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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 7:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 7:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 3:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 10:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2014 1:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 5:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 10:01 am
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๑• -- I , I , I , I WORKOUT! [SOLO!]
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A few recent run ins were the cause of this, this being Zaire standing in front of his mirror shirtless and in shorts. Pinching the sides of his stomach with a huff, he wasn't overweight, at least not by his species standards, so what if he was a few hundred pounds in natural form? Food was delicious why shouldn't he indulge besides it was a known fact that his stomach was much larger than most creatures, so he had to eat, it was..science or something. Though he had put on a few more pounds this week than on the normal, probably all the arcade junk he had ate, the delicious delicious vending machine junk.
Zaire's stomach growled loudly and he sighed, even with his own logic he knew he had to change his habits or risk being the balloon Helki always reminded him he would look like. Stupid wolf, why should it matter what he looked like anyways. But..
Maybe Helki had a point, maybe he would start to blow up if he didn't at least move a little bit. Besides that, he was starting to find enjoyment when he did venture around this place. A slow smile spread his lips and he flexed to his reflection, a cheerful little chirp came from his feet as he did. "..Mm..what do you think Grey...should we workout?" Having more muscle could be worth the effort, then he could just pick Helki up and launch him across campus, not that he couldn't already just he would of course fly further in Zaire's mind.
Grinning a bit darkly in the mirror for this thought he chuckled then bent to pet over Grey's head, claws giving the minipet a good scratch before running over its ear and off its head. "Come on.." Sighing none to pleased he motioned towards the bed where his PreCee rest open and humming delightfully. Flopping to the bed he pulled up some monster workouts one could do at home, because he be damned if he walked to the gym just to workout when his room was plenty big enough. Rolling over the options he clicked his tongue to his teeth and gave a snort. None of them looked particularly fun but he knew that excersize wasn't excitedly a party. Grey had bounced up to his side and had popped between his arm and side to look over the screen curiously.
A little fuzzy paw reached up and landed on a boil doing push ups, Zaire snorted and shook his head. "Not even if you paid me.." Grey made a noise of distaste for the snort then promptly hit the space bar on the precee and ran off before Zaire could n** at him. Growling he watched the mini run off before turning back to the screen and looking over where the push of buttons had landed. Crunches? That sounded like something he'd be eating but it didn't look that great, a boil was sitting down the going up by the waist hands behind his head. Zaire puckered his lips, while it didn't look screamtastic the description of its benefits were promising. It was suppose to help keep your stomach toned, something he needed more of.
Settling he pulled up his notepad and wrote down crunches, along with a few other things he had found. Speed walking, crunches, playing with minis and doing some weight lifting, the latter being most appealing to the boil. List packed full, or all he cared to fill it Zaire smiled pleased with his job well done. "I guess...I can do all this in the morning," he commented to the empty room, trying to get himself more excited for it but failing miserably.
Standing from the bed he tossed the notepad to his desk and looked over himself once more in the mirror on a low hum. This had better be worth waking up in the morning that was for sure, if it wasn't he knew exactly who would feel his wrath. Helki. Pale glowing eyes narrowed as he took to the floor, might as well get a feel for things he figured. Stretching out he groaned feeling his muscles pop from lack of use with each bend. Toe touching had gotten harder than he remembered, damn. After the warm up he was beat, laying on his back panting in the floor and stretching once more only this time towards a can of some kind of drink he had spotted under his bed. "Grey......" Hissing he tried to get the mini to help him, only it decided to help by playfully racing around his stretching hand and nipping at his fingers. "Grey! Knock it off...you little." His jaw snapped viciously as the mini ran past his face, a grow sounding behind clenched teeth.
Giving up the can he placed a hand over his eyes and murmured angrily, "should have aten you years ago.."
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 10:15 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 12:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 1:10 pm
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So much rain, so much cloud, such not wow. It wasn't so much the weather though, considering he loved water even in rain form, just. It was fairly awful, if only for the fact that Zaire had wanted to spend the day wandering around Halloween Town and thinking. Not on the bus avoiding puddles and angry creeple, all while getting that fabulous smell of old cheese the buses held.
There was a lot on his mind as of late, boil troubles along with other various things. Actual important things that for once required his attention. A hand shifted down to hide from the rain droplets in his pocket. Pushing in it met paper, a letter his father had sent. A special note, the likes of which remained half bitten and crumpled in his pocket as he moved towards the bus stop booth.
On a long sigh Zaire took a seat next to a rather warm fire demon, shifting his legs a little to avoid burns. Tanned fingers ran the slightly dampened paper in pocket, pulling it slowly up and out. The shield of the booth he was in giving a nice soft pitter patter thanks to the rain, perfect music for reading, or rather rereading. Leaning back against the booth bench Zaire read, snorting softly as he rolled over the ending of see you soon.
Father wanted him to come visit, or if he couldn't wanted Zaire to send him information and allow a visit from him. Neither of which the monster boil really wanted. It wasn't really something he was looking forward to, to see father, he would expect to see his friends that Zaire hadn't really made and on top of that a ghoul.
The friends he could wing, say they were in classes or see if Zel or XY weren't busy. They were friends, kind of. Stretching out the note was shoved back into his pocket and a sigh released that drew a brow raise from the ghoul next to him. But the nice ghoul the note referred to, well, Jory was nice but he wasn't exactly a girl. A smirk lit to life as the monster questioned his own ability to get Jory in a dress outside of his dorm.
Lost in thought Zaire didn't think about looking at the bus number as one pulled up, instead he simply boarded with the others now at the booth and took a seat near the middle. Eyes out the window as thoughts turned from playful back to serious. Helki. What the jack was he going to do with that boil. The wolf hadn't gave up yet at all, or even settled down. Zaire ran a hand over his face in a slow drag, he was sure by now Helki had to be hearing the noises from his dorm late at night. They were neighbors after all, and for that he felt a touch guilty.
Helki had been his first love and a part of him would always be for the other boil but, but a lot had happened since he had came to Amity. A lot Helki was refusing to embrace, to experience. It was becoming increasingly frustrating to deal with the other boil, enough to make his head throb even now.
On a soft growl he was leaning back against the seat of the bus only to realize as the light flashed and the driver called out an unfamiliar stop that he was lost. Standing up instantly tanned fingers pulled the stop bar and he was making his way up to the front. Now out of the bus the rain poured down over him, relieving some of his starting headache. "Jacking...great.." A grumpy murmur escaped and he looked around to try and find a place to think.
A quiet place to think there thankfully was, glowing blues locked on the library sign and soon his feet were carrying him towards the door. Pushing it open a few droplets of water touched ground before he was moving towards an empty table nearby. Once seated a tanned hand lifted to push deep blue locks from face. Relaxing down blues flickered up only to bring a low groan for what they read on a nearby flyer.
" ARE YOU READY!? EXAMS TOMORROW AT AMITY!"
Exams, jacking great. That's just what he needed on top of all this stress and uncertainty. It was right about now that Zaire wished there was an active Bruteball team, he just needed to pound something into the ground violently and sparing wasn't doing it. Not after what had happened at the Haunted House. Slowly his eyes lowered towards the scars along his arms, the recall of the razor chain that had put them there drawing a shiver. That. That had been a real challenge, one he intended to win the next time.
Surrendering Zaire accepted thoughts of failure, ignored his current boil troubles and upcoming disappointments for his father and took a nap, right there on the library table.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 9:53 am
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Extracurricular wasn't really his style but after seeing his lack of effort with work, and given the teacher all but begged creeple he just went with it. Said teacher had apparently needed mushrooms and was certain the maul had just the ones they needed. So here he was battling lines of monster mothers in too tight pants and their screaming scarelings looking for mushrooms. Mushrooms that were not to be found apparently as he was having zero luck. Granted, he had made a huge circle and ended up back at the food court ..three times.
Slushie in hand he glanced around from shop to shop, looking at the sales and looking for mushrooms. Notta. Zaire frowned and took a long sip of his drink, passing a shop of chocolates. Chocolates nearly won him out but he managed to push past the luring smell and make his way to the bathroom. He had to let loose the four slushies he had pounded down, five counting the one that just left his hand for the trash bin. But there was need for such drinking outside it was like a horrible humid wasteland, so hot, so horrible he was nearly almost dried up by the time he had arrived, or at least in his own mind he had been.
As it hit he entered the washroom and started for a stall, only to pause midway as he noticed some mushrooms growing out of one of the sinks. Zaire frowned for their position but realized he might not be finding anymore mushrooms in this place, and really bathroom mushrooms were as good as any right? It wasn't like he was going to eat them, even though he would totally, but point being he could snatch them and take them to his teacher and no one would know.
One blink later and he was pulling the small bag of candy he had bought from his pocket and emptying it in his hand. Crunching the candies away he moved to the sink. "Hm..." Peering lazily around he shrugged, they didn't seem to belong to anyone, and were just sitting here no note no nothing so- so he grabbed them up in his bag only to be hit with a face full of spores. Growling he backed into a stall door and hissed, one hand wiping his eyes as the other pushed the bag into his pocket.
For a moment as his eyes opened the world around him spun, he nearly puked in the floor but managed to pull together and look up into a huge hanging ...mushroom. Zaire's eyes widened as he realized the entire bathroom was now made of mushrooms. Growling he quickly made his way from the bathroom only to find more mushrooms, walking ones, talking ones...ones eating other mushrooms. Zaire paled for a moment something had gone horribly wrong and he needed to get the jack out of here! A hand over his head and one out to hold the mushroom railing he tried to get to the mushroom doors.
Though just as he round the mushroom, a huge mushroom hit him and stood firmly in his way. Even though he growled and took a swipe the mushroom (which was really a sale sign) stood firm. So, he did the only thing he could think of, which was taking a huge bite out of the top of the mushroom and devouring it whole. Around him the tiny mushrooms screamed and scrambled away, given the larger ones started to yell at him he quickly devoured the other half of the mushroom in his way and scrambled for the exit. His tail swishing in frustration behind him and knocking any of the mushrooms that dare to get close enough down. As several mushrooms threw other mushrooms at him Zaire hissed angrily and started to snap at them, eating a few as he growled and grumbled.
Chewing it occurred to the monster as he barreled through the mushrooms that the ones he was eating tasted suspiciously like maul food, but considering anger was overpowering what brain he did hold it didn't go past that. Not quite sparking until after he ran out into the heat of the day. That coupled with a splash of something from a demon gentleman and he was blinking away mushrooms and realizing where he was. "Wh-what happened to ...all the mushrooms?" Baffled he turned and noticed the stares of several maul guest, they weren't to happy. The demon, whom now registered as maul police frowned at him before giving the monster a stern lecture about bathroom mushrooms, apparently his hallucination hadn't been the only one that day.
Zaire wrinkled his brow hearing of the other amity students that had the misfortune of being under the spore's effects, but he didn't give away that he had some mushrooms still in his pocket. Nope. That professor was going to get his..
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 11:51 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 3:17 pm
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