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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 10:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 11:06 pm
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"STTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOPPPPP!!"
A very large, and MORE DISGRUNTLED THAN USUAL Cupid Gnome stormed into the scene, disgusted by what he saw.
"WHAT IN JACK'S NAME ARE YOU ALL DOING! I didn't say you should use those arrows yet, they're not tested! You're ruining EVERYTHING! All my wonderful plans are being destroyed by amateurs! AMATEURS!!!!"
He ranted and raved, successfully keeping everyone's attention off of the odd man over at the refreshment booth, until finally he lifted his own arrows and shot one straight into the sky. It burst into glitter and rainbows, falling upon everyone at the party. The mood lightened to one of frivolity, except for those already affected by arrows.
... and it also made everyone very very thirsty.
"NOW GET BACK TO PARTYING, ALL OF YOU!" He growled, huffed, puffed, and stormed off.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 11:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:01 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:30 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:35 am
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He indeed let her go enough to let her find her feet, but still kept bobbing and wiggling and flapping his wing and smiling fondly. Drunk on inebriating brain chemical altering substances? I do not drink, silly Mistress, I was not built for it! He, yes, giggled, unable to stop himself from picking up two of her tentacles to merrily and gently dance back and forth with, Drunk on the brilliance that is my sweet, beautiful Mistress's lovingly dictating face? Yes yes yes! And he began humming again in the back of his throat, twirling himself under the captured tentacles as though they were her hands before then promptly wriggling his hips back and forth in that fashion he had seen some young boils with their trousers hanging off of their bottoms do to some very lovely ghouls with very lovely parts on the skelevision. Tell me what you want, Mistress, what you really, really want~
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:41 am
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Riley's temper was only relieved by the mood altering substance that had fallen mere moments ago - otherwise, she was sure she would be ripping his arms out for touching her tentacles so boldly just now. As it was, she slowly slid the one on the left out of his hand, and gave him a very severe look.
I want you to stop acting like this, Christof. You're confusing me, and you're probably confusing Amrita, to be quite honest. She couldn't see the ghoul, but she knew that Christof's behavior looked bad. If you're not inebriated, then what? Have you taken any substances, licked any toads, breathed in any toxic fumes?
She felt his head, but quickly remembered he was undead - his temperature wouldn't matter.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 12:47 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 1:08 am
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