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 Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 9:03 pm
Melvin burst out laughing. Just outright laughed. "I didn't...think you'd..." He all out lost it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 9:04 pm
Rin roooolled his cloudy lil white eyes again, "What are you, five?"
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 9:08 pm
"Hey! I just had underwear and then water tossed on me." He huffed back, holding the jacket back up on his shoulders as it was slipping down. "I also wanted to see if you had the balls to say it. Now I know." He said with a smile. It was one thing to draw dicks on peoples' faces, but another to say it outright.
"Nice to see you, by the way." He looked her over. "You look terrible." At least he wasn't rotting.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 9:19 pm
Rin heaved a heavy sigh before smiling again, "Yep. Now you know." He vaguely parroted before suddenly busting into a quick fit of chuckles himself, "You're a p***k you know that? It's okay though, you're surrounded."
He winked though it looked horrible and not at all playful as he intended, "You look terrible too. You look like frizz got frizz on its frizz. But uhh.. yeah it's hard finding familiar faces so it's definitely good."
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 9:41 pm
"Really?" Melvin touched his head and felt it was a bit plush, but it already had felt that way. He didn't like being short,wet, or in dirty jackets, but worst of all, he didn't like having bad hair. "Is it really bad?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 9:46 pm
"Pretty bad," Rin offered unhelpfully before glannnncing around and then lowering his voice, "I could try and fix it if I had a brush but I'm not sure what it's meant to look like. You look about as wooly as a sheep all around. I suspect that may be intentional?"
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 9:54 pm
"I thought I was a ram ...thing." He said, now super self-conscious of himself as he patted his head before sighing. "I guess it's not my hair anyways." Still, it was really bugging him now.
"Any good booths to visit? I only got a few minipets." He gestured to the octopussy still tied in the red wagon he was pulling, various swag, and a ghost pom. He was honestly tired now, but he wanted to get more. Still, it was nice to talking to someone who he knew was human - in some sense.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 10:00 pm
"It depends," Rin started as he gestured the many little things he'd fished out of the jacket before forking it over. "I'm still not sure which of these are for certain minis or strange Halloween trinkets or foodstuffs," he offered a tart, a feather, and a small flower thing... but kept an egg very very close. Possessively.
"Think I can keep some of these in your wagon?"
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 10:06 pm
Melvin shrugged. "Don't see why not. I'm carrying everything else. Just make sure they stay on the wagon. I can't be chasing all these pets. Try and tie them up if you can." The sad octopussy meowed pathetically, and Melvin ignored it, not caring that it's tentacles were tied up in bows. It would teach it to stick to his head.
"Nice to see you guys around. Feels like I could get lost here for an eternity just looking at booths."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 10:13 pm
Rin sat the tart on top of the feather and flower it so they wouldn't catch a breeze and blow off, "Pretty sure pie things can't walk so I think you're good." He couldn't help but grin at the poor feline creature. Not a huge fan of them himself he was fairly certain it deserved that.
He kept the egg though. "Yeah, this place is huge... There was a fairly fun booth with strength testers, paint guns, and dunking booths; how does that sound?" he raised his brows hopefully at the ram.
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: Wed Sep 19, 2012 2:17 am
Melvin considered all those games, and looked around. "Sounds better than attack minipets, water buckets, and underwear showers." He picked up the bottom of the jacket to keep it from dragging but then looked to his wagon. He needed more hands.
Shuffling out of the jacket, he bundled the great mound in his little arms and nearly fell back lifting it back up for her to take. "Here. Thanks."
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 4:52 pm
Rin smiled to himself. Good, he managed to suggest something acceptable on the first try. He raised a brow curiously as the jacket was offered back and after an exaggerated show of bending down gathered it up in a hand and attempted to place it on the wagon beside her minis to dry.
"You know; I could help with that too sometime," he pointed at the wagon handle. "Especially since I'm so much bigger and stronger now," he flexed heroically at Melvin.
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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vampireluvr97 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 6:41 pm
I WANNA KARAOKE!
Alice had heard about some music coming to look for their next band member. When she came by the booth, she saw some big machine, the karaoke booth, by the side of the building. She didn't know what it was when she saw, nor did she know that it was one when she first walked inside it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:25 pm
I'm a JoanieShe wasn't going to panic. She absolutely wasn't going to panic. She'd made it this far--it was just a little bit further, right? Bethel hid in the dressing room for a little while longer, sitting on a bench and breathing. Through the nose, out the mouth, through the nose-- Okay. She had her makeup, she had her clothes--she wasn't Bethel, no, she was JOANIE. What would Joanie do right now? She wouldn't be hiding, that was for sure. The boots were hard to stand in, but she did. Bethel took one last, deep breath, squaring her shoulders, shoving at her black wig, and thinking like Joanie. Really, what was so special about this school, anyway? Subconsciously her head tilted, her chin going up, her eyes narrowing slightly as a tiny smile tugged at the corner of her lips. So what if Johnny Danger went here? JD's last CD had been a complete flop. Without constantly being in the public eye he was out of the loop, last year's flavor. The world--and this school--NEEDED a proper Joanie. With that thought she stepped out of the makeup booth.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 9:51 pm
A puff of dust came out of the CD tray, and finally, a small token was ejected. Don't spend it all in one place.
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