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lizbot rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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 Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 2:03 am
Day 2 (cont.)
Several hours later, after deciding that it would probably be best to ask Mr. Monty before actually giving herself over to the authorities, Emily found herself once again in the Supply Store. Her familiar was nowhere to be found and as this was the last place she had seen him...
A wave of guilt passed over her as she looked at the shopkeeper. And so the perpetrator returns once again...but this was for her cat! Something just took priority over one's criminal record! But still...she was now a cube molester. As she drew a deep breath to apologize once again, she finally noticed..."Mr. Monty! Noooooo!"
The cat was less than impressed with her HOURS OVERDUE rescue. When she finally pulled him out of the mass of whatever he'd been floating in, the cat angrily batted away her hands and then dropped a something at her feet.
"There," he snapped. "Take it."
"But what-"
"And not another damned word about this."
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Naked Satan rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 5:40 am
Day Four:
After having just watched the most curious interaction between a young witch and her cat who had become trapped within the giant goo blob, Raz was still not wanting to reach his hand in for a fourth day in a row. He still needed a pen and some scissors, and he needed to hurry up and get then before classes began.
When Raz heard a grumble behind him, he decided he'd better get on with it before he got into a fight. Delicately, he reached his hand into the massive blob and tried to find a new item as quickly as possible.
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 6:56 am
(Day 3)
Shehk still wasn't sure how she felt about the blob that had nommilized the school supplies, having to wonder just how SAFE it was for her to put her hand into it as often as it seemed she was. It was sort of unfortunate, really, but what else could she do?
Besides deal with it?
It wasn't like the thing was as bad as she'd thought initially anyways....
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 9:46 am
The attempts at scrubbing poor Mr. Blobby down were less than effective: the water was swallowed instead of smoothing across his surface, was slowly absorbed into the slimy depths of his body. Brush bristles as well, followed by the rest of the brush. Emily's cat would have excellent company for his hours spent in The Cube, acid roiling around him without quite touching. When he was ejected into the floor before Emily, it was with a belch of brown water, littered with hair and half-decayed objects. Mr. Blobby was left clean, in its wake. ((UP TO HERE! Also, yes, if you roll the same roll twice, you get a different object. That's how it works! And if you love Mr. Blobby, please head to this thread to show it! ))
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Sherpuff rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 10:02 am
Day One
Audley rolled her eyes in dismay. Mr. Blobby was truly letting himself go. When she'd been a student at the academy, he'd been truly feared, a sight to behold. She smiled a little at the memory. But now, rather than the bodies of helpless students, his form held mostly school supplies. She could still see the occasional student caught within, but it was nearly as many as it had been in the past.
Still shaking her head ruefully, Audley approached Mr. Blobby and respectfully reached into his quivering mass.
After all, she really did need those supplies for her office.
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AyeAvast rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 11:08 am
Day Three
Tiptoeing into the room (she figured her clacking shoes might annoy the very kind blob that gave people school supplies), Belladonna was happily surprised to see the blob was clean! After her attempted clean it up with Pachua yesterday, they ended up leaving with the blob still looking a bit... Dirt-blobby. But now he (she, it??) looked so nice and clean that she couldn't help but skip over to it and smack her hand to her lips and then place the kiss on the blob.
"I'm glad to see you're clean. Thank you so much for all the supplies. I quite like them." She reached into the blob again, thinking she'd taken almost enough... One more day and she promised to stop taking from the blob.
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 1:04 pm
((Day 3 I guess- this is Zoo on the mule cuz I forgot I was updating s**t sorry!))
What had originally Arel had thought was his personal heist to grab supplies had turned into something of a faculty sensation. As he went to grab his pumpkin seed blend this morning in the faculty office, no less than four staff members were sporting shrieking books and slithering pens (most of them, used to this by now, subdued their snake-pens by taking the end of it and smacking it a few good times over the head against the table). Sadly, the school halls seemed less organized: a few students were running screaming with banshee books chasing after them, their shirts stapled with something oddly reptilian. The ice demon checked his watch. Yep, definitely a Frightday alright.
After taking a sip (just a tiny tiny sip, really) of Hellma's apple cider before he dropped it off, Arel once again started the arduous trek towards the supplies store. He was on Volume 2 now of the series Red had brought him, and honestly could not make much heads or tails of human traditions - but nonetheless the images were still fascinating. Girls sure liked to wear short skirts these days, maybe their school should have a dress code. The thought of more hairier trolls and female slime creatures wearing a short skirt suddenly put that thought to rest, permanently.
The lineup was seemingly shorter today - he could have sworn one of the faculty just passed by him, and he made double effort to seem as absorbed in his book as possible to avoid conversation. Arel was triply impressed to see the Blob Thing looking much cleaner than yesterday: one could always tell when a shop was being profitable. He weaved his way through the fallen misshapen articles on the ground before reaching the thing and sizing it down. First things first.
The sometimes-secretary pulled out a giant wad of application forms (all bound together by borrowing someone's gator-stapler) and shoved them into the goo. Hellma would never find them now.
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WE ARE HALLOWEEN rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 1:13 pm
Right, now the second matter at hand:
He looked absolutely pleased as he reached in with his rubber gloves, grabbing whatever solid article he first contacted. Less work had a great way to make anyone happy.
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eldritch stardust rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 1:29 pm
Day Two:
Yui waited her turn, hands clasped primly before her as she looked-but-not-looked at the people around her. Such an interesting mix! And the blob thing looked clean as well. Sniffing, Yui decided that THAT was only as it should be. And fortunately (in her mind) for the cube, her sleeve had not been stained. So she would not have to find some way of revenging herself on Jell-o.
Ah! It was her turn. Stepping up, she plunged her arm in without any of yesterday's hesitation. As her fingers groped around inside for more supplies, she decided it would be terribly rude to not speak to the blob a little.
"Thank you for the stapler yesterday. It was quite useful when I went to organize some things in my room last night."
There, that had been civil enough.
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OnionGrump rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 1:56 pm
Day Four
Alright last time. Last time! He was NOT doing this again! Or at least, not anytime soon. He has had his fill of this creature and it's stink to last him a life time. So prize or no, he was not sticking his hand back in if he failed to grab something.
A few others seemed to be feeling the same way and were already wandering out of the store, while others didn't even seem fazed by this creature. Ugh... How could they not be? It wasn't so much the feeling, but that smell... He was forever going to associate these items with that smell for the rest of his afterlife.
"Right, okay..." He curled his lips back into a sneer as he stuck his hand in once more, groping around for anything solid that brushed against his fingertips.
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Leipir rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 3:02 pm
Day 2
It had taken Altair longer than others to return to the gelatinous blob, but the incubus had at length come back to stand before it at the head of the line, turning his face away in disgust as he resolutely plunged his hand into the goo yet again, a shudder running up his spine, his tail lashing once at the foul embrace of whatever substance this thing was. He clawed about, scrabbling for purchase on any objects suspended in the strange mass, and hoping he was successful SOON. The memory of something living, or something that he'd thought was living, brushing his hand still gave him a bit of the creeps.
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 4:57 pm
Day four
He actually greeted the blob today. "Pardon me." Then he shoved a fist in trying to grab whatever he could. Apparently Israfel was of the impatient sort. And very bad with greetings.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
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Cheri rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 5:20 pm
Day Three:
Interesting. The last time that Naja had come to acquire herself a supply from the gelatinous cube, it had taken longer than the first time. ... Could it be that the supplies were being digested? That would be a real shame, if so... especially as some of them seemed to be, well, alive. How long did it take a cube of his (its?) size to digest something so small as a pen, or a book? She'd never really sat down to think about it before, but it seemed likely that it would be shorter than, oh, say... a monster school girl. Some other school girl. ... Definitely not Naja. With a frown of concentration, she took her place, and tried plunging her hand in from a different angle, just in case that made a difference.
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x_Nata_x rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 9:19 pm
Day 4
This time it was a stapler. Which was equally as bewildering, because Nuk could have sworn he had felt another pair of scissors when his hands closed on the item. But like the day before, as he had withdrawn his hand from poor Mr Blobby, he found himself quite mistaken, and gleefully so. He wasn't sure he'd want another pair of scissors. Sure, they were neat (still not as neat as Fifteen, his pen,) but Snippy was indeed very snippy, and he didn't really need two snippy birds. No, he wanted something new, something fresh and mysterious. He wanted more, he wanted them ALL. He realized this as he opened his fist, revealing a rather heavy yellow and black stapler. On it's surface, two yellow dots were the only design against the black plastic, like little tiny eyes staring at him. Which at this point he was sure they were. Nuk might have been a little daft, but he wasn't THAT daft.
Well... maybe.
He stood there for a good while, peering at it with a curiosity not often found in the monster, running his fingers underneath the silver part to feel the beginning tips of the staples, like tiny little teeth. He even failed to realize the other students actually shoved him out of the way, taking their own turns with grumbles and scowls. Failed to realize, because this was INFINITELY more interesting than shoving them back. He wondered what it would turn into!
And that's when the skinwalker fully accepted his addiction.
It took him three less minutes to get home than it usually did, his body shifting into wolf form to run all the way home, stapler between his teeth, tongue kept carefully out of the way. He'd haphazardly closed the door behind him as he'd leaped into his dorm, changing shape mid-bound and flopping on his back onto his bed again, immediately lifting the stapler up to the light. This one took a good few seconds longer to change (unfortunate for Nuk, who was staring at it with an intensity that was probably scary even for halloweentown) but when it did... ohhh, he liked this one. The little miniature gator immediately turned it's black scaly head, so that one beady gold eye focused itself on the skinwalker, who stared back in turn. Yellow plates lined it's back, bright and shining, gold on polished onyx. The creature stared for a few seconds longer, as if pondering its new life... and then promptly bit his finger.
These were great!
He'd put the gator in a tiny cage with the rest of his 'school supplies,' the rest of the day going by far too slowly for his liking. And when the sun finally rose, and school finally let out for the day, Nuk was out of the building in a flash, once again using his wolf skin to speed up the process. This time it was he who was shoving students, shoving them out of the way to place himself immediately at the front of the line. Of course, when he got there, he did the most curious thing. For him, at least.
He was courteous. Hell had certainly frozen over.
"Hello Mr Blobby," (He'd heard another student call it that -- seemed reasonable to him,) "Thank you for being so generous with your supplies. If I may?"
With that, the skinwalker slid his hand inside the jelly cube once more, palm turned politely upward.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Revien rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 9:25 pm
Fourth day
The quivering, gelatin mass of a shopkeeper was becoming a common sight (not to mention feel) by now. No longer gaining the same mental cringe from Onibi as it had on the first day. Still, it was with a sense of relief that the Ao-andon once again plunged his hand into said shopkeeper for the last time.
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