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 Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 7:41 pm
"How sweet~" Mort chuckled. "B-Blew 'em away with stank, huh? Glad wasn't here for it. But make me cupcake n' will call you bestest wife~" And he waved away Alex's concerns about Yin with what could have been an actual pout. "Yes, yes, oh so sneaky you." Mr. Library Haunt.
But yes, more to drink! Probably not the same spirits they had, but Mort was happy to down some more in the name of shenanigans. He was planning on getting as much fun as possible out of this event while he was loosey-goosey. "T-To zombros!" he toasted, swiping a bottle to raise in the air before downing it.
Oh Jack yes mmmmmmmm Croakacolaaaaaaaaa~
And then the next thing Mort knew, the glass bottle had fallen from his hand and erupted into much large shards around him, and suddenly the ground was a lot closer, and what. Why was - why was his coat like a huge green mountain?
"Awwwwww Jack. S'what m'talking about!" Mort cheered, even though he'd have to make a note to pick up his coat later. But chill Mort was chill - he wasn't going to worry about silly things like clothes when there was fun still to be had!
"Mrrr, see a hole! More holes, Alex, heh! S'time to plunge depths." And thus teeny Mort navigated the glassy ground and shambled through with a cheery whistle.
(( exit ))
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 8:13 pm
Now, wasn't she a female of sharp action? And she was definitely getting irritated, Was it some dubious game of hide-and-seek, or better put, seek-and-catch, that the rabbits were playing with her? She hissed and hummed and showed how pissed off she was. "You bloody rabbit, just get in front of me".
No way, Instead of a rabbit, she saw a bottle. A bottle! Hell! That was suspicious enough to provoke her to try it. Drinking was a bad habit, ok, but wasn't she a bad girl by nature? Weren't all horsemen inherently bad? She smirked. Of course, bad girls drink (and do not even look at those lovey-dovey biscuits, they are cooked and eaten by good girls. Cookies and sweets definitely fall within the human category, she would despise anyone who would want to touch them).
She took a monstrous looking cute little bottle and signed. Hope she won't get too dizzy afterwards....
Brilliant, bloody hell brilliant! That was her favourite taste - she closed her eyes and allowed the world spin around her. But something was going wrong - she was not only getting dizzy, but the world seemed to be changing size, as if she had drunk a dozen of bottles already. She grasped at something that was supposed to be a curtain and came to a sharp realization that it wasn't. Could it be that it was her favourite shawl that got huge, huge, huge?! Or was it that by some mysterious change she became so small as if she had been quartered? Or even more, she was one eighth of her former self. Disgusting! Those bloody rabbits! Was it another rabbit-hole in front of her?
Well, a mouse hole, more likely. Still, she went in....
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 8:40 pm
"My sweet smell is what you love most about me, admit it." Alexander faked a scowl, then raised his bottle in a 'cheers' like gesture before tilting it to his lips. To him, it was faintly sweet, but like nothing he'd tasted before. Definitely better then a firelands ink jar, by far, and at least he was fairly certain this time he wasn't going to end up looking like a zombie on fiah.
The result of his actions was instantaneous, as suddenly the bottle was much too big for his shrinking hand, or in fact, his shrinking everything. He quickly let it go, and it shattered around him, making him let out a yelp, or was it more of a squeak?, before he found himself standing inside something large and white and.....wow, that actually smelt really really bad!
Oh, it was the sock he used to cover his skeletal foot! Alexander clambered his way out of it, falling to the ground and standing up beside his zombro with a grin.
Alex might have guffawed a bit at Mort's clearly dirty little joke, turning to catch a glimpse of the hole in question. "I'm sure you would know more about plunging depths then me." He laughed, following along behind his zombro, blissfully ignorant of how wrong that statement could potentially be.
((exit!))
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 9:45 pm
((Enter!))
There were plenty of twists and turns, and Poke enjoyed every minuted of it until she was flew out the end of it. Thankfully she didn't fall in a heap either, which was always a good thing. Dusting herself off, she looked up to see where she was now. A forest laid in the distance, but between that and herself was a large pool.
She smirked at the sight. It was no trouble for her to get past this. Either she flew or she swam, this would be a sinc-
Oh, hey, free stuff.
She momentary forgot about the pool and picked up the small bottle, labeled clearly with the words, 'drink me'.
...Why not?
Sculling the contents, Poke licked her lips at the flavorsome brew, but suddenly dropped the bottle. It had somehow became to big for her grasp, and then her vision blacked out as she felt herself falling downwards, crashing to the ground. The world continued to spin for a bit, until she was able to crawl forwards into some white fabric stuff. It took her a few minutes to realize it was the wrapping she had on her hand.
"....right then...." Shrugging off the strange circumstances (because when was anything not strange around here?), she crawled towards a tiny mouse hole.
((Exit!))
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 10:33 pm
Once again the witch slide contentedly down the darkened passageway, though this time she didn't let out the long squeal she had the last time. Another choice waited at the end of this and the witch considered her options on the way down. If she chose the drink, she'd have to suffer whatever other strange thing happened. The maze had been pretty horrifying, but Belladonna had still made it out somehow... Even if she'd just ended up at the beginning again.
Still, it meant that the vials would shrink her instead of make her large, which could be good, but could be bad. Decisions, decisions!
As the slide ended and the witch popped back up onto her feet, she knew what choice she would make.
It was better to wash, rinse and repeat with something she knew the general outcome of. So, once more it was the yummy dessert from the table and an odd ballooning of her body. Another crawl upward and she was on her way!
[Exit!]
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 11:27 pm
Splash!
Victoria sulked, floating out of the water; thankfully, being a ghost meant that she could just phase the water out, rather than having to dry herself. Since she tried 'eat me' before, she decided on 'drink me' this time, gasping in surprise as she suddenly shrank down in size.
[exit]
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 9:14 am
[ENTER]
Terra slid face first into a puddle of water, coming up spluttering--her makeup washed off, leaving only the flower on her forehead--that was permanent. She reached up, wiping the water off of her face as she looked around. This was the same room as last time, the ghoul realized as she shoved herself to her feet, wading over to the table.
She looked at the bottles--but didn't feel like losing another shirt--and grabbed a cake. Her body started swelling, growing to massive proportions. "Aye--aye--" she yelped, stumbling slightly. Then she started climbing out, since she had no choice.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 9:52 am
((Enter))
There was no perfect landing for Tseng this time around. Rather than landing on his feet, he ended up crashing into the pool with quite a splash.
"Woo! That was quite a ride," he remarked while dragging himself out of the water and wringing himself out to try and dry. That tumble also left him feeling a little stiff, but he was not going to let that deter him in the slightest. Stretching out briefly, he went over towards the table and downed another of the vials. Just as the last time, he shrunk down to a rather small size... and was forced to flee from the falling glass that was threatening to kill him.
((Exit))
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 11:20 am
((Enter))
Once again, Malodore landed easily, though it had to spend a moment wringing out its coat before it felt ready to consider the options once more. Since last time it had tried the flask... how about the cake? It nibbled on the edge, then made a startled noise as its mask began to grow, tipping it forward before the rest of its body caught up. It winced and flared its wings upwards, crashing through something on its way up, up, up...
((Exit))
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 12:02 pm
[[ Enter ]]
This hadn't been what Thannas had been expecting, after the rabbit, but had he been pondering over his Lewis Carroll lore, then it was most certainly what he should had been expecting. Whuffing softly in a strange hybrid of curiosity and mild alarm, he tiptoed forward to examine the little delicacies, eye a'glimmer with inquisitive energy. He took a sniff of one of the cakes without ever touching it, before gently touching a claw to one of the bottles. Oh! Such a choice. Well after all of this walking, "Than is a bit thirsty..." He murmured, and he did have to wonder just what sort of liquids they'd stashed inside these welcoming wee orbs. Curling hands around one of them, he cupped the tiny thing in his palm.
Ah well, bottom's up!
To his surprise and delight, it appeared to be a well-spiced chai tea, ever so perfectly sweetened, and his tail thumped merrily on the ground in response...until things started to grow around him, and he quickly lost his grip on the bottle, as it took him a long moment to realize that he'd shrunk, and that the blue fabric tangled about him was his yukata. Making a keen whine of distress, he grabbed onto one of the smaller bits of fabric, quickly spot-checking about for somewhere to hide. Well, there was that mouse-hole...
And with a scurry, Than was gone, the pup doing only a haphazard sort of job at keeping his dignity intact.
[Exit]Quote: Stats and Whatnot:Seeds: 94 Thannas is a 5'3" Fae-hound with an eyepatch. He is a Guest student!
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 12:36 pm
((enter)) The landing that damien hoped for, was one that had fluffy pillows, or even a pile of adorable foxfires. The damp, wet ground was a cruel realization that life sometimes sucked. The hellhound let out a yelp as he made impact and began to slowly check himself for any injuries before getting up and looking around. The pile of pastries and drink that were laid out and the exit that did not seem to exist in this room left him puzzled. It wasn't until he got closer that the hound found the signs of consumption. "Eat or drink huh?" he mused aloud, uncaring of what could hear him. He gave the cupcakes a tentative sniff, then the bottles. He wasn't so sure about the vials of liquid, but the cakes looked suitable. he eyed it carefully for signs of chocolate before popping it in his mouth and giving it a thoughtful chew.
and found it going straight to his hips. as well as everywhere else. the ceiling was met with an off as cracks and splintered plaster rained down. but in its wake, was a exit. He hoped there was some sort of shake weight there to help him lose the extra pounds. ((exit)) Quote: Damien/Phos/Melas are the entity that makes up this green eared Hellhound Student. They currently hold a sum of 125 seeds.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 2:46 pm
((enter))
Despite all of her attempts to hold on tight to Kettil, the slide was slippery and rough. She landed first, her feet hitting the ground hard as she reached out to grab the boil that was right behind her. That STUPID RABBIT had tricked her into thinking he'd leave us alone just this once! She braced herself, ready for impact.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 3:04 pm
[ENTER]
They had become separated. He was then tumbling a bit down toward the end because he was trying to very clumsily to catch up to Freya. Alas they never met up on the slide ever again, but toward the end he tumbled out of the slide and right into his ghoulfriend.
His arms latched around her almost immediately.
"I hate rabbits. I hate them so much. I want rabbit stew. Roasted rabbit. I want all rabbit meals and I want to crush their heads," he was mumbling starting to get a little bit crazy.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 3:10 pm
Freya couldn't agree more.
"I hates teh eats and yet right now I would likes nothings more than teh rips into a rabbit with my teeth and just chew on their little bones and AUGH I HATES THEM TOO."
She giggled at all the hatred, carrying Kettil in her arms and taking him to the table. She gave him a bottle, and then took one of her own, holding it up in a toast.
"To killings rabbits!" She toasted, clinking their bottles together before drinking it down.
Down.
Down she went.
((exit))
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 3:30 pm
He nodded firmly at Freya.
Kettil went with her to the table a bit more sullenly than the first couple of times. He eyed everything with the utmost distrust. He was right to not trust anything here but alas, Freya insisted. He took the bottle when offered and he toasted with her.
"To killing rabbits. All of the rabbits." He said grimly as their bottles clinked and then he drank.
He shrank with his ghoulfriend.
((EXIT))
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