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Post by zandyne on Apr 16, 2010 1:01:38 GMT -5
Surely if she had a face, she'd be grinning like a fox, a very quadrupled chin fox, but one nonetheless, "Whatever you think I'm capable of, BUT choose your words carefully, you can only ask your favor once, I'm being quite generous right now."
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Post by raptorman on Apr 16, 2010 20:38:08 GMT -5
The suited walter had watched the whole rather interesting display from where he sat. He was actually laughing though he kept a straight face through an effort or will. In general though he wanted this to end so he could get out of whatever this bizarre place was so that he could go back to fighting the forces of evil. "Hey" He spoke loudly. "I don't suppose we could wrap this up and move on do you? Some of us have things to do, and people to save."
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Post by zandyne on Apr 16, 2010 22:33:44 GMT -5
"Ah yes, Mr. Hero." She paused, perhaps she was evaluating him, "You look much better in real clothing than that terrible Halloween gear.
"And, terribly sorry, none of you can leave yet, the party isn't over. It would be very rude if you left anyway!"
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Post by Ninmast on Apr 17, 2010 8:17:28 GMT -5
Unseen to anyone, a particular goddess whispered into the blob's ear while Devon was still thinking, and only the blob would hear it.
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Post by zandyne on Apr 17, 2010 15:16:20 GMT -5
The Kingly one nodded/undulated an affirmation, "Consider your request granted Priestess. The conversion process shall be accelerated."
Behind Devon's thinking head, a queer barb of black rose up and promptly bit him with the same force as a vaccine prick, when he inevitably react to it, it would have already retreated back to the floor.
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Post by Ninmast on Apr 17, 2010 22:11:38 GMT -5
Devon's eyes widened in a panic. "Wait, what? I didn't say anyt-OW!" He wheeled around as he clapped a hand over the back of the neck where it stung him, but it was already gone.
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Post by raptorman on Apr 18, 2010 18:28:10 GMT -5
Walter was now becoming annoyed, but he also had not seen anything like this blob creature before and he didn't know what to make of it or what it could do. "The girl didn't say anything, you ought to leave her alone." Walter had no way of knowing that devon was really a guy at one point and so was just doing what he saw as his job.
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Post by zandyne on Apr 18, 2010 20:02:12 GMT -5
"I was only granting the favor Mr. Hero, sometimes giving out pricks now and then is necessary," the blobtress replied.
Queen Ivan found himself with enough motivation to return to the table, his timing most likely ironic and entirely intentional on his end. Still it was amazing he was still in one piece despite being considerably bloodied and still with holes from the bullets.
Her unnamed majesty deemed a topic change appropriate, "Maybe some food will get you all to be more talkative!" She slammed her fat limbs together which in turn produced a sickly slapping sound.
After a few 'claps' three of the other servants filed in, though they too were now afflicted with terrible costumes as well as wheeling in trays of what was probably food. A person wearing a simple bed sheet with holes poked in for eyes was most likely Roslin as there were tentacles peeking beneath the peach-colored sheet. The other two were Jack and the Skull Queen, both wearing large produce mascot suits. The former was dressed as a cucumber and the latter as a giant banana.
After the shelled platters were distributed, one per guest, their coverings were removed to reveal individual bowls of stew. Three per person, each of different color and of somewhat different heat as one steamed, one glowed and one was cold to the touch. Despite this they were quite aromatic or at least not repulsive.
The same trio of servants left after serving the guests. Garrette took to detailing what the dishes were, "For now these dishes' names shall be a mystery, in fact it is time to partake in a game.
"Each of these are most likely something you have never eaten before, two of three bowls must at least be tasted by each guest but not necessarily finished. One bowl in each guest's platter is laced with a rather fun surprise, but nothing that is fatal.
"Each platter's tainted bowl is different. If you wish to skip this game, you may do so using the points you have accumulated from the Zombie Buster's round, however if you do, you may not spend points for the next event, whenever that may be.
"The next portion of dinner will not begin until everyone has sampled at least two different kinds soups. You can also trade one soup with one other person. But remember, only one."
He saluted them with a flourish, "Enjoy."
King Name-Not-Revealed-Yet immediately downed all three bowls and Queen Ivan merely sniffed at his with great displeasure. He quickly sampled two without any outwardly ill effects, and then took to bemusedly staring at the others for them to do what was asked of them as well.
Then again his status was hardly a hint as to what may be in store for the others as the man had been shot at point-blank range with no real detrimental effects. Or so he would like them to believe.
(Devon: 200, (MIA) Selena: 135, Veritas: 50, (MIA) Mahoro: 70, Walter: 60, Kagetsuki: 140.)
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Post by Ninmast on Apr 18, 2010 22:33:27 GMT -5
Devon seemed to lose interest in the tentacle that had stabbed him and turned his attention to the soup. He seemed to stare at it for a moment, but in reality, he was trying to focus his vision on them while the rules were explained. Practically on auto-pilot, he petitely spooned out a bite from the hot bowl, then from the glowing bowl, and finally from the cold bowl, then moved back to the first one and repeated, eating a spoonful from each in turn in silence.
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Post by zandyne on Apr 18, 2010 23:19:28 GMT -5
Ivan looked like he wanted to say something critical of Devon's intelligence, but a soft sound of something being stabbed made him hit his arm into a table as well as a straining sound to probably stifle a yelp of pain.
The first spoonful of the cold soup tasted properly chilled, but swallowing it led to a slightly warmer feeling, just like how ingesting alcohol would...
By the third spoon however Devon's skin began to tingle and tickle, as freshly poured cider would bubble in a glass. The gentle warm sensation continued to spread and ended up taking residence there along with the butterflies beginning to flutter in his stomach...
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Post by Ninmast on Apr 18, 2010 23:49:17 GMT -5
The feeling was nice, it made him feel giddy. It wasn't long before Devon, flushing quite red in the face, was eating, still with utmost civility - suggesting Cybele was still keeping a stopper on more radical behavior - only the cold soup, the other two completely forgotten.
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Post by zandyne on Apr 19, 2010 0:11:38 GMT -5
By the time Devon had finished the whole bowl, there was this intense....nagging feeling filling his being, as well as the instinct that if he found someone and did something to them that this blissful feeling would last forever. But who?
Meanwhile whatever was stabbing Ivan decided to release him from it, and he grit-yelled, "What the FUCK is wrong with you, WHY WOULD YOU PLAY RIGHT INTO THAT BITCH'S HAND?"
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Post by Ninmast on Apr 19, 2010 0:45:11 GMT -5
The boy set the bowl neatly on the platter and smiled idly at Ivan in response. "It feels nice," he answered faintly. "I haven't felt this nice in a long time."
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Post by zandyne on Apr 19, 2010 1:14:59 GMT -5
The magician cringed at that, or maybe at something unseen stabbing him again, "Halfassed reason- You better not be looking at me to make you 'feel' any nicer if that's your criteria for how stupid you're gonna be."
Garrette's shotgun was on level with Ivan's face again as her majesty chimed in once more, "Devon is more than old enough to make decisions. And I thought you wanted some fun, I'm just making it easier for you Panda!"
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Post by Ninmast on Apr 19, 2010 21:54:16 GMT -5
In looking toward Ivan, Devon's eyes fell on Garrette. None but Cybele had an opportunity to predict what happened next. With his gaze hot, he leaped clear over Ivan to glomp Garrette with such force that they both fell to the ground, out of sight below the level of the table as struggling ensued.
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