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Post by Ninmast on Nov 2, 2009 22:20:34 GMT -5
A ball of fire exploded near Ivan's head even as he was scolding Miss Pikachu. It was a miss and no direct harm to him or the structure, but its source was plain as fire bubbled over the fist of the pigtailed girl. "Plum Fairy?" she hissed. "PLUM FAIRY?" This time it was a shout. "You wanna come down here and say that to my face?" There was the slightest African American twang to the demand, like one who had grown up around them, but had been away for quite some time.
But before she could fire off a better-aimed blast, that same force that had plucked her off her feet once before did so again, this time dragging her back, back, back, off the porch, down the stairs, into the bushes ... and stopped. A moment later, there was the distinct sound of a slap against one's cheek.
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Post by zandyne on Nov 2, 2009 22:51:02 GMT -5
Agari, and Deva who'd somehow returned within the moments of the exchange were both quivering with rage and possibly fear. They were both glaring at Queen Ivan much like a how a pair of uptight nannies would to a spoiled child frying the heads off ants with a magnifying glass.
"Zesty," Ivan whispered to himself with a hint of too much personal satisfaction at Miss Plum Fairy's reaction.
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Post by EJP on Nov 3, 2009 2:49:08 GMT -5
*The electrical energy build up was about to reach critical mass when Queen called Mahoro "Miss Pikachu". Mahoro didn't get the reference but thought to herself "What does that mean". Before you could say "Bullocks!" the electrical energy disappeared as if it was never there.*
Mahoro: "NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
*As Mahoro continued to shout "NO", the magical backfire took affect turning Mahoro into her Bingo form. Mahoro's breast became several sizes larger to a point where she was almost busting out of her top. Her butt grew and became more defined, rounder, but was less of an expansion compared to her breasts. Lastly, Mahoro's torso became slightly thinner as if someone had tightened her corset some more. Once the transformation was finished, Mahoro stopped shouting and started to adjust her top. Being that this transformation happens somewhat often, her top could be adjusted so that she wouldn't fall out of it. In her mind, Mahoro was cursing again.*
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Post by zandyne on Nov 4, 2009 21:36:08 GMT -5
Maharo's asset augmentation went largely unnoticed by Queen Ivan as his attention was drawn elsewhere, namely by a dinner bell and a female voice with a heavy Texan accent called, "Slops on!"
Ivan clapped his hands together and rubbed them with rapt anticipation, "Well you heard my Chef, the banquet is ready."
With a finger snap the entire front portion of his apartment castle was transformed into a dining area. It wasn't a literal transformation per se as, like a theater set, dining room backdrops rose from the ground and a table assembled itself out of parts that flew out from the decorative trees on his lawn.
Even Devon who was being brutalized from behind the bush was included within the new dining enclosure.
After the "room" was assembled, Ivan thought it necessary to dramatically leap down from his balcony and land. His leg was still bleeding and as he part-limped to the table, brushed out the splinters as though they were dirt. When he'd seated himself at the designated "front" of the table he waved his hands to black metal chairs that formed out of seemingly nothing.
Regardless of anyone moving to take a seat though, a petite woman crawled from out of an unseen cave; she was relatively normal given the rest of the group aside from the numerous tentacles that were coming out from under her rather conservative dress, and in each of them was a silver platter with a lid on top.
"Pumpkins, if ya'll'd be so kind t' try out this new dish..." she drawled as she set each platter in front of a respective set of utensils and a chair. After doing so she backed away from the table with her hands neatly pressed to her dress.
"It smells wonderful Roslin!" Ivan chirped and Roslin respectfully chuckled at the praise.
(Everyone has two options: To remove the lid off the platter, but then you have to pick what is there {it MUST be edible food} or wait for the ~*SURPRISE*~)
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 4, 2009 21:48:37 GMT -5
Devon pulled himself out from under the bush - now a corner table with a vase on top - as he sniffed the air. That kind of smell ... that rich smell of ... richness ... He hadn't smelled it since that witch Cassandra hauled him off and made him play Princess for a week. Slowly, he crept over to the seat as if he was some animal in danger of being trapped he sniffed again at table level, then stood up and lifted the lid off the top of the platter to examine what was inside ...
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Post by zandyne on Nov 4, 2009 21:58:16 GMT -5
Ivan smirked from across the table, not that Devon would notice it.
But as he lifted the lid, all he saw was a simple pie, but a nonetheless well made and perfect looking pie. By the smell of it, it is was probably a chicken pot pie. Only a fork prod could tell. Cautiously, Devon picked up an absolutely normal looking fork and prodded the golden-brown surface.
The pie's crust immediately surged forth with an angry eruption of gravy and in the shower of rich, and probably delicious sauce stood...some kind of food golem. It had two drumsticks for legs and full on leeks for arms. It's face was made of onion and fine cuts of chicken lining the rest of its body.
It threw its mighty leek arms to the sides and gave a gurgling squawk of challenge as it launched its gravy-covered body at Devon.
Ivan cackled at the spectacle and Roslin too happily curtsied as best she could at her Queen being pleased with the result of her culinary arts.
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 4, 2009 22:03:26 GMT -5
The explosion of gravy sauce sprayed over the blonde's face. She licked her lip and paused for a moment. "... Good sauce ..." she concluded. Then she opened her eyes and spied the little food golem. Before Devon realized what he was doing, a squeal of glee met the gurgling challenge of the creature and as it lunged at the human, she threw her arms around it and squeezed it to her chest. "It's so ADORABLE!!!"
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Post by zandyne on Nov 4, 2009 22:07:35 GMT -5
Queen Ivan's had to pause for breath before resuming his laughter at the spectacle before him. Roslin cradled the sides of her face, "Thank ya'll kindly m'am!"
The magician queen motioned for the others to open their own platters, "Aren't you excited for what you'll get? Go on, open them." His chuckles resumed as he readjusted his messenger hat.
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Post by EJP on Nov 5, 2009 0:48:37 GMT -5
*Mahoro jumped in shock at the outside becoming a dining area. She soon regretted the jump due to some gainaxing. Crossing her arms over her chest, Mahoro took a seat. The tentacle monster that soon entered made her mind race with all sorts of pornographic thoughts that made her unconformable. Having been fighting crime and getting lost in Berkly long before she showed up at her current location, Mahoro was indeed hungry. Mahoro lifted the lid to see what food awaited her.*
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Post by zandyne on Nov 5, 2009 1:51:20 GMT -5
A modest stack of absolutely symmetrical pancakes topped with too-good-to-be-true strawberries and blue-berries, delicate syrup and the smoothest whipped cream ever, greeted her sight.
The savory scenery of delicious breakfast items was cut short by the strawberries swiveling like eyes in her direction as it assembled a floppy body, not unlike a collapseable mecha, and stood up on its platter. It waved its half-pancake hands at Mahoro for a moment before raising one to strike her across the face with regal vigor.
Meanwhile the pot-pie golem that Devon was so anxiously hugging the life of was hopelessly thrashing from the unexpected affection. It was a terrifying golem not meant to be trifled with, yet it was being coddled. It gurgled some more and weakly hit its leek arms against its 'enemy'.
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Post by Toriji on Nov 5, 2009 11:25:11 GMT -5
Selena clapped merrily at all of the magic that was going on around her. She was familiar with telekenisis, but this was something else. She looked like a chibi from a bad anime as she swung gaily from side to side in her seat once again babbling abouta tea party.
She laughed heartily at the other's food monsters. "I hope I get something cute too." She lifted the lid off and threw it absent-mindedly over her shoulder. "Come out, come out what ever you are. Heehee."
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Post by zandyne on Nov 5, 2009 11:50:32 GMT -5
Underneath the lid was what had possibly been a neatly sliced custard fruit tart and accompanying fruit salad, but it was more like a whirling mass of serpent that was coiling happily around Selena. Honey dripped from its cake-custard maw as it tried to unhinge nonexistent jaws to engulf her head....
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Post by Toriji on Nov 5, 2009 11:54:24 GMT -5
"Heehee How exciting. I've never had a dream so delicious." He reached down and took a huge bite out of the snake's body. "Yummy. An apple a day still leaves you three to four servings short of you daily recommanded value."
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Post by zandyne on Nov 5, 2009 12:21:27 GMT -5
The snake howled in anguish despite having a highly disjointed body. It's crust started crying whipped cream at the injury.
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Post by TrueBlue© on Nov 5, 2009 12:25:45 GMT -5
Veritas walked up to a seat and glared at the platter. She didn't open it, or even sit down, her arms crossed over her chest and her bottom lip stuck out.
"I don't want no muthafuckin', freaky-ass weird shit." She fixed the glare on Queen Ivan, "Don't want no eyeballs n' shit to jump out, unnerstood homes?"
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