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 Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 10:11 pm
Mistress! Mistress, you are back! Christof practically mentally yelped in alarm as he registered Riley's words. While he had been safely tucked under the table for the initial blow of sparkles, after his feverish cleaning he was now covered in sparkles, his nice suit ruined, his hair falling from Calder's careful ponytail as he rushed towards her, We all have tried, Mistress, everyone's been cleaning since you left but these sparkles, they're such small bits of metal it's difficult to get them up the static or something of that nature makes them difficult to sweep, we'll need tape, I think, a sticky tape that won't harm anything but pull the horrible little sparkles off like lint, I think! He did not harm you, that horrible Mr. Andeon, did he? The Igor mentally babbled as he wobbled to her side breathlessly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 2:46 am
Movement. Behind him. In fact, his Charlie senses were tingling. That, or he could hear the way his obnoxiously long sleeves flapped about in dance.
Mot stopped his cleaning, turned his head, and regarded the boil with an unseen gaze from within the shadow of his hat's brim. "Riley.." Me murmured carefully. "You've returned... I'm afraid to inform you, there seems to be a pest." He then ditched the cloth he was using to clean, and took the fallen angel into a headlock, effectively cross contaminating the mascot with glitter. "It's best to eliminate them while there is only one." He grinned, giving the boil a noogie, though he was not certain how effective it would be through the mask.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 4:08 am
Riley put down the towel when she was confronted with a question, and shook her tentacles lightly as she answered. Of course you may, Joachim. She hadn't formally met the boil, but she knew enough to put a name to his face, from her endeavor with the prom. You may have as many as you like. Of anything at my booth. Please, feel free. I apologize for the mess.. we had a little angry mishap. It should be cleaner later.
Her eyes turned to Sammy, and she stiffened slightly, before returning to cleaning off the plushies - perhaps a little too roughly. One of the tentacles came right off. Who did all of what, this booth? It was a collaborative effort between myself and Christof, as most things are.
Speaking of which, Riley softened as Christof noticed her return, and scrambled out from under the desk. She looked as though she would frown if she could, and reached around to pull the disheveled ponytail out, before pulling his hair up in her hands to re-do it. Ah, look what I've made you do, you ruined your nice new suit. She tightened the ponytail, and nodded her head. Tape might work. Would you try to find some for me?
Mot's warning sounded so serious, that Riley actually turned with a look of worry - only to find him bullying her mascot. Which was acceptable, of course. That was part of the job of a mascot, wasn't it?
I rather like that pest, thank you. He's being very helpful. There will be no extermination this time around. Ask me again later.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 5:28 am
Charlie had been doing his happy mock the van driver dance when all of a sudden he was in a head lock and he was being NOOGIED! Was Mot secretly related to Mac or something? They were both reapers. Though that would be like saying Lizzy and Charlie were related because they both had pink hair and happened to be demons.
'S-stttooooop' is what Charlie was trying to say but it came out muffled and distorted from behind his mask. This mask was going to be the bane of his existence. At least no one knew who he was. That was very important. Charlie felt like batman - only not right now because- oh yeah- some jacking reaper had him in a head lock.
When Riley informed Mot that she was not about to get rid of him Charlie smiled from behind his mask, only to frown again when she told him to ask again later. The demon growled. If it weren't for those promised treats he'd had said a witty comment back to the mindflayer. But Riley had promised treats so Charlie was hers for the event at least.
But right now he was still in the grasp of Mot. And not happy about it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 7:54 am
For a brief moment Riley stiffened up, it went unnoticed by Sammy, but she couldn't miss the way the mindflayer accidentally ripped a tentacle off the poor plush. "Well the booth I can safely assume that much." She said slowly after an awkward pause as Riley continued to fuss with more of the plushies.
"I was actually referring to the glitter." She reached down to run a finger through some of it before flicking a bit off only to find a decent bit still stubbornly clinged on. "I'm surprised Christof isn't already hunting them down, or you yourself."
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 8:38 am
Looking up from his work as Riley returned, Jericho was pretty relieved to see that she didn't bring Andeon with her. It also looked as if she was unharmed so things must have gone alright then. Letting out a breath, he turned towards Mot and Charlie for the moment... staring at them as the cowboy noogied the demon.
Shaking his head to himself, he let them be then turned his attention towards Sammy.
"Revenge could probably come later. Leaving the booth all sparkly won't really work too well for Riley's campaign," he said while trying to wipe away some more of the glitter. This was going to be an absolute pain to get out.
"Riley... you and Malodore should really try to work out some sort of glitter-removent when you have the free time."
That said, he glanced to the booth next to Riley's. Gimbal was setting some stuff up but he'd need help.
"Anyway, I'm gonna go fix up my booth so I can kickstart my own campaign as well."
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 9:18 am
In Lizzy vision, Mot and Charlie looked something like this:
Charlie's the one flailing in the background.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 10:29 am
Christof shuddered as Riley fixed his hair, his mouth twitching up into a dreamy smile and something under his jacket by his left shoulder twitched and fidgeted against his hunch. He quickly concentrated on keeping it still, though, face flushing, Yes, Mistress, Right away, Mistress! He waited until she had finished before lurching off, a bit slower than usual as he tried carefully not to trip over his own feet with the same grace as teenagers who hit a growth spurt over summer break across the universe.
No sooner had Jericho made his suggestion, the hunchback was back, already carefully winding the masking tape around his right palm, sticky-side out, with an intent expression on his stitched face. The glitter did not stand a chance, he felt. Immediately, he threw himself down to get to work- he still had a lot more to do before the day was out.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 11:42 am
"Fiiiiiine!" Mot huffed playfully. But, she never said he had to stop bullying Charlie.
Charlie's muffled whines was met with a pause from Mot. "Huh? What are you trying to tell me, mysterious mascot?" Mot asked with an exaggerated tone of curiosity. "Keep giving you noogies? Oh, well, if you insist!" His grip on the boil tightened momentarily to give him another round of noogie action, before he released him, content with his bad deed of the day.
"I still have things to do, so no more noogies for now. I'm so very sorry~." He grinned devilishly, the grabbed his towel again to finish his part i helping with the clean up.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 7:11 pm
EXTREME NOOGIES! The demon flailed as the cow boil intensified his noogie giving. Charlie took the noogies though. Like a whimp. Finally, he was let go but the demons head was pretty raw from all those noogies. He dropped to the ground when Mot was done and just laid there. Defeated.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 11:19 pm
The ghost boil winced as Junko noticed him. Actually retreating a step as she bounced to her feet and rushed over to throw her arms around him. cringing at the sparkling mess she was making of his cloths and skin. She... She had done that on purpose! Sneaky little underhanded..
Grunting faintly at her exaggerated show off affection the boil very gently pried her arms from around him before bending to hoist her up over his shoulder. "Right, someone ones going in the pool now." Not amused, not in the least! Back rigid, he carried the ghoul off in the direction of the building beside the gym. It was so on.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 1:16 am
Riley nodded firmly at Jericho, before dropping the cleaned plushies back on the shel-
What the hell is this?
She clawed at a plushie in the bottom of the pile, that looked suspiciously like a mindflayer that was not her.
Who keeps shoving plushies in my piles? Are we not watching our inventory well enough? We're supposed to be giving these away, not acquiring more..
That being said, she dropped the plushie like a hot coal, and stormed out from behind her booth.
I'm going to go visit the other booths, and hopefully Malodore in order to discuss those methods, right now. Please make sure that when I return, we have not made any further additions to our stock.
And she was off.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 10:26 am
Mot broke Charlie. The Charlie was just a lump of mascot on the ground.
Huh.
. . .
Mot continued to clean.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 12:09 pm
Mot just cleaned and didn't pay Charlies mellow dramatics any attention which made the demon Q Q with rage behind his mask. So instead of continuing his laying there the demon instead VERY dramatically got to his feet and ran to the next booth over.
Which happened to belong to a certain red dragon.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 3:54 pm
Cleaning was done for Mot. The towel he got was grossly infected with glitter, and disposed of in a nearby trash bin.
Things had settled, and Mot decided to check out the other booths.
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