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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 8:16 pm
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Mellow didn't understand what was happening, he remembered being persuaded into a test of his charm. That was why he signed up and what happened now? What happened now? The clueless boil only stared at the gnome that pushed him, threatened to step on his tail. It was one-third of its height, and all it was able to touch was his HIP.
The sensitive ceffyl dwr had his tail straightened like a rigid stick, like a startled cat. ━Σ(゚Д゚|||)━ Jacking! dsklfjlksdjflksdjfklsdjf Hand off my butt! ヽ(゚Д゚)ノ I-I am NEVER EVER gnome-sexual (ーー; ) Sorry, I can't even distinguish your gender also! Stop touching me please! Now I miss Trisha, the bird ghoul or even Anna ghoul, as long as I can get rid of the touch, it's giving me goosebumpsssssss ( p_q)
He moved a step when the gnome "touched" him, and then another step upstairs with another pet. The rigid body walked onto the stage like a toy march solider. ".............." He looked down at the crowd and found some creeple having the crazy sparkles in eyes.
......Auction WHAT?! ఠ_ఠ!!!!
Mellow stared at emcee in widened eyes, super bewildered but distracted when the gnome in gown said his name wrongly.
Not Marsh Mellow, MELLOW MARSH, never another way round! (ノಠ ∩ಠ)ノ彡( o°o)
The most intolerable thing on the boil's list was being called his name in a wrong way, he felt like throwing the MC down stage, but just thinking. Past experiences told him when creeple linked that with a certain sweet candy, his cheeks would be of a high high possibility to be pinched or even bitten.
Thinking of that, the boil shivered on the stage.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 8:56 pm
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Uru sighed softly as his arms came back up across his chest. "I don't do dates." He uttered. Coincidentally, that was what he was doing here actually - abit against his own wishes, but he had obligations he had to meet before he could step off this stage. There were things about his upbringings that were instilled so deep that he could not ignore. "If you wanted to talk, just talk to me." He recalled the ghoul in his classes from time to time, but never made it a point to speak to her - he didn't do that much for anyone. He tended to find one individual that he knew and stick to them immediately during situations. Similar to how he quickly found the monster hellhound whom was now on the gym floor while he was on the stage...
There was a reason he didn't date - he didn't like to be around people for long.
Perhaps it was mean, but to drive the point, he dropped in two hundred of his own coins into his own pot. That was a thing right?...
[ BIDDING ] Character you are bidding on: Uru'baen Amount you are bidding: 742 - 200 = 542
Taking a knee, his elbow on it as he leaned down toward the ancient Horseman. "I didn't sign up for this... from what I could tell, it's for charity... to which, don't know. Honestly, don't really care. And no, she and I-" Uru made a motion between him and Camilla. "Not what you think. But why are you doing here?"
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Carhop Cavalier generated a random number between
500 and 1000 ...
683!
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:12 pm
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Dirge saw creeple, and he felt warmth, radiating respectively too and from a large building whilst he was sitting on a tree and hugging his knees to warm up on this colder night. Wearing a traditional robe wasn't helping with the lack of warmth, and the hitodama companions emitted little heat.
He liked creeple, he really liked warmth. Dirge was going in, even if it were some boring speech from some old pile of bones or something. He needed to be warm, Jack damn it.
The kasha boil leaped off the tree branch and began to stroll, or rather make a haphazard attempt at walking with any sort of posture, into the building. He didn't make it two steps in before a little gnome shoved a bag of coins into his hand, muttering something about an auction and a date at some sort of dance.
A baffled look was given to the entire room, the boil knowing next to no one in the room... except Matty. Matty he knew. The Kasha was quick to make his way over to the Worpeltinger, lazing his arm on the shorter boil's shoulder. "Hey...buddy." He yawned, shaking himself out afterward. "What's all this commotion about an auction? I heard there is courtship involved?"
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phantompanther13 generated a random number between
500 and 1000 ...
624!
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:13 pm
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chirigami generated a random number between
500 and 1000 ...
642!
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:27 pm
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chirigami generated a random number between
500 and 1000 ...
631!
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:30 pm
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iStoleYurVamps generated a random number between
500 and 1000 ...
678!
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:36 pm
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iStoleYurVamps generated a random number between
500 and 1000 ...
897!
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 9:38 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 10:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 10:17 pm
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Mathias seemed to have a fairly sizable amount of tokens in his bag, which he hefted a few times, testing it's weight in his hand. Glancing up at the stage as yet more participants were added, his red eyes flickered over all of those, never pausing on any one face for long, especially if said face belonged to a ghoul.
There were a few of interest. Some who's features stood out to him. Those with horns or antlers were given a second look, the wolpertinger not one to shy away from admiring a good looking rack or two.
Suddenly he found his personal space invaded, and the muscles jumped in his shoulders, his ears flattening for a moment before he realized who it was. "Ah, guten tag, Dirge." He greeted the other boil. "Am not knowing anything about this uhhh....what is it? Courship?" He shrugged his shoulders. "All am knowing is that can buy student to tell vut to be doing and that is good knowing for me." He smiled around elongated fangs, and then suddenly pointed to one particular ghoul who was on stage. There was something about her that Mathias found...almost comforting. The leaves, the branches, the fact that she was not ridiculously tall....
"I vill bid on that vun!" He called out to whichever gnome was paying attention to him. "Zweihundert!"
[ BIDDING ] Character you are bidding on: Hollandaise Amount you are bidding: 200 tokens
Tokens Left: 662
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 10:20 pm
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Damien didn't know what to say, the monster bit the big mouth that was never afraid to use it, was speechless. Mouth was agape when the demon hound Uru took his place on stage. to be bid on.
Being social.
He was not sure if this was Halloween anymore, maybe a very good replica in the human world. the pinch he put to his other arm answered his silent question if this was real. Not only real, the monster had to pick his jaw up off the floor when he saw a tiny ghoul dumping a portion of the contents of her pouch into his bin. Uru's bin.
His--- friend's bin. and she smiled about the action, wide and pure and ugh.
The monster could feel the hair on the back of his neck bristle at that, as he struggled to keep his face stoic and neutral, backed away when the crowd decided to move in to see the next set of students up, with more than one pair settling on the hellhound that he spent a lot of time with. Eyes that wanted to date the demon with the grumpy face. It left a unsettling feeling around his core. A spacious, hollow feeling. Spinel shaded eyes turned glossy, Malachite guarding his feelings, thinking about the plea that his dear friend's sister had to help him find someone to keep him grounded and happy and pumpkin sunshine and rainbows and all that jazz. The green eyed hellhound clamped his grin in place and bit his tongue on the matter, he was being social and it was what Damien begged him time and time to do.
But not like this.
Bidding currency: 908 Tokens
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