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 Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:08 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:38 am
A small booth is set up not to far away from the Pingu Wonderland booth, and with it a demon boil sits shirtless. Facing off against the great legend, the impeccable abs of the
ABOMINABLE SWOLEMAN.
With sign in hand an shirt long discarded, the boil awaits any challengers to his mighty opponent.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:52 am
Open for RP and spectating as well as competing.
Swoleman is watching. Always. Quote: TEH RULES1. Roll 1d20
-------1-9: The swoleman is unimpressed by your sad attempt at ab display, you feel his disapproval and contemplate your life choices thus far. Do you even care about the true glory of the swoleman? You may never know. [Fail]
-------10-19: The swoleman seems slightly moved, was that a nod of approval from a legend? Have your dreams finally come true? Can a strange multi-abed swoleman even nod??? [Pass]
-------20: The swoleman is in tears. The next great swoleman prodigy has been born. With great honor comes great, absponsibility. You are ready for this though. Your great abs have always been ready. Accept the mantle as your own. [AB PASS SUPREME]
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:54 am
Successful Challengers: 1. Magda
2. Brute
3. Malik
4. Carrol
5. Torsten - AB CHAMP SUPREME
6. Amy
7. Harmony
8. Mahlan
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:55 am
Prizes: Bragging rights, the great privilege of impressing swoleman, Malik's appreciation Kindle Swoleman If you've rolled and gotten onto the successful challengers list, or done at least 600 words rp wise in the thread you can claim kindle swoleman! biggrin [size=18][color=red]Give me that swoleman![/color][/size]
[b]Minis SN:[/b]
[quote="OpticPeach"][/quote]
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 1:03 am
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Smerdle rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:29 am
 On his way to the stands, West caught sight of the buffest snowman he had ever laid eyes on. Not that he laid eyes on many snowmen in his day-to-day life, but he was pretty sure they were usually made of rounder balls of snow, not rippling ab-shaped ones. His brow furrowed at the sight, and he looked to the shirtless demon nearby while pointing at Swoleman, as if to say what the ********, really? Still, he didn't take off his shirt or even try to display his abs. Showing skin really wasn't his style. It seemed that Swoleman disapproved of his life choices. He smirked at Malik. "I know a couple'a flame demons, kid. I could call 'em." He turned to Swoleman and brandished his phone. "Get you taken care of before you can flex in my face again, you piece of s**t."Quote: y this roll gotta b so in character /all the facepalms
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Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:46 pm
What was... Malik doing... Magda had trouble processing what she was looking at. There was that lovely snowman from earlier, sitting beside him in a booth, but he was shirtless, and there was some sort of contest, and he was shirtless, and Magda wondered if this was some new game, and he was shirtless -- This was difficult. "Malik?" Was their booth not enough fun for him? Did he need some sort of. Clothing optional enjoyment? Magda's head hurt. Still, if Malik ran a game, she was going to support him fully.. which meant she started to pull off her shirt in an attempt to enter the contest-- It was probably a good thing ghouls her age wore very modest sports bras, if they weren't trying to show off.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:02 pm
Malik sat at his other little booth, still trying to get others to defeat the swoleman to win Magda's honor. It was slow coming with only the strange older boil showing up and not showing off his abs. The swoleman seemed unhappy about that. Now there was a new contender, but it was not one that should have been there. He had been trying to do this to impress her, not for Magda to show up and...and....start stripping?? No, no, no, no, no, no. No one could see her indecent like that! It was not good and he had to stop her from it somehow. The swoleman approved however, and she was dubbed a successful challenger much to his displeasure. "M-M-Magda p-please put y-your top back o-on," he stuttered out, trying to shield her from everyone passing by. He needed something to stand on to block her. His shorter self was not enough to cover her. She was shirtless, oh Jack she was shirtless, this was just so ahhhhh.
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Seussi rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:07 pm
Brute wandered towards the booth, curious, his helmet clad head tilting from side to side as he peered, first at the booth, then at the very buff snowman, and then to the two standing outside the booth, who he recognized from another booth. He narrowed his eyes. These two really seemed to get around. Both of them (yes, he could see Magda despite Malik's attempts to hide her) were shirtless, and while that might have been a bit eyebrow raising to some passersby, Brute saw it for what it truly was, a Male trying to impress a female. Well, while Brute had no real interest in that, it was still like a competition, and the ghoul did at least have pleasing attributes. He supposed he could do worse...... With a huff and a snort that reverberated in his helm, Brute stomped closer and let out a low growl, tail lashing behind him, as he tried to get the attention of both of them. Then, he reached up and pulled off his helm, dropping it to the ground. His open, button up shirt came next, and he tore it off with jerking movements, dropping that to the ground next, leaving him with a t-shirt that was pulled over his head soon after, and also discarded. He gave his head a shake, pawed at his flattened mohawk to make it stand up, because he felt it made him look bigger and thus more intimidating, and growled again, flexing his muscled and scarred body, a red eyed glare leveled at Malik, who was now his rival for the attention of the ghoul.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:49 pm
Magda stared down at Malik's shoulders, which were bare and probably shouldn't be this close, but they were pretty and she couldn't help but poke them with a single finger. This day had gone from weird to outright surreal. "But why?" She murmured, poking his shoulder some more. "You.. made a booth without me. Can't I even play with you anymore? Am I no longer fun?" She sounded extremely distressed. Not even the fact that they were shirtless seemed to matter anymore. Brute came along, and he looked angry. He was huffing and puffing like some kind of predator, and Magda's pointed teeth were bared helplessly in response. Then he glared at Malik, and she looked from one, to the other, with a tilted head of confusion. Was he trying to impress Malik? Was he trying to steal her partpartner?! Oh no, and he had better abs than her! She was going to lose! This was the worst! How could she beat such a fine specimen if Malik did not even let her play! "Rawr! Growl! Chomp!" She called out, saying the words that should have been sounds, as if trying to scare Brute away. But words were not sounds, and Magda was about as intimidating as a tall teddy bear. "Bite bite bite!"
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OpticPeach rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:54 pm
Malik was not pleased. How dare someone try and snag his precious partner away. He would do what needed to be done in order to win her favor even if it meant doing things he shouldn't. This was a competition for her honor and the approval of swoleman, and he would try his best to win them both!! "I-I've got this, Magda! I won't let Brute beat you up," he stated, trying his best to look intimidating. Unfortunately it seemed Brute's abs were just way better than his ever were. That's what happened when one spent all their time inside reading books he supposed. He wouldn't give up so easily though. Not over Magda. "You aren't allowed to steal my partner!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 7:08 pm
The brute wyvern was quickly becoming confused as the situation took a turn that he was not expecting. However, he did have brain enough to realize that not every ones habits were going to be the same as his Daggerback clan. Perhaps this was just the way of other creatures of Halloween, and he needed to respond appropriately? Thankfully, Magda seemed to be giving him instruction. He bobbed his head at her in understanding and began. First he roared at Malik, and then he growled at him, and then he opened his mouth wide, and snapped his teeth shut in a chomping motion, and then he darted in close and bit at the air just inches in front of the other boils face. Three times exactly. Nailed it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 7:29 pm
Beat her up? Magda stopped calling out words to try and get a grip on the situation. Was Brute going to beat her up in order to take Malik as his own? She whined with frustration at the thought, and gave Malik a very possessive, one armed hug. If Brute wanted a display of dominance, he was going to get one. Magda let out a fierce roar, with less bass and vibration as Brute's might have been but still no less of the intent. She flared her wings up behind her, puffing herself up to her full height and stomping her feet on the ground repeatedly. She couldn't snap her teeth at him the way he had at Malik, but she sure looked like she was ready to brawl. Unfortunately, Magda wasn't really ready to brawl, she was simply prostrating in the hopes that it would be enough. Any actual fighting would end very poorly for her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 7:35 pm
Malik was just really confused at this point and wanted to not be eaten by his partner or by the other boil. This whole situation had just gone downhill and become some strange battle of fearsomeness. He was not a very scary demon, not at all. He had no chance at scaring any of them. Maybe there was some way to stop this all or well he really wasn't sure anymore. His ears were ringing from the roars of the two of them, and he was moderately panicked he was going to be devoured by Brute. First Amy and now this. What was this, boil tasting day? He didn't like this day. "Magda it's okay. Don't worry about it," he tried to soothe the taller ghoul, turning and patting her shoulders. "Everything is okay."
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