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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:31 pm
"But that's impossible!" He squeaked. How could they survive in a world of homo? Especially when even their owners were infected? They were doomed! Doomed unless--
"A fort!"
The idea of having a safe haven for them granted the carbuncle enough relief to allow his curiousity to show. "Can we really build it? Wait--how do we build a anti-homo fort? Won't we need to find some purified homo free ground to build it on first? Can it really survive a homopacalypse?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:37 pm
"That's easy." The kid rolled his eyes. "It's a good thing someone here is smart. See, I watched my owner handle these Runes all the time, each one does spells and things. For example, one of them will heal you, and another will ward things away. I just happen to remember which one was the defensive rune, but I can only use it once because if I use it again it wont have as much power as the first one so we have to choose our first location carefully."
He leaned over on the table and dipped his finger into a flipped over burger. "This table is now our anti-homo fortress, you are not to let anyone inside, or under the table do you understand?" Slowly, he began to write a sigil using purely mustard, ketchup, and a bit of relish on the top of the table. It looked like a wobbly smiley face combined with the letter K. "There! As long as we have this sign on the top of the table our table will be homo free. Anyone Homo who touches it will be cursed forever."
Satisfied, he slid himself under the table. "Well, what are you waiting for, come hide!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:53 pm
She grinned at the other ghoul, despite herself. No body image issues - plucky and surprising. "Well, you know, he listens, but sometimes he has 'accidents'. You should call yours back. This is a training exercise, right? Maybe you can teach him to play fetch." She grinned and winked at her hunter. Wash grimaced. All those times he'd used her as a projectile suddenly came rushing back. Sally just shook her head at the comment about her OWN figure. "I'll keep that in mind." She patted the other girl on the knee in a sort of friendly fashion, but her attenion was elsewhere - narrowed eyes scanning the cafeteria. Hmmm. "Be right back."She skipped off, and Wash was forced to follow - but not before he gave Saliva an apologetic wave. ((SORRY IT'S my bedtime orz didn't wanna leave u hangin'))
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:58 pm
"You don't sound sure," he countered, on the attack now. Cain hadn't moved from where she'd left him standing, but he followed her with his eyes, gaze demanding her attention, unwilling to let her back herself out of this conversation. He had a feeling that there was far more to her that she wasn't revealing; the demon was not fooled by this childish attempt at a distraction, ignoring how she scooped up another bowl of food. The fact that she did not attack him, but someone else only confirmed to him that she was attempting to break away from him for whatever reason. Perhaps because his comment had instilled some sort of doubt in her?
He doubted it. Sincerely. She didn't seem the type to be embarrassed either. Not when she was blatantly attracting attention with her juvenile game.
So instead he tried a different tactic. The demon wasn't quite sure it would work, but if not, he had plenty of time.
"Well. When you figure it out, you come find me, sweetheart," he finally replied with a little smirk, one which became hidden as he turned towards the door. Petra would be annoyed that he'd left, but she'd get over it. He still had her cell phone, after all. And if the ghoul didn't feel like playing right now, there were plenty of places to explore, he was quite certain.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:03 am
"Hey! I'm smart too!" He complained, but piped down as the other boil explained.
This was new for him. His own owner never showed him these things. But it was pretty amazing what you could learn.
Burgers can save people!
"You know a lot about fighting homos! It's like you're a pro, or something!" While Noah went about drawing the protective runes, Locke kept a watchful eye on the other homos in the room, holding them off with a fork. Just long enough for Noah to finish his masterpiece.
"We're saved!" He breathed a sigh of relief, crawling under beside the other boil. Just in time too. Just as he pulled his tail under, the cafeteria doors swung open and a homo ( aka the infected owner who had been tipped off about a carbuncle in the premises ) was standing in the entrance.
"NO HOMOS ALLOWED!" He snarled and lobbed a discarded bowl of pudding at his owner.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:06 am
((That's fine. Heading to bed too.))
She laughed a bit. "And ruin my fun? I've TRIED to get along with that boil, but he's a headache. You should hear what he calls me! Having him locked away from me in that boil's bathroom is a blessing. I finally get to have some time to just enjoy myself." Though she did pick that hunter, and if they were going to work together, this probably was the best time to get to know him.
"Ohhh! I don't want to!" She huffed, swinging her feet and arms a moment before she went back to eating her cupcake. Still, if she could get the boil she owned as well trained as this ghoul had her hunter, than life after would be so much easier.
Hmm...
Licking her lips, she wiggled her fingers as the ghoul walked off a moment. "Later then." She called after, before licking her fingers as she finished her cupcake.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:09 am
Jezebel was already in the thick of food fighting when Cain's words dared her to follow. They dared her. She heard it, she knew he'd meant it, and she seriously considered doing it. There was promise in those words, and they made her feel warm and - cold.
No, the cold was the ice cream down her shirt.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" Jezebel's screech was painful to the ears, as she hopped around on the table, trying to wipe the ice cream off her chest. "COLD COLD COLD COLD OH JACK HELP ME IT'S COLD-"
She grabbed Dis's face and shoved it right into her chest, shaking it violently to wipe all of the ice cream off with his face.
"NOW THIS IS A FOOD FIGHT."
Sufficiently distracted from Cain's offer, she cackled maniacally and hopped off the table to find something messy.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:15 am
In the meanwhile the doppleganger had found a whole pack of walnuts and was currently in the process of pelting Dis and what seemed like a really Homo dude with big boobies wearing pink. Take that! Anti-homo walnut attack!
Upon seeing Locke yell really loud about homos, his attention was piqued by someone else at the door. "For the anti homo!!" He yelled equally loud, pelting more walnuts at whomever Locke was targeting. He suddenly remembered he had discarded his PSP carelessly to the side and peeked his head very carefully both ways before scooting out of the fort to quickly grab his handheld game console.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:28 am
He winced at the screech a sudden desire to have not done that occurring only briefly before his face was pressed to the cold chest. He didn't really mind. Her breasts where soft, and well, he'd take what he could get. As Jezebel bounded off, the vampire smiled, wiping his face with his fingers before licking them clean. Vanilla. Quite delicious. "Hrm, as expected. Sweet if a little bit cold dear. But I wonder if you'll let me have something a bit hotter?" He laughed as she went to find more food to likely throw. What was not enjoyed however was the pelting of walnuts. Red eyes looked to his aggressor and- "Really? Anti-homo? I see bigotry is not lost on youth." Casually he picked up what looked like a salad and threw it at the pair of homo haters. "When in Rome is suppose."
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:31 am
The hell was this!? First he received a text message telling him about his escapee weapon in the area and then he's bombarded with food? And who were they calling a homo! This was so not worth $500!
"Locke! I know you're there!" He growled out, wiping away the pudding that had hit him dead center and dodging the occasional walnut that flew with deadly precision. "Come out now! I mean it or--" He stopped, when he came across the--what the hell was that?
"The homo stopped in its tracks! It--INCOMING!" Yelled the voice from beneath the table as a bowl of salad flew and exploded across the table. "You're defensive barrier is working!" Locke cackled from where he lay as lettuce fell and the homo--Ryan, backed up.
Noah really was a genius! He warded off a real homo! For real and--
And then the homo picked up the PSP.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:44 am
When walnuts started hitting her, she knew exactly what to do. Jezebel disappeared for a moment, only to return with the staple to any military dorm tenants diet. A giant bowl of squares of red jello. "BOMBS AWAY!" She screeched, pelting red jelly squares at Noah, and everyone else hiding under his table. EVERYONE ELSE UNDER THERE idk who is there aaaa
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:57 am
It seemed almost everything happened in slow motion as the kid uttered a slower motion "Nooooooo" and dramatically took a few hits of jello and salad leaves as he ran for his PSP-
- Only to have the Homo pick it up. Well, everyone else was Homo, but you know, the Homo. For a second he simply stared wide-eyed at Ryan with the biggest, saddest eyes that were pretty much wobbling tears-
- Before he ran back into under the table, popping his head out between the bench and the bottom of the table. "You- you give that back you big- you big Homo!"
A glob of jello and a single sliced tomato fell off his head and he looked very dangerously close to crying again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:48 am
There was a lot of yelling about homos. It was like being in Rep's head all over again. He'd never understand what the problem was, it was a very strange, very human affliction. Maybe it was like magnets, they got upset when they broke the rules and got drawn to the wrong polarity.
Well he had either polarity and he didn't see the big deal at all.
Somewhere in the food throwing, he had sought a bit of shelter.
"Don't we see enough fighting? Why do we need to fight more?!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 6:47 am
Izy casually reached up, wiping jello off of his face. "I'm not certain they even know what the word 'homo' means," he said casually, flicking the jello off of him and onto someone else. Then he picked up the nearest food product--a pie, of some sort--off the floor, tossing it at the anti-homo table fort. Unlike Jez, Izy's aim was PERFECT. Any and all the table people
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 7:29 am
Nona took a moment to peer around in horror at the current surroundings. A food fight. So immature - she'd rather be in a more private setting. Or at least a setting not covered in food. When Clerise introduced her to Roar, Nona froze. "So you are the one who is bonded to my little dove's poor excuse for a man, hmm? It is a shame, really." Nona crossed her arms over her ample chest and gave him a pout, all plump lips and jiggling bits. "She is interested, but he shows no aggression in taking what he wants --" she purred as she watched Roar n** along Clerise's jaw, "--as a proper boil should." Oh, yes.
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