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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 5:48 pm
Riley tried, she tried so very hard, not to laugh when G bent in and licked Ashford's helmet. The best she could do was to laugh, thick and hearty, in her own mind - without anyone being able to hear it but herself. It worked, even though her eyes were brimming with mirth, and she was shaking slightly.
How does he taste, G? She had to ask, but her laughter seeped out in the words.
It's very nice to meet you, Ashford. Her voice still sounded like she was amused, but the laughter was contained. She appreciated the solid grip his hand gave, though. Strong friends made strong allies. Very nice.
She noticed that people seemed to be taking charge of this havoc-riddled congregation. Oh, are they beginning the games? Should we ready our weapons? She REALLY had no idea how this game was played.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:01 pm
Coralie cocked her head a little, seeming curious about the other ghoul's reaction. Well, if she didn't quite get the game she would soon enough. It was just a shame she was the one to start, then. Cora wasn't exactly going to give her something harmless, like spinning in a circle or something. Or at least, it wouldn't be her intent to give her something easy anyway. You never knew with some people.
"Alright then, Claire," she said, continuing to grin. "I Dare you...to close your eyes, stand up, spin around, bend down and eat the first thing you pick up. This is all without uncovering your eyes, mind you." Shame she didn't know Claire was a demoness of gluttony...she might have picked something else.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:15 pm
"Truth or Dare," Barth said, "and I'll have you know I am a...err, that is, I can network. I am a demon. It's within my capabilities." Sort of. When he wasn't sleeping.
It looked like Claire was up first, anyway. And she picked a dare. That involved eating something. First-rate challenge for a Gluttony demon.
Barth wasn't sure (as far as pick your poison went) whether he was more of a truth or dare kind of guy. Dare involved doing things, but he wasn't exactly a straight and narrow honest sort either.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:16 pm
Ashford desperately hoped that G hadn't left any trace of saliva on his precious headpiece, and ran his gloved fingers along the edges with a bit of nervousness, wincing when they came back a little sticky.
He couldn't see her mirth, not in her eyes, but had gotten (sort of) adept at reading body language. Enough to know when someone was pleased, at least. Not being able to see faces
"Let me extend the same sentiments, Riley," he said, lips turning up in a hidden, toothy grin. "And...to you as well, G," Ash said with a bob of the metal helmet, the point slowly turning to face those who had organized the gathering.
The leaders, he supposed. Well, he was good at listening, and stretched out on the ground, lanky legs in pinstriped pants resting in the tall grass.
"I suppose," he said, tapping his Great Knife. "Would it be a weapon with games?" Ashford mused idly in response to Riley's question.
But no, it seemed. Truth or Dare, a game of questions and, generally, embarrassment. He sat quietly, listening to the first dare.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:21 pm
Whatever thoughts this boil had about Junko she was very oblivious to, playing idly with a bit of her own hair that hat wrapped itself around her neck; it wasn't a painful gesture, it was merely Her being a brat about being muffled up. She was going to move and touch anything She damn well pleased! "Wow! That is really new! It's nice to meet you, Nyrrikki. I'm Junko, this is Yaya..annnnd this is Carthusia?" She looked to the demon for confirmation of this before turning back to find he was offering her his hand. O-oh...a handshake? He wasn't a demon, right? Junko looked wary for a moment, a minute glance cast in Riley direction before she finally let go of Yaya to shake hands with the boil.
"You picked a good night to come out, I think. With so many of us in one spot. Oh! The game's starting!" She chirped, letting go of Nyrrikki to hold onto Yaya's arms again while she turned her attention to Cora and Morton. Eat..the first thing she picked up? She hoped that ghoul picked up something edible.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:23 pm
Riley started paying attention to how the game was played, and the title of truth or dare suddenly clicked. She looked very clearly disappointed.
Is that all this is? Her voice murmured quietly, reaching only those physically closest to her - such as Ashford, G, and Christof. We're going to ask each other questions or try to make someone do something embarrassing? That sounds like every day of my life. Why would all of these students gather together on the grounds in the middle of the night just to do something they could do to each other whenever they wanted? A perfectly cloudy night like this one should be used for rarer events, like summoning a foul monster from the dead, or perhaps putting one back in it's grave. She leaned back on G, slumping slightly.
Wake me when it's my turn.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:25 pm
Christof had resigned to quietly mope on the far side of G and Riley as more and more ghouls flocked to Barth... save for the one that owned the horrible little Christmas Pet he had failed to rid them of. A prickling on the back of his neck told him that DeathCharm had probably followed Amrita here too... if the two came together, would there be some sort of Christmas summoning? He hoped not. Trepidation grew inside him all the same as he fidgeted with a stick in the dirt, and it took some time before he even noticed the new Student that had engaged his Mistress in conversation- he couldn't hear her half, after all, he had assumed the strange helmeted boil was addressing someone else.
It was a strange helmet, if it could be called that, and the hunchback wasn't sure what to make of it, peering around Gargantuan with a critical look, twisting his head this way and that to try to peer underneath. His hair, at least, had somewhat calmed down from G's.... greeting... although it was still a bit sticky.
I have never played a game like this, Mistress! It doesn't sound terribly challenging. Christof was not ready to let his main means of translation fall asleep, it would seem.
edit: Nio posted as I hit send I suppose! XD added on!
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:30 pm
Ren let out a snort, shaking his head. "I think we all have our moments," he replied to LW, absently tugging at the braid in his hair. She had moved her own tail from his lap now, curling the fluffy scarlet fur around her ankles as she looked at him.
"Nope," he answered. "I don't know anybody." Ren gave a shrug, rubbing the back of his neck. "Figured this might be a good idea to meet new people. You know, get out, have some fun, have some booze. Go crazy."
The gryphon's gaze slid towards the skeleton - Morton - eying the bag of candy he tossed into the circle. He gave a nod of gratitude back at him, but didn't move from his spot. The game had started, and the first up was a small girl whom Coralie had called Claire (he thought).
"Or maybe I'll just, you know, leave before I get tangled up in this or forced to stand on my head or something."
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:31 pm
Claire was very very confused.
"You want me to..." Her eyes widened as she understood. "Oh! Is this the game? It's not very hard... Ok then."
Claire stood up. It was a bit awkward being the center of attention, but she got over it soon enough.
She turned around, and then bent down to pick something up. She felt it between her fingers. But... It couldn't be. No... NOOOOO. Opening her eyes, she saw the thing in her hand was...
A Follyjox.
"Uhm... You guys can't tell Hamburger about this, ok?"
Nobody knew who hamburger was.
Out of her bag, she took some salt and pepper and sprinkled it above the follyjox.
Her stomach opened, and she dropped the follyjox in.
CRUNCH.
Strangely delicious.
"Who's next?" She said politely, now a bit more full.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:36 pm
Riley opened one eye when she heard Christof's voice in her head - just in time to see a follyjox disappear into the large mouth-stomach of a wee student.
Oh, wait, this looks like a fun game after all. She hoped she got the same dare.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:37 pm
Nyyrikki's handshake was gentle but firm, and he let her go freely when her attention was pulled away, just as his was.
"I'd hope so. A party like this... well, I'd be disappointed if something didn't come of it." He shrugged his shoulders and pulled his knees up to his chin to allow himself more comfort. His chains, hidden beneath his hoodie, rattled noisily, but he hardly noticed. It was more strange when he didn't hear them.
He narrowed his eyes slightly as the dare was called and he wasn't sure whether to be horrified or delighted when what she picked up was a follyjox. Nevertheless, he let out a disbelieving snort of a laugh as it dropped into her stomach-mouth-thing. "No way!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:43 pm
Carthusia cringed. Really? That was probably someone's pet. Someone's beloved pet that just got crunched by Claire's stomach. But she couldn't let that show, not in front of her peers. "Nice one, Claire. What's it taste like?" she asked, popping open a Spider Cola. She handed one to Yaya as well. As a fellow demoness, they had certain respects to pay to one another!
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:43 pm
Oh wow, that was... uhm, wow. Actually, Morton had no words to describe the scene as he watched the poor Folyjox vanish inside the girl's er... stomach, "Something tells me she got off easy on that one," alas, the grin that slowly began to spread across his face seemed to indicate that at least he found the scene interesting. That was good enough for him, "Okay then, I believe I'm going next," he paused for a moment, turning his glowy green eyes to the crowd around him before extending one long, bony wing finger in Junko's direction.
Morton vaguely recalled her from Sex-ed, and figured he'd start off with a familiar face, "Okay then, Junko, Truth or Dare?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:51 pm
Arriving with cider and grinning like a fool feeling happy to know his friends were about, Israfel set the cider where it was in reach...for him. "Just...no more then a sip is needed. This is...Hard." He looked at Riley. "Super hard." One sip and you'd be buzzed. Two for slightly drunk. Three...and...yeah, few could remain good after three. Nodding to Ren he offered one of the two bottles. "One sip for a buzz, two for a good time and three for memory loss the next morning." Earwings fell back. "It's good for spiking drinks. Not that I've done it! It just is." He only knew from experimenting in his dorm. Trying it on others? No thanks. One Pink Elephant was enough thank you very much. Ren did make the siren a tad curious. "Are you new? I haven't seen you before." Looking the boil up and down Israfel smiled. "I like your sense of fashion."
Turning around to find Riley, G, Lucien or any of his other friends Israfel's sight was assaulted.
A demon ate a follyjox...
"....I hope that was one of the wild ones." Still, eyes looked at the second mouth on the girl. "......And I thought I'd seen weird things in Christmas!" That he'd only muttered to himself of course. Scooting towards the mindflayer he took his spot, feathers fluffing out to show his happy nature.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:54 pm
Before Dasher could flail or panic at being hoisted up towards G, Colette looked at the apparent leader(s?) and the beginnings of the game, and just assumed she was obviously supposed to join in the circle.
She turned back to G, still uneasy at the fact she had marched over and interrupted his friend section, and apologized. "Uh.. sorry, I guess I should go sit down. Thanks again." She had come and gone so swiftly, and it was actually what she preferred over awkwardly poking her way into their space.
The Reaper pulled Dasher close and looked about to figure out where to sit before she decided to just go to, what she figured was, the least crowded area. She wasn't even sure who she sat near, but Dasher's fidgeting leg kicking them probably didn't make the student very happy about her arrival.
Colette hadn't managed to catch what had just happened with the game, she was too busy whispering "I'm so sorry" to whoever Dasher just assaulted; but if she had, the ghoul would have probably held a tighter grip on Dasher and wondered what the heck she got herself into.
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