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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:14 pm
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Chibizoo IT'S THAT TIME OF THE YEARFor gifting, I mean. Duh, what did you think it was. This year we're doing the colourful thing if you haven't noticed (see: front page), and what's a better way to celebrate Christmas than with red and green. Just lots of green. Neon. Yes....
http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/breedable-changing-pets/this-is-halloween-customs-tomorrow-p4583/t.64228077_68521/
 Well it doesn't LOOK that different... right?
RULES AND HOW TO PLAY
- Oh my, while Amityville Academy's outdoors are looking all XMASed up, the inside halls are still so bare. So so bleak and.. well.. cold. It needs colour!
- Post in thread with a questing/made up character/ OR your student and tell us how THEY would contribute to decorating this time of the year (roleplay out their actions as they sweep along the school hall and make it more festive and lively!) Do they fix the gnomes' outfits? Make evil XMAS trees? Create some sort of occult ritual? It's up to your student really. Please keep the setting in the school halls only.
- While your student is decorating the halls, they might stumble upon something. Your post will be quoted and you will get a exclaim action post. You must then follow the action post's instructions, and maybe you will score lucky
- Good luck! Please feel free to have your character INTERACT with other characters as well, group efforts are great, if your char isn't getting any action post "bites", we recommend you keep on postin' away!
- This event will last for a good 30 min
Nio Love It was true, Riley had noticed the inside of the Academy did not match the horrific splender that was the outdoor decoration extravaganza. This was pleasing, to Riley. Unfortunately, it was apparent that this was not going to remain the case for long. Students were milling about, preparing to vomit festivity all over the walls and creatures around her.
Well, it was worth a shot to try and 'help out', she supposed.
There were buckets of paint lying askew nearby, of every color. What a mistake that would turn out to be, she though, as she bent down and popped some cans open. Black, red, blue, purple, green, yellow.. well, the choice was obvious. She plucked the handle of a green can up, and wrapped her long fingers around it; then did the same with the red can, in the opposite hand.
She could just.. fling the paint cans at the wall. That would look festive, wouldn't it? Yet, even as she sat there contemplating it, a more ridiculous idea began to form.
Her head cocked to one side as she looked at the wall, and she lifted one hand up, holding the thumb cocked out as if trying to surmise exactly where her masterpiece would go. It would seem an unnecessary action, however; because she lifted both the cans up to her shoulders, and her hair tentacles came to life. Each of them dipped into a nearby can, scooped up a nice blob of paint, and with a sudden whirling motion the spectacle had begun.
Paint. Everywhere.
This flurry of mess went on for a good thirty seconds, before the rotary motion of her tentacles slowed to a stop, and Riley surveyed the destruction.
Drat, the walls and ceiling looked less the horrific mess she'd hoped for, and instead looked far too festively polka dotted. It was as if she'd done it on purpose, and that took all the fun out of it.
The cans clattered noisily to the ground, splattering their contents everywhere. She tried to dodge the spray, only to get a good look at herself; and realize she was just as covered in paint as the walls themselves.
Oh, no. Jack, save me.
It was time for a shower. She looked dreadful in red and green.
poke mattix Astra paused in her attempts to get her vicious decorations up, eyeing all the other students and their more friendly and festive ideas. She looked at her own, wondering how she should make hers fit in more, if not harder to spot so they could get snapped at. She was thinking on either asking the patchwork student, or the feling looking guy, but was suddenly smacked against the wall by a large glob of blue paint. "fdslfjsdlk MMLP!" she squeeled, her little limbs flailing as she was stuck on the wall.
elvyralani Eracs sat there covered in green paint and soot. Green paint that was wet and drying so he would now be covered in the two for days to come. "Oh joy..." The half painted crow escaped and started to pet him in the head. BEST DAY EVER.
Nio Love Riley, now saturated in red and green paint from head to toe, noticed a few other students had gotten a little paint on them as well. But not her paint. Oh no, they had not gotten her paint on them.
Yet.
With one last heave, a green blob headed for Astra. Blue looks good with green, right?
And poor Eracs, he only had green. She would help him out, by gently flinging specks of red his way with a shake of a different tentacle.
Innocent look goes here.
Nio Love There were suddenly far too many students in the hall, and Riley didn't even think she was going to make it to the showers. Oh well. There's always just shaking the paint off.
With a vigorous shudder, more red and green paint flew in any and every direction, splattering all over anyone unlucky enough to be in it's wake, as Riley's healthy coat of paint began flying off.
Festively.
poke mattix oh, the poor fae. As soon as she felt herself coming lose from the wall, she was suddenly pinned again with another dash of paint. Thankfully this seemed less sticky then the blue, so she ended falling onto the floor, slightly dazed, her usually pretty wings now dripping with paint. Soon she was able to sit up, rubbing the pain from her face, and looked for the perpetrator who dared to splash her with paint. She soon stopped, noticing that her own decorations where now covered in different specks of paint. ...Well, at least they looked more colorful now. But now she wouldn't be able to hang them up, her wings to wet with paint to support flight.
elvyralani Eracs eye's grew wide, for however that worked for blank holes in a burlap sack. Where did the red paint specks come from??? He glared at the crow. >.>
WE ARE HALLOWEEN exclaim Angry gnome was angry. HOW DARE THEY ADD RED. OR BLUE. Or something. Maybe he was just upset at the world in general. "I AM UPSET AT THE WORLD IN GENERAL." Shouted angry gnome very angrily. He flung a box at Riley's direction. Roll a 6-sided dice, and have Riley dodge the rather heavy thing with all her dodging prowess
Nio Love While she didn't realize the little screech she'd just heard was a gnome angered by her obviously professional paint job, or by the cruel injustice of the world as seen through the eyes of a gnome, she did realize that a block of something was coming at her head. In a stunning maneuver of flexibility, Riley bent backwards. All the way backwards.
Her tentacles retracted at the touch of the floor. So dirty.
WE ARE HALLOWEEN If the Halloween Limbo team had gotten a hold of Riley, they would have cried tears of joy (not literally, we hope). Sadly, Riley would never be informed her innate Limbo prowess, though she did manage to catch a nice candle that popped out of the box. Oooh! So shiny!
Nio Love Riley lurched back upward, with a candle in her hand. Who knows how it got there? Who cares? It was hers now. Stop looking at it like it's yours, because it's not. It's hers. Go away.
She set off navigating the fields of war that was the blotched hallway, intent on a shower, and perhaps later creating a Limbo Club.
Rileys Room It had taken quite some time before Riley was able to maneuver her way through the strands of poison ivy and decoration littered hallways. She'd finally managed to get to her own dorm, though she was hesitant to enter. She was still covered in paint, and even though it seemed to be drying for the most part, the idea of leaving red and green stains all over her deliciously black domain irked her. She put her hand on the skeleton knob, but pulled it away - sure enough, the eyes were now filled with globs of red. While it wasn't an entirely unpleasant effect, she knew that was only a hint of what was to come if she stepped forth into her own quarters. So, with a heavy heart, she decided to do something extraordinarily awkward; she was going to undress. In the hallway.
This did not mean she was going to be naked, of course. She had bindings covering everything important, or what at least looked like it might be important to the ignorant eye. She tugged her stained shirt up over her head, and let it hang inside out over her tentacles to keep them covered. Then she kicked off her shoes and let them sit on the floor just outside her door.
This, of course, would be the tricky part. She looked left. She looked right. When she was certain no one was watching, bent over, picked up the hem of her skirt, and folded it up, over and over, until it was the size of a miniskirt and the thickness of wool. She crunched the fabric with one hand to keep it at her upper thigh, and with her other hand she opened the door and hurriedly entered. Once inside, she would head straight to the bathroom and hose herself off, clothing and all.
Nobody had better seen that. Toshihiko Two The hallways were a festive wreck. Barth had contributed 3 entire stickers to what was now a portal of glitter, smoke, mistletoe, and insanity, and having done his civic duty of contributing to Christmas fear, he meandered back to the demon dorms for a well-earned nap.
But the demon dorms was really far.
And making it all the way to his room was hard.
And everything in the demon dorm was covered in a variety of expensive and soft materials, including and especially the floor. As the floor loomed closer and closer with each dragging step towards bed and board, Barth promptly gave up and dozed in the hallway. Disguised as an inconspicuous lump of discarded fabric, it was no wonder Riley's later careful survey of the surrounding area yielded deceptive results.
She would not have been the only one surprised at said results, however.
Barth had not been planning to wake up to a disturbingly wriggly expanse of purple and that had also decided to keep growing larger. He didn't move, his half-asleep mind trying to register what he was beholding and how it correlated to the current dimension. Fighting a mounting sense of displacement, he tried to sort the horrors unfolding before him in categories that made despairingly less and less sense.
Then, just when all hope was lost, the confusing phantasmagoria disappeared at an alarming speed, presumably sucked back into whatever temporal blip that had birthed it.
After a last half-hearted struggle for reason, he decided to walk the remaining 5 feet to his dorm room and take a nap somewhere less prone to space-time disruptions. |
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 6:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2010 10:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 3:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 3:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 3:50 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 3:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 10:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 10:55 pm
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