It was likely he had slipped into a trance of some sort—not a Trance trance, just the "thinking about other sorts of things" kind—because when the winners of his lot were announced, Mmur's spine snapped straight and he and he hopped to his feet as if he had been stung. Wha... He'd lost? Oh...
Well, to be fair, he'd hardly paid attention after that initial bid. It was probably inevitable. And it seemed someone had spent some seeds to acquire him? Even better! He smiled at the ghoul who had bid on him as he was led off of the stage, he even opened his mouth to introduce himself, but his response was put off when she held out a piece of paper and asked him to sign it.
"Oh! I..." He peered at the list, making sure it wasn't some sort of long-term contract that allowed scarelings to ride him at birthday parties or anything. "Yes! Certainly." He scribbled his name where indicated, handed her back her pen and rocked from his heels to the balls of his feet for a moment. This was all so very interesting!
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Amarus. I..." He didn't quite know how to tell the ghoul that he wasn't really made of yogurt, nor did he want to. It was such a marvelous little lie and one he would keep alive as long as he was able. "To be honest, I was born this way. It is difficult sometimes, especially in the desert. But I manage." He seemed thoroughly put upon and slightly sad for a second, but it was gone just as quickly when he grinned again. "So, do you do this a lot? Bid on people. I confess it is new to me. I am not sure what you have planned for me, but I am certain it will be delightful!"
Face your demons
Yes we will! Mmur will do any number of silly things, so it should be fun. XD
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:23 pm
Face your demons
Calder smiled, taking the page and looking at it. "Yes, I can shapeshift into a mare." He took a pen from her and used a nearby table to sign it. "Oh, can we sign twice? I have black hair." He pointed to his head. He wasn't sure if doubles counted.
"One seed? ONE lousy stinkin' seed?" Enzo's eyes narrowed on the crowd to spot Bea standing innocently in the distance. "Come on, folks, I'm worth more'n THAT aint I?" It stung. Deep in his freckled heart.
Enzo is a first year Reaper with an upright bass familiar and a 1920's stylin'. President of the student Radio Club.
Scyerline
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:47 pm
MoonKitsune
Ty for the signature e ue <3 ENJOY TIME WITH BILLY, CALDER xD <3
Amarus tilted her head at the student, and the corner of her mouth quirked up as Calder signed for shape shifting. "I was thinking about that, but it can only be one, and... I think that it's more likely I'll find another black-haired student than I will a shape-shifting one," she suggested, "...but I might be completely wrong, at which point perhaps I can find you around later and trade it out for black hair?" She clapped the student on the shoulder.
[[---- AND THEN LATER ON IN THIS TIME LINE BECAUSE wow I am getting confused OTL ]]
Whether or not he was actually made of yogurt, Amarus took his word. "If you are made of yogurt, and were born that way, do you taste of yogurt? What flavour? And how do you not have many cats flocking to you?" Sometimes, Amarus had moments of lucidity, during which she seemed completely on the ball. Other times, the fact that she'd appeared in the Haunted House a year ago with no memories of who she'd been or what was going on really showed.
Also, cats do not flock. But she generally had more experience with birds, hence the weird choice of terminology. And then if anyone was to point it out, she would simply picture them flocking as birds do and remain confused as to why cats cannot flock. Think about the word flock one more time and see if it stops making sense. Flock.
Her inner monologue (which was going nowhere at the moment, she was simply wondering if one could bake yogurt in the desert), was interrupted by his question: So, do you do this a lot?"Do I... oh, no, why, does this happen a lot? Do students regularly bid on each other? What a strange practice. I wandered in, and you seemed to really want to bid on everyone, so I figured I would want to as well...!"
If someone else was doing it, she wanted in-- mostly out of boredom, really. "Oh, and I need to keep myself entertained or I get so bored I fall asleep." She smiled at Mmur, suddenly, at the notion of something being delightful. His generally excitable personality was starting to make her perk up. "We are going to make them very sorry that they facilitated our meeting, I am certain," she wondered aloud. It would definitely involve baked goods. But perhaps at the end, because they would (if they worked) kind of make them both sleepy, and she didn't really want to nap all day.
Smerdle
I have no idea if we start another PRP later or what happens now xD; My aim is todearmylove if that helps OTL
Face your demons
Magnetic Detective
Offline
MoonKitsune Crew
Romantic Exhibitionist
Offline
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:49 pm
Bilious
"No you're not!" TG called back from his seat. The imp was super helpful. A great friend.
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:53 pm
From the stage, Enzo shared some very rude hand gestures with the Imp in the audience, and a bit of Bronx Cheer.* *footnote: Bronx Cheer = Blowing a Raspberry.
No no no no nooooo This was not how this was supposed to happen. This was supposed to fun and lighthearted and not a bidding war with a couple of Horsewomen. Belladonna tried to look placid and not at all ruffled by the fact that the pretty Horsewoman had offered that other Horseghoul her seeds. Even if the Horseghoul hadn't taken the offer, she stilled added more to her offer. They already had Sal! It wasn't like they couldn't go visit him whenever they wanted! (The same could be said for the witch, but that was a symbolic gesture of peace! Sort of...) With a tiny whine she tallied up her own seeds in her head before her hand shot upwards in the air. "I bid 50!" She was going to win this auction. She had to. Because Sal was going to teach her alchemy and it was going to be awesome and fun and he'd call her 'little filly' all day and she had to win.
BELLADONNA IS BIDDING 50 SEEDS ON SALBEI!
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 2:06 pm
If Alex had any idea that Belladonna did not appreciate his fantastically slimy hugs, he didn't let it show. "Yer so pretty. Mort is lucky guy~" He resorted to just slinging his arm around the witches shoulders, perhaps leaning on her a little heavily as he wavered on his feet.
Somebody needed to keep him as far away from Mort and the stash of spirits as possible.
People were bidding, but Alex was hardly paying attention. Not until Belladonna was forced to bid on Salbei again, reminding the zomboil that there was indeed an auction going on.
"Sal's good guy. Hope you win." His words were punctuated by a hiccup, and his face spread with a dopey smile.
"If needin more seeds, jus le me kno. Got lotsa seeds."
"Desires me for ONE seed?" Enzo called back to Frost with an indignant sour-puss. "What sorta' drugstore cowboy she take me for?" He should be happy someone was bidding at all.
The Boss had no real input, happily wheeling in circles behind him after a stray moth with a throaty series of amused thrums.
And then tried to eat it.
iStoleYurVamps
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 4:10 pm
"Wiiiiifeeeeey. Aliiiiiice."
Two stitched arms wrapped themselves about Alex and Belladonna as a third head edges itself between them, stinking of alcohol and good cheer. "'Sup," Mort greeted with a droopy smile and with a wet kiss to the cheek for the witch. "Y'havin' fun? M'havin' fun. Lots've fun. Yeah~" He wavered a bit in place. "S'goin' on with 'em bidsss?"
AyeAvast
Seussi
medigel
Anxious Spirit
Offline
MoonKitsune Crew
Romantic Exhibitionist
Offline
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 4:11 pm
"Who said she's bidding for you? She could be after that plank of wood you call a instrument!" He laughed at the Reaper, pointing at Boss.
Quote:
TG is a very short, red, imp boil in a black, large jacket with stray foxfire fur hem.
Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 4:20 pm
Normally one for affection, Belladonna was not prepared for the hug she received from Alexander or the fact that he now leaned against her. Surely it was an awkward thing with more than a foot height difference between them, but the witch was not going to shirk his kindness. Though she did not smile, she did place a hand on Alexander's arm to steady him. His compliment did at least earn him a small chuckle as the witch bent her head back to bump against his chest. "Thank you. You are quite handsome yourself... And I will win." Because once determined, the witch would not be swayed from her decision. The zombie's offer did finally reward him with a full smile as she once again pressed her head back to him. "That is very kind of you thank yoooo--Hi Mort!" At least, the witch got out the greeting before she was shuffled around into a three person hug. Now this was just weird.
"Oh my Hecate, are you two drunk?!" Oh, now that made way more sense. "For shame you horrid creatures! Getting all spirited up without me." It was the closest she was getting to scolding them right now, especially considering they were being extra affectionate. So long as neither of them breathed in her face, it would be fine. In show of such, the witch wrapped a free arm around Mort, a small ghoul squished between two at least a foot taller than she. It was like a zombie forest!
