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 Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:46 am
The sweet taste of the Desu and Usa prizes lingered in Cat's mouth.
Of course, it lingered because those very items were perched neatly inside his non-digestive stomach, and the mouth that was attached to that 'stomach' was much closer to it then the mouth he would lead you to believe he had. Irrelevant, however, in comparison to his need for more sweets.
Cat's ever-present cheese-eating grin quickly faded at the sight of the booth. Why, it looked almost completely abandoned! Someone seemed to be leading people away, but...
Well, just what the good golly gosh was going on??
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 7:58 am
Ash had seen it all... sort of. Actually she'd been skulking towards her favorite booth with the full intention of guiltily indulging in the pink and sparkle and Nyan Cats. She'd managed to slip in and out of the booth so far without anyone really noticing how she just kept on coming back again and again to play. So, as it was, the banshee had been just about to approach when she saw Usa-chan standing, apparently gawping at something.
It was just the something that Ash hadn't seen. When the bunny turned tail and ran, dragging someone behind with her, only THEN did Aislin approach. And lo, there was Cat. Grinning like the mouse who had got the cheese. Or perhaps it was the cat who got the mouse. That was probably more accurate.
Dashing forward the ghoul grabbed her friend by the hand, pointing after the retreating Usa-chan. "Let's see what place of wonder this bunny leads us, hm?" With a laugh of glee and a tug Ash was soon following after Usa with Cat tagging behind her. Surely the one who ran such a glorious booth of fun and games and prizes was going to lead them to even MORE delicious entertainment!
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:01 am
Cady was bored.
This wasn't really much of a shock. Cadys tended to get bored at the drop of the hat. What WAS a shock, though, was when she came to her favorite candy-purveying booth only to find it mostly abandoned and being evacuated by a sparkly-eyed, bunny eared ghoul. She followed the trickle of other students away, curious. Maybe there would be more games, elsewhere? The other boils and ghouls looked just as surprised as she was, though.
Something cheesy was going on here...
Or was it fishy?
When she saw her friends Ash and Cat giggling and joining the crowd, her stride got a little more determined. Yep. They'd showed her the magical wonders of the Desu/Usa booth, maybe they knew an even cooler place to hang.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:17 am
Maritess had been back to try her luck again when... "W-what's going on? Evacuation? Where? Why?" Leather wings flapped silently as she was half-ushered and half-followed after everyone else towards... towards... Tess had no jacking idea. She could just fly up and out of the crowd but with the games and prize-redemption unavailable she might as well go along.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 10:21 am
Damien might have gotten distracted by the beauty of the teacup display for awhile, temped to just have a magical tea fountain in the middle and watch it dribble down the cup's ceramic sides.
However he was deftly brought out of his musings by screams of evacuation. "Hey what's happening?" was the only thing he could get out of his mouth as the hound was deftly shoved into the group that was heading towards somewhere.
There really was no other choice as Damien had nothing else to do but pout and follow them all, he didn't even get a piece of candy yet., which only made him pout more.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 10:46 am
Calder was on a break from his and going to make his rounds at the game booth that seemed to get more crowded each day. He hoped the lines wouldn't be long, and while he waited, was popping a few cubes of sugar that he remembered to pack in his sporran before coming to his booth today. That way he wouldn't be tempted by the frosting kitties, fishes in the tank, or the sugar cubes to toss at the tea cups. This booth was not good for his stomach as he just wanted to eat everything.
As he went over, he saw a lot of people moving away from the booth, the whispering of 'evacuation' going on. Confused but curious, Calder followed after.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:51 pm
Willow's ears flickered when she saw the cute off match and suddenly there was an evacuation. The ghost frowned heavily as she followed the rest of the students. Was this something that happened often? Evacuation because of a cute contest?
She followed after to see what was going to happen.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:57 pm
Merel's curiosity of wanting to win a Nyan poptart resulted in Joachim wandering around the booths alone as if to show the ebony mouse that he was making an attempt to look at the things she wanted. When they got close to the pink colored booth he noticed that instead of everyone piling around the tanks, teacups, or the nyan kitties everyone was leaving heading in another direction with the word evacuation on their lips.
Merel tugged in the orange hair and squeaked, if he could see her he would have noticed that she was pointing in the direction that the crowd was heading.
"Fine.... I'll go see...." he replied shrugging his shoulders and following the crowd, he seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 2:07 pm
Altair was just as surprised as other regular visitors of the Booth to find that they were directed elsewhere. The incubus twitched an ear in irritation. For a long moment he contemplated moving on to the next booth and not bothering with it, but with a sigh he gave in to the urge to follow along after the others. Man, this was so cheesy...
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 2:17 pm
That was it!
Nekhbet stared with seething rage towards the fish that continued to elude her every attempt she had to catch one. Her star was intended to strike fear into the fish, to stun them into being caught. Lifting up her weapon in preparation to catch the fish, Nek was instantly distracted, as it seemed many other ghouls and boils were. How could something be more horrifying than Usa-pyon. The thought of possibility never seemed to cross her mind and yet, there stood the truth right in front of her. Seething annoyance filled the ghouls eye's as she watched several of her kind take off in a safe direction, a few shouted the evacuation camp was this way. What in the town of halloween was going on!? It wasn't long before Nek found herself herded and pushed towards the camp and with a pout on her face, the mummy girl silently followed along.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:37 pm
There had been a lot of stress in the last few hours for Nuk. Not anything REALLY stressful, anyway -- it was mostly just cheesy highschool stress, the kind you got when people got involved in boilfriend, ghoulfriend drama. In fact, all his problems at the moment were stemming from that, with the exception of one, of which was only partially related. So what did you do when you got stressed? Well, you played some games, of course. And what better place to play games than Desu and Usa's booth? Although he'd made fun of it earlier, he had to admit, the booth was quite addicting. Not only were the games relatively interesting (albeit SO bright -- where was the black and orange pride?!) but the prizes... OH THE PRIZES. It made him feel a little brighter just thinking about it, the same cloud which hung over Riley doing the same for him, drizzling a darkness over him which was much even for a skinwalker whose name meant 'Evil.'
It was this logic that had brought Nuk over to the booth at that very moment, his molten amber eyes retaining a little clarity as he saw the colorful banners come into view. That was... until he saw everyone leaving. At first, he stopped, staring a little as everyone left, clearly not sure what to think. He couldn't believe it -- what was going on, the booth couldn't be closed, could it? Almost immediately his shoulders became more hunched, the metaphorical cloud hanging over his head only growing heavier, making his face look positively overcast. But maybe there was hope. His ears perked a little as he heard talk of 'evacuation,' his eyes following the line of students again as they headed in that direction.
Could it be that perhaps it was only temporary? Only one way to find out.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:03 pm
The last time the hunchback had seen the Plague Doctor, it had been addicted to the cute, fluffy, horrific games of the Desu booth. Meekly, as though wandering into enemy territory, Christof returned... only to see everyone was... evacuating? Hell's Bells. Hopefully Malodore had followed the rest... Trying to keep his disfigured patch-job as discrete as possible, he lurched along with the others, still searching for his means of repair.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 5:49 pm
Malodore had wandered away a while ago, doing its best to wean itself off of the sugar and pastry. But, given the sudden exodus... surely, it could not be blamed for returning due to simple curiosity? It had sworn off pastry-cats! Cold turkey! Cold mozzarella! No more! It could resist! It could be strong!
It began to understand, just a little bit, what had prompted Riley to go for the Icky Stix.
The plague doctor followed the rest, trying to project an aura of 'I can quit whenever I want'.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 5:49 pm
Where did Lizzy go?
Mot had been so captivated by the weird cat things he had lost sight of her. How long had it been? Why had that weird red eyed one been so...
Woah. Where did it go? For that matter, where did EVERYONE go?
He caught a glimpse of movement. He followed it...
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 6:23 pm
There was something cheesey- or rather fishy going on at the old pink booth. Levi had kept to the side of the booth a certain wrath boil was on when she noticed a pair of familiar green tipped ears burrowed in the crowd. As soon as she'd made the intention of following the hound, it became plainly obvious why everyone was fussing.
They were being herded to another location... something cheese-erm- fishy was definitely happening. Sadly, it didn't seem to include actual fish.
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