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 Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:39 pm
Okay she still loves Tomo-chan. heart
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:52 pm
*Mortimer* wants to get to know somebody!
Because even though the boil was getting tired, a mysterious force was going to compel him to socialize some more tonight.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 10:55 pm
Calder saw to, and if anyone asked, he'd point them to where he last saw the ghoul. He was a nice friend after all and Junko had been SO nice to him in the bathroom.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 11:01 pm
Jericho only saw the back of the heads of Riley and Shehk. But he knew. Somehow.
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 11:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 6:09 am
The angry lecture that Riyo gave the boil certainly answered whether or not he was making s**t up or not. Clearly, this guy was competition in more ways than one. Well, not so much anymore. Deacon had realized that cruelty, while getting a rise out of her, was certainly not a way into the ghoul's heart or even into her group of friends. Something he hadn't entirely cared about, really, until he'd learned more about her. Without her permission. He'd learned it nonetheless.
Gritting his teeth as Titus continued, he felt his fur bristling again. He wasn't afraid of this a*****e, that was for damn sure. Riyo wasn't the only one he was rubbing the wrong way, and the more he saw, the more the anger welled up inside him. He clutched tightly the arrow in his fist, so hard that his knuckles were turning white.
When Titus crossed the line, Deacon's eyes widened in shock and likely a decent bit of jealousy. Jealousy was a nice icing to top off his anger. He stood frozen, disbelieving what he was looking at.
Riyo's slap was like a bell calling him to action. He didn't even hear what she said to Titus. Deacon only saw the fact that she was upset. Upset enough that that b*****d had her in tears.
That was the final straw.
With a bellow of rage Deacon lunged at Titus like a creature possessed, arms outstretched and aiming the full of his weight at the boil's middle to be sure they'd both be taken to the floor. That arrogant smile wasn't going to form on his face again, the tabby determined. If he had to use fists to break his jaw or claws to shred his flesh, he would ******** make it so.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 7:46 am
Titus had to admit somewhere in the back of his mind kissing a ghoul was rather nice. Her lips were soft and warm though she wasn't by any means inviting. No instead he was thanked for his troubles and the honor of letting him kiss her with a smack across the cheek. It threw his head to the side rather violently, his stature thrown a little off balance as he took a few steps back. As his head whipped back around he saw the tears and the old Titus surfaced. How easily she was broken. He had just enough time for that grin to start to form when he felt something collide with his middle. " Oof!" For the second time in his short school year here, Titus had a boil lunge at him over a ghoul. He felt he was actually getting pretty far in his career and this time he didn't squeal like a ghoul. Deacon wasn't nearly as large as Herryk but that didn't make this any less fun. The nightmare demon had taken hits and thrashings, near death beatings, and worse. Deacon couldn't do anything he hadn't already experienced. So instead of panicking and going into full fight mode, Titus hit the ground attempted to roll with the feline in tow, a laugh starting to billow up in his throat. " Coming to the rescue, eh? Are you her Black Knight in shining armor?" He aimed an elbow here and a knee there hoping to push the feline back but he was too amused by the reaction to fight hard. No, in fact he was near giddy with this turn out. Titus was glad he had come today. " Maybe you're jealous? Don't worry Deacon, I can give you a kiss too if you like." This made Titus roar with laughter.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 7:49 am
Sammy raised an eyebrow where she sat with Siddie watching Junko streak by. She took a moment to excuess herself from her ghoul friend before walking over to glance at Rilodorichoehk cuddle monstrositie.
She pointed towards Junko and raised an eyebrow before shrugging and moving after the poor stressed ghoul.
"Junko? Junko! Wait up!" She made no remark about the bathroom she just simply followed after the ghoul till she stopped to listen to her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:33 am
It was official: Deacon was an idiot.
They were both idiots, really. Riyo watched the scene silently as it played out while wiping her eyes of any evidence that showed how upset she was. A numb indifference started washing over to save the ghoul from any more damage. The dull pain was still there. It would probably be there when she woke up tomorrow too.
She didn't need someone to punch Titus in the face. She had needed someone to comfort her. Shame the cat boil had missed such a rare chance.
Riyo thought about saying something snappy like 'Have fun rolling on the ground with another man' or 'I knew you two would enjoy each other's company', but what was the point really? They were having fun. Titus was laughing, Deacon was rolling. Who was she to interrupt such festivities?
While the feline still hadn't quite mastered her shape shifting, she knew the more upset she was, the more likely it was she could do it. With emotion levels through the roof, it only took her a moment to picture herself as a cat before she poofed into one. A small, slender black cat with long legs. The ghoul could move faster like this and escape with less attention.
She'd started walking away, glancing back only once before Riyo tried to flee. She was running away. Running away from something she couldn't handle. The sound of Hel's disappointment was practically echoing through her ears, but Riyo didn't think the Valkyrie could do much better if put in her paws.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:34 am
Junko would receive a text from Lizzy.Eight Junko! OAO Um.... Were you in the boil's bathroom with Seiji just now? It's okay, I won't tell! I love you, Soulmate! <333
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 9:45 am
*Evelyne-Aglaya* wants to get to know somebody!
Because she is lonely.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 2:24 pm
When he hit the ground, there was a small sense of victory. With Titus on the ground he could proceed to beat the snot out of him.
Deacon hadn't expected the response.
That terrible, mocking laughter. Mocking laughter at him.
The words in between didn't even matter.
"Shut up! Don't you ******** laugh at me!" Deacon bellowed, clawed fingers groping wildly for any part of the boil he could get a good grip on. He felt the jabs from the nightmare demon as they rolled, but he wasn't going to be shoved off. No, he wanted to make this jerk sorry that he'd upset Riyo like that. Deacon was just doing a grand job of it so far.
Amongst it all, it felt like his throat was closing up on him, his chest was tight and it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. That burning in his eyes was returning, anxiety welling up anew.
No. No, not now.
The tabby choked for breath, meanwhile struggling to reign back the terrifying sensation of what was well on its way to beginning. He closed his eyes tight against the very real fear that he was going to cry again, now blindly trying to find Titus' throat so he could choke that laughter into silence.
And when he suddenly remembered that he still had that broken wooden arrow clenched in one fist, he tried to put use to it, too. Too bad that with his eyes closed and his distress rising he was unable to aim or even put much strength behind trying to stab him with what weapon he had.
The only coherent thought screaming through his mind was:
WHY DID ALL OF THE HOLIDAYS TURN OUT TO BE SO WRONG?
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 4:10 pm
 A wild suspicious school nurse appeared, wondering why students were respawning in her office
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 4:11 pm
Jericho suddenly felt very very very very scared.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 4:22 pm
Cricket also had her spraybottle handy in case she needed to get some students off of each other like she'd had to up in her office earlier. Because that had not been appropriate at all.
Which left an armed Cricket in a room with a bunch of status-effected students and some students who were fighting on the floor.
And a mysterious dragon-coocoon.
What was going on.
Srs Cricket face was Srs.
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