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Mathias wasn't so sure about the sarcasm, or who it was meant for, but Zar was given a narrow eyed look, as the wolpertinger's teeth bared themselves just slightly more than usual. But Holly seemed to be happy, smiling, talking, even if it all was a bit...strange. Perhaps a little tense, and oddly political which made for an uncomfortable and awkward little monster boil who was forced to stand idly by and wait for his "date" to finish up her conversation. When she appeared ready to leave, he gave a polite nod to each Barth and Zar, and his hand slipping into Holly's, his teeth gritted so as to keep himself from saying anything harsh and making this evening any more "trying" for Holly. "Vas nice meeting you both." He finally managed, and then turned away, ready to take the warder out to the dance floor as promised.

But it was not to be. The events that followed were not just annoying, but flat out aggravating as well. It took everything in the wolpertingers power not to just growl at the silly boil that was hanging on to Holly and boot him in the rear with three inch thick soles. However, he was fairly sure that such action might be frowned upon, and so, with an exasperated sigh, he turned away, chewing on the inside of his lip as he had another look around at the party goers, hoping to see somebody that he might actually recognize.

Eventually, he pulled out his phone, and a spookie, nibbling on one while checking the other for messages. There were none, of course, and for no reason at all that he could think of except that he was, still, feeling immensely put out, he sent Jove another text.



He stared at the text for a long time, his stomach twisting unpleasantly before he hit the send button.

"Holly!" He suddenly snapped, as he put the phone away. "Stop playing vith stupid little pony boil. He is drunk and verrückt und Ich bin nicht mit einem sehr guten Tag!" He growled, baring his teeth for a moment, before looking away, trying to get a handle on his sudden irrational anger.

When he looked back at her again, it was with a strained look in his eyes, "Am vanting night to not end badly. Bitte, please, let's just go dance."

Yin tucked his ticket away and then smiled at Alexander, and the next thing he knew...well, he was still smiling at Alexander, but he no longer had a drink in his hand and Alexander had a ticket. They must have made it to the games already, and while trying to figure out how they had gotten there without him knowing was enough to give him a headache there was really only one thing to do. Play the game.

"I suppose I shall try as well," he stated, reaching out and giving the wheel a spin. It landed on a ticket and he took his prize, turning to show it to Alexander. "Well, now we both have one, though I really do not know what to do with it. Do you know what these are for?"

I'VE WON A TICKET!
Game played: Spin the Wheel

Mayaa was a little shocked when Mellow pushed her and Camilla away, and gave the ghoul a worried look. Mellow they're trying to help youuuuuuuuuuuuu.
Shayne arrived not long after, and Mayaa was distracted for a brief moment when she watched the two drink some strange concoction, seemingly similar to the one Mellow had drank before... well...

"U-um, is that safe?"
While she was one who would often "act first, think later", seeing Mellow end up mopey and sad made her worried too. Mellow please don't cry!

Thankfully, another ghoul came by, and seemed to be able to calm him down, and Mayaa smiled. Friends were always good!
Yet it seemed shortly after he was crying again, and Mayaa joined in in comforting him.
Sorry Mellow, seems like you're surrounded by ghouls again.

His pillow was taken, his pillow was TAKEN! ;口;

Through the blurred vision, Mellow could make out the silhouette of an angry short boil with long ears snarled at him and took his pillow with him. "Even the boil - Hic! Even the boil bully MEEEEEEEEeeeeeee~" It sounds like a sad neigh of an equine. The dramatic pony boil flopped exaggeratedly back on the floor where his phone slid out to make the vibrations much more obvious against the hard ground. He picked out the phone and it coincidentally opened the critter as an unfortunate accident. With his cheeks puffed up, he started to randomly type things on the keyboard, tears still dropping like a faucet tap not tightly shut.

Finally, he realized the creeple talking to him, but still his mind unable to send the signals that they were ghouls he feared a lot. "Not okay! Everything - Hic! Hic! Hic! - someone took my pillow - Hic! - I want to take a nap, I feel unwell - Hic! Bad! All of you are bad! I wanna go homeeeeeee - Hic! - but I don't want those monsters - Hic! They hurt me! They tease me! I hate them! I hate them! Hic!"

And then he was wailing again.

Keen headed back to the ball pit, gazing into it wondering about the day's dangers.

7, 4, 6, 6, 3, 8

Keen shrugged a bit and jumped into the pit, all was going well until a gnome leapt out of the pit beside her bursting into flame.. wow that had to hurt, at least she managed to take the ticket from him before he self emolated. A moment later a second did the exact same thing... weird fellows... (6 *2)

The ball pit sucked her in a moment later, and the banshee gasped in shock, before blinking and finding herself standing at the edge.. what happened there? (4,7)

When the balls started to talk to her, and she felt slimy things at the bottom of the pit she knew she had, had enough and climbed out to wash up and move on. (3, cool

I'VE WON A TICKET!
Game played: The Ballpit
Number of Tickets Won:2

Keen's new total 6 tickets