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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:02 pm
Oh, sweet Jack, talking about minipets had killed him. Shine began to panic as she noticed the blood pouring from his nose. What did he have against minipets? Had one brutally attacked him? She'd heard stories about some of the toothier ones not knowing boundaries, and Suckers that didn't know how to quit, but...something so terrible must have happened to elicit this reaction! "S...sorry, oh, oh...Titus, sorry...I, um..." She wanted to say that she would never mention minipets again, but that might do him in. Frantic, she leapt onto the table, pushing the so thoughtfully-placed decorations aside. After bothering the tablecloth for so long, she knew the texture of it was a bit rough...which probably wouldn't feel too good against his face. So she pushed the soft fabric of the bottom of her shirt towards his face, pressing against his nose with the wadded-up cloth. "Are...you gonna make it?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:27 pm
After a moment of shock Titus seemed to gather some sort of sense, his fingers reaching up to tentatively touch his lip realizing he felt something wet. When he saw his fingers dripping red he immediately knew the cause of this lightheaded feeling and the inability to think. Her apology fell on deaf ears as Titus tried to gather what he needed to do to avoid bleeding out from a nose bleed. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Shine had this covered. Titus didn't know what was going on until he felt soft fabric touching his face, and spotted the blaring color of pink. As the wheels started to turn and his eyes grew a little more focused he realized Shine's shirt was hiked up pretty high and he was uncomfortably close to her chest. A river was the only real way to explain the amount of blood pouring from his nose. Dear sweet sally this nosebleed was going to be the death of him. His Uncle would never let him live it down. " What are you doing??" His nasually and muffled voice nearly squeaked, his arms flailing as he tried to move back only managing to tip his chair backward in the process. There was no saving him at this point though his wings fluttered like mad trying to help limit the impact as he landed on his back with a thud. " Ow.....I think....I hate this holiday." The demon groaned.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:37 pm
 Junko had the wings back. But they were stupid... ...That boil needed her help! She ran up to Titus to check if he was okay, noticing his uh..partner had no pants. Well then. "....I'll go get you some pants, Miss!" Junko told Shine, taking off her bolero coat and running off. Somehow she got the coat on Titus without him noticing until after the fact. OOC Please roll 1d20 and play out the result! You may play the status as long as you want and roll another d20 when you want a new one! You have a maximum of three rolls. Enjoy!
1. Nothing happens. You just look incredibly stupid.
2. You cannot tell a lie! No, really. You can't lie.
3. I love ___! I love every kind of ___! I just want to hug them all...but I can't...
4. You manage to get the wings off and pass them off on some poor sucker. Please quote your choice and let them know...they're now screwed! =D
5. You do everything LIKE A BOSS!
6. What's that on the sleeve? Oh! One scarentine's point! Please go claim it in the claim thread!
7. You suddenly feel...poetic~.
8. THIS IS THE BODY OF A MONSTER!!!!! You sparkle now.
9. You're suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of passionate true love!
10. Opposites attract! If you're normally a loud person? You are now shy. If you're normally shy...you're now a loud person oh jack why!
11. You manage to get the wings off and pass them off on some poor sucker. Please quote your choice and let them know...they're now screwed! =D
12. My minipetz. Let me show them you them. Interpret that as you will.
13. You now speak only in the third person.
14. Oh look! A scarentine's point on the collar! Why is Junko covered in these? Please go claim it in the claim thread!
15. You know what's awesome? ME! Let me tell you the ways...
16. You manage to get the wings off and pass them off on some poor sucker. Please quote your choice and let them know...they're now screwed! =D
17. Every other word you speak is now an animal noise.
18. You can't seem to finish any of your sentences.
19. You manage to get the wings off and pass them off on some poor sucker. Please quote your choice and let them know...they're now screwed! =D
20. You should just propose now and get it over with. <3
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:02 pm
Titus seemed to still have some energy in spite of the potential brain injury that was bleeding out through his nose. It was hard to keep her shirt against his face as he squirmed around, and it was a completely lost case as he tumbled to the ground. The noise the chair made as it connected with the floor was too loud for her, forcing her hands over her ears and her eyes squeezed shut. "I...I-I...I wanted to...to help...." Her lip was quivering, and she'd started rocking back and forth. She couldn't let this get worse. Titus wouldn't be her friend if she attacked him. By the time she'd calmed herself down, Junko had come and gone, and her partner was...wearing a short little coat. With more wings. "...wh..at...?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:05 pm
"It just seems like pity at times. There is no point being sorry when there was nothing in your control over the issue. It's as if I'd say I was sorry for this table being too small. I didn't' make, order, or pick this table." He pointed out. Then again, if he had, he wouldn't be sorry. Never ever sorry.
While the question was simple, he couldn't be truthful in the response. He liked gambling, messing with suckers, ghoul watching and touching, and finding ways to get seeds. This did not impress a ghoul, and he wasn't about to sour the chance to get into a twin sandwich. "I like playing games. What do you like to do, Needle?" He glanced at her arms. "Sewing?" He had to wonder what the uses for her needles were.
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:07 pm
((lol I suck at poems so...here goes nothing 8D;;; ))
Titus was dazed and confused, a state he had been in for far too long. He had closed his eyes trying to gather his thoughts only to find himself jostled around. What the...? When he opened his eyes he saw the retreating form of a red dress and...
"What the hell am I wearing?
This is definitely something I will not be sharing..." Wait...what was coming out of his mouth? His brows furrowed deeply, his fingers pinching his nose to help ease the flow of blood as he sat up. It wasn't very helpful that Shine was still in her underwear.
"As much as I have enjoyed this chance,
For the love of Jack can you put on some pants?" .....It only got stranger and stranger. Carefully Titus stood up, a little unsteady from the blood loss. He carefully examined the jacket he had on and finally spotted the wings.
"What is this s**t?
Who gave me this outfit?" .....testing himself Titus tried again.
"Why am I rhyming?" He tried to stop himself but his brain starting to work his mouth moving of its own accord though the words struggled passed his lips. "This seems like....terrible timing..." Jack damnit.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 9:15 pm
"I...I don't...?" At least he seemed just as confused as she was. She reached out towards the wings, stretching to try and touch them, only to pause when he spoke again. It was like reading poetry, except real life! How fun! She abandoned her attempts at touching the wings to clap happily for him, pleased with his newfound speech pattern. With a deliberate hop from the table, she pulled her shirt back down towards her thighs, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious about her lack of bottoms. "Sorry, I...sorry, but...you're not...trying to rhyme? Like a song?" This time, she was the one to reach out and put her arm around him, giving her new friend a sideways hug to help him stay upright.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 9:42 pm
"What games do you play?" Games. The video-based kind were not nice to her, at all. It was kind of hard to do when you couldn't see!
"Sewing...? Oh no, it is interesting, but not fun. I tattoo, or draw, or make ink!" At this she paused in her petting of his jacket to carefully stretch her tattooed arms out in front of him, still taking pains to not scratch him if she could help it. "Although lately I have been quite enthralled in those Teen scream magazines...so many things I have so little experience in!" This ghoul didn't get out much, but she was so eager to do so!
"Do you have any tattoos?" If not, do you want one?! Was likely implied by her sudden excitement.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:34 pm
"Ah, so there was one last year as well?" He had to wonder if it was a yearly thing then, and how much work must go into such events, especially if the student council was the one doing the planning, rather than the school, "Ah, I don't really shop, per say..."
Biskoto nodded, "The Clotho family issss part of a larger organization that competessss in runway fasssshion."
He laughed, "To put it simply, the elders suffer from a streak of pride that makes them reluctant to buy clothing from shops..." He left out the whole 'rivalry between the three families thing', "Of course, since runway fashion is often impractical, most of what I'm wearing was tailor made, either by someone hired to do so or someone in the family. " He paused, "I think our time together is almost up, so, before I forget..."
Taking out his card, he slid it towards the ghoul, "Mind stamping it for me? If you have yours with you, I could stamp it for you."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 11:04 pm
TG waved his claw slightly. "This and that. I like some games of chance, and ones that offer some excitement. I do like cards." But he liked bets more. It was a bad habit considering, unless he had the upper hand or the game rigged, he had a good chance of being the loser, but that's why he stuck to those either or situations. "I do like...some board games." Problem was, he hardly had anyone back home to play them with. You really didn't get too many one-player board games.
He expected any ghoul to be into those magazines, but her tattooing, though apparent on her arms, wasn't something he thought most ghouls would want to do. While she was excited, he did miss her petting.
"Tattoos? Not yet." Yet. He always thought they were cool, but he had tried before and was stopped before he could get one. "It's hard to decide on what you'd want in the end." He wanted something badass that he could show off.
"Here. We should stamp these before time runs out. You...wouldn't happen to have a Eyephone?" Maybe she was better off with technology than Sura. Worth a shot.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 11:21 pm
"Oh? Then perhaps an Engraver's touch is just what you need!" Needle was grinning as the opportunity to tattoo someone was presenting itself. Engravers worked on emotions in the air; TG's tattoo would be created from designs that matched him, and were unique to him! Clearly that was the answer to indecision. Inky fingers took the paper, patting around to find the stamping device. "Oh, of course! Here~" It was found, and TG's card was stamped before she handed it back; rather, she gave him hers, but kept his for now.
"I do not have an eyephone, however..." A pen was plucked from the top folds of her dress, jotting down a number on the back of his stamp sheet. "My room number." Needle explained, sliding it back to him. "Feel free to visit any time~"
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 12:13 am
TG took her card, grinning as he stamped her card and handed it back. "I'll be taking you up on that offer to get that Engraver's touch." He snickered to himself.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 12:49 am
The clapping didn't make him feel any better. In fact, it only made Titus mad. He already looked a mess though somehow he had managed to keep his shirt clean of blood. Hesitantly he pulled his hand away from his nose. It seemed the bleeding had stopped or at least had slowed. " No, I am not trying to rhyme,
What kind of person do you think I am, ....Shine?" When she stepped closer and wrapped her arm around him Titus made a face. 8| He stood there a moment longer before Titus looked down at the contents Shine had shoved to the floor spotting the stamp. It was so random but he was ready for this encounter to be over. " At the end of the game what do we do?
Stamp a card for me and you?" He was really going to have to stop talking soon before he made himself sick. Quickly he stooped down, which turned out to be a bad idea since it made him woozy, and picked up the stamp and one of the cards. " I'm ready to be done,
this is no longer fun." For a second it looked like Titus was going to stamp the card for the ghoul but instead he brought up the stamp to pressed the inky end to her forehead. He was going to get something out of this Jack damn it all! " There's my stamp all for you,
now I bid this place ******** adieu." The items practically fell from his hands as he marched off to go find a bathroom to clean up his face and try to wiggle out of this jacket.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 1:36 am
Inu-Mitsu oh my god, that 'poem' was so great. XD <3 Speaking to Titus for only a few minutes hadn't really given her enough time for the detailed character judgment that he seemed to be asking for, but she responded with her observation anyway. "I think, um...maybe...a friend?" She hoped, at least. It would be nice to have a friend. And how great would it be to be friends with a shark bat. Everyone would be so impressed with her. She nodded to his question about the stamps - at least, she thought that's what the other students had all done - and fumbled to take her own card from the table. "I'm sorry, I'm...I can be..I can be better..." He was right, though; she wasn't especially fun to be around. Loyal, determined, but not very fun. As she saw him pick up the stamp, she extended her card with an eager smile, only to be stamped on her forehead. Oh, oh no. The Council would be so upset with her. Biting her lip, she hastily stamped his card so he wouldn't get in trouble too, waving goodbye to his back. Hoping nobody was watching, she crawled under the table and just sat there, knees hugged to her chest, trying to smash the paper to her forehead hard enough for the stamp to rub off.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 6:53 am
Tess maintained a smile on her face despite the sudden panic that she had no idea about this whole stamping thing. Crimson eyes darted towards one of the severed hands that was holding out the aforementioned stamp and card. Oh. Well. Good.
"It will be my pleasure!" she nodded and canted her head just so at the severed hand. Without any further prodding, the appendages skittered to stamp Thanatos' card and presented Tess' own.
"If I may be so bold but perhaps you could recommend a tailor or seamstress to me? My preference is rather limited with the ready-to-wear crowd..." The winged ghoul smiled hopefully.
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