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 Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 8:02 pm
Billy froze coming out of the booth. He had been spotted. His panic was dissuaded when the rep simply handed him a guitar pick and thanked him for dropping by. He sighed with relief.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 8:10 pm
The other guy that was with them quickly and suddenly fled the scene. The sudden hand-dropping didn't help either. And while Harrison knew who Rep meant after a few moments of thought, it cleared exactly nothing up. Then who was the other guy? And why...?
He just wasn't sure how to process it. What, just because they were hard to recognize...?
"Maybe Private Phonecall there oughta find something else to go round," Harrison said, voice still decidedly neutral.
He accepted the guitar pick from the other rep. And the token. Getting all sorts of swag.
Running through ten different scenarios in his head, nothing was plausible, but even if he couldn't think of an explanation, It had to be a misunderstanding. That's all.
He said a gruff, "Thanks," to the passerbys, pocketing the items.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 8:20 pm
Rin's reply didn't clear anything at all up for Rep, he couldn't possibly imagine what in Harrison's tone would have been sufficient for her to pull away so quickly, it was Harrison, what was the worst he would do? Maybe she was just really afraid she wouldn't get her three wishes.
He didn't take her hand again, he wasn't sure if he'd ever get it back.
"Well I wasn't going to go around myself." he said, just a little more bitter than he intended, "And you seem to be doing okay with Morticia over there, so."
With a shrug he went to pick up his token and wandered back,not entirely sure how he felt. The relief and happiness to see the other man still kept in check by his uncertainties about these damn golems.
Quote:  Appearance: Rep is a four foot tall pride demon with a well groomed mullet, long arrow tipped demon tail and tiny bat wings. He is dressed in the style of a wealthy military nobleman with polished brass buttons and various skull and other Halloween emblem shaped decorative medals. He has a small red bull perched somewhere on his person at all times.
His voice feels incongruously gruff for his small stature and he has an unusual accent.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 8:25 pm
Rin frowned deeply, "Don't you remember the old... thing... when I got punched? Twice? For no reason? I'm trying to watch tones okay!" He seemed to be scolding the both of them before he was bumped into and given a token which he deftly pocketed before continuing that train of thought, "He sounded mad to me."
Quote: Rin is an 8ft zombie dog boil; "He" has long cropped ears, a stubby tail, two doggish back legs, beady little white eyes, and is dark coloured with tan markings broken up by bright red open wounds that marble "his" entire form. Wears a camo tank top with a well-worn olive green jacket over it, khakis, and dog tags with a skull on the ball-chain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 1:04 am
"You get hurt, little guy?" Jordan checked Dozy over curiously. "Or you just want to go hang with your buddy?" The responses made him pretty sure that the other two creatures with Rep were golems, though why one had taken off in a hurry he couldn't quite figure. The dog-looking one was ... Rin? Maybe? Harrison sounded jealous over the hand thing. His attention shifted briefly to the passers-by, one who was handing out souvenirs, the other apparently just booth staff. He took a token out of the indicated basket - were the tokens free for the taking? Apparently, or maybe they were there for the participants in the games - and returned his attention to the others, glancing briefly to Billy and reminding himself that they were still in public and in disguise, and the incipient problem was going to have to be taken care of discreetly. "Excuse me," he said to Rep, affecting a huffy tone. "You've forgotten my name already? It's not Morticia, it's Yvette. I should be offended. I think I am." He flashed a brief and slightly apologetic look at Rin. "So you're the friend I keep hearing about," he said, putting a subtle stress on the word friend. ((Jordan is a hunter in a golem; he is using the alias Yvette. The golem is a 6-foot-tall female patchwork undead, in the classic Bride of Frankenstein type. It wears a flowing white dress and heeled boots and has gold bolts in its temples. As a note, students & horsemen do not recognize these slightly nicer prototype golems.))
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 7:03 am
Candace blinked and stared down at the guitar pick. Eh? "Oh wow! Um..thank you so much!" She chirped up at the rep with a huge smile. She wasn't sure why she was getting this but she needed to keep up her little act here. Turning on her heel, Candace wandered off to find Melvin and their wagon. He could carry this one. The jar still stayed with her. Quote:  Candace is a hunter in a golem. She currently introduces herself as and answers to the name of Aki. Standing at a whopping four feet tall, this girl is a very perky little Kitsune. She has four tails, large purple eyes and long blonde and pink hair tied in a knot at the side of her head. She wears a red and pink kimono, a lacy white skirt, mismatched socks and frilly bowed geta. My avatar is a pretty accurate representation of her at the moment. As a note, Halloween denizens and Horsemen do not notice these slightly nicer prototype golems.Candace especially has an altered voice. The voice of her golem is comparable to a generic, kawaii Japanese voice actress from an anime.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 7:20 pm
Melvin however was heading over to Candace, pulling their wagon along. It seemed during the time she lost him, Melvin had managed to get drenched from horn to hoof, and was dripping as he looked up at her.
Melvin was not pleased.
"Did you win a towel?" Quote: Melvin looks like a small, ram demon who is now soaking wet.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 7:41 pm
Rin perked an ear distractedly and peeeered over at the little soaked ram and after rolling his... eyes... meandered over. Carefully emptying his pockets of minis before offering the massive jacket he WAS wearing, "Here... uh... whoever you are."
Quote: Rin is an 8ft zombie dog boil; "He" has long cropped ears, a stubby tail, two doggish back legs, beady little white eyes, and is dark coloured with tan markings broken up by bright red open wounds that marble "his" entire form. Wears a camo tank top with a well-worn olive green jacket over it, khakis, and dog tags with a skull on the ball-chain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 8:13 pm
Melvin didn't know who this boil was, but he was drenched, and took the oversized jacket into his three-fingered hands and started to dry himself off. It was the best he was going to get to a towel in this setting, and it would be a slight improvement to a otherwise crap-tastic day.
After being under the jacket for several minutes, rubbing his head dry, he re-emerged feeling a bit better off. "That's better. Thanks."However, it seemed when wool got wet, it was subject to change.
Melvin needed a disco ball it seemed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 8:22 pm
Rin suppressed the strong urge to laugh at the poor unfortunate creature. Eventually settling into a calm smirk, "Seriously though. You sound familiar. Are you..." There was a pause as Rin tried to figure out something that might clue the creature in if they were who he thought they were.
At least the pause wasn't too long, "... a fan of gyms and humorous face doodles in permanent marker?"
Quote: Rin is an 8ft zombie dog boil; "He" has long cropped ears, a stubby tail, two doggish back legs, beady little white eyes, and is dark coloured with tan markings broken up by bright red open wounds that marble "his" entire form. Wears a camo tank top with a well-worn olive green jacket over it, khakis, and dog tags with a skull on the ball-chain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 8:31 pm
Melvin didn't get what she was talking about and simply stared at the dog ...thing for a moment. It really was gross looking. Festing. Rotting. Oh, now it just seemed wrong to take this jacket. There could be ....residue on it somewhere.
"Familiar?" He said, checking the inside of the jacket for any slime. "...." It was taking Melvin a moment, before he slowly looked up. Goat eyes narrowing, he looked the boy over. "What type of face doodles?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 8:32 pm
I'M JONESING TO BE JOANIE!Quest: Bethel Rose Kane[ Poster Image Here!] Piece of My Heart Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on!
Didn't I make you feel like you were the only boil -yeah!
Didn't I give you nearly everything that a ghouly possibly can?
Scarelin’, you know I did!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I've had enough,
But I'm gonna show you, scarelin’, that a ghouly can be tough.
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, scarelin’!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darkling, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, scarelin’,
You know you got it if it makes you feel good,
Oh, yes indeed.
You're out on the streets looking good,
And scarelin’ deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right,
Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night,
Jack, I cry all the time!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I can't stand the pain,
But when you hold me in your arms, I'll sing it once again.
I'll say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it!
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, scarelin’.
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darkling, yeah,
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, scarelin’,
You know you got it, boil, if it makes you feel good.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 8:47 pm
Rin had no clue Melvin was possibly freaking out at his... creature cooties. But he did know that it seemed suspect that the ram was asking for specification. "Genitals?" he hazarded under his breath.
Quote: Rin is an 8ft zombie dog boil; "He" has long cropped ears, a stubby tail, two doggish back legs, beady little white eyes, and is dark coloured with tan markings broken up by bright red open wounds that marble "his" entire form. Wears a camo tank top with a well-worn olive green jacket over it, khakis, and dog tags with a skull on the ball-chain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 8:53 pm
Melvin closed the jacket, still seizing the dog-beast up. Looking around, he then curled his finger to try and bring the dog closer. "What type?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 9:01 pm
Rin looked side to side suspiciously before he leaaaaaaaaaaned all the way down. Face close to the rams in order to hear his followup question before raising a brow in a baffled stare, "Are you seriously... g-jack. p***s okay? p***s."
He stood straight again and crossed his arms in a huff, "Jacking little jacks..."
Quote: Rin is an 8ft zombie dog boil; "He" has long cropped ears, a stubby tail, two doggish back legs, beady little white eyes, and is dark coloured with tan markings broken up by bright red open wounds that marble "his" entire form. Wears a camo tank top with a well-worn olive green jacket over it, khakis, and dog tags with a skull on the ball-chain.
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