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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 5:37 pm
Woah, I feel kind of funny....
Well, you probably shouldn't eat candy you just see lying around, genius.
Uh oh, maybe that candy was a mistake... Roll 1d4 to determine what happens as a result of candy consumption! 1. You don't feel any different, but everyone else sure is looking at you funny... Your emotions are now visible in the form of little mood bubbles next to your head! Better be careful with that.2. Who threw all this glowy yarn everywhere?! You now have shipping-vision. You can see the connections of everyone close to you, if they have any. They seem to look exactly like the connections on the shipping wall - which is only a few yards away, if you'd like to check the accuracy. Thankfully, you can pass through them, so you don't have to fight off strings that are invisible to everyone else. (note: this cannot be used to obtain information your character would not have otherwise known without permission from the characters' players.)3. Something is on your back, aahh get it off! No, those are just depressingly small buttwings of a random Scarentines-themed color. If you already have buttwings, congratulations on your second pair! They don't allow you to fly, but they do flutter nicely.4. You definitely feel different. There is a rush of energy to your head, and...everything is beautiful. INTENSE SUGAR RUSH. Everything looks completely trippy. You see small things that aren't even there, and everything is so sparkly and bright and happy!These are applicable in any of the booths!
You want to eat another candy. You can only have one every 24 OOC hours (resetting at midnight PST), don't be greedy! When you eat a new candy, it appears that the previous effect wears off. So, unfortunately, these do not stack effects. ~ ♥ ~
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 5:41 pm
 A lepus guide watches you from behind the booth. At least, you think it's watching you.
It may very well just be staring off into space.
No, actually, you think it's definitely just staring off into space.
It appears to be spray-painted pink.
That's not very ethical.
But neither is leaving effect-inducing candy lying around.
~ ♥ ~
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 10:01 pm
Those who participate might find themselves with a different kind of treat...
~ ♥ ~
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Blade Kuroda rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:04 pm
Feeling rather good after having whacked those poofs good, Tseng soon came upon a different sort of both. It didn't have any sort of skill test from what he could see, but he did notice a bowl of sweet treats. Hmm.. Well! He may as well take a sample, he figured.
With a grin, he made his way over to take one. Without so much of a thought, he popped it into his mouth.
Hmm..
"Not bad... Could be a little less chalky," he mused while he chewed on it. Though, pretty soon, he felt a little strange. Then, suddenly, a pair of wings sprouted. From his rear.
Currently, he was unaware of them.
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:14 pm
The best part of being a canine was the ability to track by smell. but that didn't matter here because damien could hear Tseng from a mile away, yelling and raving and screaming attacks. The horseboil was easy to find at the new booth.
"You!" he yelped and jumped on the boil's back. "What are you even up to?" he asked, bopping the clan member on the head like he was a giant foxfire. a poof that never stopped barking. But the sweets that he took was noted in his green eyes, an ear that perked up by the free candy.
"ooh! take one? yes please." he held no qualms about free candy, hell their society was ABOUT free candy. There was no second guessing taking the tiny heart item and chewing it to bits and pieces. "not bad, not too sweet." he rationalized it, just in case they were looking for reviews.
It took a pause to noticed the extra appendages on tsengs butt. "You have wings." well said. the dots that decided to appear over his head said it all.
(...) 'wait, what the Jack is this thing?" he asked, mostly to himself poking at the tiny bubble that wanted to hang out with them.
"experimental candy, jackdammit."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:19 pm
"AH! A sneak attack! You sneaky hound," Tseng said while turning quickly after getting bopped on the head, "I am enjoying the festivities! What else would I be doing?"
At the mention of wings, he turned around and jumped.
"Ah! What is this sorcery! What ill begotten curse have I been struck with?"
The pink wings fluttered lightly behind him. It was a little humiliating on his part. He was.. a dignified Horseman! Not a... BBwolf. That wasn't all, as he soon noticed a bubble of dots appear around Damien.
"The candy! It poisoned us! Oh woe," he groaned while placing the back of his hand to his forehead dramatically.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:26 pm
the dead pan face that appeared near his face said it all (-_-);;Tseng had a interesting pair of buttwings, the soft colors that seemed to clash with the personality of its owner. It was quite humorous really. "Looks like someone is a pretty pretty pony." he cooed cheesy like, wrapping his arms and legs around the bowmaster. Minding the wings that fluttered. because he cared. "You have a flair for the dramatics still, Tseng." he mentioned, deadpanned. 'Carry me, my flying steed, into the pumpkin sun."
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:32 pm
"I am NOT a pretty pony!" Tseng said with a 'humph' and crossing his arms. It wasn't hard to see how Damien felt... literally. That bubble was making faces and the like after all. Though he soon found the hound clinging to him completely. "I am not your steed! I am a future hero of the horsemen! I will be more likely to throw you into the pumpkin sun! Now. Unhand me!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:41 pm
(^o^)~*tseng was being all grumpy about it, it was cute. "its ok Tseng, you will always be my pretty little pony." damien continued to taunt the boil with the booty wings. "Did they sparkle? sweet merciful jack, which one did you even eat pony?" the hellhound just had to know which ones to stay away from. Forgetting that probably all of them was the best answer. but clinging onto the clanmember was fun, digging his heels into the sides of the loud boil. "Never, NOW WE RIDE!" he hooted and hollered, raising a hand in the air. it was his turn to be loud. "ITS PARTY TIME!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:45 pm
Tseng let out another indignant humph. "Once more, I am not a pretty pony! Would you like for me to call you a little puppy? I can certainly do so!" he said while trying to push the hound away so he wasn't clinging to him so much. It wasn't working too well at the moment. "I do not know which one I ate. I grabbed one at random! And now I have been cursed! CURSED! And NO! I will not carry you! I shan't move from this spot until you get off! I am not some lowly steed!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:52 pm
o///o"you will always be my pretty little pony, do not fret Tseng." he offered kindly, taking the time to troll and pet the boil's hair gently. Stroking that mane. "ALWAYS." Yes, revenge was sweet, like chalky candy hearts. The moaning for being cursed droned on and on, as he rolled his eyes and heard nothing but discontent from Tsengs mouth. "No. giddy up. and if you buck me off, there will be hell to pay.' he assured him, jobbing his heels in the clan members side once again. "We ride!" ^o^
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Ice Queen rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:53 pm
Terra saw free candy. Terra took one. She jerked and twisted, turning around in circles as she tried to see what was fluttering on her butt. Her skirts were sort of bulky, so it was hard to see--
So she looked around to see if there was someone that could explain what had happened--having no clue that she had neon pink buttwings fluttering on her behind.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:54 pm
Tseng grimaced as he felt Damien's heels dig into his sides again. "No! I refuse! We shall not ride!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 5:58 pm
(¬､¬)This would not do. It was now a battle of wills. "You have to go home sometime."
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