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 Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 9:05 am
It was a beautiful day, by Halloween standards, but the Bird Park - located in the Town - was deserted. Apart from one or two brave souls, everyone else seemed to be avoiding the place after its resident ToTer decided to toss bird bombs at unsuspecting passersby for no apparent reason other than to relieve his boredom... Of course, it was not the first time he had done it, but people kept coming back anyway.
Maybe they were just masochistic.
Or maybe it's because the entrance fee was dirt cheap, and SR wasn't always around to make visitors' lives miserable.
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 3:26 pm
The day was indeed beautiful by all standards, so much so that Spinar had taken the chance to flee the academy grounds and head into town. His first thought was to look for Merry, however after a few passes of places he typically spotted the ghoul at he had given up and started to just wandering about. His movements were aimless at first but after passing a few signs indicating the bird park, he formed a rather curious itch and headed in its direction.
No real plan in mind, just curiosity and boredom.
Clink, clink, clink. Spinar dragged his nails across the gate of the empty Bird Park upon arrival. Peering through it with dull blue eyes he debated leaving, just for the sheer lack of activity. But the price of entry was cheap and he hadn't another thing to do so the boil paid and entered. Wandering around the park and looking for victims or any real sign of life or undead life for that matter. Surely there was a sucker here somewhere he thought to himself while fingering over loaded dice in his pocket.
Folding his hands behind his head Spinar smirked a little at the place, amused this was where someones mentor haunted. What was he the mentor of boring, perhaps how to molt properly. Snickering to himself he continued to wander the park still with no real rhyme or reason and nearly ready to head back out.
Dragain Sorry that took so long and its pathetic ;; FORGIVE Me.. ;; <3
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 9:28 am
SR was actually engaging in his second favorite past time - napping - when there was a commotion among the birds in the park, signalling that the park was now filled with more people than he deemed necessary... Which means that it was time for him to engage in his favorite past time - terrorizing other people. Although Spinar wasn't the only one in the park, SR chose to focus on the boil as he was a student of Amityville.
He also remembered him from that one night.
Casually, from his perch on a tall tree with a huge, umbrella-shaped crown, SR tossed a black bird in the boil's general direction. With a high pitched squawk, it hit the ground a few inches away, bounced twice, and then rolled over to his feet before exploding with the intensity of a firecracker. Cheekiebirdiee We'll be saying sorry to each other 5ever B|
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 10:46 am
His own sights had been turned towards one of the other park visitors, a small kitsune. He was nearly certain he would be able to easily get something out of her, that too innocent vibe while annoying typically meant airhead. Easy pickings or so he unsuspectingly thought while being targeted himself. Hearing the commotion of the birds he ignorantly ignored the screeches in favor of slowly approaching the ghoul with a devilish grin.
Just as he opened his mouth a high-pitched squawk rang out and a black bird hit the ground. Apparently some of the more experienced park goers took this as a sign and bolted however, curiosity had Spinar standing in place with a tilted head. Watching as the bird rolled towards him and then promptly stopped near his feet. "What the Ja-" Boom! The explosion happened mere seconds after the bird stopped giving him no time to really react.
When all was said and done the frost demon was left with a dumbfounded look standing in the exact same spot and clutching his hands. His long blue nails cutting into icy palms, mouth still half-open as it had been. A puff came from his lips and a charred feather fluttered down, a disgusting taste of burnt feathers had him wrinkling his brow. Someone was going to get it, just as soon as he figured out who had just bird bombed him. Grinning widely he dusted his boots off with a kick to the ground and a chuckle. The sound of his laughter low and holding a hint of annoyance for being at the wrong end of someones prank, funny as it may be, it was only funny to Spinar when he was in on it, no it.
"Classy." Came a hummed response, loud enough for likely the offender to hear him. A click of his claws were given as his guard went up, tail curling around his waist and readying almost like a bat. With a glance towards the area the bird had fallen from he peered hard into the trees. "Of course by that I mean terribly old school, " the boil smirked, head leaning back in a mocking laze, Spinar was banking on provoking the prankster into sight.
Dragain Accepted. emotion_donotwant
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 7:58 am
"Something so terribly old school had you making a really amusing face that I'll be keeping in my phone for a pretty long time," The reply, coming from that general direction, was followed by a laugh. He would show himself just to smirk at the boil, but SR really did not feel like moving from his current position; it was just really comfortable to lean against the tree truck while seated on a tree branch, "So what does that say about you, kid?"
He paused, scrolling through the photos in his phone, getting a kick out of Spinar's less than amused expressions and reaction from his little prank.
"Anyway," He sounded slightly distracted, "What brought you to my part of town?" Whoever said that Trick-or-Treating did not pay well is probably just terrible at it, and whoever said that they were only paid in minipets must be an idiot...
Students who believe the latter must also be idiots.
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 9:21 am
The voice gave him away and had Spinar instantly more on guard, considering. So that's what the ToTer did with his time, threw birds at unsuspecting park guest..not a bad gig. Sliding his hands into his pockets he listened as the other talked, head inclining further back to show more of his amusing face. He could tell by sound alone now that he had gotten the general direction right, but where was Rage? Annoyed without sight he drew in a deep breath and yawned it out.
It says that you have a thing for boils, no real source of amusement and that I obviously must be attractive enough for you to want to keep something so trivial. Of course the answer he wanted to give remained inside with 'Spinar', as the one he did give came out a little less cheeky, " that I clearly have one amazing amused face, obviously. I respect your taste and encourage you to put it as a screen saver even.." pausing he took a step towards the tree, hands still in his pocket as his lips spread wide into a hard smirk.
"Though shouldn't you be asking yourself the same, you know, what that says about you ?" Feet stilling he pulled a hand from his pocket, holding a shiny silver dice between two chilly fingers then promptly rolling it around them for his own amusement. "Just a little sad.." He murmured under his breath eyes flicking from the dice back up towards the tree.
To the question of what brought him he simply shrugged and started to walk back away from the tree. On a hum a few steps later he turned back and smiled lazily over his shoulder, "Your part of town? Curiosity." Plain and simply, though he wondered if he should elaborate or if Rage would understand. Turning his sight from the tree briefly he ran over a few of the closer birds of the park, wrinkling his nose that the ugly ones. Who could be able to hang out in such a place, these creatures would drive him nuts. Twisting his lips into a half smirk half frown he finally continued, "you said come after all, if we were not happy. Here I am. Unhappy with a lack of knowledge.." He wasn't here to complain about the game, what had happened had happened it was all luck in his own opinion and over. What he was unhappy with, or rather, curious about was what exactly he had stepped into that night....
What were ToTers, exactly? Why were their students such asshats? Why was the mentor of this group living like a bum in a bird park? These were all legit questions for the boil, most of which he intended to bribe, seemingly beg or perhaps even prank out of the elder if need be.Dragain *holds gently and wipes tear away* <3
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 7:13 pm
"A screensaver?" SR replied, paused, and then started laughing, like he had just heard the stupidest joke, "Don't flatter yourself, kid." Besides, Desu-chan probably wouldn't appreciate having her photo replaced, and he would hate for her to uproot and flip all the trees in the Bird Park out of spite, "When you get to my age, you would probably not give a rat's a** about what other people think of you either."
Standing up on the branch, he dusted off his cloak before pulling the hood over his head.
"Oh goodie. My third favorite pastime is educating and corrupting young minds like yours," The hood might be obscuring his eyes, but he was most definitely rolling them as he hopped off the branch, out the leaves that were hiding him, and floated slowly to the ground, "Are the Jacking professors in your school being paid to sit around on their asses all day long?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 11:17 am
The laugh to him meant he won, even if it was a mocking sort. Still a point to him, and his lips spread into a wide smirk for the victory. "I try not to but it's rather hard.." He snickered pocketing his dice now and watching the tree tops. When the elder spoke of not caring what people thought of him Spinar simply smiled, this already embedded into him thanks to his father and his own ego. "Just how old are you...?" The boil couldn't help but tease, hands clicking claws against his upper thighs in his pockets.
Educating and corrupting huh? He rose a brow in clear disbelief when the cloaked figure landed. Laughing he gave a shrug and grinned, unable to help himself, "I'm glad it's a favored pastime, here I was thinking I might have to do something exciting like hop on one foot and spin in a circle to find out exactly what it is you do." Smothering his own amusement he gave a soft sigh and finally answered the question on professors, though in a firmer tone, "I'm beginning to wonder..." Flattery of himself might not work but he wasn't above trying to flatter Rage into answers, "which is why I'm here, I've heard rumors that you might be worth your weight in knowledge.." Or attempted flattery.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 9:04 am
"Old enough to have stopped counting the years long ago," He replied in a matter-of-fact manner, eyeing the boil before sitting down on the air, hovering above the ground, "I'm bored but not that bored, kid. You're welcomed to act like a monkey working in a circus though, if you're so eager to perform."
He smirked upon hearing the sigh, tapping a finger against his thigh, "You're aware that most ghosts don't weigh a lot, right? Besides, it's doubtful that there would be such rumors about me floating around..." Because he's not one to go around talking to anyone; they're more likely to get bird crap all over them than to hear a greeting from him.
"But you did attempt to shut that Jacking noisy punk kid up that night," He grinned, "So, sure... I'll entertain you for a minute or two. What did you want to know, kid?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 22, 2013 6:33 am
"That old huh, explains the classic," He replied in a cheeky tone watching the elder hover with a glint of laughter to his pale blues. This guy was kind of humours, "Haha, well if no performance is needed I'm more than willing to post pone the show. Unless that's code for you really want me to jump on one leg," smugly he gives a little hop and rolls his eyes.
Of course he was aware of that, though he was doubting how much time Rage spent among creeple if he didn't catch on to figure of speech. Unless. He was being a smartass. Peering up his eyes ran the smirk and figured the later, "now I do, see...you're an excellent teacher. Are you sure you picked the right profession?" On a chuckle he placed his hands behind his back and rocked back on his heels. Spinar knew he should likely be talking a bit more respectful, though there was just something about the other that had his true smart aleck self shining through.
When talk of him attempting to silence Roch came up Spinar's brow rose curiously, having not previously been aware that Rage had even bothered to listen to that little spat between them. If you could even call it such. On a shrug that clearly said he didn't care then for the exchange and still doesn't now he eyed the elder. "I have a condition for bullshit," He grinned, "can't stand it you know. " Pausing he nodded his head when Rage agreed to entertain him and educate.
This wasn't going so badly he mused to himself more than pleased to hear the other would comply with his wishes. What did he want to know? There were lots of things but basic was as good as any place to start right? After all what he did know of Toters was little and well likely not even relevant. "Whatever you want to tell me, I suppose.. Specifically more about ToTer's. There's not exactly a booth with pamphlets and well to speak honestly I stumbled upon 'that night' and might have taken some interest. " Might have. Unless they were like boogeymen, in that case he would be out of here faster than a monster that was being forced into a fancy suit.
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Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 11:59 am
At least the kid got a sense of humor.
"I assure you that this is a much more rewarding profession for someone like me," SR replied, chuckling lightly while eyeing the boil, as if to ask 'But is it for you?' Then again, he's probably here to figure that out, just like that one annoying ghoul who pestered him about something similar some time ago.
"Officially, a ToTer's job is to infiltrate the human world, pranking, scaring, and bringing candy and other sweet loot back, blah blah. The official benefits and pay Jacking suck," He explained, sounding extremely bored, like he was reciting a sentence off a script. Leaning forward a little, he begun to grin, "But what we do, we do for ourselves... Nothing like those goody-two-shoes Bogeymen. 'That night' you experienced? It came about because I was Jacking bored, and just wanted to have a bit of fun," At someone else's expense, of course, "There's no booth because most ToTers start out being recruited and mentored by someone more experienced, lest they end up getting swallowed on their first day on the job. There's no place to officially sign up. The only way in is through someone already on the inside."
He paused briefly, giving Spinar time to absorb what he heard, "And that's all I'm saying." In other words, there were things that he would only find out if he decides to join the ToT coalition in the future; to explain how it all works, and what unofficial benefits there are would be... Too troublesome. He would rather go back to napping.
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 4:43 pm
The silent eye of a question wasn't wasted and to be honest was something he was already giving serious thought to, though not to serious considering he was just a first year. Was it for him? Well they would just have to find out. Shifting to stand with one heeled leg behind the other Spinar remained silent, looking almost studious as Rage began to explain things.
While it wasn't a 'detailed' explanation it stressed a few points the frost demon couldn't help but grasp onto. Pranking, scaring, what could be better..oh right LOOT. It was like a magic word as soon as Rage had uttered 'other sweet loot,' the boils eyes lit up with interest. To say the boil was a tad materialistic was a stretch, Spinar liked things, he liked suckering people out of things even more. Not to mention the time he had been able to help scare human scarlings in the past along with his friends, had been one of the single most thrilling experiences away from home for him, so being able to go back, the promise of that was spine tingling.
Admiring the grin of the elder Spinar leaned a littler closer as Rage did, his hand shifting to his pocket and quickly out as he listened for the best part that was likely to follow that look. Needless to say he wasn't disappointed when Rage opened his mouth and spoke of 'working for themselves". Excellent, even more so to know, or assume as he continued that they weren't like the Bogeymen. There was no way he could follow such strict square rules, he was certainly not Bogeyman material, though the more Rage let out the more he was finding himself easy to fit into the ToTer lifestyle.
Or he had up until recruitment was mentioned. He wasn't a lackey, he was barely able to control his tongue with the professors let alone someone else who would likely be just as clueless. Spinar's lips curled at the edges, hands folding across his chest and brow raising towards Rage. "Is that so..." For now it was all he offered to everything that had just been said, processing still a little mostly on how he would get in should he choose to want to be a part of the ToTer's.
Teasingly he hummed and tilted his head back, "guess your right then, you really aren't a very detailed instructor" Pausing he drew in his lip rings with his teeth pulling on the metal before letting it go to coo in amusement, "though I do much more prefer quick and to the point, so thanks Professor Rage." Letting his hands fall back down to his sides Spinar rocked back on his heels once and danced away, just in case. There wasn't much more for him to do here, or much more he wanted to do at least so with a cheeky wave he offered, "maybe I'll be seeing you around again, you do seem like you could use the company after all."
Smirking he winced at the squawks of the birds around them, a clawed finger moving to tap his nose as his head inclined down towards the ground where an odd looking playing card rest, when he had tossed it well now that was up to the eye of the elder to catch but within moments it was exploding and delivering a spray of blue and white glitter, snow. It wasn't nearly as powerful as the firecracker explosion of the bird bomb but getting the glitter out if it had landed on Rage would be just as annoying as getting the smoke and feather taste out of his mouth. Spinar laughed then retreated, not concerned with though hoping Rage enjoyed the return fire, perhaps even enough for a pranking war.
He needed a little excitement after all.Dragain - w - weak reply. Reply is weak <3 <3 I'm so sorry this took so long and then it was poop ; ; FORGIVE ME RAAAGE ILU. idontknowhowtocontinuebutifyouwanttoRagecancatchhimorchasethroughtownoridkendingisgoodtooso.
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