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 Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 4:23 pm
Damien shouldn't have cared, for all he know, Nuk may have had a core of golden seeds. The pup had his fur ruffled and was barking up a storm. But Nuk was good at acting like Nuk and getting under his own skin. "Bring it, Mutt." he seethed back. If ever there was a person that he genuinely did not like at Amity, it was the Skinwalker Boil. "40 seeds." he snapped back, eyes leveled to the boil, there was no backing down from him.
"Yuh can stow it, go hide back in yer den fer a' few more Octobers." Melas snapped back and flicked his ear in irritation. The boil was just asking for a fight. "Yuh can go slink back dere wit'yuh tail between yer legs."DAMIEN IS BIDDING 40 SEEDS ON XIU!
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 4:55 pm
Shine was not really the best at counting, especially in high-stress situations with other things on her mind. She seemed to be heaving a little bit of trouble counting out exactly how much she wanted to spend, eventually just giving in and shaking a heaping handful of seeds.
"This...uh, this many!"
SHINE IS BIDDING 45 SEEDS ON AYMET!
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 5:02 pm
"50," he growled in return, narrowing his molten amber eyes.
The skinwalker was simultaneously really aggravated and really amused. For one thing, it was really funny that Damien was as angry as he was. If there was one student that the monster liked pissing off the most, it would probably be him. There was nothing like getting the reaction he wanted to encourage him to be even more of an a*****e. On the other hand, the pup was almost gave him TOO good a reaction, to the point where Nuk found himself more and more wound up by the second, muscles coiling tightly beneath tattooed skin.
The only problem was that the school had only given him 82 seeds. Probably because he had been in detention so often. He didn't know how many seeds Damien had, but they were rapidly approaching his limit. But Nuk wasn't about to back down. Certainly not over the tiny issue of not having enough seeds.
He'd just steal some or something.
"You're not even tall enough to REACH my tail, half-pint."NUK IS BIDDING 50 SEEDS ON XIU!
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 5:18 pm
Junko fished around in a small pouch she was carrying on her arm to check the time, watching the clock intently for exactly how long it had been. Tick, tick.. "Annnnnd...stop~!" She raised up her hand and waved to get everyone's attention just before Nuk announced fifty seeds. Junko's hand dropped. Oh dear. Just a moment too late... She turned a worried look up to Riley, silently asking for some kind of decision from her. She'd shriek at her with her mind for help if she had to. Both president and vice president were silent for a long time before Junko finally sighed and turned to the crowd looking very apologetic. "I..I'm sorry, Nuk. You were just a little too late...I'msorry!" She clapped her hands together just under her chin and gave a low bow. If The Mistress had eyes they would be rolling. Once standing again she fixed her crown and straightened herself out, clearing her throat and checking her card. "And so..we have Aymet going to Miss Shine! Xiu going to Damien! Billy going to Calder! Mmur going to Amarus annnnd finally Kiwi going to Terra! Congratulations to all of you!" She gestured for the gnomes to show the five participants off the stage to their respective winners. ((CONGRATULATIONS WINNERS! The next round will be starting shortly!))
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 5:46 pm
The word of "Sixty" was waiting on Damien's lips. say the word jump Nuk. Say it. before the pup could even inhale fast enough to shout it to the pumpkin heavens in the sky. The auction was over. In his favor no less. While Damien would have chosen to be more prudent about it. Melas was thrilled to put one over on the skinwalker as he walked over to gloat in his face. He was glad to have those 125 seeds of bidding ammunition in his pocket. "Yuh lost runt." he mocked cockily, his tail in full sway with an arrogant swagger as he circled around the other boil. "Git used ta' it." The level gaze never left Nuk's. In another time and life, Phos was sure they could have become friends. And Melas properly went to mentally beat the naive pup for it and left Damien holding the bag. And to Deal with nuk. and for the spectacle he caused. "Jack dammit Melas, what did you do now?" And possibly dealing with whatever embarrassment Xiu was going to have. oh joy.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 5:50 pm
"Hola, senor Kiwi!" Terra said, heading for him. "Oh, I must pay," she said, pulling out her small bag of seeds and counting five of them out to pay the people running the thing--then she turned back to the Famine clan member. "You are my new friend for the day!" she told him with a brilliant smile. "Unless you do not wish to," she added, frowning slightly as she thought about it. "But I would very much like for you to sign my sheet before leaving!" She pulled out her scavenger hunter sheet and a pen, holding it out to him.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:02 pm
So this was the deathly ghoul who had payed his services for the day?? ... Kiwi wasn't certain what to make of her, crossing his arms behind his head as he followed her off the stage and through the crowd. At any rate she seemed nice enough. And she was asking for his signature?? Why in Famine's name would she need that?? Scarelings and their strange ways. "Ah, alright," he answered, taking the pen and sheet from her. He propped it against the wall just long enough to scrawl his name across one corner, and handed it back to her with a small smile. "Ah, no. I signed up for this, so I'm yours for the day. Terra, isn't it?? ... Is there anything specific you have planned?? ..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:03 pm
"Please welcome our next group of auctionees on the block. First, we have Eira. Eira has uncanny mime talent, she can cry tears made of pure crystal, and she can tie a cherry stem with her tongue. Bidding begins at 1 silver seed.
Next, we had Petro. Petro is allergic to clothing, and can lift over ten tons in weight over his head. His hair spikes are made of sugar, and quite tasty. Bidding begins at 1 silver seed.
Also up for auction is Enzo. Enzo is an accomplished body odor producer, and has won several awards for his achievements in nuclear chemistry. He has absolutely no musical ability whatsoever, but his hands are both possessed with the spirits of both Bach and Mozart. Bidding begins at 1 silver seed.
Our next horseman up for auction is Salbei. Salbei is a boil. I checked this time. He has absolutely no definable qualities, but he is wearing over seventeen layers of clothing. There is actually no body underneath all those clothes. Bidding begins at 1 silver seed.
Last, but certainly not least, is the lovely mirror ghost Victoria. Victoria has been in the House of Mirrors since this event began, and had to be removed from the house using the jaws of life so that she could be at the auction today. She is astute with limericks, and will watch you sleep. Bidding starts at 1 silver seed."
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:10 pm
The little ghost sat up on stage with the rest of the slaves to be auctioned off students. Suddenly her name was called, perked up and excited for what they would say about her, but it wasn't what she was expecting... Tears of pure crystal? Tie a cherry with her tongue? Eira had never even tried doing that before. The poltergeist, sat with a puzzled look on her face, hoping that none of her fellow students would get the wrong idea. It was nice to see that she was finally starting able to pick out a few faces in the crowd. Not expecting much she sat there swinging her feet back and forth.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:14 pm
"Wow I never knew that about any of you!" emotion_kirakira
"Except you, Salbei. I always knew that was true." emotion_donotwant
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:15 pm
Enzo had strut out onto the auction stage, grinning wide until the announcer gave their two cents, his grin vanished and The Boss, his monstrous upright Bass hovering behind him gave a thrumming, deep-noted laugh.
The Reaper gave a grunt, spinning around to give the wooden familiar a hard fist to it's body with a thunk, "Thassanough outta' you, wiseguy! Who wrote that? Who's kneecaps do I gotta' break??" He shoved his fedora down lower over his freckled face with a grumpy grunt.
Well, let the bidding begin.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:17 pm
"Si! We have one day, only, no? Then... I would like to go to the market! There are so many new things I wish to cook with in this place!" she said eagerly, reaching for his hand. "We will go shopping and return and I will cook us a feast! I hope you enjoy spicy food!" she said, tugging on his hand. "And then we will go to a movie! I have only seen them on the sides of the walls back home--they have actual ROOMS here for the movie here! And there will be no people walking in front of the projector!" Yes, this is how she treated a slave for the day.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:18 pm
Amarus was faintly surprised by this turn of events; in attempting to elicit a response from the one who had bid on Billy, she had completely forgotten about the rest of the competition. Sorry, the auction; whatever. One way or another, she was the winner, and she pushed herself up from her chair, standing on top of it to bow victoriously at the announcer.
And then go up to pay her fifteen seeds. As she approached to do so, and greet Mmur formally, she paused briefly to say to Billy: "I have no notion of who you are, but perhaps we will meet again formally at another time." She bowed to him, and then looked for Mmur.
Who was not hard to spot, really. And she noticed with a certain thrill that his eyes appeared to be not only blue, but glowing blue. Not that it was a trait she admired (wait, did she even have any traits she admired? Given she didn't even have proper feelings until the Lost Clans joined Amityville, this was a new concept) but rather that she was participating in the scavenger hunt. "I hate to be so direct, Mmur, as I have only now met you-- and purchased you, I suppose-- well, more like borrowed-- but anyway, would you mind terribly..." Amarus reached into the folds of her outer robe, and extracted a folded list as well as some kind of writing implement. "Sign this?" She pointed to the blue eyed requirement as one of her scavenger bullet points.
And she bowed to him, at the earliest convenience, her bells jingling. "Good to meet you, Mmur-- you must explain how you are made entirely of yogurt to me?..."
[[OOC: She had 59. -15 for student auction, 44. +50 from the GM event in the gymnasium at some point later makes 94 her actual current total...!Smerdle Hello! I did not really put much thought into this past the He is made of yogurt, and he tried to bid on himself! So ... um. Yes. I hope Mmur likes baked goods and long awkward staring...! Kidding. Somewhat. Um. We will work this out, y? xD;..
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:21 pm
Junko, completely straight-faced, pointed at the nearest gnome. The gnome blinked, looked up at the ghoul, and then looked to Enzo again. And then it ran.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:23 pm
"Oh you little pipsqueak Palooka-" Enzo snarled, shoving his sleeves up. The Boss gave a thrum as he grabbed the instrument, filling the stage with a sudden bass-beat. Shadows with glittering eyes gathered under the stage before swarming in the direction the gnome had fled.
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