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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:06 pm
"I don't have a league," replied Ren with an amused snort, shaking his head.
"I do, however, know that that song, as a matter of fact," he added, leaning around Jove to grin at Roch, the first few chords of the music beginning to waft around the yearbook stand. His little brother had moved to hide behind him - for reasons unbeknownst to Ren - and he craned his neck to peer around at him curiously.
But Roch was strumming along, and Ren had begun to sing, a smile on his face as he slipped around and put his hands on Jove's shoulders reassuringly, without going overboard in his affection. Something had already spooked him; Ren was attempting not to make it worse by playing the "ridiculously over-protective brother" card.
See, Jove? He was trying!
"Hey soul sister~"
He reached out, taking the clipboard from Amrita, and grinning as he sang another line of the song to her, prancing around like a dork to set the clipboard down in the stack of already filled out ones.
[ ASDNFSDF STUPID INTERNET Y U DIE ON ME ]
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:09 pm
Riyo grimaced as she handed the clipboard back to Amrita, looking at the now unconscious snake pen. "Actually I just wanted to make sure it didn't try to get away." The feline stated. "I think I hit it too hard."
Unaware of the excellent sexual reference she could've made with a limp snake, Riyo sat the pen back down and picked up a box for herself. "Let me guess. Another form for me to fill out?" Forms didn't really bother her. Forms that asked strange and somewhat embarrassing questions did.
And don't you think that the demoness didn't remember where she was and how that might affect the contents of the package. Before she even peeked, the box was held arms length away from her just in case something were to pop out, eyes clenched tightly shut. After five seconds of not experiencing excruciating pain, she finally turned her head back and peered into the container curiously.
"... A surgical mask?" What...? Why?
"... Well, at least it's not a used bandaid." Or something equally gross. Like gnome toe jam.
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Yayoi generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
23!
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:14 pm
Turning her head towards Amrita she gave her a thumbs up. "Doin good so far!" A pensnake had decided to try and make a run for it but before it could reach the end of the tale the ghoul slammed her hand down on top of it with a grin at the older ghoul. Turning around, she held the pensnake up and narrowed her eyes at it as it wiggled in her grasp. "Now, see. You are going to start making me look bad if you keep trying to escape."Mei had been so busy eyeballing the pensnakes that she hadn't really noticed the vending machine till now. Placing the pensnake back into the mini pen she shot them all a pointed glare before wandering over to it. A small comotion back at the pensnake pen caused her head to snake back to glare at them all which caused them all to suddenly quiet down. Now that that was taken care of she pushed a few buttons on the machine. It wizzed and whurred before something dropped down. Reaching inside she pulled out a clear, plastic egg shaped container that had Student Council Action Figures in it. "Awesome!"Grinning, she wandered back to the table. Taking a quick head count of all the pensnakes. "Good all there." Opening the plastic egg she began setting up the little figures in front of the pensnake pen like little plastic guards.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:08 pm
Roch was grinning as he finished the song, knowing it would have been better on a ukelele but not caring. Ren's pitch perfect voice made up for it, in his opinion. He never could pull off Haunted Train. He didn't have the range for it. "Great job, Ren," he told the other boil. "I might make you do another one soon." "Hey, Riyo!" he called to the cat ghoul. "How's it goin?"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:20 pm
While he waited for Lizzy, Shun glanced behind him to see a face he hadn't really seen around in awhile. Riyo's. He didn't say anything though, as he and the bakeneko didn't exactly get along. Instead, he just quietly watched her for a few moments before turning his attention back towards the paper, staring at it. There were quite a few questions or things to fill out as far as he could tell. For a moment, he wondered if he should just have Lizzy fill it out for him.
He'd have to see about it.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:46 pm
Riyo's ears stood on end as her name was called, head immediately snapping towards the voice's source. Ah. Roch.
"Ah, it's going. I just came down to get some cartons of milk from the cafet-"
Her eyes had ventured, ever so slightly, to notice that there was someone else looking her way. Oh, well if it wasn't Shun. Her expression didn't change as she realized it was the boil. Instead, she lifted the appropriate finger to give the boil a proper greeting.
It only lasted for about a second before she returned her attention to the other reaper. "Cafeteria, and I noticed all this here. What about you?"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 4:25 pm
Yes, yes he did start laughing as Riyo flipped Shun off. It was a quiet laugh, more shaking shoulders and a glance away than an outright laugh, but it was definitely him being amused. "Amrita here is one of my oldest pals from school," Roch explained. "She likes to bully me into doing homework. So I figured I'd give her a hand in this." Then he looked at her seriously, as if wanting to ask a question, but not able to with everyone there. After a second he shrugged, giving her a little grin before looking to his guitar again.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 5:42 pm
"Yes, I would definitively say that it is real." Jack agreed with her, his face splitting in to an amused grin as he tapped her hand that was interlinked with his as he turned them towards the Year-Book comittee, guiding her closer to them, and waving with his other hand, hoping to flag one of them down.
Seeing the little canine-boil, he awarded Jove with a soft smile, feeling suddenly very tall, as Tomo and Jove were both worlds shorter than him.
"Good day to you, Jove." He murmured to him.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 6:52 pm
Ulmuka appeared from the small crowd. The strix was holding a large drink cup with the logo of McGroanalds, the demented clown face marking that he'd bought it off campus. In his other hand he was hungrily devouring some sort of burger. He hadn't actually been to Amityville in a week. His father had whisked him off for social occasions, an imposed break, and only the excuse of leaving something at his dorm had brought him back.
As he finished his burger Muka's large yellows eyes trailed across the decor. With a noisey swallow he finished and took a loud annoying SLLLLLLUUUUURRRRRRP from his cup.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 6:55 pm
Yearbook? Now why did that sound so gosh darn familiar? Wait a second ... wasn't she supposed to ...
For some odd reason, as soon as Danny saw the booth, she disappeared back into her room, and didn't reappear for another good ten minutes.
When she finally returned she had a handful of boxes and ducked behind the yearbook booth, hoping no one would notice her. With that said and done, she tucked herself onto the ground and began filling some of the lamer boxers (a piece of paper as a prize? Really? Who needed a 'life enchantment' anyways) with her tiny Rabo packages. She really thought this was a great prank guys.
Hopefully no one would notice her.Quote: YEARBOOK QUESTIONNAIRE All About You! Name: Danny Fitz Faction: Demon (Flame Demon) Dorm: click!Current Year: Date Enrolled: June 7th, 2011 If Y2, when did you become Y2?: Novemeber 14th 2011 If Y3, when did you become Y3?: May 14th 2012 Picture Time! Pictures of You: Year 2 | Year 1Pictures you'd like in Yearbook: Generic Shot, Couple Shot if you need one, Piggyback Rides yayYour Thoughts On~ (OPTIONAL) Classes: I mostly doodle and makes faces at Roch's during class ... One time I made this aweomse summoning circleField Trips: -leaves this blank- School Life: Maceball player, Bruteball player, Vice President of the Music Club, Fitness Club, Movie Club, C.L.I.F.F. Club ... Other: -- ((Would like a skeleton floresce! <3))
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:01 pm
Siobhan shuffled around campus, her long hair dragging behind her as usual. The banshee was lured toward the booth by the marvelous crowd that had gathered. Partly she was scared, unsure if she belonged with other people. However, her curiosity got the better of her.
Yearbook?
Siobhan stared at the sign, her head cranked back as far as it could go. "Yeaaaarbook. A book of years?" Siobhan pondered just what this book was, seeing other fill out forms. This seemed like serious business. Why didn't she know about it? Her inner gossip demanded she know!
"WHAT'S GOING OOOOON?" The banshee asked, very loudly.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:31 pm
Business had been slow for the bully. He had been pretty distract by creatively using his anger into his art that he hasn’t been able spread the message of anger and confusion among his fellow students. Fortunately for the ghost, it wasn’t difficult to find center of attractions around the school, and all he had to do was look for a victim. The slimer kept to himself while he leaned against the wall, not too far from a booth. His hands in his pockets, his head slightly down, to not attract attention from others, but his eyes were up, scanning the students who were gathering. It didn’t take too long for him to find someone. “You are correct my dear.” The ghost hovered to the screaming banshee and grinned. “It is a book of years, and they pictures of us, stealing a little bit of our souls, one year at a time.”
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:31 pm
Amrita was doing her best to not look totally horrified as the real reason for the pensnake bashing came to light. Riyo was...trying to knock it out on purpose...? B-but...but it was just---aaaaaa QnQ~
Luckily a distraction came and she stared at Riyo as she treated the gift box as a life bomb, torn between being thoroughly amused and completely horrified that bomb was actually a viable option. When she discovered her prize all she could do was shrug weakly; surgical mask. She ran out of things to put in the boxes, whoops. "It...It could come in handy...?" Grasping at straws, anyone? Roch seemed to distract Riyo after that, and she used it as an escape to get back to manning the booth...and the slew of new-to-the-booth people in the area.
"Glad to hear! Keep up the good work~" A dark hand pat Meixiang's shoulder as she moved past to the front of the booth again, being quite summoned by Jack and his apparently summoning wave.
"Hey there!" She greeted the new group of students, looking between Jack, Tomoko, Muka and Siobhan; of the group she only knew half of them, but there was nothing wrong with that. "Welcome to the Yearbook booth! Would any of you be interested in filling this out? It's just a--" Sio's shriek made her flinch, her smile faltering in surprise. "a... um, a little bit about yourself, your time at school and then you can vote for your friends for certain categories!" SAVED.
Luckily for Danny, Amrita didn't feel the need to call her out for messing with the boxes. Yet.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:35 pm
Catching the gesture, Shun kindly returned the motion. Some things hadn't changed with time at all.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:42 pm
Tomoko trailed along willingly with Jack, smiling brightly with her ball of stars tucked neatly into the crook of her other arm as the looked over the papers. Were they all filling things out? That seemed kinda nice!
However, like Jack, Tomoko waved at Jove. "Jove-kun! Do you know what they're doing?" she asked, pausing to flinch when the banshee's voice suddenly pierced through the air, her ears flattening just a bit. Oh lord that had been loud!
Amrita's explanation of what was happening was answered with bright eyes, though. "What do you think, Jack? Shall we?"
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