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 Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 2:34 pm
Ronan had listened politely to Lin's ramblings.. He really hoped they weren't all expected to tell a story about themselves, he was terrible at story telling.
The smell of woodsmoke was comforting, it reminded him of home.
He very nearly cracked that smile Kai had imagined, thanking Dashner as he took a muffin.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 6:04 am
Gryff basked in the warmth of the bonefire, stretching out his long legs to absorb the heat. This was infinitely better than the way the night had been going, with the HexBox going off and the weird LARPing. This was an event worthy of having Gryff at it.
He pulled a martionmallow out of a nearby bag, put it on a stick and stuck it close to the fire, waiting for it to get crispy and black.
From a side pocket on his robe, he pulled out the last piece of working technology in the entire Merha manor area. That was the point. This thing was basically Lin-proof. Gryff and his gremlin has spent weeks designing, testing, redesigning and trying to destroy the thing. There was no battery to short out and only the most primitive circuit board. It could, in fact, only do a handful of things. All it needed to do right now was transmit and receive/translate.
It looked like a Blackbury but it didn't have a keyboard. Instead, below the screen, the was a small straight key. Flipping it over, Gryff unfolded a crank and gave it a dozen turns before folding it back in. There, now it was good for at least two hours. Nearly silently, he began clicking the key.click click pause, click click... text to Atomica You wouldn't believe how helpless these bros are. No, wait, you'd totally believe it. text to Atomica Lin shorted out the manor, everyone panicked about how to fix the fusebox, have settled on bonefire. text to Atomica If you take away their precious HexBox they don't even know what to do with themselves. Pathetic. text to Atomica At least Nero can't pull out his iCoffin again and show off his ghouly libury. Uhg. Gross. text to Atomica He's trying to find Kai ghoul to take to the dance, as if ANY ghoul will do. text to Atomica Lin told story about how his parents met, still brings a tear to my eye.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 3:53 pm
Felix felt a little taken back, "Me?" He asked pointing to himself.
He put his finger to his chin and stroked his goatee, Hmmm, a good story...
"Oh! I have a good one about these two boos that tried to look in the forest for my 3 eyed goblin neighbor, Jeremy!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 4:18 pm
A stick with multiple 'forks', each covered with multiple skewered martianmallows, rose up in front of Kai and Nero's view before Glen slowly held his bounty over the flames for a toasty treat.
Glen looked at Felix and smiled.
"Well? Let's hear it!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 7:58 am
Ronan listened to the stories quietly, jamming a martianmellow onto a stick and holding it into the flames till the outside started to brown.
As he withdrew it from the flames, the stick smouldered and calmly, he gently blew on it till the flames died down.
He turned to Rory, sitting beside him. "Would you like one?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:01 am
"Are you INSANE?!" Rory half-whispered, half-shouted at Ronan, before realizing he was interrupting Felix. "Erm! Sorry! Carry on."
Rory edged further away from the fire and whispered back at Ronan.
"You're taking sticks, putting fuselage on the end, and then lighting it on fire! How is that not dangerous?!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:10 am
Ronan stared at Rory, a bemused smile spreading across his face. Of course it was dangerous, everything was dangerous to this boo.
"They're delicious though." He eased his martianmellow off the stick and popped it into his mouth, licking the hot melted gloop off his fingers. "Never burns for long."
He offered a stick to Rory.
"Technically speaking, everything in life is in some way dangerous. " He shrugged. "I mean, you could trip over a rock while walking, or one of these logs could explode and rain sparks down on us.. "
He stopped, this wasn't helping was it? Rory's face had somehow managed to turn a paler shade of silver.
"uh.. sorry. What I mean is... You have to try not to focus on the tiny chance of things going wrong. Statistically speaking, the possibility for catastrophic incident is very low. You're more likely to win the lottery than be struck by lightening for instance. And how many people do you know who've won the lottery?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:15 am
Dashner nudged Ronan in the side. "Bro... Really?"
"Rory, bro, just think. Think of how much progress you've made. Remember when you first appeared? You thought every single thing was dangerous, including us. And look where you are now? A Boo's creepover!"
He looked at Ronan and back at Rory. "Just think about how much you've grown."
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:19 am
"Ow.. what was that for?" He glared at Dashner, he hadn't thought anything he'd done or said warranted an elbow in the side.
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:22 am
"Actually, people who win the lottery tend to have a LOT of mirrors in their houses, so I know quite a few." Rory replied. "There's this one witch in Albuquerque who took a wrong turn and she bought a lottery ticket at the broom station when she asked for directions, and-"
Rory cut himself off as he realized this was a tangent that had nothing to do with the actual conversation.
"Uh...I mean...Those look great. Sure, I'll try one." Rory accepted a stick from Dashner and a martianmallow from Ronan. With shaking hands, he put the mallow on the end of the stick and held it out towards the fire...a good 3 feet away from any actual flames.
"Yes, this is great. Totally great. No chances of jumping flames traveling up the stick and setting my clothes on fire, raising my skin temperature to the shattering point at all, nuh uh, nope..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:27 am
Ronan frowned at Rory.
"I am pretty certain we could extinguish any flames before you were engulfed Rorrim, unless you are in the habit of dousing yourself in highly flammable accellerent."
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:43 am
"Uh....I do have a lot of product in my hair..." Rory waved the (ice cold) stick a few times for good measure. "Maybe I should back up a little bit more..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 8:53 am
"You'll never melt it that way."
He reached out to help Rory get the stick INTO the fire.
"Just hold it there for a minute,. "
He shook his head, how in the seven seas did Rorrim get anything done when he was so scared of everything? It was a wonder the boo managed to get out of bed in the morning, let alone out of the mirror.
"have you considered switching to a less flammable brand of hair gel?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 9:14 am
"Considering how this is the first time I've decided to plunge myself stickfirst into a fire? No, changing my hair gel hasn't occurred to me before this exact moment." Rory gave Ronan an incredulous look. Did he go around playing with fire all the time? And if so, why did he always seem so annoyed by Heath Burns?
"Aaahhhh.....aaahhh...." Rory waved the stick back and forth, Ronan's grip on his hand unwavering in keeping the martianmallow plunged into the flames. "It's on fire! It's on fire!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 13, 2013 9:22 am
"Of course it's on fire, that's the point."
The pair were now attracting attention from the others, but Ronan ignored the stares.
"how else are you supposed to toast the martianmellow?"
Holding Rory's hand tightly, he ignored the poor boo's panic. He'd never learn to get over this ridiculous fear by hiding.
Soon enough the martianmellow began to brown and crisp up on the outside, Ronan let go of Rory's hand.
"There, see? Toasted to perfection. Well done. And you aren't on fire either."
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