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 Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 6:58 pm
Mandy waved at Barth to be patient, the boot was badly knotted! Swinging round so she could see where it was tangled she decided it was pretty hopeless. Her haircut was a mess anyway.
With a harsh yank and the sound of snapping hair Mandy passed Barth his boot plus a clump of hair. "There. Sorry about the hair." she wasn't really, she was the one that now needed a new haircut and had a sore head after all but he needed his boot or his foot might freeze in the snow so that was that.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 6:58 pm
Johan took a few deep breaths, and forced himself to calm down. At least the hunchback understood now. Regaining his composure, he followed after Christof readily enough, looking back to make sure Amrita was still with them.
When the town fell away, revealing their goal, Johan was not pleased to see that they had to choose a door. Exactly what was the point of this? As he watched various students enter the various doors, he realized the workshop was attempting to separate them. So, the question was which door?
Blue? Johan liked blue. Perhaps the black, that one seemed popular and there was bound to be a better survival rate with more students? Pink looked rather ghoulish, perhaps that one would be slightly easier than the others? It didn't look like anyone had entered Red, so that might be the sneakier path. And yellow, well, Johan wasn't fond of yellow to be honest. Far too JOYful a color.
"Vhat do you think?" he asked his companions finally.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 7:09 pm
"It's alright. Matches the err, trim." He accepted the boot and wiggled it back into place.
"Got you too, hm?" He asked Hedera. Well, that made it feel better. He thought she might have been with-holding some lazy path to success secrets, but she was having just as much trouble as she was. Well, sort of. He noticed Colette having a minor meltdown, and asked,
"Alright, Colette?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 7:57 pm
OnionGrump "I don't think it's sleeping..." He muttered, looking at the small corpse, that was now turning a lovely shade or purple and blue. Hopefully it wouldn't become an undead creature... He really didn't ever want to come across that kind of thing in the Halloween realm. No. This time, he hoped the dead would stay dead.
He was about to say something else, when the feline did the unthinkable and patted him on the head. Oh Jack... At first all the black dog could do was stare at the feline with wide eyes and jaw hanging open, with a look that said 'what the hell did you just do!?' before he squeaked and jumped back. Unfortunately, while doing so, he hit a slippery patch of snow and slid down the roof.
"BLOODY MARY!" He cried; clawing at the shingles and doing his best not to fall right off. "Night you b*****d! You did that on purpose!" He accused; clinging for dear life and slowly trying to pull himself back up. Though it was proving to be far more difficult than it would if he had human hands to grab hold of something. Damn it!
"I'll go when I'm damn ready!" He snapped back at Mei; squeaking as he slipped a little more. Ugh! What a pain!
" Night snorted mirroring Tybalt's unspoken thoughts before turning around to catch up with Mei. As he was readying himself to jump to the next roof. Tybalt had another of his freak out moments. After the small pat, which Night had though nothing of, Tybalt had jumped back, slipped on some Ice and now was hanging from the roof, doggy legs trying to keep himself from falling. The yell, Bloody Mary was what caught Night's attention as he whipped around, "You know your not suppose to say her name in Vain Tybalt!" Night shushed the dog before realizing where he was. "Well Jack be damn, You really got yourself this time." Night snorted as the dog clinged to roof shingles trying to stay up. "Want my help up Tybalt or should I leave you be in fear that i might just do something worst?" Night crouched down offering his hand. "Hurry up Ty before Mei leaves us behind."
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 8:36 pm
((Enter post!!))
"Good Hecate, what IS this place?!" Belladonna asked aloud as she dashed down the remainder of the hill and toward her group of fellow Team Ninja Fighters, slowing her pace so that she could take in the sights of the deserted town, its great lot of cheer as well as the jumbled mess of everyone. "Did you crash? Goodness! Hope no one is hurt! Need help with anything?" The witch asked, bustling around her friends and dusting off some snow from Colette, touching Alwine's shoulder and just inspecting them all. It was best for the witch to stay as busy as possible since she was a jumbled mess of nerves. This brightly colored place was not doing her one bit of good. She herself could be bubbly so long as she lived in a town full of darkness, but the town itself being joyous? Belladonna wanted nothing but to get out.
"Why is the place deserted? You think the others got to everybody first?"
In her mind the town had been sieged by the students of Amityville, taking no prisoners and having a glorious fight she had totally missed out on. But, wait! That didn't make sense because if they hadn't taken any prisoners then there would be dead elf bodies and instead there was only the one that had been on Colette... How very odd....
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:10 pm
Following the sound of crashing and screaming - the only things that seemed promising now that he actually wanted to get on with this mess - Deacon had wandered through bloodied snow, elf and reindeer corpses (which provided a few delicious tidbits) and remains of buildings... He came upon their goal.
Ah, so here were the gnomes that had gone missing. The tabby only half listened to the nearest one's small speech of how they weren't really abandoning them but securing the perimeter, so they said.
Deacon was more focused on the door in front of him, peering at the tracks in the snow. Large tracks, and several students he assumed. Any dangers inside would hopefully be cleared out if a lot of others had went in before him, so that was a plus.
Just because he didn't feel like fighting. Not because he was just a little defenseless cat... Really.
Taking a deep, determined breath, Deacon stepped toward the black door once one of the gnomes was good enough to open it for him. The Torterror on his back brandished its stick in a 'charge!' gesture with a squeak of a battle cry before they ran headlong into impending chaos.
Deacon's HP: 22
[Exiting to the Black Door!]
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:12 pm
"I'm fine." Which was sort of true. She wasn't in pain or anything, but Colette felt dirty. She stopped rubbing the spots on her jacket and took it off, holding it out in front of her. The force of the cold hit her hard and she shivered, but Colette tried to pay it no mind.
The ghoul was embarrassed to say it, but she explained, "There's elf.. whatever on me. Or it feels like it." She was pretty much paranoid and displeased at anything the elf could have left on her. She would probably feel self conscious for the rest of the trip, wondering, Do I smell like it? Whatever elves smelt like, she didn't know for sure, but it most likely wasn't something she wanted to smell like. "I just feel uncomfortable and dirty."
To Colette, it wasn't like touching an undead from Halloween Town. Even if a few smelled really bad, they were just the same as anything else in her opinion, though of course she didn't want to get crushed or laid on by every other one. But these elves, they were nothing but Joy. Disgusting Joy. And it was definitely a different case.
She signed, "Oh well," and put the jacket back on with a face as if she had the elf's finger in her mouth. It was too cold not to wear it, so she reluctantly did so, but it would put her in a standoffish mood.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 10:06 pm
Jamais was bringing up the rear of the group basically. Her tail flicker as she entered Christmas town, really wanting to nom on one of the houses, it looked so tasty.
She looked to make sure Basil had come with, before stretching. "Mmm now this place looks interesting." She said with a slight mischievous smile. Trying to figure out what she should do first, one of the options was find food, the other was head towards sandy claw's workshop.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 11:34 pm
Nearly slipping to a halt; Mei stared down towards the ground as she reached the last building. She assumed that the snow was deep enough to jump down into without injury to herself, and she was willing to take the risk today. So close! So close! With little hesitation, she sprung from the rooftop, landing in the small pile of snow. Success! Shaking the snow out of her clothes, she glanced back at the two boils as they followed after her. "Oi! We're taking the red door!" Of course, she wasn't going to wait for them to decline the offer, as she hurried on in.
Health: 12
(( Mei entered the red door ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 12:15 am
Petro could hear battles going on all around him. It made his heart hammer in his chest in anticipation but he wasn't looking for a battle. Well, not here anyway. He had trailed after the small undead ghoul named Amrita for a time, wordlessly observing things because this was what? His third group to follow around since the train? He wasn't sure how this reflected on his loyalty but if he thought about it, he never really did join join, did he? Oh Jack, all this thinking was making his head hurt.
He rubbed his temples and found himself changing. Again. "Anak ng..."
((I have permission from Enoh to have Tro follow Rita around.))
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 5:21 am
Johan jumped a bit at the sound of impact from a nearby snowdrift. Had... had that ghoul just jumped from the roof tops? That was certainly reckless, but impressive. He watched her as she entered the red door (the first person he'd seen enter it while he'd been watching), and spared a glance back at the roof tops and the supposed companions waiting there.
After a moment's thought, he decided to follow her. She seemed fairly capable, and if she wasn't, well, having one more student to help raid would help.
"I vill be taking the red door." he informed Christof and Amrita. Checking to make sure he had all his things, he strode over to the door and disappeared inside.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 7:09 am
Now Amrita was torn. Her friends and her travel mates were going in different directions! Ohgod what should she do?! She looked at the yellow door that had taken Julian, Tahki and that really cool Undead girl...and then she looked at the red door, where Johan had disappeared. What to do, what to do...
"Be...Be careful!" She called after Johan, looking back between the doors again. A lot of students piled into the black door, and there was strength in numbers...but the two doors that had her attention had her really torn. Behind one was her friends, and through another was a Reaper who was going alone.
She did the only thing she could; she fidgeted.
Her friends...or a stranger she felt strangely indebted to. It was a surprisingly tough choice for the little Undead girl. Biting at what was left of her bottom lip, she turned to observe the horseman behind her.
"What...What should I...we...do?" She asked, her voice quivering.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 7:16 am
The tikbalang blinked at the undead ghoul. Wait, was she asking him what to do? Apparently she was. If she had asked him what she should do, the boil would have simply answered whatever she wanted. Except she asked what they should do and Petro's first instinct was to follow the group. Also he didn't know the reaper that had gone through the red door, who also didn't ask for assistance, in which case Petro felt no guilt in letting him go it alone. He did however, know Tahki and had been following the others around since he got to the island and, well, herding instincts were winning out against thinking things over.
He gave the doors a quick glance (that bordered on a glare as if faulting them for making the undead ghoul somewhat upset) then back at Amrita. Brown eyes noted something and a small, friendly grin appeared on his muzzle as he answered, "Yellow door, 'cuz you're wearing yellow."
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 7:26 am
She was wearing yellow? Blinking, she looked down at her snow-kissed sari; oh, yes, it was yellow, wasn't it? The colour that Livi hated on her...she had been surprised that the Demon didn't let her have it for going back to wearing her Sari.
"I...am wearing yellow." She submitted almost stupidly, still surprised that he'd taken to what colour she was wearing as her choice. Well, since Petro wanted to go through the yellow door (she took his answer as a round about say of saying 'I want to'), she looked once more at the red door. She felt terribly guilty about leaving Johan...if she ever saw him again, she'd have to apologize profusely.
"Oh-okay...Yellow it is." She muttered in a tiny voice, stepping forward to open up the yellow door, hoping the horse man would follow her.
(Amrita leaves to the YELLOW DOOR)
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 7:29 am
The horse monster adjusted his things for the last time, hefted his weapon atop his shoulder, then followed after Amrita through the yellow door.
((Zoning out~))
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