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 Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 6:27 pm
The kelpie rose to his hooves in a instant and shoved off his saddle bag from his shoulders. "AND YOUR A STUPID BLOB! DOES IT LOOK LIKE HE'S AROUND?! DOES IT LOOK LIKE WE HAVE HIM OR KNOW WHERE HE IS! EVEN IF I KNEW I WOULDN'T TAKE HIM TO YOU! I HATE YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS AND THIS HOUSE AND THE SECOND I SEE HIM I'M TAKING HIM FAR AWAY FROM THIS STUPID HOUSE!!" He shouted, and hurled the bag up in the air to hit the boo.
"YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!!"
Calder - might have snapped just a weeeeee bit.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 6:46 pm
Royalty turned to hiss a response, but was forced to quickly move up higher, to dodge a flying bag. He had half a heart to let it hit the two jesters below him, but they hadn't done anything rude to him. Royalty grabbed the strap as it whizzed by, carried the bag high up to the ceiling and started rummaging through it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:04 pm
Calder glared up at the boo as it not only missed getting hit, but took his bag up with it. Stupid boo. He hated it. He wanted to throw more things at it and if Calder had shoes, he would have.
He didn't care. There was nothing in that bag anyways. Christof didn't need any of the things he offered, and there was just some fish jerky, granola, his lucky rock, and -
"AHH! GIVE THAT BACK!!!!"
THE PUMPKIN PILL WAS IN THERE!!!!!!!
"THIEF!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:16 pm
Royalty dug deeper into the bag. Something smelled good! He shoveled stuff into his mouth quickly, pausing when he came across something round.
"What is this? A rock?" He examined it then grinned. Royalty lifted the stone upward and phased it partway through the ceiling and grinned as it stuck there.
Now. Where was he. Royalty went face first into the bag, gobbling away at it's insides.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:23 pm
All of the yelling had Freya waking up, making a grumbling noise of discontent before trying to bury her face deeper into Herryk's chest. The one, and only problem with a well defined chest like Herryk's was how unyielding it was, however. So, instead of burying her face in, all she ended up doing was rubbing her face into it.
Which was okay, too.
"Why is everyones yelling." She mumbled into the black skin. "Yeh smells nice." Irrelevant to her question.. but true, nonetheless. "I'm hungry." Her thought processes were swerving hard and fast, and not making much sense. Plus, she had all but forgotten she'd decided not to eat anymore, as she dug into her belt pouches and pulled out two pieces of jerky.
She stuffed one one in her mouth, and crammed the other into Herryk's, all while her eyes were still tightly shut.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:33 pm
Sigh.
Herryk blatantly ignored the boo. He simply wasn't in the mood to deal with a screechy, annoying creature. The boo had already roused Freya. That really annoyed him. "Freya," he grumbled, nuzzling her forehead, "a boo is harassing Calder." Shaking his head, he turned a somewhat pleading glance towards Christof.
Suddenly, mouth full of jerky.
Chewing the tough meat until it was a little more pliable, Herryk maneuvered the jerky into his cheek before muttering a muffled, "Thanks," to the ghoul he clasped to his chest, "Freya smells good too, kjærlighet."
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:48 pm
Royalty munched away happily at something crunchy, then something flavorful and then something-- 'Gross!' He pulled the bright orange thing out of his mouth. What was this thing. Who would want to eat this thing!? Contemplating the taste-buds of the jesters when something broke his thought process.
The other ghoul was hungry? He watched her eat a small piece of jerky before stopping. She was much larger than him. She must need more food!
Royalty floated downward and hovered at eye level, stubby boo arm reached outward and gently waving the orange thing at her. Surely, like the ugly ghoul, she must like this nasty thing. (His emphasis on 'ugly' in his own mind made him feel smug and brought him joy.)
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 9:01 pm
Freya giggled at the affectionate phrase, and her head twitched oddly. It was a hollow, unsettling sound. When the was offered the pumpkin pill, by a boo, no less, she rose her head up and reached out to snatch the pill from the wretched thing. Then she placed her other hand on it's face, and pushed it away.
"Losers never wins and winners gets all the meats, so come back when yehr winnings or don't comes back at all."
..What.
Her head smacked into Herryk's chest again.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 9:09 pm
Calder sighed, touching his chest as he settled back on the ground. He was too tired for heart attack moment like this. He just needed everything to calm down. No. He WANTED that. What he needed was for them to find a way out of this no-nothing room and back to possibly finding that ghost ghoul from before who took them to to the battlefield.
Ghost....
"Hey. You there." He pointed to the boo. "We could find Barth if you know where a pinkish ghost was. She was the one that brought us to where he is probably at. If we knew how to get there, we could find him. Do you know the pink ghost?" It was worth a shot.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 9:21 pm
Herryk waved a big hand at the boo.
"The boo heard Freya. Meats and winnings." Duh.
When Calder spoke, though, Herryk's attention instantly shot to the kelpie. He brought up an idea worth investigating. He brushed Freya's hair back from her face, but kept his eyes on the interactions between Calder and the boo. They would need to move fast if the boo was capable of leading them to the pink ghost ghoul, though Herryk had his doubts that the boo would be of much help.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 10:09 pm
Royalty stayed just out of the boils reach as he shooed Royalty away, glaring at the ghoul who had the nerve to place a hand on him. Before he could say anything, his attention was snatched up y the other one.
"Pink ghost?" He tilted his head and thought."I... don't..."
He was honestly trying to remember. But he couldn't recall a pink ghost. Not at all. Royalty lowered to the floor and sighed a sad sigh.
"I don't know of a pink ghost." He was mostly sad he couldn't help find Slou-- Barth. Slowly, Royalty wiggled his way into the saddle bag and mumbled. "No pink ghosts."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:36 pm
Sancka was growing tired of listening to the two leggers whine about their missing party member..I mean really she'd been dissolved and reforms more then once now and she didn't see the big deal..Two leggers were just odd and anyways she felt like something else was happening elsewhere so she zoomed off.
((Exiting))
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:44 pm
Apparently Edward never really got a chance to answer either the salamander or the reaper before he had been snatched and slammed into a wall. So much for no fighting?
He blacked out within seconds with a sigh.
(( Herpderp way late exit ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 4:09 pm
Calder sagged, finding what little hope he had lost again. Frowning, he slumped back to his side, and then laid on the ground. "Oh...........well, if you see her....tell her we're looking for her. Her and Barth." He mumbled, and then frowned, looking at his bag now full of boo. If the poor boo was looking for a pick-me-up from this crowd, it probably wouldn't find it. Not after all they had gone through.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 4:23 pm
((Entering from Group 4))
Suddenly Roch dropped into the room, grinning like an idiot. "JackDAMN that was fun--" Then he stopped, looking around blankly. "Guys? Oye! You guys, where--" He straightened, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Guess we did take different slides."
Then he looked around, feeling the bass beat in his chest a lot faster this time, and frowning slightly at the sight of all the boos and... Freya's group? Again? Jack, did they ever go into their room?
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