[1v1] Berk Berk Berk OH JACK MY HAIR (Danny + Demi) [FIN]

[Bloodlust Dante]

candlejacking fireballs! Damien gave a howl and bared his fangs when the ball of embers hit the middle of his back, setting a nice scorch mark on his thin coat.

It was war and he was armed to the teeth for it.

No really, in a fit of rage the canine student took a hold of Danny's hair in his mouth and began to yank and chew on it, trying to drag her around while he set out to destroy all that was not fur that the ghoul had.

Hp: 24
dmg: 7
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

((loloops))  

[chiickadee]

Oh dear JACK. Now he was tearing up her hair like no one's business. She was NOT a chew toy! The worst part was that she couldn't really do anything to stop him.

That's it. She was so done with this hair.

She growled something demonic, but she literally couldn't do anything. Jackdammit Demi.

HP: 14
Damage: Nada
Status: Rolling d6s  

[Bloodlust Dante]

Drag drag drag.

it was the oddest chew toy ever. and her hair didn't taste very good. But revenge never tasted very good. "SHUT UP AND GET DRAGGED AROUND JACKDAMMIT!"


Hp: 24
dmg: 3
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

Alright this was too much. She just couldn't take it anymore. Even her hair wasn't worth this. Danny kicked Demi in the gut to distract him for a moment, and then (with Demi still attached to her hair) ran over to the side of the ring.

She picked up a practice sword (the ones they used in gym class sometimes) and cut off the part Demi was chewing on. Like clean off. It was awesome.



LIKE A BAWSS.

Except the fact that she only cut off the left half.

... Awwwwkward.

HP: 11
Damage: 7
Status: Glittering  

[Bloodlust Dante]

suddenly sword and suddenly demi was nicked as the blade cut off part of danny's hair.
Brown tresses falling all over the floor.

And he just stared at the ghoul
with her lopsided haircut.

and began to laugh his a** off.

Hp: 17
dmg: 0
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

While Demi was busy laughing, Danny was busy kicking him in the balls.

HP: 11
Damage: 5
Status: Revenge  

[Bloodlust Dante]

ok, revenge still sucked. fetal position? yes, Demi was curled up into one. poor body parts needed some ice.

But on the plus side, he did know they were still attacked. But Danny? the rest of her uncut hair found the end of a nearby blade that was left on the floor.

cutting hair by sword was going to be all the rage in halloween in 2 weeks.

Hp: 12
dmg: 5
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

That wasn't the only thing he hit. The sword scraped Danny's arm, and then landed in front of her foot. The fire demonness promptly tripped over the practice sword, landing her on the ground next to Demi.

Now that she was splayed out next to him, Danny had a moment of calm. She was actually panting at this point. Had they really fought that hard?

Danny looked over at her companion. "You ... fight good," she said in between breaths.

HP: 6  

[Bloodlust Dante]

"Your hair tastes like vomit." demi replied back in disgust before trying to scrape away the errant strands from his face. "Vomit and charcoal." he continued further before clamming up.

He was not planning on explaining how he knew what charcoal tasted like. "Why couldn't your hair taste like cooked bacon?" the green eyed pup said half jokingly as he poked at danny's skull, and the tiny bit of a bald patch he was hoping she wouldn't notice.

course, not poking at it would have been the best choice.  

[chiickadee]

Danny looked taken aback. Her hair tasted delicious!

... Well she supposed it did. What did hair even taste like? She'd never had it before. That just brought up the question of how often Demi ate hair ...

Nevermind though, they'd definitely tied up their little fight. She smiled a bit, standing up and offering a hand to him. "Thanks puppy," she said.

Her reflection stood out starkly in one of the gym mirrors. s**t. Oh dear Jack what had they done. She didn't really care about her hair that much, but DAMN. That just looked BAD.

Embarrassed, she excused herself. "Ahhh ... I'm just gonna ..." She was already running out the door.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

Oh jack.

Oh jack ohjackohjack she noticed.

And like a bat out of hell Demi watched as she dashed out of the gym, the ashes of the gloves she burned already forgotten and the hair she once had strewn all over the polished floor.

oh boil, he really hoped she wasn't crying over it.

"IT DOESN'T LOOK THAT BAD!" he hollered out in surprise before charging out after her, the guilt already eating away at his doggy heart. "Wait, COME BACK, WE CAN FIX THIS WITH A WIG!"


There was no way in jack that he was going to leave her looking like this.