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 Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:25 pm
Calder had been in a warm, happy place. Despite now knowing a few people, a lot of people he loosely associated as friends had gathered and he was doing his part as a NAP member to get everyone together and feeling involved. Even Colette moved over, and he was in the process of making a spot somewhere beside him for her to sit. It was not good to be so far away, and seeing her clutch a pillow and look that unsure just made him want to smush her face and hug her until she smiled. Even Charlie, who Calder was starting to like more and more as an amazing guy, offered her some of his pillow mound.
“Hey Colette, come here. I made a spot. You’re SO far away.” He teased, before nudging Charlie and wanting on some of the wing snuggling action. It was between this moment of playfulness that the door flung open….and things went quiet.
Seeing a person in full black with a gun was enough to cause Calder’s stomach to tighten. Seeing that same person turn their gun and shoot everyone around him, causing red to splatter all over the place, was enough to bring about Island War memories that caused him to twitch. When being attacked, an animal had two options. You ran or you fought. Running was not an option as he was stuck in a room, and without that option, he felt cornered. He was stuck in a room with a gunman at the door.
It was easy to assume he was not in his right mind, which meant that made 2 people who were going crazy, but that count was rising as everyone else broke from their shock and started to throw everything they could at their assailant. Grabbing a pillow, he was just about to throw when he noticed WHO it was. Under the gear, even he could recognized his best friend.
Something’s wrong.
While everyone else threw pillows and went to find cover, Calder rose up and started to just walk right to Christof. “WHAT THE JACK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”
Calder didn't need a meter of rage. He pretty much just shot up there.
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Bilious rolled 20 20-sided dice:
17, 10, 8, 20, 6, 1, 1, 12, 1, 19, 1, 8, 12, 6, 11, 12, 14, 7, 15, 20
Total: 201 (20-400)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:34 pm
 Christof stumbled as he was hit by Tybalt's pillow, bit his aim for revenge was thwarted by Calder's sudden approach. Four shots hit poor Arachne, three wailing poor Little-Wolfe before the rest piddled off to slam Charlie and Holly with two and Tahki, Lilith, Ren and Yaya with one. Who knew where he was really aiming, if anywhere in particular. The rest whisked past the Kelpie uselessly. The hunchback gave a snarl, blood bubbling from his nose-less face. Where had his nose gone, anyway? His own rage meter, it would seem, had long past burst way over 100. Hits: 3/15((OOC: Note: Your character may only attack once every time the assailant posts. Additional posts will not be counted.))
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:34 pm
Colette felt the sting of a paintball for the first time, right on her bare leg.
"Ow! What the Jack is this?" Colette looked at the stinging, red spot which was now quickly becoming purple around the edges. "Damn it, Christof! You.. you.. UGH. YOU DUMB HEAP OF JINGLEBERRY."
She didn't even care that her own personal blanket and pillow had fallen to the floor in the madness, that her formerly covered pj-wearing self was now exposed, or that the personal pillow of hers could be barreling towards Christof by now at the hand of another student.
It just hurt a hell of a lot.
Blinking her watery eyes in an effort to get them to stop, Colette looked for another pillow. She couldn't imagine how the others who were hit multiple times felt.
[ Urgh, I'm so slow. This is the response to the second Christof post, but the first reply got caught after the second and yeah.. Not rolling though! ]
[[GDI 8| /giveup/]]
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Kyrieko rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:46 pm
LW stared at Tybalt as she was hit...at this point, the she-wolf had lost count how many times she'd been hit now. Paint. That was what it was. Now that he'd put a name to it, LW recognized the smell. "Yes. I think it is paint!" Oooooh, if she got her hands on that damn patchwork!
So it wasn't very, kind of her, but the she-wolf did not want to get hit by any more paint bullets this round. So she hid behind Tybalt long enough to search around for a good pillow to use. She spotted one and dove for it before gripping it and twisting to throw the jack damned thing at Christof. At least, that was her intention.
It just didn't make it to him. Her pillow came as a sneak attack from behind, hitting Tybalt, whom she'd been 'hiding' behind. JACKDAMNIT! "I'm sooooorry Tybalt!" And then, she was hit AGAIN. Oh man did those sting. Embarrassingly, they pulled a very canine whine out of her before those eyes flashed. One hit. She was going to get that patchwork at least once! Before she was covered in bruises.
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OnionGrump rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:49 pm
Tybalt almost laughed at the sight of the patchwork boil. What happened to his face? How the hell did he lose his nose? Surely the pillow didn't take it off, but he was curious to know what did.
"Save your talk Calder, I don't think he's even listening!" He called; grabbing another pillow and threw it at their attacker once more. But thanks to the hit from behind, his pillow missed; hitting Charlie instead.
"My bad!"
Tybalt Missed!
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LividPeas rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:52 pm
(( Sorry! I didn't realize my first attack went in after the second attack. @_____@ and gotta run for a while. OTL ))
Thankfully the next round of fire missed her. This club was handy when it came to sudden attacks, lots of cover..and well.. At least the pillows worked for padding. Sort of.
Standing up, she grabbed for one of the many mats on the floor, chucking it at the patchwork, before dropping down for safety once again. She wanted to send this boil back to the fitness club in pieces.
Hits 1
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 6:55 pm
Ren was glad that Tahki had not gotten upset when he had flung a pillow in his direction, but it seemed as if their throws were not exactly getting anywhere - especially considering that yet another paintball thwapped against Ren's arm. He let out a small squawk of pain, glaring daggers at Christof as he rubbed the welt forming there.
"Quit acting like a four year old throwing a tantrum!" Ren snapped, and picked up another pillow, pelting it towards the hunchback. Once again, his aim was slightly off, and the pillow went flying off to the side...
...and successfully whacked Tybalt across the face with it.
"Sorry," Ren said breezily, not sounding sorry in the slightest. "My hand, er. Slipped. Yeah."
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S a l l y S h e e p rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:16 pm
Reaching a pillow, Colette chucked it in Christof's direction. She wanted to hit him at least once for what he had done. They could have gone their entire 'life' without getting hit with whatever he was shooting, but he changed that as if he really had the right to shoot them all.
Did she mention how much she hated him now? It was a lot, and it sure as hell felt good when that pillow hit him, even if it was just a pillow.
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:16 pm
Charlie had been hit by quite a bit of paint ball gun pellets AND a pillow thrown by a dark canine lad. For moments Charlie laid there in a pool of the paint that dripped off him. His arms spread eagle and every thing it was a little over dramatic with his tongue also hanging out the side of his mouth. Just a little though.
But in moments the demon gathered the pillow that Tybalt had thrown at him and aimed at random. It wasn't even fully about hitting Christof anymore. Though for Charlie it was questionable if it was EVER about hitting Christof.
But of course his random aim was far better then his normal aim for some reason and the little pink haired demon managed to hit Christof.
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Chobi_Chocobo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:20 pm
Tahki got hit twice more by paint pellets. At this point though the gryphon just did not care. She felt like a monster having hit Yaya by mistake at this point. Damn it Christof!
The gryphon picked up another pillow and aimed and hit Christof this time around. Then she realized she just hit Christof!
"IM SO SORRY!!" She cried out to Christof. He'd shown her the correct way to clean after all and now she felt even more like a monster. Her ears dipped down sadly.
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Appeal rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:36 pm
Lilith hadn't had a chance to reply to the sloth demon. There was so much going on, and to make it worse, Christof flew in like a bat from hell. What the Jack was wrong with him? Had her sloth demon pushed him too hard to do all of his work that he finally broke? This seemed possible, given how little Bartholomew did, but that was its own balance. The sloth demon didn't do enough to make someone else do for him.
Getting hit twice was enough to get Lilith up, leaving her cozy bed with an unhappy face. He clothes were going to get dirty and that just wasn't acceptable. Add this new event on top of the Truth or Dare event that had caused her more unpleasantries in the Laundry Room, and she was more than happy to pick up a pillow off of the floor and fling it at Christof. She missed, but instead the pillow flew right towards the real target and smooshed into Bartholomew's face.
"Oops. Now get up." She said with a smile.
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elvyralani rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:39 pm
What? The Jack was that. It hurt. She hadn't been paying attention and had gotten hit by what. And it was all over her pajamas. Holly looked at Chrisof. Oh, it's on!
The ghoul didn't even tried to hide. She took up a pillow and aimed for the boil. Holly's pillow hit him square on. "Don't mess with the pajamas!" Seriously, it was all she basically wore.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:41 pm
Where HAD Christof's nose gone to? The boil was actually bleeding, and not the fake red paint that Calder had first assumed was blood. Seeing everyone still moving and looking fine, he gathered that Christof had taken the gun form Fitness club. Had Riley put him up to this? It was the only way he could explain why he seemed to hellbent on shooting everyone in the NAP club. Still, Calder was confused by the conflict in interest. He worked for both owners and was in both clubs. Did he just feel that Riley's orders didn't go against anything and that an order was an order?
Calder stood there, noticing more and more little pellets whizz by him. He was just going to stand there and shoot everyone as if this was perfectly acceptable. This was no way to make friends, especially helping Barth out.
"What are you doing?! STOP IT! You're in this club! You're not being a good friend....ah..a good Igor...by ruining your owners club!" He hoped that would make him stop. Since it wasn't hurting anyone severally, he wasn't going to start killing the boil, but being ignored wasn't helping his mood. Not at all. In fact, Calder was really close to pummeling the Igor.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:48 pm
Whoomph. Barth missed some important bits of dialogue due to his face being covered in pillow. He did recognize Get up, and they were never his favorite in any context.
The paintball gun was still clicking erratically.
"Get up and do what?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 7:58 pm
"Smother your beast with a pillow for all I care, but stop him. I guess you don't care if all the work your packmule over there did will be for nothing, and neither do I really, but I do know I won't be sitting down anywhere until he's been reprimanded and stops shooting at us." And yes Bartholomew, this does include your lap. At least the packmule was trying to stop him, and Lilith gave him a good look. He was a strong, determined little pony. Lilith did have a thing for animals, and it seemed she approved of this pet of Bartholomew's.
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