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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:17 pm
Kuro-Mizuki "This is Rhys, my Swashbuckler Lepus. He's kinda really annoying. Sit, Rhys."
(kind of a mix between 2-3, but going with:
[3 - Treats you as an underling]
[[ ** FAIL ** ]]
Rhys had not sat. Instead he had simply given Ren what could only have been deemed as a withering stare and threw a pencil at his head.
Apparently my relationship with my minipets is terrible. He glanced over at Gabrian sitting on the opposite side of Alessa, and LW, leaning over the Alessa to say "Any of you want a lepus? Five bucks, cheap, and he's house trained (I think)."
Rhys threw another pencil at him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:22 pm
Kyrieko (( [2 - Pampered] Get 1-10 or 90-100 to pass; For LW and Callix...best option that fits him))
She had been slightly unsure on if she should actually sit next to Gabe, but it was too late to move now. Seats were filled and this was hers now. LW didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable, so it was surprise to see the smile he directed at her. Her gaze looked down at Callix. "I...no. I've never tried it." A pause. "For some reason, I don't think music will help this one." She muttered and glared at the cute look he shot up towards his lady master. LW didn't buy that look. "Maybe we should take them out for a walk and music sometime." She offered. Oh man, if she could get him to play his violin again...
... ...LW stared at the floresce and her hand twitched, wanting to smack at it. That thing was evil in its own devios ways. "Ello to you too." She said instead before looking towards the teacher as he began to explain what they were to do first. Oh...oh Jack! Were those the only options? Well...LW thought Callix would fall under pampered. Maybe.
"There isn't by chance a...uh, overly flirtatious choice? Or...umm...cleavage diving?" LW asked, not very hopeful.
Sitting up a little straighter, LW introduced her pet. "Uh, This is my batling. Callix." She looked at him with an unhappy expression. Callix was not known for 'sitting' at her feet. Sure, he woudl 'sit'...just not there. But she would try! In as stern of a voice as she could, she spoke to her batling, reluctantly letting go of him to see if he would behave. "Callix! Si-"
FREE! He was FREE from her grasp. Callix wasted no time in taking full advantage of this and squeaked in his excitement. The batling took wing and shot from his lady masters lap. His target: a luscious looking demon. The batling backwinged enough so he didn't plow into the Pride demon and just...splattered himself against her chest. He made happy squeaks and nuzzled against her.
LW made some sort of small embarrassed sound, hand smacking against her face. To Gabe, "T-tell me he did not just do that!" There was going to be fried batling wings before the end of this class.
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Vashtya rolled 1 100-sided dice:
70
Total: 70 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:29 pm
((Definitely rolling for a [3 - Treats you as an underling] YOU WILL FAIL Get 50-55 to pass))
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:30 pm
Now that was unexpected.
Carthusia was busy trying to get Amethyst to stop getting jiggy with it. Her crow, of course, would not listen, and was busy doing her own version of the Leanback when something came zooming in out of nowhere. Before she could react, Carry stood up and was promptly molested by someone's tiny batling. Carthusia expected peeing on legs, chewing, biting, whining, scampering and even the possible digestion of people's clothing in some fashion, but not this. It was a tiny missile of affection, a dart of deviousness. It was a fully-mobile furry slut. And it was nuzzling her cleavage.
Holy Jack in a candle factory.
"Uhh... is this... anyone's?" Looking down at the minipet, Carry thought it looked a little too happy to see her. She was surprised it even knew what breasts were.
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Ary Keeyara rolled 1 100-sided dice:
89
Total: 89 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:53 pm
(( Heavily option 3 for Alessa and Sheela, the first mate lepus. ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:53 pm
Vashtya ((Definitely rolling for a [3 - Treats you as an underling] YOU WILL FAIL Get 50-55 to pass)) Looking around surreptitiously, Aedan couldn't help but notice that he was not, apparently, the only one with a minipet who had a mind of their own. Surely then, it wasn't a personal failing that Tal wouldn't listen--however, he couldn't help but hope that the scruffle would decide that sitting down was what he wanted to do, when he was told to. Setting the scruffle at his feet, Aedan looked at the minipet, wishing he knew better just how well Tal was going to obey. "This is Crystalis...he's a scruffle. I usually just call him Tal, though...Tal, sit." For his part, Tal turned his back on his 'master', circled once, yawned, and promptly lay down, looking for all the world as though Aedan had just said "nap time!". "Sometimes he listens, sometimes he's just like...that." Aedan said, gesturing vaguely in the dozing scruffle's direction and sinking back onto his assigned stool.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:09 pm
Ary Keeyara (( Heavily option 3 for Alessa and Sheela, the first mate lepus. ))
"Oh." Alessa responded to Gabe simply, looking back over at all the hiding undead. She supposed that made sense. Tilting her head a little she murmured, "That's a shame. I love sitting in front of a warm fire." Or cuddling up, but generally the heat was appreciated. But then maybe, being a student that had an animal form, such cozy situations were just something she'd naturally like, just as they naturally feared it. She was so preoccupied that she almost lost hold of Sheelah for a moment.
She looked back at Ren, who was trying his best with his own lepus. "Yes, Sheelah um...I don't think she even likes acknowledging I'm around, let alone listening, so I thought...I mean, at least the rest listen some of the time, if not most of it." She knew that Sheelah was only looking at her now because she was staring coldly, as if she wished she had a pointy object to attack her with. It made her a bit uncomfortable.
She made sure to pass LW a quick greeting over Gabe, but it didn't last long because that was when the teacher arrived and gave them their first task. She tried her best to watch, wait her turn, and keep quiet at first, but eventually it seemed like that wasn't terribly important.
Gabe didn't have much luck with his Florsece, but then...she didn't feel like she liked those creatures much anyway. She even shivered briefly upon seeing it. It was hard to forget when you found one in your bed one morning...Ren didn't do much better with his lepus. At his last comment she said honestly, "Maybe you shouldn't say things like that? He might be upset and think you don't want him, so he's not listening? Well, anyway it's just not...um..." she almost said nice, but she had decided to just stop because she felt her point wasn't coming out of her mouth right anyway.
Unfortunately, LW and her batling stole the show. Alessa winced at the sight too, feeling bad for the other ghoul. Okay, so Gabe's Florsece was bad but..not quite that bad. She was so distracted it took her a moment to realize it was her turn. Carefully, she set Sheela down, but only when she was sure the end of the lease was under both her feet. She took a deep breath, trying to meet the dull-eyed lepus's gaze. "Okay, Sheela, sit."
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Nothing happened. The little female lepus only looked away, looking bored and maybe a bit irate.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:14 pm
Bilious Scruff flopped when he was put down, rolling a bit to the side with a happy growl before casually spotting the rat-like pet at Malodore's ankles- for a scareon of his.... stature, he moved quickly, yapping excitedly as it tore away from it's Master towards what he could only assume was a snack waiting for him at the undead Plague Doctor's feet. Malodore had just one moment to be horrified before Parassiti - thank Jack - let go of its ankle, whirling on the sudden intruder. Her feet planted firmly into the carpeted floor, claws digging in as she held her ground, mouth gaping. "Parassiti, no," Malodore yelped, leaning down to wrap its fingers around her torso. The rat flailed, clinging to the carpet with all four limbs as Malodore attempted to pull her free.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:24 pm
OhJackOhJackOhJackOhJack. Her mind was in overdrive as she worked to pry her hand away from her face and peer out at the others. Why? Why had she taken her damn hand off of Callix?! For the love of Halloween! This was...so embarrassing. So very embarrassing!
LW couldn't even make her legs work to stand up right now. Her cheeks were the same shade of red as her hair at this point. The she-wolf heard the demon speaking and tried to respond in a non-squeak like voice. That...didn't go so well.
"He...he's, umm...mine." LW said hoping the demoness (Carry) heard her. She had yet to move from her seat, though she might have been leaning a little towards Gabe and Davy.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:31 pm
Pride looked down at the furry little manwhore in her cleavage and sighed. Wrapping her fingers around his tiny torso, she tried to tug and pry him off. Nope, no luck. He was using tiny claws to dig into her boob, and that made her frown big time. Amethyst was still doing her thing, dancing her feather tush off to the Backwash Boys' latest hits in her tiny birdie brain. Carthusia stood from her seat and regarded the batling with contempt, frowning down at it in an attempt to scare it off.
The batling looked back at her. c:
The demon stared. >:/
8D
>8(
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evil
rofl
neutral
whee
stressed
After this face-making match was getting her nowhere, the demon stood up and marched over to the redhead that announced ownership of the little cad. Frowning, she crossed her arms and leaned her chest into LW for closer inspection. She wasn't mad at the werewolf, she was mad that hardly anyone in the room seemed to have minipets that listened to them. But that was the point of the class, right? "Would you mind removing him?"
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Smerdle rolled 1 100-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:35 pm
West watched as the class filled up, some students actually choosing to sit near him and even touch him. What the...
Damn Christmas Town and its ability to bring boils and ghouls together. It appeared he had friends now.
Once the room was filled with students and their pets, West began to look around impatiently. When were things going to get started? Hate was eyeing Barth's blob with malicious interest and if Carthusia's damn bird didn't stop pecking about in his damn hair, West was going to bite the damn thing.
Well, Candeljack this. West leaned forward, intending to gather up his bull and leave, but his attention was captured again by the arrival of one Professor Malcolm. So much for leaving then. West paid attention for once as the man spoke, intending to leech all of the professor's knowledge of animals away and keep it for his very own. He was even mildly enraptured by Vlad the invisible dog until the thing flew over the fire and landed on him.
"Yaahh!" West shouted, drawing back his fist to punch the invisible dog in its invisible face. He glared around the fire, grimacing at the thump-thump-thump of Vlad's tail against his stomach and repeating to himself that this was a teacher's dog and if he didn't want to be expelled from Amityville for life he would refrain from beating it senseless. Instead, he relaxed his punching hand and after waiting for a break in the introductions, he made his own.
"This's Hate n'he's'a... bull, I'gess. I'm West." He hesitated. He really didn't want to do this next part. He knew what was going to happen. Hate was not going to listen. Hate would probably puke or fart on someone instead. Wait. That might be kind of funny.
Holding his arms out to the sides so he wouldn't accidentally encourage the dog still perched in his lap, West pointed at the flaming bull at his feet and bellowed, "SIT!"
[3 - Treats you as an underling]
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:41 pm
Smerdle [3 - Treats you as an underling] Unsurprisingly, Hate wasn't even looking at his 'master' when West gave the order. Plus, it was already lying down, so asking the bull to stand might have been somewhat more effective in hindsight. West pushed at the invisible harness-wearing mass in his lap, frustrated with this whole scenario all over again. "GETTOFFME!" he barked, torn between going for Vlad's eyes and sitting still in an attempt to avoid detention. FAIL
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:57 pm
Ren arched an eyebrow at Alessa, surprised that she had not even cracked a smile at his joke. LW most likely would have laughed, Natalia snorted, and Vaith would have just rolled his eyes. Alessa, on the other hand, was wearing a rather uncertain expression, a frown pulling her lips downwards.
"Maybe you're right," Ren said, leaning back and resting his chin in his hand as he regarded first the nagual and then Rhys, sitting on the edge of the table in front of them. Tilting his head, he whispered "Hey, Rhys? If you're good today, maybe I'll give you a treat."
The lepus didn't move, didn't even acknowledge him. He's sulking, Ren thought. Oh, well - it was worth a shot.
Golden eyes slid back to Alessa now, his gaze slightly curious. "Thank you," Ren said, and smiled. "For trying to get me to act relatively decent, at least. Although I can't say how successful you'll be," he added with a wink.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:03 pm
Gabrian's gaze lowered to the ground when he felt something sniff and paw at his bare foot. Blinking, he noticed a small dream Scareon and turned to scan the room for it's owner; it appeared to be the ghoul he'd noticed in etiquette class, and he offered her a small smirk and a nod before reaching out with his free hand to pet the Scareon. He owned one of these, and knew were to scratch; it usually worked with his own anyhow.
As it bounded away from him in order to to explore something else, he watched Ren and his lepus, chuckling softly at the other boil's failure, "At least it seems we're all on the same boat, eh?" as he said this, he reached up with a hand and patted the Floresce on his head, whom peeked an eye open and looked around before closing it, opening his mouth again to yawn. If he couldn't grab Sheela's attention, then he just wasn't interested, the end, "Ren, you love that lepus. You just don't want to admit to it. Otherwise you wouldn't be here; own up to that much."
LW's pet was just as bad (if not worse). The moment the ghoul let it go, it flew away and face planted itself against a demoness' chest, honestly amusing Gabrian, whom was forced to hide his smile behind a hand, "No, I think you're right. Music might not do him much good, but I'd be more than happy to play for your fried nerves at least. That much would help," the Floresce still seemed mostly uninterested, but he did open an eye to peek at Callix.
Alessa was apparently also in the same boat, which didn't surprise Gabrian that much. Her lepus was the worse of the lot, in his honest opinion. It clearly hated it's owner, or at least didn't seem all that happy, "Hmmm... clearly your pet is not the perky type. I'm not sure why Davy insists on impressing her. She's clearly uninterested," his gaze turned to stare at Carry as she came over, and to his credit... he didn't flinch or move away from LW as she leaned in closer. The Floresce for his part, actually uncurled his tail and wrapped it lightly around the wolf ghoul's neck; he clearly liked her, if the slight scowl it offered the pride demoness was any indication, almost like a guard dog. Or... guard fish-snake. Which Gabrian found amusing, seeing as how he wasn't sure the Floresce had any teeth, "There, there," he whispered to the she-wolf, "It could be worse," he had no idea how it could be worse... but he knew it could.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:23 pm
Vlad's POV of the class
He was born to impress! Malcolm had praised him... Thrice! His tail wagged harder at the thought, totally ignoring the fact that he was whacking against some poor soul's stomach. He looked around at all the Minipets, wondering why they won't paying their owners any attention; he always gave Malcolm his full attention!
SIT?! Did the nice Demon boil just ask him to sit? Either way, he had that loud, commanding voice when he said 'sit', so he must be asking him to sit, right? Vlad's tail stopped wagging immediately (although West was the only person who felt it) as it hopped down from his lap following the red bull's failure to follow the simple command. Obediently, it sat down at the side of the Wrath Demon's leg, away from the flaming bull.
Then, its invisible eyes turned to gaze at West; it was waiting for its praise for a job well done.
Meanwhile...
Malcolm was rubbing his temples gently, although there was a bemused smile on his face; well, everyone has to start somewhere.
[You can ask him questions, personal or otherwise. xD Just bold it so I don't lose it!]
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