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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 9:34 pm
Herryk felt a surge of pride swell in his chest when Freya snapped at the boo. That was the closest to normal she'd been in far too long. He held her down, fingers digging into her hips so that he could anchor her in his lap. The last thing they needed was to start a boo-war in the smallish room they were stuck in. Part of Herryk wanted to let go just so he could see furious Freya in action, but part of him didn't want to see her get hurt.
"Shh, shh," he whispered quietly. Was she back? He hoped so. He'd had enough of broken Freya.
"Believe Herryk when he says we all would rather be there," he gestured at the screens with a dip of his head.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 9:48 pm
The sound of Herryk shushing her made her melt back into his arms, but she still looked like she was going to pounce that boo and rip it to pieces with her teeth. In fact, her teeth were bared, the bright white snarl snapping loudly.
"We didn't asks to be here. We would leaves if we coulds, but I will kill yeh all before I lets yeh talk about my sister like she's some reality show for yehr entertainments." Her fists tightened, the knuckles cracking under the pressure.
"Stay the hell aways from us, little pieces of shits. And keep yehr mouths shut. Don't care if this is yehr home, right now it's all we gots." She growled, the sound a deep vibration from her throat. Then she retreated back into Herryk's arms fully, curling up, but with a glare remaining on the boos as if to say I'M WATCHING YOU.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 9:50 pm
Sparkles flailed a bit in surprise at the yelling squishy, who had just a moment ago looked very not okay. He'd just wanted to help! And now she was attacking the other boo. And as much as he wanted to make friends, not enemies, the other boos were family. Or something? So if he had to pick, it was boos all the way!
"Leave her alone, you big meany! Why do you all think you can do whatever you want to us? This is our home, you should be nice to us!"
He kept saying it, but they really didn't seem to care. Of course, he hadn't been watching the screen, hadn't seen what had been happening to them all, but he wouldn't have really had the attention to follow it (or care) even if he had. They still should be nice! This was the boos' home, they could have stopped all the bad that happened to them just by not coming! Jerks. (The idea that he was just going to rile things up? Way too advanced for Sparkles.)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 9:57 pm
Herryk exhaled a sigh of relief. He couldn't tell if adrenaline was causing Freya to act the way she was, or if she had snapped back to reality. He wasn't really going to spend too much time questioning it. When she curled back against his chest, Herryk dropped his head and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
His fiesty Freya. So passionate. He couldn't remember what his life had been like before her.
Squeezing his arms tightly around her, Herryk shot a glance at the sparkly boo before turning his attention back to the Valkyrie that he held in his arms.
"When we get home," Herryk muttered under his breath, "Herryk is buying Freya all the lobsters she can eat."
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:00 pm
All the boos in all the world didn't matter to her anymore, when Herryk mentioned lobsters. Her stomach growled wildly, and she stuck her arm around it, but she looked up at him with a different kind of hungry gaze. It was followed with a half-grin, which was the closest she would come to her old, brilliant smile until she was truly back to her old self.
"Good." Freya chirped up at the draugr, reaching out with her free hand and cupping his cheek to pull him closer. "Freya's very hungry. Herryk should gives her a lobster right now. Don't wants to wait."
Boo's be damned, there were more important things in life at this moment.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:07 pm
The new arrivals sent Dominick in a curious frenzy. At first he had circled around the interesting two-leggers—oh, especially that girl with wings, wings! Could she fly and float like Dominick too?—but eventually they ceased to hold his attention. Instead, the boo wandered back to Taryn, who sat by one of the newer two-leggers.
Rolling onto his back, he slowly floated over to the pair. Compared to before, he was noticeably more quiet and subdued , even a bit more polite as he inquired, “Why’re you so sad?” His gaze shifted toward the glowing screens and he saw flickers of two-leggers fighting one another, but mainly fighting some giant monster. “You should look at the moving pictures. I really like them!” Maybe it was because he had never really seen them before—granted he had only been created recently, but still.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:09 pm
Fitzy was sick and tired of all the noise. With one more exaggerated sigh, he turned back to the screen. He decided from this moment forth he was going to try his best to ignore absolutely everything around him, so that he could enjoy the show without further interruption. They could yell and scream and give all the excuses they wanted. They still did not belong here and he was still going to find great pleasure in watching the events unfold on the screen in front of him. He didn't understand why the two leggers all seemed so upset. Nor did he really care. He had is own selfish inner turmoils to cope with. Like the smell of that disgusting popcorn! Who's idea was it to stick that machine in here?
But in any case, he still had a job to do, and that was to get all of these intruders out of the house. And it was going to happen. Eventually. But for now, his favorite show was still on.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:16 pm
Herryk's mouth quirked up in a little half smile, his eyes dropping to her lips. Cupping her jaw in one broad hand, Herryk slid the pad of his thumb over her cheekbone as he watched her in silence. A few moments passed before he slipped his fingers into her hair. Only then did he dip his head, pressing his lips to her own.
She was here, in his arms. Boos be damned. He needed -- and deserved -- this kiss.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:25 pm
Oh how cute they were, thinking that a few heated words were going to make much of a difference to them. Lily just chuckled, obviously not intimidated or really effected all that much by the threats being made. "Go ahead and rage all you want, it isn't going to change anything." was all she said before turning back to the events unfolding on the screens. Her day wasn't going to be ruined by a few two leggers who weren't sure if they wanted to start a fight or make kissy faces at one another.
So much was going on, and it was a bit difficult to keep up so the Boo stopped trying to make sense of most of it and just enjoy the show. "Nothing we say is going to matter to them, their heads are too full of nonsense to see any reason. Come, watch the battle and leave them to their cryings." she called out to the other Boos that were close by, oddly comforted by the one who had spoken up as well. Was nice to know that she wasn't the only one who had a spine, so to speak, when it came to these creatures.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:25 pm
She remembered this feeling.
Herryk had made her forget the world and all of its pain before, with nothing more than a kiss. He had that power, and it was a frightening power to acquiesce to. Nevertheless, the fiery valkyrie in his arms was nothing more than a mold against him, returning his kiss without any hesitation. Her lips parted open in a sigh, and she patted his shoulder before using it as leverage to pull herself up out of the little nook she'd found in his arms, and sit straight of her own accord this time. Now, she kissed back. Now, she pushed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and claiming him with her own embrace.
One of the many, many tiny slivers of broken, shattered sanity in her mind slowly began to heal. It wasn't the end, but at least it was a beginning.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:38 pm
Herryk didn't care what was going on around them. He didn't care about the boos. He didn't care about the fellow students that watched the screens. He was immediately swept up in Freya. When she became alive in his arms, Herryk was lost in the moment. He immediately deepened the kiss, tasting her breath on his tongue.
This was the valkyrie he'd come to cherish with an impossible, fierce passion that could not be explained. He was utterly and completely hers.
It took effort to pull away just the slightest, but pull away he did. With great restraint, Herryk smiled a shaky smile.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:40 pm
They were just ignoring him. How rude! And right after he had yelled at them about being rude. Didn't they know anything? Stupid squishies.
Come to think of it, all the squishies he had met had been rude. Rude and shouty and mean. Except that one! With the fun tail that had a head of its own, and had watched him as he darted around it. When he pointed out that they should have brought a gift, and been friendly, she had been friendly and offered him a gift! And Sparkles had been rude and let himself be distracted before finding out what it was. Maybe she'd still give it to him?
He zipped off, leaving the couple to their... whatever they were doing. He wasn't sure, it wasn't something boos did, and it looked kinda gross anyway. Ew. And there was his maybe-friend on the couch! She was snuggled up with the shouty squishy, but maybe she'd be willing to be friendly again? She looked not okay too, but maybe she'd be nicer when he tried to be nice to her.
"Squishy who wanted to be friends, are you okay? The squishy over there looked not okay but she was mean to me when I asked if she was okay, but you were nice earlier and wanted to be friends, so I thought I'd try again?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:43 pm
Seiji really rally wanted to slam his fist into one or all of the boos drifting about the room, but he resist the urge best he could for the moment. None of the students wanted to be there, they had no choice in the matter, and the prattling and carefree amusement of the boos was infuriating. Starting a fight with them wouldn't have helped anything though, and with a resolved sign the boil turned away from the ghosts(loathed as he was to admit any connection to them), and glanced to the pair of students at his side.
He wished he hadn't. Seeing them safe in each others arms only made him all the aware of Junko's absence in his, and the immediate danger she was in.
He swallowed, one hand raising to press thumb and forefinger against his eyes and rubbed. He helped absolutely helpless, no worse, useless trapped in this room. The others from the field had joined the battle against the giant beast and the hunters, and he knew if could have only held on a little bit longer he could have been there with them, and he could have gotten to Junko.
It was silly really, as injured as he was, what could he have possibly done to help her? If anything, he'd have fallen where she could see, and then she'd have to go through watching him die.
Sinking down beside Herryk and Freya the boiled strained eyes back up to the screens, focus glued on the image of the futakuchi-onna and her blood stained face.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:45 pm
Freya blinked her eyes open in a confused daze when Herryk pulled away, her brow furrowing in disdain. She didn't know why he thought he should pull away, and her mind raced through all of the possibilities.
"What?" Her breathy voice whispered. She tried to turn her head slightly at the monitors, checking her sister and her friends to make sure nothing had gone horribly wrong. "Did I miss somethings?"
No, there was Hel, with - Mot looked terrible, eesh. But still, everyone seemed to be just where they were a moment ago.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 10:54 pm
All was peaceful, quiet, and calm in the Domain of Couch. The monitors flickered, the gentle sounds of desperate battle filtered through the speakers. Somewhere, popcorn was being popped. It was all good in the hood... Until. "ITSA ME!" a voice boomed, suddenly, and the walls shook. The feeds on the monitors fizzed for a moment, and the sound cut out completely, the speakers squealing with feedback before popping and releasing a few wisps of blue smoke. Footsteps echoed, each one making the floor tremble more and more as whatever it was got closer and closer - and then one entire wall collapsed in a sudden crash and haze of dust. Before the dust could clear, though, a particularly large and strident Boo, decked in medals, swooped in, positioning himself between whatever-it-was and the others in the room. It was none other than the famed (to Boos, anyway) General Boolissimo - and he was mad. "HOW DARE YOU, SIR, YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE-"His voice cut off as a strange hum filled the air. "Wait. WAIT. NO NO NO NO NO NO-" And then he was yanked backwards, his fluffy white ectoplasm siphoned down into a tube as he vanished with a pop! "HOW DARE YOU!!" came his shout, but it was muffled and sounded high-pitched and tiny. The haze cleared. "ITSA ME, THE BOO BUSTER," the figure boomed, waving his vacuum-capture device around in a threatening manner. The walls of the house seemed to lean inward as if in anger at this terrible incursion. "YOU ALL SUCK!" A pause. "I MEAN. I'LL SUCK YOU ALL!!" That was hardly better, but General Boolissimo's voice shrieked from within the tank of the capture-device. "BOOS! OTHER-BUT-NOT-AS-BAD-INTRUDERS! FIGHT FOR OUR HOUSE!!!" The house itself seemed to concur, for as General Boolissimo spoke, a light shone from the remaining walls, imbuing the gathered Boos with increased fortitude. Some of the furniture in the room shifted obediently, clearing a space for battle even as some of the couches locked together into what looked to be a comfy couch fort. The capture-vacuum revved, and the Boo Buster definitely seemed like he'd happily take Boo and Halloween alike! "TIME TO BE SU~UCKED!" he said in a weird sing-song voice. "ATTACK!!" the General screamed. Quote: OOC:Boos of the House, Students of Halloween - it seems the Haunted House is having a really bad day, and even the gentle Domain of Couch is not proof against it! The Boo Buster is here to take you all out! All Boos in the Domain of Couch should defend their home; students may join them OR may hide in the Couch Fort if you really don't want to fight (but if you hide, you won't get a prize at the end)!Students who choose to hide must post HIDING IN THE FORT in bold at the top of all their RP posts - note that once you begin to hide you cannot leave the fort and join the battle! This is to give people who are sick of fighting an out, and permit them to dedicatedly watch the other threads ICly (though note that the sound has fizzed out so you can only watch, not hear). If you're in the Couch Fort, you can basically ignore the boss fight entirely. Again, only those who fight the boss will get a prize, so choose wisely! All Students and Boos have had their stats modified by the combined influence of the Haunted House and the Boo Buster:- All Boos now have 30 HP! - All students have had their HP fully restored! - Boos MAY use their items from General Boolissimo's Boo-T Camp if they obtained them! HOWEVER:- Student FEAR has been locked down! There will be no FEAR attacks used in this room, alas! Natural forms may be unstable if you wish; that particular bit of flavor is up to each individual player. If you die in this room, you do not dissipate - instead, something else will happen. You'll see... This battle will proceed in rounds. Please post only one ACTION per round: an action being EITHER attacking, defending, or healing! You may only attack the Boo Buster. You can post additional RP posts if you'd like, but you can only take one action. All set? Then GO!
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