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 Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:33 pm
"A pleasure, Aymet," said Sparrow. He was about to extend a hand, but since the creature was an enormous dragon, and had no hand to extend back, he stopped just in time. "My name is Sparrow Heartreed. This - " He gestured to Muka. " - is Ulmuka. And..."
There was a pause as he tried to figure out how exactly to explain.
"I'm not...entirely sure," he said finally, a troubled expression on his face. Sparrow's lips were pressed into a thin line, bordering on a grimace. He glanced beside him at the owl, as though Muka might be able to word it better, but someone stepped up, drawing Sparrow's attention towards him.
...whoever "he" was - someone with...a pyramid? on his head?"
"Hey," said Sparrow, shifting a bit so he could greet the other properly. "What's your name? Do you know what's going on?  [ My HP: 40/40
My Status: --
My Target: --
Damage Dealt: --
Collective Damage to Boss: --
Anything attacked/attackers should note: Sparrow's got his giant scythe summoned and in hand. ]
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:34 pm
((at Demi)) "Man its ******** freezing like s**t out here, you're like the fluffiest thing here though sorta." Bul's eyes shifted to the other students as if checking for someone. "Yea. Pretty much.."
Calder's authoritative stance got a brow raise from the monster boil. Yea they'd done this before.. of course they had. Well maybe not all in the same place. For now though Bul could barely dismiss the voices in place of the terrible awareness of just how cold he was. Thank Jack there were fire breathers here.
Then Isra arrived and Bul had even more worries now pressed on his mind. In the form of obnoxious questionnaires. "Would you please-" he snapped at the siren. "No I did not break up with Mei.. I kinda.. panicked and ended up here.." he said furrowing his brows looking rather guilty about it. s**t, he should have dragged her along, he should have. "Andyesitshandmadebyafamilymembernowletsnottalkaboutit.." he grumbled.
HP: 14/40
Status: VAGINAS
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:46 pm
Ashford shook the other reaper's hand with a solemn nod.
"It is nice to meet you, Sparrow." Ashford could be a little creepy sometimes, and he had overheard the other's introduction to Aymet. "I am Ashford." Regarding the school...It is unfortunate. I am unsure of the circumstances. I admit, I have been ill as of lately, which translates to not being aware of what is going on. You, and your owl friend may very well know much more than I."
He turned his head upwards, lifting his heavy helm with ease, peering at the sky. Beneath it were pale seagreen eyes, and pale skin beneath, as well as a great deal of fangs protruding down from his upper lip.
"I do not know what i going on, and that perturbs me a great deal more than anything." He sounded sour about it: he was not a fan of being oblivious.((My HP: 30 My Status: Normal My Target: - Damage Dealt: - Collective Damage to Boss: - Anything attacked/attackers should note: Ash is in his natural form; seven and some feet tall and broader around the chest than usual. Also he's shirtless under the apron.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:47 pm
Jericho heard Israfel before he saw him. And it took him a moment to spot the rainbow bird, seeing how small he was at the moment. "Oh Jack I hope this doesn't last long. You aren't the only one who things I was better was a RED dragon," he sighed before staring up towards the student that asked question after question after question after question, "There probably are but I hadn't met any personally. Not sure what their breath attack would be. And uh... sure I guess."Normally getting perched on his head would annoy him, but he didn't even feel the 'blue bird' on his head. Probably because he was so light. Now if he had been in his student form, the dragon would have definitely objected. The question regarding Bul's sweater caught his attention. It was uh... a very.. interesting sweater to say in the least.  My HP: 31 My Status: My Target: Damage Dealt: Collective Damage to Boss:Anything attacked/attackers should note:
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:57 pm
The ringing in Damien's ears wasn't as bad as before, the high pitched sound was drowned out by the soft chatter surrounding the canine. "Is it also some type of candy coating?" he yipped up, staring at Jericho in all is rainbow glory. It was like a paintball game happened all over him. "You have dignity Jer'co?" he couldn't resist taunting the normally red boil, and stuck his doggy tongue out at him for good measure.
Sometimes he felt pity on the poor half beast, and his inability to deal with cold temperatures. "I am not fluffy." he bark up indignantly and tried his best to glare at the boil holding on to him, not even batting an eye at the contact. It was just Bul after all, this didn't even cross his mind as a strange encounter. "I am just.....pleasantly ruffly with fur." he finished lamely and cupped his ears with his hands, just in case Bul got all loud again. "We really need to get you clothes for this kinda weather."
he didn't expect to see a rainbow colored bird perch on poor Jericho. it kinda looked like some kind of special colorful bird and it was friendly to boot. the chirps took some time for his ears to figure out when the voice of Isra came through and greeted him. The Hounds tail wagged and he gave the candy colored bird a hello and stared.
._. "cute? guy love?" he repeated dryly, unsure what the boil was getting at. "What do you mean by that?" he asked directly afterwards. And Melas was ranting up a storm in his head. "And the sweater keeps you warm Bul, appreciate it." he scolded and tugged at the boil's ear to get his attention. "You left Mei behind?"
HP: 40/40
Status: OH SO INNOCENT PHOS.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:06 pm
Israfel just let out a few chrips, snuggling himself on Jericho's head. "Guy love is very nice. Bul needs to find Mei, and we-" a wing flapped onto Jericho's face. "Need to be de-rainbowed. Is not very fashionable. That aside."
Puffing out, he was warm in his feathers. "You are a very nice perch Jericho, even if you are rainbow."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Crew
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:23 pm
WHY was everyone staring at his sweater??! ******** this noise these jokers were jeeelly.
"Well I do have clothes like this sweater but its never warm enough. I'm never hot enoooough.." he sighed quietly.
Looking very guilty now the half beast crossed his arms and pursed his lips. "Maybe we could all go back to get her?" he asked. And by we all, really just him and Demi unless someone else wanted to...
"I just freaked out a lot when the sounds started so I kinda bailed. I know where she is at least, and probably safer than us right now out here.. in the middle of.." Where were they really...?
Hp: 14/40
Freezin balls
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:30 pm
Chuppi turned and looked at Roch, a thin snake-like tongue pushing from between her lips. It licked at the air, as though she were tasting everything for the first time since coming here, and she shifted her weight. Being on two legs was no different, though the added length and stability of her tail made things so much easier. She stepped forward, her tail dragging behind, and dropped to all fours for a moment before shaking her body in the same manner a dog would. "It is not a form as much as it is me. This is what I am before coming here, what I will be when leaving."
Her voice was a thin hiss, heavily tipped with a Spanish accent. "I will use this to protect Mort, since you will not."
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:34 pm
The interruption was too gradual to stir Barth awake, but some part of him registered Calder sliding away from him, the emptiness and loneliness deepening, his claw the only connection...
When Calder sat back down again, he'd found himself wrapped in a very sleepy, very slothy self-heating unit.
My HP: 39
My Status: Sleeping
My Target: -
Damage Dealt: -
Collective Damage to Boss: -
Anything attacked/attackers should note: On the slay under blankets and invisible puppies.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:38 pm
"How about Fur clothing then?" damien replied back after the half beast had his tiny temperature pity party. "its like having a blanket, but you can easily wear it and remove it." c: The logic sounded reasonable to him, and the pup took it upon himself to pick out a bit of fluff that was stuck on Bul's outfit. "I don't mind finding her, long as the music don't start up again." he mentioned with a wince.
that music was not very nice.
Not to mention the pup was still confused over what Isra and his 'Guy love" thing meant.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:39 pm
Sura watched as more and more gathered, but also seemed to take note of the fact that.. hey! She..vaguely...maybe..nope, nevermind. The rainbow hue of Jericho seemed to pass over her head as registering him as...Jericho...and instead a giant red thing. Not that she'd ever actually seen Jericho in his natural form.
But the large dragon prompted one thing alone;
Sura wanted to break out of this tiny body and into her real one too. She pulled her belt right off and the response of her body was immediate - bones cracking, shifting, and a loud groan as her body swelled in both size and orientation.
One thing was for certain, Sura was pretty damn huge.
Another thing was for certain, Sura was probably going to end up stepping on somebody.HP:21/30 Status: An 11-foot-at-the-shoulder tall Colossus. She might end up stepping on somebody.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:41 pm
Calder was TRYING to be on high alert. Calder was TRYING to keep everyone focused and worried about what might happen. Calder was TRYING to keep his senses focused in order to spot danger and keep everyone safe.
And then a very warm, very cuddly sloth demon wrapped his arms around him, and he just melted.
So much for trying.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:52 pm
Taryn had stumbled dumbly after Mort when she had been pulled back outside and watched in near-horror as the scarf she held to her chest evaporated and floated at the top of her jar. This... wasn't good. Not even remotely. She had wanted Roch, wanted to follow him, but her knees had gone numb, and so she'd just run along with Mort and Tset.
She'd watched the following events in silence. Chuppi and... tiny little ghoul, becoming a beast. How nice. She gravitated to Roch's side even as he scolded Mort and wrapped an arm around his.
"Please... we need to stick together. None of this..." she sighed, watching the students around them and then staring up at the fog. It was... shaping itself. It was becoming something...
My HP: 19/30
My Status: Scared, waiting for the worst to come
Anything attacked/attackers should note: Taryn still has a jar containing the "fogified" snowmang's scarf, if it should explode or something.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:21 pm
Roch tugged Taryn closer, looking at her with a slight frown. "I'd rather have you, Choops, and Tset go back inside and hide," he muttered, not liking this one bit. "But I ain't gonna make you. Do your best, kick whatever a** you can find that's attacking, and if one of us dies, kick a little harder to make up for the loss of feet." He looked at them all. "I'm probably at less than half my FEAR, so if I die, well, I die, got it? Ain't the first time, won't be the last." He was, if nothing else, extremely blunt.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:29 pm
As nice as it was to know of Chuppi's new protection, Mort looked grim. "Did not know, did not see in other battle . . . Was b-bad." Worse than bad. "I'm going to kill you if you chicken out again" bad. "Is not 'bout s-saying 'will save this o-o-or that'. Is 'bout all fight," he said, nodding at Taryn's comment. "All fight, a-all win. N-No good if chain link bad. Distract."
All in all, he had already accepted Roch's threat and was just voicing as much. It just wouldn't do to simply say "thank you" for Chuppi's offer, apparently.
But how to get ready when they could barely see out of the fog? Mort could see the rainbowfied group, the other individuals who had shifted to their natural forms - Jack, there was a sizable monster ghoul with . . . were those eye-entrails in the holes of her body?
The more people shifted into rather intimidating forms, the less ready Mortimer felt. He had pre-emptive fists clenched at his sides, and he could hear the gentle hum of his brain shifting into gear, but otherwise . . .
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