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 Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 8:14 pm
"The egg looks delicious." she commented, then turned her attention on the goat looking thing Roch had caught. Shehk licked her lips. "That looks delicious as well. Too bad I can't eat them." she seemed to sigh, but sat up, shaking her fur out a bit before pushing off the ground with her front paws to balance on her back ones, teetering for a moment as she shifted back into the more humanoid form with a stretch.
"So we got two bottles and two minipets. That's... an interesting catch. Do we want to hold on and see if we get anything else?" the pricolici asked, scratching behind one of her ears with her fingers.
"Maybe you can trade that bottle for something cooler.." or something. Maybe.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 10:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 11:12 pm
Danny held the egg close to her chest, absolutely horrified. "NONE of you are eating eggy. You guys are horrible." She was in rage mode at the fact that someone would want to eat her eggy. You just didn't do that! "Noooo," she whined, "None of you can eat eggy!" She stroked it lovingly. It was already part of the family.
She then looked at Roch, green with envy. As much as she loved eggy, goat was absolutely adorable. Danny waved Roch's phone (which she had kept as she had crawled over to her trap) and said, "Hey Roch, I'll trade you. Your phone for Mr. Goat!" Mischievously she waved it in the air. Take the bait Roch.
It was then that Danny noticed Jacques had a skelephone. "Oooooh," she exclaimed, "Let's swap skelephone numbers!!" She bounced giddily at the prospect. She looooved having new people to text.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 7:36 am
"You can't trade me somethin' that's already mine!" Roch said, more because it wasn't fair than because he wanted the goat. The goat that was now chewing on his PANTS. The only pair of pants that Danny' HADN'T burned in some spot or another.
"Fine," he said, jerking it away before it ate a hole in them. "Let's trade. You and it look like you'll get along just fine," he added dryly, fingering the burgeoning hole in his pants.
"Jackdammit, I'm going to have to go shopping, aren't I?" he complained. "What is with people and animals trying to destroy my pants?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 8:08 pm
Harrison read the new message.
Careful? Was there something he was missing? Everybody had actually been...pretty friendly. The only thing that had attacked him was the phone. Compared to his last experience with golems, this was a walk in the park. He closed out of the text and secured the bottle.
"Sure," he said to Danny, "Let me get your number."
He went to his Contacts to add her, and snickered at Roch.
"Maybe they're trying to tell you something."'
However, at that moment another series of rustles and the sound of light steps in dirt caught Harrison's full attention. He snapped the phone shut.
"Shh, shh shh wait. I hear something again."
More snuffling. Hesitant, and then- the sound of the cardboard dropping! He got up, hurrying to get whatever it was before it tipped the flimsy box over. Dr. H wanted the bottles apparently, so if it was a bottle that was alright. But he really wanted it to be...a pikachu or something. Dripping in blood with lots of claws. A real evil, snarly beacon of pokemon and Halloween, ready to unleash thunder attacks and do its worst. Something badass.
As he lifted the corner of the box up, however, there was just a small, soft, doey-eyed unicorn with a faint pink glow. He turned his palm over, offering it and almost expecting it to sprout fangs. Its nose was gentle, and it made a frightened sound before carefully licking his hand.
"What...what the hell is this?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 10:07 pm
Shehk was rather glad her phone was put away - if asked, she didn't have one. Frankly, she wasn't as eager to give out her number as one might have believed from a character who had...well..Shehk wasn't sure where her supposed 'popularity' had come from (She hated to think it was attributed to being a FEARleader), but she.... wasn't eager to have random messages. It always got her hopes up.
When Harrison suddenly seemed baffled, Shehk walked over to see what it was he had caught this time, stifling a snicker at the sight of it using her hand and patting him on the shoulder.
"It's a..umm...Herpicorn." she explained, giggling a bit. "Would you like something a little bit more manly than that?" she asked, her tail twitching from side to side erratically - making a point to not wag. Oh, this was amusing. This poor guy was getting all the...frilly things... from his trap.
"We can always wait some more if you want to...."
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 8:44 am
Herpicorn. It was a something-icorn, that was for sure. There was nothing even mildly threatening about it. Rubenesque, maybe. With dainty hooves, blue eyes, and a blonde mane. Now that he was looking at it, actually, it seemed kind of familiar.
He scooped it up.
"It's plenty manly. It's got a horn, see. It can stab all the other minis with its head."
It nickered, butting its head against his chest. He scratched behind its ear. Standing up in the field, he could see more of the scarefari stretched out in front of him, and beyond the Misty Field was a dark, forested area. He thought he caught a glimpse of red eyes, and some excited chittering noises.
"What about over there?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 8:49 am
"Dude, you got a unicorn," Roch said with a laugh. "But at least it isn't trying to eat your pants," he added, frowning thoughtfully. There had to be benefits in that, he figured. He followed the other boil's pointing, looking at the forest thoughtfully.
For a boil more used to concrete than grass, that looked even more troublesome. Then again, he'd gone there with that Petro guy and gotten out fine, so... "Wanna go there and try trapping?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 9:09 am
"Yeah," Harrison grinned. "Let's try it. Come on, little buddy. We'll find someone for you to fight with."
The herpicorn, or unicorn, or whatever it was had a killer instinct. Harrison could tell. The trembling was from anticipation to sink its horn into something. He adjusted it so he was holding it under one arm, collected his trap-making stuff, and headed out of the field towards the woods.
"This place is great. How big do you think it is?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 10:38 am
"If you say so. I just know too many students who would rather die than be seen with something so....cute." Her tone implied Shehk was tempted to eat the Herpicorn as well. Well, not really tempted, but it was a viable option. At least until a squirrel or a rabbit ran by and all bets were off. She'd have to see how long it would be until that happened, however.
She made a rather puzzled face at the mention of...battling...the tiny thing that was held underneath the other undead's arm. Truly, she didn't get the appeal of it. Any of it. Ah well.
"Well, it seems like there are a lot of areas, so I'm going to say pretty-big?"
It was a highly scientific answer, wasn't it? But it was a pretty good estimation of size.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 5:51 pm
"He's a killer," Harrison said firmly, looking around at the dark woods and setting up his trusty box next to a promising looking bush. "Pretty-big sounds right to me."
This time when he backed off to wait, he sat down, shifting the Herpicorn to his lap so it wouldn't leap away. The Herpicorn, however, seemed happy enough to be cuddled to something warm, and lay its head happily on his knee while he pet its back.
He'd had good luck with his traps so far, and this time was no exception. There was only a short wait before there was shuffling, and a familiar clunk. He re-maneuvered the Herpicon, and went to check his trap.
"Another one of these bottle things."
This one wasn't pink, but it was red and white, which was close. There was also no distinctive smell. He thought he saw some wobbly, adorable eyes reflected in the glass before spinning back into the depths of the fluffy-looking potion.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 6:09 pm
Harrison's phone gave him a small n**. He had received a new text. Clarice TIME 2 GO. 2 MANY BOOGEYMEN AND TREATERS WANDERING AROUND.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 7:27 pm
"You are a master bottle-catcher." Shehk commented, before her ears perked at the sound of the unhappy phone in the boil's possession.
"Look like someone likes you." she laughed, though she was still not convinced that the Herpicorn was a 'killer'. Alas, she wouldn't really fight that case in point. "Ah well, maybe I can goad Nuk Jr into battling with it later. I think a good 'Sic 'im' will work towards that." The pricolici laughed a bit at the idea of it.
Minipet battling? She'd...maybe get converted.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 7:32 pm
Roch had found... nothing in his trap. So he went back to getting his phone back from Danny, not realizing that something else might be going on. His entire life was in that phone!!
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 9:40 pm
Harrison nearly dropped the bottle, but managed to juggle it and the Herpicorn before rescuing his...well, the golem's..side from any more telebites.
"I'm gonna catch 'em all," Harrison said sagely, regarding the bottles. He opened the phone.
Then read the text message. But.... His eyebrows furrowed, and he shut the phone, beginning another shuffling process with bottle, trap, and herpicorn. He looked...harried.
"s**t guys. ...I have to go. Thanks for helping me out. ...And Killer here could definitely take anything named Jr. We'll do it next time. ...I'll catch you later, okay?"
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