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 Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 10:33 pm
"SAUSAGES."
She gasped quietly, her eyes opening as she turned her head to stare up at Mac, looking rather horrified as her eyes met his. A pause followed as she threw her arms around the reaper's neck, closing her eyes again as she pulled him into a hug.
"I had a bad dream..." Yes, what she saw was a dream. Don't argue.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 10:42 pm
"Saus----What in Halloween are you talking about?" Mac rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh, the surprise of her hug melting away fairly quickly. In it's place came mild amusement, and he pat the poor ghoul on the back, making a pretty decent show of pretending to be sympathetic to her plight.
"Aww there there, It's not over yet." His tone was dripping with sweetness, but the content was not. "I'm just gonna tell you here to not look at the uh, horse boil, for a good long while, mmkay?"
Really, Petro was just setting high standards for the rest of them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 10:42 pm
Astra seemed to squeak with fright as Tro was coming towards her, her eyes trying to look at anything other then him and his lack of clothing. The fairy began to back away, and was supremely thankful hat he seemed to be distracted by Riley...Ah! It was Riley!
The fairy went to go over to the mindflayer, but she then heard Jericho snapping, and she turned to see he was talking to the Black cat ghoul Who was looking rather distressed.
Stupid jerk, always being a stupid jerk.
cautiously,s he moved over to the ghoul (who's nose was spewing copious amounts of blood..she wasn't sure why), and gently she tugged on the ghouls tail looking to make sure the dragon wasn't close. "E-xcuse me.." she said softy. "A-are you alright?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 10:56 pm
"... Okay..." She muttered, eyes still closed as she released Mac to hug her own legs instead, fingers rubbing them. Opening her eyes, she stared at the ground, "Petro's just the same as Jericho..." Her face went red again as she frowned.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:23 pm
One crisis averted with the mindflayer... At least 50 more behind it.
"No, I don't!" Riyo responded quickly to Deacon's snide question, as if she'd really had to answer. "I HATE Y-"
Then Petro approached... Still quite indecent. The feline looked rather dumbfounded, nervously trying to keep her eyes on his face. "I.. Uh..." She couldn't even hear the dragon shouting at her in the background. All she heard was the suggestion of using HIS LOINCLOTH as a tissue.
Immediately, the color drained from the ghoul's face. It was as if the question was a meteor that had just crashed and destroyed the function of half her brain.
For moments, she stood there quietly, her eyes simply staring straight ahead. The fairy's tugs on her tail elicited no reaction.
The only thing that managed to move her was Jericho's shirt hitting her face. It was enough force to knock the already unconscious Riyo down with a loud THUD. Brain overload successful.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:31 pm
Sadly, Astra had not realized that Riyo was just about to pass out, nor had she particular noticed since Tro was a lot closer to her now. Not wanting to stare she covered her eyes, carefully opening one to see if he was still there but instead saw the cat ghoul was now falling backwards.
The fairy didn't have enough time to get out of the way, and was suddenly flattened to the ground with a sudden "Eeek!" Her antenna now poking out form underneath riyo's coat accompanied by muffled cries
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 11:44 pm
With Mac taking care of Lizzy, the horse boil instead focused his attention to "Astra!" he called out once he saw Riyo topple over and onto the poor Fairy Reaper. Without further prodding from Deacon (though Petro did give the feline boil a nod of acknowledgement), bare legs took long strides until he was practically standing over Riyo. He then knelt down in a particularly strategic manner so as to hide the parts of him that was usually hidden behind his loincloth. "Y' okay under there?" he asked, as he attempted to gently raise the unconscious blonde ghoul off of Astra.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:08 am
Having dazed off there a little, Marosa shook his head and noticed there were a few more people, but no one he really recognized. He walked to another area and flipped a few more tables, this time dragging one to prop against another.
Hey, maybe it would make a good rain shield.
Or not, as there was a big gap there. Hmmm. He grabbed a third table and started making a very misshapen tent out of tables. The whole thing just looked sad.
Well, his father had always said he was creative. Just not the good kind of creative.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 2:45 am
Mot pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. Tro did not seem to hold the concept of indecent exposure all too well, and was approaching fainting ghouls as nature intended. He even went as far as to crouch over one poor fainted ghoul. What a mess this was!
Mot scanned the area for the missing article of clothing, finally spotting it serving as a poor excuse for a table cloth. He gingerly picked up the garment and tossed it at Petro's head. "Seriously, spare us the sight of your junk, partner."
He finally noticed Riley, who luckily had been informed properly that clothing was still important in this place. "Howdy there, Captain." Mot said with a mild smile and short wave of his hand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 1:39 pm
The ghoul could only watch, a bit dumbstruck, as more…chaos seemed to happen around them. Someone lost a loincloth, ghouls were fainting, boils were falling out of the sky, and others were arriving…would they be subjected to some sort of chaos as well? Was this string of events all caused by Akubi? Hel just blinked, watching as Mot then tried to bring one semblance of order to this chaos by giving the horse boil back his loin cloth. Wow. She just…had to come to this school. She just had to!
“Is it always this exciting here?” She questioned loudly after a moment, grinning once more, looking hopeful.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 9:26 am
"Eh. What do you mean Petro's the same as me?" Jericho asked Lizzy. He would have looked towards Tro, but he didn't want to. Not right now. It also seemed that somehow they had managed to knock Riyo unconscious.
The dragon couldn't help but snicker at the sight of Astra being caught in the fall, but Petro was already in the works of freeing her. Damn.
Glancing towards the female reaper in the area, Jericho shrugged.
"It gets pretty crazy now and then yeah," he grinned.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 10:29 am
Herryk didn't turn his back on Riley's campaign booth until he'd safely turned a corner and he could no longer see it. He wasn't quite sure what in Jack's name had happened back there but it was a lot of destruction and wailing and ... and glitter and Herryk wanted NO part in that.
He had come away from the ordeal with a whole mess of spookies and one BOSS hat, tentacles and all.
Burping softly, a loud noise caught his attention and he crept towards it. He wasn't sure what he was looking at when he found the source of the noise. There were.. lots of tables strewn about. Slowly he shoved a spookie into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully as he rubbed his cheek with a finger.
He watched for a long time.
The Florestival was a terribly mysterious, frightening place. ):
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 10:41 am
Sura watched the other people who had gathered at the land of strange objects she couldn't eat with a certain guarded curiosity. Certainly they weren't dangerous as far as she knew, but she was waiting for one of them to have a heavily sharp and dangerous object.
It wouldn't have ended well for the individual in question if she felt it aimed towards her own bulk.
Sura stepped carefully as she walked about the tables. Well.. 'carefully'. Her only real goal was to not step on any of the other students. The tables themselves were a casualty that could be had at will. Especially with her tail in question. It whipped around as she turned and overturned one of the tables, snapping the leg clean off of it. It hadn't been her intention persay, but none the less she looked at the damaged table in question.
Carefully the colossus picked it up, looked over it carefully, then tossed it without a second thought.
The broken leg, on the other hand, went into her mouth. Crunch crunch. Snap snap crunch nom.
As for the newest visitor of the table land..Sura had to admit she was pondering if the bulky male was squishable.
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bipolar bee rolled 1 100-sided dice:
75
Total: 75 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 10:50 am
Oh, so throwing tables is what this booth was for? Herryk didn't really understand many of the complexities behind such a task, but if the big lady that was eyeballing him was throwing tables, well, Herryk was not to be outdone. First things first, though. Delicately he took off his new cap and set it down on the ground, nestling the remnants of his spookies safely within the interior of the hat.
Moving to the nearest table, Herryk lifted a fist and slammed it down. His plan had been to test the strength and durability of the table but instead, well... his fist went right through it. Grunting in slight annoyance, Herryk worked his fist free before clutching the table with his meaty fists and letting the thing fly. He bellowed in satisfaction as it landed a fair distance away. Turning to face the big lady, he placed his hands on his hips and beamed.
"Now you throw." This was, quite possibly, the best game ever.
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
54
Total: 54 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 11:07 am
A flicker of ref went through Sura's eyes..well..the ones on her face. If it was nothing else, her emotions were very transparent and she was being goaded on. There was no doubt that she was being goaded on by the muscular man. There was a moment that she took to swallow down the leg she'd ingested, before she reached out to take up a table herself.
It wasn't too difficult to pick it up, not that she'd expected it to be, but she hefted it's weight testingly before she accidentally smashed it between her hands.
Sura frowned, eyes flickering again before she picked up another table and threw it without testing it's weight. That clearly wasn't the wise thing to do. However, unlike the ghost, her own table didn't quite go as far.
Her eyes flashed red and her tail flicked once with irritation, taking another table behind her out with it.
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