Olivia looked happy when he commented on her cloths. sSe was confused, well, so was he, but they were going to another world and doing some exploring and stuff he was good with that.
"To adventure." He stepped up to the portal and hopped on through, following the others, not sure what to expect.
The first step was a dozy. With his wings pinned and his tail forced awkwardly to his side Andrew's balance was completely off. he fell spiraling through the portal and landed flat on his back... staring at.... what was that? He heard a low moo and got up quickly trying not to get stepped on by the large beast. Huh... cow. He tried to brush off the worst of the dirt and mud. No one saw that right?
"Yeah defiantly cows I'd say."
chirigami
Ice Queen rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-6)
Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 8:35 am
Roch looked at the last few of the people still in Halloween. "I wouldn't take too much longer t'jump," he told them easily. "If you're gonna jump at all, that is." He looked excited. He was. It'd been like, forever since he'd seen his bro, Bubba, and he wanted to see what other Halloweeners thought of the strange place.
He stepped onto the little black hat at the base of the tree, his hand on the door frame as he looked into the darkness. Then he glanced back--not at the students and horseman, but in the direction of the school. "I'll be back," he said softly.
Then he jumped.
He'd expected corn, Roch thought as he landed on his butt. He'd been planning on the fall being cushioned by cornstalks--hadn't even bothered trying to land on his feet. But this--
"Well... s**t," he said as he found himself face to face with a cow. "Wasn't expecting this..." The cow said... nothing, because a line like "The cow said moo" is way too cliche.
"Sup guys?" he called as he got to his feet. "Nobody got killed on the way down? No rabid cows?"
Sin couldn't quite manage to keep looking so dour with Belladonna being so excited, the ghoul was positively infectious. She sighed as Roch explained the need for a disguise and set about looking through the clothes. Ugh, it was all so coarse and unrefined. She shifted through the piles until she pulled out what could be deemed an acceptable outfit. Pulling on the hat with a slight tug on the brim she turned and smiled at Belladonna.
"You look wonderful, but of course at this point I think you could make anything look good."
She didn't bother with covering her skin, wings, or spikes. The skin because she didn't want to clog her pores or mar her gorgeous complexion, and the wings and spikes because these were her defenses.
She froze for a moment when she looked at Mort and the new look Bella had given him. It made her feel on edge to see him like that, she waited for some flowery speech from him until she shook her head. Mort did not give flowery speeches, he was an undead who mumbled out insightful commentary, but he was not a king...not her king. Yet the second it was time to move she decided she'd best jump in or risk losing track of her friends.
She looked at the turkey shaped hole of darkness and bit her lip, oh please let this be a safe and easy trip. She stepped in and gasped at the sensation before landing flat on her butt.
"Oof!" She winced and stood up slowly gingerly rubbing her backside and looking around. Bovine? She cringed at the scent of the creatures and tried to move away from the nearest one which was chewing in the most disgusting manner.
AyeAvast
Ol-j-man
Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 5:38 pm
Cows. There were cows as far as the eye can see, large, stinky, and starting to get (haha, more like already were) nervous. Roch frowned, trying to see an easy way out of it. He stepped forward, only to run into another cow moving forward--who bumped into another, then another. A startled moo came, followed by another.
"Okay, guys, I dunno what'll happen if we startle them too much, but I'm pretty sure they weigh a s**t-ton, and it'd hurt t'be kicked by them," he said. "So keep quiet an' try an' find a way out, alright?" He took a careful step forward--right into a pile of cow crap. "Jackdammit, these are my favorite boots..."
OOC
ESCAPE FROM COW... Mountain? IDEK All these strange looking, smelling, and potentially biting creatures just landed in their herd, and the cows aren't very happy about it!
To get out of the herd:
- Roll either 1d20 3 times, or 3d20 - On a range of 1 (didn't get noticed at all) to 20 (a cow just tried to kick you!) add your scores together. If you've rolled 40 or less in total, you've escaped the herd! If over, well, just hope you're the noisiest one.
-Keep a total of EVERYONE'S rolls! If everyone's rolls total out to less than 550, you're home free! If not, well--
Sin was in no mood to deal with bovine, but she was just going to have to suck it up because she was surrounded by the jack damn beasts. Luckily despite landing on her rear she had managed to keep out of any cow pies. Ugh what disgusting creatures this Thanksland had! She pushed one of the cows and wriggled to get past it, the intrusive animal actually chose that moment to snort. Sin thought she felt a slight mist of...something slimy along her arm.
Grumbling under her breath she continued to carefully pick her way through the large creatures managing not to rile the herd too much. She let out an indignant snarl as one of the cow tails whacked into her hip. The cow eyed her somewhat disgruntled before continuing to chew and ignore her. She held her breath as she gingerly stepped over a large cow present and then looked ahead. Oh thank jack an opening away from this herd of stinking beasts!
She carefully writhed past another cow getting only a look before she jerked herself out away from the cows and promptly started to brush off. She should have brought along some of her perfume. She used a fringed cuff to wipe the moist spot on her arm and carefully plucked a single strand of long grass off her pants. With that she waved her hand under her nose for a moment and tried to calm herself down before she started yelling at anyone. She'd signed up for this after all...she just had to make the best of it now that she was here.
"I hate those...cows" She mumbled to herself and added them to a growing list of things from other lands she disliked. Why would anyone want to live anywhere but Halloween?
Whatever the gross stuff of on the bottom of her boots had been, it had finally scrapped off on the grass. The red skinned ghoul was still pouting, unable to wipe the look from her face if she tried. A cow was facing her and slowly moo'd at Michi rather loudly. The smoke demonness scowled at the thing and moo'd back at it at a lower level, not liking this place at all. She backed up from that beast into another, bumping into it with a bit of force. The thing swiveled around and kicked at her, Michi only managed to get away with a little bit of a yell. Finally only one of those horrible black and white large, stupid beasts was in the way of her and freedom, but this one paid her no mind at all.
She scampered out of the way of all the large, silly creatures, and stood a good distance away from them while still keeping an eye on the group. This wasn't turning out to be the worst trip ever, but it also wasn't the best. After all, where was all the partying? There wasn't any music or anything, and suddenly the ghoul wished she had brought her eyepod so she could have been doing something decent besides standing around. At least there were some cute boils to eyeball, even if they weren't exactly flirting back.... yet.
Fai stood, shaking the poo off of his foot and lifting his bottle to his lips. He took a drink (more to cover the stench, although honestly he was rather glad it wasn't pigs) before he started forward cautiously. Maybe. Honestly, he was more intent on his bottle than what he was doing--
And he ran straight into the butt of a cow. The cow, shocked by the sensation of FEAR, let out a shocked moo and bucked, kicking out at the horseman. Fai stumbled back, barely getting away from the kick.
"Ah, I do believe this end is dangerous," he called out to the others.
He waited patiently for a while, suffering the wet nose that nudged at his stomach and chest. When it seemed that no help was forthcoming however, Mmur gathered his breath and bellowed back at the beast, trying his hardest to match the cries he'd heard her sisters employ. The cow scooted away, as well as a cow could scoot, and the horseman was left alone. Alone, and covered in mud. So much for his nice new clothes. Mmur shucked off his shirt and tossed it in the mud. He paid particular attention to the animal that was trying to pummel Fai to death, sliding his gaze to the cow nearest him when he determined that the first was too far away to do him any damage. He was going to have to be very, very quiet in order to get out of here unscathed. Maybe it would be best if he lost the boots too.
Several minutes later, he had moved forward quite a bit and he was looking over the cows again, muddy boots hooked over his fingers. Seeing a clear spot between two of the animals, he spryly hopped forward, grinning as he sidestepped a number of them without incident.
He paused again, briefly assessing the next leg of this short journey. The cows were packed more tightly here, and when he tried to dart through their ranks, he ended up face to face with one. It stared at him, chewing endlessly, and he reached out and pressed a dirty finger to its cheek. "Why do you chew?" he whispered. The cow mooed softly. The other cows nearby replied, but they didn't otherwise stir. "Ah," Mmur said. He moved on.
His goal loomed ahead, the way he needed to go more clear now than it had been previously. He sped up again, making it through to relative safety with little more than another soft nudge by some cow's nose. Mmur turned, casting a broad grin at the herd. He had made it.
His eyes flickered to the rest of the group as they fell around him then to the leader of this little field-trip. Weighed a shitton? That seemed like an understatement, these beast were large and smelly and kept mooing. Though the idea of getting out of here before he too stepped on something was very very appealing and so he attempted to quietly and carefully make his way out of the heard.
Spinar managed to escape the herd with not much more than a few rough grunts from the beast and a swat to his side with ones large thick tail. Stupid creatures, he grumbled inwardly as he stood off to the side. Watching the other students try to escape a smirk formed and he barely held in a laugh as a few of them were kicked at.
Startle them? Well, Olivia really didn't want to do that at all (even though, that was kind of what they did. Scare things). All the little ghoul wanted to do was touch one, and maybe keep one if it would be allowed. It probably wasn't, but it was a nice thought.
Olivia put her stalker tendencies to a good use, or at least to good practice as she wove her way past the cows as best she could. She twisted an turned, dodged and avoided as best she could. A few of the cows turned their attentions to her with a bland and annoyed look on their features but otherwise thankfully paid her no mind (or, well maybe she wanted them to at least. Maybe.. follow her home or something).
But she was out, unharmed by the cattle. And waited for the others.
Quote:
roll one: 6 roll two: 7 roll three: 10 total: 23 - SAFE! group total: 185 (as my calculator tells me)
Fai took more care this time, brushing against one cow's flank as he kept going, his wine bottle in the air over his head. "Roch, boil, you DO know what we're doing here, don't you?" he called over to the student that he enjoyed teasing so much.
"Pretty sure I do," Roch said almost cheerfully. "Course I only had to deal with one cow at a time the last time I came, but there ain't that big of a difference between one an' thirty, right?"
Right?
Fai's Tally Roll 1: 20 Roll 2: 8 Roll 3: Total: Group Total: 190
The said cows were looking rather restless, Andrew decided that getting his tail out of them was probably the best idea. He bumped into a cow or two on the way out, his balance tossed off by the fact his wings were still covered, but he managed to escape the herd alright. He followed some of the others and went to stand with them, preferring not to be alone at the moment. With his tail still in the lantern he felt stupid, so he remained quiet for now.
Roll 1: 17 Roll 2: 9 Roll 3: 5 Total: 31 Group Total: 221
Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 6:24 pm
"Oye!" a loud voice called to the group. "Roch, you annoying b*****d, what are you doin' to the cows??" A large teenage boil dressed in overalls stood at the edge of the herd. He was massive, almost as wide as he was tall, and he was well over six feet tall.
"Sup, Bubba!" Roch called back. "We're trying to get out!"
"Then quit screwing around and do it already," Bubba said. He headed to the side and started scattering something that was probably food on the ground and the cows wandered towards it. That left the group with only cow patties to avoid as Bubba waved them over.
The harvester looked at them for a long moment, then looked at Roch. "Wings?" he finally asked.
"What, you don't got wings here?" Roch asked blankly.
"Not in these parts," Bubba admitted. "Oh well, we'll tell them it's ethnic. Now! If you would follow me, my Ma's decided that any friend of Roch's is family and turned out quite a spread for greeting!"
"... food?" Roch said, looking rather uncomfortable.
"Yeah. You did warn them, right?" Bubba said as he led the way.
"Sortta?"
OOC
We're heading across the field to a large ranch style house and red barn, feel free to rp them getting there! Once there there's a large table out in front of the house covered with platters of food that looks really tasty!
But be warned, if your character eats the food, they'll be under the GRACE effects for an IC day! That means positive thoughts all the way and no NA or weapon summoning--/lockdown on your FEAR!
Or... you could just throw it at people>D
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 10:52 am
Sin looked up and had to work very hard not to turn her nose up at the boil who appeared, between the overalls and the informal greeting…ugh. She glanced at Belladonna and Mort, right she had come to be a good friend…the type of friend who didn't cut and run when things got rough. She watched as he scattered something and the cows suddenly dissipated. Oh of course, where had he been when they had first landed in this disgusting bovine mass?
Wings?
She felt her own start to spread a little but kept them closed against her back and huffed lightly.
"Well…how kind of his…Ma." She managed to keep a faint smile pasted on, but there was a tension she could barely mask.
Sin walked alongside Belladonna hoping that the witches cheerful demeanor would keep her feeling equally lighthearted. She glanced at the barn and the large table set out, well didn't that look nice. At least they had some manners providing a delightful looking spread for guests. Her outlook of Thanksland or was it ThankYouTown? Thanksgiving? Yes, yes that last one sounded right. Her outlook of the place lifted a bit and her smile settled naturally.
She looked at Bubba and held out a hand, "How gracious of her to lay out such a lovely meal, we must convey our gratitude of course. I am Sin Err, you can call me Sin."