|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:20 am
Being that this was his first visit to any booth beyond his own, Mort was both a touch self-conscious and a bit amped at the same time - that was the personal social anxiety and the instinctual zombie need to find crowds fighting it out there. But he was there already, so there was little point hanging about like a hooded creeper, right?
Gaaaah, but he felt like a first year again in this festival, all left feet and and awkward smiles.
He distracted himself with examining the birds until one of them decided to wiggle out. Uh. Uhhhhhhh. He was obligated to help now right?
Only the hatchling was particularly fast in comparison to his slow reflexes. Ho boil, this might take a while.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Barefoot Necromancer generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
1!
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:23 am
Okay. He could do this. All he had to do was stop putting the bird in the jacking second cage! Taking a deep breath, Edgar gathered himself, before putting the bird into the first cage. It didn't protest nearly as much, and Edgar was certain this was the proper cage. He closed the latch, and sighed in relief.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Barefoot Necromancer rolled 1 100-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-100)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:26 am
Bird back in the cage, Edgar sighed in relief before looking at Sparrow. "You should watch them better. If they keep breaking loose, they could get hurt."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-8)
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:27 am
Okay, Mort, just think of this like hunting. You got the reflexes. It's just the timing that mattered.
. . . Which he also failed to grasp, just as he equally failed to nab Balthazar as he ran between the zomboil's legs with a cluck. But at least the minipet wasn't hard to find thanks to all the brilliant plumage?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:33 am
"Mrrrr . . ." He tried to coax the hatcling closer with a hand gesture. "'Ve got some food from Mom in pocket!"
This seemed to pique Balthazar's interest, and he drew close enough for Mort to get into an immovable Death Grip with a small cry of victory. Food was always the way to go when it came to solving problems Totally.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:33 am
Sparrow turned a blue-eyed gaze to the first boil and smiled a bit sheepishly.
"Yes, you're quite right," he said with a laugh, and shook his head. "I'm afraid they're a bit stubborn, aren't they? Balthazar was the one who wanted to come, and then the others wouldn't let him leave by himself, so I just had to bring all three, and now they've gone and caused such a ruckus."
Even as he was speaking, Balthazar had managed to wriggle his way out again. Rolling his eyes a bit, Sparrow reached across the booth and plucked a token from a basket near the edge, turning towards Edgar.
"Thank you for your help, though," he said cheerfully. "I hope you've enjoyed your time at the festival so far! Oh, and if you would be so kind as to take one of these - " He handed the boil a pin. " I would be most grateful."Achriya EDGAR STOP TRYING TO STICK BALTHAZAR INTO CHIPPER'S CAGE /laughing really hard/ Congrats! You have won a token! Thank you for playing! C8 <3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
2!
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:39 am
With the third time once again being the charm, Mort turned to try and get Balthazar back into his cage, the minipet twitching in his grasp. At least he's not a cat, the zomboil thought wryly, imagining a wriggling Binx clawing him until he was nothing more than shredded flesh.
Apparently Mort also wasn't very observant about what had happened before, because once again poor Balthazar was subjected to the attempt to get him into Chipper's cage. The hatchling squawked indignantly and pecked Mort on the head hard enough to make him stagger back with a yelp.
Zombies really liked Chipper's cage okay. 8V
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
1!
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:43 am
This zomboil, however, managed to get Balthazar into the correct one on the second try, because Jackin' hell beaks were painful. The minipet seemed to be innocently preening himself behind bars, and Mort passed him a small scowl as he rubbed the sore spot on his head.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:44 am
"Well, the fact that they wanted to come is a sign they're attached to you, so that's a plus." Edgar nodded, smiling politely as he took the pin, glancing at it before carefully pocketing it. "Good luck with your campaign."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
72
Total: 72 (1-100)
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 11:59 am
Well with that particular endeavor out of the way, at least the social anxiety barrier had been breached. He turned to Sparrow and pushed his glasses up, still wincing slightly. "Clever things, minipets . . . If prefer, could look into latch problems since keep escaping." Although he would still be a bit hesitant around the hatchling's in particular because beak; he was less inclined to be worried those three would get hurt so much as the festival visitors and students.
Hearing the tail end of Sparrow's conversation with the other zomboil, Mort pitched in, "Know what you mean, though. Lanna n-needed be center've action, n' Lancelot wouldn't stop following at heels until he could too." The small pink head of a rogue kushi-kushi appeared from his hoodie's flaps, blinked at the reaper, and then ducked back down. Mort, none the wiser, made a vague gesture to the booth with a smile. "Mrrr, VP mm? Good luck. Hear incumbent is running for second term."kurmato Hi have a refAnd another hair ref since his hoodie's eating it
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 12:24 pm
"Yes, I consider myself quite lucky," said Sparrow, and gave the boil a wave and a thanks before turning to the other zomboil that seemed to be wrestling with Balthazar - yet again.
"This one's certainly a troublemaker," he laughed agreeably. "And that would be very kind of you, thank you."
Holding out a hand, Sparrow smiled, eyes flickering towards the little pink minipet that was peering at him, and said, "My name's Sparrow, by the way - might I ask for your name, good sir?"
He lifted a brow, blinking a little. "Is he now?" he said lightly. "Well, then I wish him luck in his campaign as well. Are you running, or just visiting?"Ol-j-man Congrats! You have won a derpy doodle! Please quote me with refs. <:
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:00 pm
"Deal," he said with a smile, taking the reaper's hand and shaking. "A-After festival, though, 've got to man booth else minies'll go wreck things." Or people would steal the little trinkets he'd worked on. Or Gregory would eat them.
"Good sir" made him laugh a bit, though. Guess the flyers about politeness weren't kidding! "Mortimer McNeal, but Mort is short; don't need added title. Runnin' for Secretary," the zomboil introduced, adding sheepishly, "Well, er, m-more like standing in. M'told no-one else ran for it this time, or at least didn't see others on way over. Was kinda lookin' forward to competition honestly." It gave the straight week he had dedicated to making things for his booth feel a bit like a hollow victory.
"You're, ah . . . from Scario Kart Club, yes?" Mort prompted, and then went on in a lower tone. "N' remember you from siege o-on Coats not too long ago. Mrrrr, Main Headquarters, yes? How've been doing since?"kurmato I'll edit in his ref into the rolling post once Pach finishes his art, which shouldn't be long now. ouob
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Kaiyumi rolled 1 8-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-8)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:31 pm
"Sparrow!"
The baku beamed as she trotted up to her friend's booth, though she looked a little...cold, one could say. After a certain mishap at a snow-covered booth, the ghoul had ended up with a dress full of snow. Despite this, however, she seemed genuinely pleased to find that her reaper friend had a booth for Fright Night.
"Oh--you're running for Vice President! Do you think I can have one of your pins to stick onto my obi, then?" Because, you know, it was always good to support a friend! And she was certain that Sparrow would be a wonderful vice pres--
...
"Sparrow, I, uh. Your minipet. It's..." Wide-eyed, she made a gesture towards the pretty hatchling as it proceeded to escape from it's cage. Again (though Xiu didn't know that).
Welp.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Kaiyumi rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:37 pm
UH. OKAY Xiu didn't have any experience in taking care of bird minis (nevermind trying to catch them) but she certainly couldn't just stand around as one of them escaped! What would they do if something happened to it while it was flying around out here?
"I-I'll help catch him, Sparrow! U-uh..."
Somehow.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Kaiyumi rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:42 pm
In the end, Xiu settled for trying to coax the mini over instead of chase after it, crouching down trying to urge it to approach her.
She might have pelted him with compliments about how beautiful he was too, just in case that worked. In the end, all she did was wait until he was close enough before she reached out and firmly but gently picked him up, her hands carefully holding down his wings so that he couldn't waving them and struggle too much until she got him back into his cage.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
