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prolixity rolled 20 20-sided dice:
17, 3, 13, 12, 1, 4, 8, 17, 11, 17, 14, 8, 13, 3, 6, 3, 10, 2, 2, 20
Total: 184 (20-400)
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 Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 2:52 am
Everything that came within Nahm's reach was getting eaten. This qualified as a fairly normal occurrence, actually. What didn't, however, was the pause after he'd finished devouring a pie. Something in the bottomless pit of his stomach was wiggling, and that was troublesome.
He made the mistake of looking over at Kettil just as Kettil lost it spectacularly. There was a moment in which Nahm's face twisted a little. Alllmost - and then whatever it was wiggled again, and Nahm pushed back from the table and spat up a great number of things. Most of the current contents of the pit had been on the table, but there were other things as well; in spite of the shredded state of most of them, though, it was remarkably non-horrible.
Into the resounding silence after all the horfing, Nahm made a face, burped loudly, and said with as much dignity as he could muster, "I am a disgrace to my clan."
A tart treat wriggled free of the pile of shredded food and non-food objects. It chirped angrily at Nahm and started to trot away.
"Oh no you don't," the grue said, and lunged after the minipet. "Not after you caused all that trouble."
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 12:45 pm
Oh gods. Freya put both of her hands over her mouth and stared wide eyed as both men seemed to lose it, which just triggered her easily nauseous stomach and made her want to dry heave too. She closed her eyes, and held her breath, until she heard Nahm and peeked to see what he was going for. "ACH WAITS!!" All attempts to keep herself from throwing up were abandoned in favor of saving the tart treat - of all the pets that could have come out of him! She lunged after it as well, trying to scramble over to catch it before Nahm could have his way. "WAITS PLEASE NAHM!" She inhaled, and the smell got to her, making her pause with queasy weakness. Her hands flew back over her mouth as she muffled out. "Is a tie okays yeh both wins good job game over everybody OUTS!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 2:23 pm
Kettil felt gross.
Wait. That was an understatement. He felt like a garbage heap of ick.
His stomach clenched when Nahm joined the pukefest and he let out a choked coughing sound. That was terrible. Who thought this was a good idea? Kettil decided eating until someone pukes was the worst thing ever. Kettil spat out some bile from his mouth and dazedly watched as Nahm and Freya went for the retreating tart treat.
Then Freya said they needed to get out.
"But someone needs to cl--," Kettil choked up again and decided that his ghoulfriend was very right and suddenly made a dash for the door so he could breathe clean air and get a handle on himself.
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 3:53 pm
"It squirmed," Nahm told Freya, sounding indignant, but he let her catch the treat.
... Letting some other poor sucker clean up the mess sounded like an awesome idea. He strolled on out, trying to look like his dignity and pride weren't seriously dented.
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