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 Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:13 pm
Tracey's attention span was just a fraction shorter than that of his human partner's so he hadn't immediately made the connection between Ferros and the hammer that William's boyfriend wielded. "Yes! William is mine." But realisation was a slowly dawning thing and he wiggled his legs delightedly as he realised the link. "Oh! Oh! Jordan is yours!" It was strange. To have been so close but never known.
He still made no move to be put down and might well have resisted if the attempt was made - still with no idea why this was the case. "Thankyou Byr! I do so try to be lovely..." At least this time the realisation was slightly quicker. He blinked and stated in surprise. "Rin is yours!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:37 pm
Byr chuckled rather deeply, "Yes Tracey; Rin is my human. Ahhh Jordan's - my human likes him too!"
He looked a bit relieved to be seeing them first hand in proper forms, "What do you guys want to do now that we're all free? I'm assuming this isn't forever so... probably should make plans and stuff."
It was about then the jackalope tried to lean against Ferros, he was notably shorter than them but that didn't dampen his cockiness, "I really like your name by the by. Ferrrros~ Can either purr it or growl it depending on the mood."
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:46 pm
There once was a story of two certain... bratty... little weapons, whom apparently were going on a rampage and persecuting anyone whom they thought was a 'homo' as they called it. If you can call a food fight that. She tried her best really to stay much out of the way, even after being called a Homo once or twice. Which she really should not take any offense right? She knew what she was, and btw IT WAS NOT HOMO. Still though, the woman found herself growing a bit of an eye twitch at the scene unfolding... until finally, with a bit of food being flung at herself, a mini nuclear explosion went off in her mind. "Ok. THATS IT." She screamed rather..... loudly. Before she stomped off in the direction the two children had decided to take up residence under a table as their anti homo 'fort'. Approaching, and probably being barreled with more food in the process, she chose to ignore such things. Hands on her hips, she stared down at them giving them a LOOK that a mother might give when scolding a child... Then this happened to their 'table fort'. 
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:47 pm
Ferros puffed a meditative breath of steam. "You are safe," he told Tracey; the statement was ambiguous, but he didn't clarify.
His eyes lit with interest at Byr's question. "We could make our humans do the Sun Run," he suggested. As gentle and careful as he'd been, he seemed to practically vibrate with interest at the idea of crushing shadowlings.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:51 pm
There was a cake on the counter. untouched by the madness that was happening with food being tossed around.
But not at the cake on the lone surface.
"THAT CAKE IS MINE!!!!"
cue swandive of Nidhogg's face into cake and all the snarling noises of food entering said boil's facehole.
Today was a day of miracles for the dragon chainsaw. even if eventually Leon would wonder why his hefty weapon wouldn't turn on. and try to spend all day filling it up with fear-gasoline.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:59 pm
"The sun run?" Tracey let out a very dramatic sigh, one hundred percent more dramatic given he had an audience. "All we ever do is fight, and William is in a strange mood with me." He lowered his voice consiprationally. "He looks angrier on the outside."
There was a strange pang of jealousy as the jackalope leaned on Ferros, a feeling that he got under control a little more as he tried to figure out why it was even present. "But, I could try and convince him maybe. If he'd listen. I'm not sure how well I'd be able to fight, like this." He eyed his claws - he could hardly remember how to use them, so used to the absolute dependence of the bond.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:01 pm
It worked like a charm.
The kid was still struggling with Ryan when literally everything got turned -ahem- upside down. He stared slow motion as Ceres singlehandedly destroyed the anti-homo fort with one fell swoop, the same fort that they had created out of their figurative blood and sweat.
Ceres was a formidable opponent. She wasn't just any ordinary Homo, she was Homo Mom. He turned to his partner in crime. "Well, it was nice knowing you. We tried but the evil Mom Homo boss has stats we can't even imagine, even the legendary power button times infinity is no use."
He pulled down his hood, slightly to cover his face as if facing his demise. "It was nice working with you."
He knew ever since he had become a weapon exactly what risks entailed, from the moment he had chosen his Hunter, from when they fought and fought and fought. And so, he looked Ceres right in the eye - the noncovered eye- and showed her one last act of defiance.
He was ready to die.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:06 pm
"IIIIIII was thinking something a bit more fun really. Jack we couldn't do before as weapons. Fighting is definitely something we could do anytime... things we couldn't do before; swim, play games, eat, dance, pretty much jacking anything," he gave Ferros a gentle pat, "Common big guy, surely you could think of something much much more fun than that~"
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:09 pm
Jezebel pinged a jello cube right off defiant little Noah's head. It ruined the moment.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:11 pm
"We know," Ferros confided to Tracey. "We don't hold it against him."
When Byr agreed with Tracey that maybe they should so something other than fight, Ferros seemed to sag slightly. "I don't swim," he said sadly."I sink. And rust."
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:16 pm
Ryan glared down at the doppelganger. He was in no mood to play games with these two brats. Not when he spent the last hour running around trying to find his brat of a weapon. Who apparently, was causing everyone else a headache as much as he always caused him.
"If you're going to ask like that, then no." He growled out and stuffed the PSP into his coat pocket. He would give it back when the kid asked nicely.
"Don't worry." Locke gave the boil an encouraging pat on the back. "I'm getting $500 later! I'll buy you a new one--one that's not infected with homo!" He finished, glaring up at the homo--Ryan.
"Since when were you getting it, you little worm?" He asked, matching the carbuncle's glare. "You'll be lucky if I don't have to use it up paying for the mess you and your brat of a friend are maki--"
"BOMBS AWAY!"
Locke heard the call and snatched up a food tray, ignoring his owners words to fend off the sudden rain of jello bombs.
"The homos are uniting!" Something must have caused them to band together. Clever homos, they were learning fast. Thank Jack for Noah's runic barriers and the anti-homo fo--
The fort!
Locke froze in place, as the fort disappeared from over them, leaving the two of them exposed to the homo virus and the legendary homo mom.
"Don't say that! You can't give up yet!" He pleaded, giving the boil a shake. "We can still beat them!"
They were so doomed.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:19 pm
Dis might have gone up to Noah and Locke, smiling. "Hello, little homos in training." He pat them both on the head. "Ceres was it? Where is your Takeru? I would love to.. speak with him. Again." The weapon smiled. "While you deal with these ones. Or I can speak with you, in depth. You seem to enjoy being guided by us weapons after all."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:26 pm
"What's homos? something tasty?"
Nid hogg was much better off just trying to break open the vending machine with his skull than trying to talk to Noah and Locke and the others.
With a slice of pizza hanging from his mouth.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:47 pm
As the table was sent flipping over, some of the tension that her been building up in her shoulders relaxed along with it. WHat was left below, once their shelter was taken away, was two children. One whom gave a look of...total defeat. The other? The spark of resistance was still in his eyes. Either way, she matched their looks with an equally, if not more so, stubborn one. Placing hands back on her hips, she stared down at the both of them... even as a random jello cube came flying out of no where. ".....Homo Mom Boss?" That sounded like the name of some evil robot in her mind for some reason. A feminine robot wearing an apron, with a horrible 60's hairstyle, and a meat cleaver for one of its hands. Thankfully, she was not and had none of these things on her persons at the moment. She had lost Takeru after all, and he could have counted as a meat cleaver. Her gaze flicked up towards a voice that called her, to see Dis approach her, she offered a small smile. "I lost him somewhere too, last i saw really he was heading towards the dorms. Im currently a little busy at the moment though... so i hope you can excuse me, need to teach some brats manners." Eyes that looked away briefly were now back at Noah and Locke. "Ryan care to come with me for a moment?" Locke was his right? He would probably want in on this... "Your free to join the lesson as well if you want too." She called over to the.... golem with the pizza in his mouth. "If you want to be treated like children well then i will TREAT you like children. 'Mom Boss' as you call me, has demanded time-out." Leaning over she reached out, grabbed at them both, and dragged them away from the floor where they had been sitting at and into a corner of the Cafeteria.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 4:00 pm
Ferros got a warm smile. "He was so sad for a while, I couldn't fix him. But you and yours made him happy again by being okay. And me - I was happy too." Though he still couldn't be sure precisely why that relief had been as deep as it was.
Byrr's idea was enthusiastically received but it did seem that swimming was out."I can't really swim either. Wet wings make me sink. But I can fly! Flying is amazing, its the best thing in the world. Well, one of the best things. I don't mind what we do though, even just talking is amazing for me after so much quiet for so long. I mean William thinks a lot but its dark and mean and bloody and it sort of..gets to me after a bit." he trailed off in a fleeting moment of out-of-place sadness before he swerved back due optimism. "But now I get to meet all the amazing others here - and be carried around - I'm happy!"
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