following Sal, and hopefully Belladonna as well, to the Demon Stadium. The reaper took a seat next to the Horseman once again, looking unfazed at all the screaming and glancing back up at Sal with a bit of a smirk. “ Ya, ya, I got ya…that is dulling half the fun though.” As the finals got under way…well…Hel couldn’t help but get into it as well, leaping from her seat and pumping her fists into the air. “ YOU BATTLE HARD, XIU! YOU ARE CARRYING THAT TEAM!”
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 5:57 am
Ri-ri never thought she'd see such an entertaining 'fight'. She hadn't been a fan of the amity style fighting she'd experienced in the past but this was amaaaaaaazing! The tiny ghoul was practically leaping, each landing on her high heels more amazing than the next. "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" The kiyohime didn't know what else to chant since she didn't know the bands and couldn't choose a favorite.She was pressed between her new friends (Siobhan, Tenacity, & Kyrie) and seemed to carelessly be bumping into another two ghouls and a horseman. "FIGHT FIGHT!" She landed, her heel catching oddly, and she stumbled into one of the bustier ghouls (Hel) who seemed to know the people on stage. "OH..AHMIJACK.. SORRY!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 8:15 pm
Demon StadiumA loud shriek was the only reply either Sal or Hel received as the witch watched her favored team win their second battle, before they were quickly ushered to the next one. One would think her voice was beginning to hurt with all her screaming, but Belladonna only skipped happily after the two as they made their way from the Undead Stadium to the Demon ones. "Oh you both know Mort? Lovely! I'm his ghoulfriend!" Wow Belladonna, way to look overly excited about that. "And Amrita and I traveled on a boat once, and I fought Alex a little bit! So I know them all and now I know the two of you and after the battle we can go play at the booths together!" Because prizes. The battle was not necessarily pleasant to watch as it ended up being a free-for-all, and Belladonna knew a few people on each team. Unsure of what else to do, the witch sort of just jumped around on tip toes, not even bothering to take her seat, and fret. Not really wanting to cheer too loudly for The Rockin' Dead, in case Hel took offense to that, Belladonna instead waved her hands in a mock cheer. Also not prepared for the suddenly social setting, Belladonna turned to Hel and gave her a small smile. "I like your braids, they're really pretty and AMRITA GET IN THE GAME! C'MOOONN!!!!. Ahem. They're very lovely." The witch continued to smile as though nothing were amiss and that she hadn't taken half of that sentence to shout at the players down below. Nope, not at all. She was the ultimate picture of refined enjoyment.
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