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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:33 pm
((Herryk is rocketing from A3 to A2))
Herryk couldn't help as his thoughts moved towards thesexandtheintimates. Freya just had that effect on him, and it really made him forget that he was in a room filled with mud, foul-smelling water, a murderous kelpie, and exploding floor -- and ... Freya's ... oh. Oh.
OH.
Eruptions.
The floor, nasty.
With some kind of roaring wail, Herryk soared into the air. The scarf unraveled from his waist like some sort of foul mummy's cloth, baring Herryk as he landed hard on the ground. Partially covered by mud, Herryk made no move to cover himself further. He was just going to die again, thanks.
"Oh, Freya."
He promptly curled into a ball.
HP: 28
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:43 pm
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 1
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:44 pm
((Freya is shot through the heart from A3 to A2))
Silver linings be damned, Freya really didn't expect to go flying again so soon. She landed this time on her a**, and she felt the shock vibrating up her spine. That one hurt. Not only that, but she couldn't see anymore. She reached up to touch her face, checking if mud had gotten in her eye, but all she felt was the hem of her skirt. It was plastered so high, and battered, that all she could do was scream as she struggled out of the trap it caught her in.
Tight outfits were not appropriate attire for a field trip of this calibur.
She dumped it into the mud, just in time to see that Herryk had lost her scarf, and could have used it - oops. She looked at the now mud-soaked cloth, and sighed.
"All right, that's enough of this." Freya growled, crawling over to Herryk's side and giving him a firm, encompassing hug. "Don't be sads, Herryk. Is not so bad. Come on, Freya's seen all yeh gots already. We just got to walks one more steps together. Let's go, my big baby boil."
She was cooing the poor thing, but as soon as she had finished, she heaved upward and tried to drag him by the arm up to his feet. Of course, she didn't move him an inch on her own, and if he moved at all it would be of his own volition.
"We goes, now!"
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:48 pm
C3 to C2
Christof remembered dimly he'd need his rope later.
Hopefully Calder or Barth would bring it with.
He had other things on his mind just then.
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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:54 pm
((Herryk is on A2))
Herryk didn't care that he was nude. He didn't care that he was covered in mud. He didn't care that the kelpie had tried to drown him, and he didn't care that they were all going to die here.
All he cared about was the Valkyrie that was trying to soothe him. Freya was being so nice and sweet to him, calling him a baby boil. He liked the way she said 'my big baby boil' -- and then he caught sight of Christof slowly making his way towards Freya and himself.
Slowly making his way towards them with the most unsettling and creepy expression on his face. Suddenly leaving was a really great idea, and Herryk rose to his feet in a hurry and left the room, dragging Freya behind him.
Herryk has stepped off the grid.
HP: 28
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 9:58 pm
((Freya is A2 moving off the grid))
Hadn't she just been the one trying to pull him to his feet, straining against his arm as she tugged and tugged and-"ACH!!" He'd decided it was time to move, and that was when they'd move. When a force of nature like Herryk chose to move like that, there was not much you could say on the matter.
So she was dragged along on the very same arm that she'd been trying to pull up, stumbling in the muck until they dropped right off the tiles and reached the other end.
"OH THANKS YEH SWEET ODIN!" She hollered, blowing kisses to the sky as she was dragged off the tiles.
HP: 27
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:01 pm
Still on C5
Barth was not entirely sure what Calder was sobbing into his chest, but he was prepared to give Christof a very dirty look when, wonders of wonders, Christof dropped the rope.
When Barth saw why he had dropped the rope, however, Barth blanched. And stared. Freya was slick with mud, and very...well, he hadn't seen that much of a ghoul since....Barth had a hazy recollection of purple. ...Then he realized exactly what sort of position he had landed in, and the color returned to his face in extra helpings. Calder's lap consisted of a short skirt and a lot of ooze.
Barth swallowed. "Calder-" he started, "Err, sorry- hold on."
He focused on the rope instead- knot, there was a knot somewhere, and fiddled with it until the cord was slack, and the rope fell loose from Calder's shoulders.
"Sorry. There."
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:15 pm
C2 to B2
Christof Floated forward, drawn by the force of teenaged lust.
Frilly panties never looked so good, even covered in mud.
"Hrnnnnnn~"
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:23 pm
Ach, she could see Christof was almost at the end, too. She unfurled her hand from around Herryk's arm, grinning up at him proudly, before turning back to Christof and patting her legs quickly.
"Come on Christof, yehr almost here! Little farther, come come!"
Was she calling to him like a puppy? Maybe. He kind of looked like one, with that wet, excited expression.
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:24 pm
Bilious C2 to B2Christof Floated forward, drawn by the force of teenaged lust. Frilly panties never looked so good, even covered in mud. "Hrnnnnnn~" FORGOT TO ROLL LIKE A DERPFACED MACGEE.
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Bilious rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:30 pm
B2 to A2
The wet, muddy puppy hat did not help matters.
Drawn by something more along the lines of those bear breasts as she leaned over than the call, the puppy eagerly limped forward. If he had a tail, it would have been wagging.
Gleefully, he lurched forward into Freya's inviting arms with a happy, "Huuuuuuuummmm!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:41 pm
And then Christof was all  Only with more pounce and teenage virginal boob lust. from A2 to that place over there with Freya bein' all ravaged.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 10:58 pm
Freya finally caught a good look at Christof when he came tumbling for her, and her head cocked slightly until the igor slammed into her. She gave him what he wanted, a big hug for his efforts, and laughed awkwardly.
"Yeh sees? Not so bad, ja? You mades it over! Now Calder and Barth.."
They looked so far away. Had they.. not really moved much at all? It was all right, Freya was used to being in the lead.
And being modest.
She watched them with great interest, while hugging Christof with one arm and slipping her other underneath Herryk's elbow.
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:04 pm
((C5 to ..B5?))
Calder was released and he looked up at his savior and frowned. He had upset everyone and no one liked him now. Even Barth had scolded him, but....the boil was in his lap, and muddy, smelling sweetly of water and mud. With the two first years gone, and Christof leaving, they were almost alone now.
"I'm sorry. It's....it's just the scent of water like this. It gets to me." He decided to cover his nose, and then gasped. Oh yeah. He couldn't exactly cover his nose. Too bad all the water several times over had also soaked him through and through. But he did smell something
Something like Death on the Beach and that, despite all the muck, being this close, a musky smell genuine and unique to each person. "....but you smell okay." He flustered a bit, thinking of something.
At least the smell of the other boil was clearing up his head a bit. Oh, he should probably get up.
"Um, hold on a moment." Shuffling a bit, despite not wanting to, Calder moved and helped Barth up to stand, then, stepping to allow some space and bundling up the rope, he fiddled with it a moment. "Um....I ....we're the only two and ...." They were still a bit away from leaving. "...I mean....." This would be weird to ask. "....would you mind if I just....breathed you in a little....to clear my head?" He tried not to look at the boil. "Because of the scent of water I mean. I makes me.....anxious."
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 11:05 pm
Christof was happy enough to snuggle against that torn, open blouse and wait for his friends.
Very happy.
Again, metaphorical tail wagging.
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