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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 1:59 pm
Madison slowed her steps as she reached the Amityville Academy campus proper - she'd never been this close to things before. Sure, there was that festival thing, but that had been in the fields and stuff, not right here in the middle of their high school thing. Stupidest. High school. Ever. But she had to find an easy mark and bring them back to Caelius within half an hour. Kouki. Gimme some tips here. What kinda thing is easy to trick?Not demons, the weapon said, instantly. They're too... stuffy. A male, perhaps? Your golem is quite fetching, presently.If you start talking about my 'hair' again, I swear I'm going to throw you into the ocean when we get back home... okay. Not demons. Fine. A guy sounded good. She knew how to get guys, at least in theory, and... well. She currently looked like a pretty gorgon girl, with delicate green scales and a mass of hooded black snakes on her scalp. That was attractive... maybe? Who even knew, with freaks. Okay. Time was ticking. Madison looked up at the clock tower looming overhead as she laid out a few possible plans. But all of them required one thing... a person to use them on... Madison turned, trying not to look like she was checking people out. Or at least not in a suspicious, Huntery way. Ol-j-man Hello! This is the sacrificial RP you get from posting in the plot sacrifice thread. :3
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 3:34 pm
Was he really that into boobs and butts? It was just innocent observing, right? Nothing wrong with compliments, yes? So what if his eyes automatically drew towards those features, should they be prominent enough?
Roch's threat in Xiu's profile made Mort think nonetheless. Could he go a day without doing that sort of stuff? OF COURSE HE COULD.
And thus, Mortimer walked. He strode with confidence. A gameboil was in his coat pocket, his crap of a skellyphone in the other, and his messenger bag was swung over his shoulder with pride; within lied his sketch book, his secret journal of dreams.
SEE HERRYK THERE WAS NO MAN PURSE HERE. THIS IS A LEGIT MAN'S BAG.
And oh did he stride. He strided with the swag of a boil who knew himself and the slowness of a, well, zombie. This was the day he would not stare at or comment on what the Jack more snakes.
Like Taryn's butt-snake.
And in the span of a few seconds, he both failed to reach his goal and was happy to do so, for look at that ghoul.
The zomboil stopped in midstep, paused, set his foot down, and redirected himself to intercept the . . . whatsit. What were those called again. "Harro there!" he greeted, pushing his glasses up. "H-Have no see b-b-before."
Aaaand there went the incessant stutter.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 5:28 pm
Madison heard the freak coming, but she acted like she was surprised anyway, turning around with a frustrated expression on her face. "Oh! Hello to you too... I was just looking for my minipet," she said, with a sigh. "I'm Calliope. What's your name, cutie boil?" Ugh ugh ugh was she seriously hitting on a freak. Gross. But, inside her mind, she and Kouki were speaking to each other nearly quicker than thought. They had a name. They had a cover. They had a plan. And it seemed they had a target.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 10:35 pm
He . . . He was a cutie?
* A * SCORE.
If Mort was capable of blushing, he might have. To make due, he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "N-N-Nice from ghoul n-nice w-words." Well that could have come out better. "Wh-What minipet be?" he asked, more than ready to leap to her assistance at this point, the poor guy. "Like t-t-t-to help!"
Did he forget his name? FFFFFFFFF. "I-Is M-M-M-M" Deep breath, cowboil. "M-Mortimer. Mort is sh-short."
Almost of their own volition, the zombie's hands picked up his skellyphone during this little exchange, flipped it open, and wrote a quick text to his bro.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 5:19 pm
"He's a fancy foxfire," Madison sighed, staring at her golem's feet. "I was walking him and he got away from me... he just pulled the leash right out of my hand! He ran that way-" She pointed the direction she'd come from before Mort arrived, back where Caelius was waiting. "But I-I... I was scared to go there by myself..." She did her best to look utterly miserable, ashamed by her own fear. "Um, if it's not too much trouble, could you... maybe come with me, Mort? I promise I'll make it up to you somehow... I just need to find him!!
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 5:30 pm
A fancy foxfire? Mort's eyes lit up. He had one of those, a gift from Herryk! Lanna was very easy to picture, and even if this one was a different color, wings and a tiny horn would still be able to make the minipet stick out. "Yesyesyesyes," he agreed with equally enthusiastic nods. "W-Will help!" And he would get a hug maybe in return for his super heroic efforts. Maybe the foxfire would be up in a tree, and he could take his arm off and reach it! Or something! WHO KNEW!
"Know how f-feel," Mort added. "M-M-Many bad things lately happen. S-Safer go together." With nervous bravado, he offered the gorgon his arm, should she feel the need to, say, clutch onto it like a damsel in distress. Assuming she didn't mind the subtle smell of rotting flesh the zombie always had. "Lead on!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 5:46 pm
Oh, this was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. "Thank you! You're a real gentleman." She smiled at the freak before gingerly taking the offered arm. "Seriously, I appreciate it so much... I think he ran this way? Um, I hope? It might take us a while to find him, he's so naughty," she sighed, sounding exasperated. She started walking towards where Caelius waited, staying close to Mort, as if she truly were afraid of going further without the freak's presence. "Have you been at Amityville long?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 6:00 pm
He was . . . he was a cutie first, and now a gentleman?
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This had to be love. This was what it felt like. Right? The nervous fluttering where his heart should have been beating, his innards twisting with glee at her compliments. She even took his arm! How many ghouls did that without talking about the smell?
Yup. Totally love.
Mort couldn't help but grin boyishly as Calliope stayed close, feeling like a very lucky boil. Wait until he showed Herryk! Maybe he should totally go out more. "Is k-kay~" he told the ghoul as they walked. "Used naughty. Has m-minipet, Brian, likes try e-e-eat kushi . . ." It was a wonder the dragie hadn't yet! But then, Daisy was nimble on her tiny feet. "A-Also has fancy foxfire. Maybe when find, can have meet?" Any excuse to keep the ghoul with him at this point.
As far as how long he'd been there . . . "Been for 'bout monthish," Mortimer replied after a moment in thought, though it had felt much longer. "You? Where sleep at?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:17 pm
"Oh, sure~ Fluffy would love to meet yours! They could flutter around together and stuff." Madison giggled. "And oh, you too? I've been here that long too, just about... I got here right after everyone came back from that big trip." Kouki hissed something to her. "And I live in the monster dorms, silly boil!" She shrank back as a bat or something flapped out of a nearby tree. "Eee... Fluffyyyy? Are you out there? Fluffy!" Hopefully Caelius would kinda figure out what she was doing. Just a little bit further...
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 11:26 pm
"S-Sorry! Bad with knowing stuff s-s-sometimes." Gorgons! there we go, now he remembered.
Aww, the foxfire was called Fluffy? It sounded like a name Herryk would Nordify and then name one of his "babies". Mort chuckled a little, or at least did so before the thing flew out of the trees.
Ahem. He didn't jump back and get close to shocking himself. No sir.
"Fluuuuuuuuffy!" Mort called to shake off the adrenaline rush and recompose himself, cupping his mouth on one side using his non-holding-Ms.-Beauty-Monster hand. "Pliz t-to come? Lanna will meet happy, Fluuuuuuuuuffy!"
There was a soft rumble in his coat pocket, presumably Herryk's response. But there was a foxfire to be saved, darn it!
"Has treats?" he asked Calliope. "Maybe help b-bring Fluffy out?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:49 am
It was too bad Fluffy never had a chance to answer.
"Eighteen minutes and thirty-two seconds." Remarked a voice from behind them. The faint glow a cell phone betrayed their location as they snapped it shut. Next to them, though it was rather hard to see in the darkness, was a small black door seemingly rooted in thin air, the rectangular frame a faint line of blue.
Caelius looked back up at the two stragglers. "That would have left you under fifteen minutes to snag your specimen in a golem and return from your mission, had I not been here escorting you the entire process." Before Mortimer could say anything else, the Death Hunter re-summoned his scythe weapon - and that would be the last thing the student saw that very second. "You did not even bother to ask me for capture guns to safely contain the specimen, or bother to inquire about any other equipment necessary. A Hunter's weapon makes them powerful, but it is not a ******** all-purpose solver."
He grabbed Mortimer by the back of their shirt - like a rag doll - and tossed them into the makeshift 'door'. "Log out of your golem, Madison. I will see you in Examination Room A for the second portion of your mission assessment."
At least there still was a second part of the mission, though as usual, it was hard to tell if Caelius just wanted to see the trainee dig their own hole deeper and deeper. OOC - After exiting the thread (or passing out, really), go here for the second part!
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:14 am
Oh look, there was a time limit.
Oh look, there was a door.
Oh look, there was a scythe.
Scythe.
Helpless and locked stiff in shock, Mortimer became a male Alice whose Wonderland might very well end up being his prison.
(( Le exit~! ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:29 pm
Madison was proud for about... ten seconds.
After those ten seconds, she was cursing under her breath. Capture guns! Ugh! How could she have forgotten something so crucial?! Her lips pressed together in a thin line as Caelius threw her little prize through the 'door'. "Sir," she said, then waded her golem deeper into a thicket, feeling thorns dig and scratch into her golem's 'flesh'. It hurt, but she gritted her teeth and forced her way into the center. She was not going to forget to dispose of the thing properly.
Once she was in the center of a two-foot wall of thorns, she whispered the magic words. "Deus ex machina."
((Annnd exit~))
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