“Nice to meet ya, Val!” 01 said. That the conversation had fizzled out was okay – it happened, and 01 was ready to deal with it! He moved to the seat next to Val and promptly plunked into it... or appeared to. Technically, he was floating above the seat, incorporeality and all. “You're a guest, huh? Me too! Do you know anybody in there?” 01 took a moment to squint into the chaotic masses of the participants, “I do. He...” he grinned, his tendril moving to lay on the armrest nearby. “He kind of sucks.” he laughed. What? It was funny.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2015 7:08 pm
[ Cheerful Caroling ]
The quiz section had been hella boring, with the exception of messing with Mac, and then spending the rest of the event yelling at him about that note he sent back. Couldn't read her writing her a**.
Caroling left the reaper with mixed feelings. "Candlejack---" She uttered to the two near her still. "I am most glad we did not have to do that during our run in the House Cup! Ha!" She side eyed the Wrath demon, and then smirked. "Rocking around Westus' shots~in the midst of gray and fog~Enemies strung up by ME because all of Westus' shots MISS---" She was kind of in tune with a human Christmas song she had heard, until the end anyways, when a thought struck her. Wait---if the students were singing---then that meant that Mac would too.
The reaper was suddenly sitting straight up in her seat and alert and---she heard him. Oh, Mac was caroling. He was caroling good too. Hel was howling as she cupped her hands around her mouth to yell:
"SOUNDING REALLY GOOD THERE, BOYO! LIKE THE NEXT JUST IN BEAVER! THE BEAVER CAN HIT THE HIGH NOTES BECAUSE HIS BALLS HAVE NOT DROPPED! DID YOU GET PERSONAL LESSONS FROM HIM!?"
Text to Hel: Can you tell the really annoying chick to stop yelling?
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2015 9:23 pm
[ Caroling ]
West, for one, was still glaring at the rude little rabbit kid who had gotten all testy at him for staring at Jove. The boil was likely no longer there, seeing as how there had been like a hundred things that had happened since, but West continued to glare at the spot where he had been, imagining him and his farty little face as if he remained within sight. He wasn't mad that someone had deemed it necessary to give him the finger, he simply wished he had done so first.
As Hel's stretch of yelling drew to a close, West tried out a song of his own. Considering his inability to carry a tune, the whole mess emerged as more of a shouted beat poem.
Screamin' at some turd Inna fugly trash outfit Hel pukes out more words Annoyin' little s**t
"Ha. Ha. Ha." His lip twitched in a sneer. "Seriously, why're you stuck on that scrubby a*****e?" West asked rather obliviously. He might have been squeezing Yaya's waist a little tighter than was polite at this point.
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[ Caroling ]
If West's arm around her waist was a little on the snug side, Hadiyya didn't seem to mind it. She was content to rest with her head of his shoulder when he sat still enough to allow it. It was good spending time with him again, she saw him so rarely these days, that simply being in his presence, wrath demon though he may be, was incredibly calming. Comforting.
She wasn't deaf to what was going on around her, of course, nor blind. Glowing eyes had lingered on Hel when the valkyrie sing her parody, a mild smile resting on full lips, and she'd chuckled when the other ghoul had shouted down at Mac. Hel was always so full of energy, it was actually tiring being around her. Hadiyya never had that sort of energy to burn, it just wasn't in her nature.
West's song wasn't much of an improvement, with his gruff voice and weak rhyming, but Yaya was grinning all the same when he concluded, patting his hand as if he'd just composed some lovely hymn.
It was as the boil issued a question that the djinn caught sight, finally, of a shock of bright curls down below them. It had her sitting up a little straighter, leaning forward just a bit so she could watch him singing.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2015 8:13 pm
[ Cheerful Caroling ]
Hel felt her phone vibrate in the depths of her bosom, and fished it out before squinting at the screen. She immediately scowled, stopped mid-way, and then sneered with delight as she typed out a reply.
Enoh Love
Text to Stupid Mac: I do not have to she left the woods already
She felt so clever---
The reaper stopped though, and snapped her head up to stare at West. Oh. Oh. She narrowed her eyes at his DEFINITELY LAME SONG, and dropped her phone back down the front of her shirt. Her fists then clenched. "Hey!" She barked at him. "Only I can call that a*****e an a*****e, you a*****e!" One of those mentalities. She then raised her fists.
"You want to battle, Westus?" She then gave him a wicked grin. "Because he is my beau."
Carmine had finally made it back to the stands, dragging a new boil along with him, and was headed up them as he heard much yelling from the creeple he'd barely conversed with before. He was still feeling very weary from his battle and had to use his wings to lift his body enough to make each step up the bleachers.
When he reached their row, he glanced upwards at them briefly. THEY WERE SO DANG TALL. He used almost all of his energy he had left and lifted himself quickly over all their heads and landed heavily on the other side of the loud reaper ghoul. On his decent, he clipped her slightly with one of his wings.
The realization of what he had done dawned on him slowly after he landed heavily. As it did, the color drained out of his face and he slowly turned to look at the ghoul. O///____///O
Shiki flushed as he was caught trying to touch the other demon boil's hair. It just looked so soft. He swallowed and started to say something but found himself rather than being told off, being dragged along to the stands. He hadn't been there at all during this event and wasn't sure what others did there, but went along anyway.
Fluffy... soft... must touch...
The kitsune's pale eyes were huge and somewhat mesemerized.
O.O follow the softness.....
When they made it to the stands he shifted to his fox form, turning into something akin to a super fluffy three tailed, large eared foxfire. He bounced along after the other boil tails wagging.
Soft soft soft..... O.O;;
When the other boil finally stopped Shiki clamored close shifting back one small hand reaching again for the soft looking hair. Must... touch... O.O
So this was Amity? The infamous school that had both a great and bad reputation. As a budding witch herself, Armageddon was on the prowl for a school worth attending. Not that she herself was any sort of ambitious or even studious. In fact, her parents often had a hard time getting her to do chores. And more often than not she ended up burning the cauldren simply cooking, let alone performing a spell or crafting a potion.
But that in itself was reason enough to need school.
But who wanted to go to some lackluster school for a few years without some kind of payout? Henceforth, attending a school function open to the public was the best way to get a feel for the school atmosphere, right? She hoped so.
The lanky witch meandered through the stands for a place to sit, occasionally drifting her eyesight towards the fields below. She slouched as she walked, her long hair fell over one side of her face like a fabled emo-kid from lore.
"Yikes. That looks like sweaty work." She definitely did not peg herself as an athletic type. This place had better not be a sports driven academy. She'd be sent home one month in.
Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 8:33 pm
"Tired just watchin." A rather whiny, nasal-y voice replied unprovoked. Should Armageddon turn her head slightly, she'd probably only see a deep black umbrella at first - the kind that blocked all light from touching the creature underneath - but if she were to try hard enough, she could likely spot the apathetic looking mermaid. Her lure did give the underside of her blackout umbrella a rather strange glow, but otherwise she was as shaded as one could be.
"Also itchy." She continued to complain, though it was certainly not about the battle anymore. "And thirsty." She added finally, with a heavy and dreadful sigh.
Armageddon furrowed her brows as she turned to address an umbrella. She took a side step and turned her head and body down enough to catch a glimpse of the ghoul who resided underneath the device.
Yeah. She seemed like good creeple. So the reaper sat down next to the mermaid.
"Maybe if you'd come prepared with more than just your brelly." She murmured with a snarky smirk. "Like fluids and skin cream. A fish out of water, indeed."
Em didn't bother to scootch over to make room for her new friend. There was no point. Her lips pulled back over her angled, needled teeth in what was most likely some form of grimace.
"Bags are heavy."
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 9:11 pm
"Some come with wheels." This ghoul's level of laziness was astounding. It almost made Maggie herself feel lethargic and sleepy. She shook her head free of those heavy feelings and watched the games.
"Don't tell me you're a student here. Just how do you get your text books to class and back?" She had a feeling her answer would be 'what books?'.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 9:36 pm
"Wheels…" Em trailed off thoughtfully, as if the thought never occurred to her. Really, she missed the typical weightlessness of carrying things in the water, where the only annoyance was the drag as she swam. On land, wheels seemed the easiest route. Perhaps she'd look into it…
"I won't." She promised, mostly because she didn't want to get too far into her whole being a student thing. "I have a friend. He helps." She only ever asks him to help her with the books that are hardcover and more than two hundred pages. Luckily, he was the helpful sort and hung around until the end of class too! She really lucked out with him.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 9:39 pm
"Sweet friend. Maybe you can sucker him into pushing you around in a wheel barrow." She was half joking.
