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Post by Amneiger on Nov 29, 2012 10:34:49 GMT -5
"How badly do we need a disguise?" Amneiger asked. "Surely we can just explain? Well, unless the villagers are the torches-and-pitchforks type." He paused. "Which they very well could be. Does anyone know anything about that?"
He thought for a moment. "I wonder if we can ask Belle to come with us to collaborate our story? On the other hand, we're supposed to be proving that we can handle things without her help, and there's no guarantee that this curse will be lifted once we've put things in order here. I think."
"I can go shopping with whoever else goes. I can carry money and whatever we buy, since I'm a bucket. Once we've finished with the bath, we can get started on manners, and then self-confidence."
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Post by Draco on Nov 29, 2012 11:31:27 GMT -5
Draco drags back, with a lot of trouble, a large cloak that can easily cover several of them without being seen they were living furniture and supplies.
"Simply hold the money in, bark orders, throw money at the stores, and ask them to carry them to the wagon!"
He pauses.
"We do have a wagon right? If not... Uhh, we just carry everything I guess."
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Post by Kristykimmy on Nov 29, 2012 18:56:18 GMT -5
"I'm with Draco's plan on this," Kristy says. "I'm not too keen on the idea of finding out whether or not the villagers are okay with us or not. Also, do we want to show Belle that we can't function as we are? That might not be good for the Beast if he wants to keep this place. Draco, you're the only one with, um, sort of hands, so you can stand on me and with that cloak we should be able to pass for a person, right?"
After a moment's thought, she adds.
"Celestial can come with us, if she will. If she stays out of sight we can put the purchases in her if we need someone to carry them, right?"
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Post by Celestial on Nov 29, 2012 19:21:09 GMT -5
Celestial comes back just in time to hear Kristy talking. The trunk shrugged.
"I'm perfectly alright with carrying you. But if you're going to be passing for a person, you can't be seen with a walking trunk. People around these parts are probably not familiar with the Luggage variety. So you'll have to disguise me too," Celestial says, pausing to think. The trunk lid clicks excitedly as the "legs" extend to their full length, ending with Celestial standing as high as the shoulder of the average person.
"I think I saw a broken horse statue up in the attic, as well as a mask. Those should do for our disguises. And we should probably head there for either the early morning or late evening market, so the townsfolk aren't in their best shape," she suggested. getting used to balancing on the ends of the iron bars. Even though she moved like a drunken horse, it was still kind of...horse-like. Hopefully it will do.
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Post by ♥ Azzie on Nov 29, 2012 20:33:54 GMT -5
"I can be a cape!" Azzie said, excited. When she noticed Draco's cloak, she shrugged two of her corners. "Or I can stay here." She pattered up toward the others. "And I think, Mr. Beast, that if you start being a bit more polite, Miss Belle would be quite pleased. We can help, don't worry!"
She turned toward Jernath and added, "Isn't being an object fun?"
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Post by Draco on Nov 29, 2012 23:53:29 GMT -5
"I don't think I would do well for arms or hands... Unless we want to have little t-rex arms. We need at least one person who can control a arm long enough to toss out money. If I put out my fire, I can move stuff around inside the body, maybe talk?"
He pauses and the wax of his candle head grins.
"Plan B is we can always just torch the village!"
He laughs at his bad joke, and almost like karma, manages to trip and bang into a table, leaving a small dent on himself... He actually thought he was made of pure gold or something, seems he's cheaper then he thought....
"Kidding of course!"
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Post by Fraze on Dec 2, 2012 4:41:05 GMT -5
The Beast watches the proceedings dumbstruck. "Th-thank you all so much for helping," he mumbles. "I just hope it works..."
By what looks to be a unanimous vote, you've decided that first, you'll get the Beast cleaned up. Best get to it, Belle probably doesn't want to wait too long to see things start to happen.
((Short post is short. Looks like you've got a suitably wacky scheme figured out, time to act on it!))
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Post by Amneiger not logged in on Dec 2, 2012 23:06:14 GMT -5
Amneiger hopped through the rooms of the castle, using his handle to flip open drawers and shelves and rake coins into himself. When he had a good amount of them rattling around inside of himself, he hopped back towards where the others were. "Okay, this should be enough. Do we have saddlebags to put on Celestia, or whoever we pick to be the horse? If not, you can put me on there."
((I can't seem to log in from where I am right now.))
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Post by PFA on Dec 3, 2012 11:40:35 GMT -5
Jernath blinked (would have blinked?) when the others started discussing getting into an elaborate disguise. Did they read his mind or something? Oh well, whatever. Might as well get these crazy shenanigans over with.
"I can be, uh..." He paused, considering his small, butter knife size. After a moment, he said, "I can be part of a hand or something?"
"Isn't being an object fun?" the blanket said to him. Azzie, wasn't it?
"Uh, yeah, I guess," was his only response to that. It certainly was... different. He was seriously missing opposable thumbs, but what could he do?
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Post by Huntress on Dec 3, 2012 11:47:19 GMT -5
Meanwhile,  ...Sorry. (I should've drawn this ages ago but agh work and general lack of time. More wacky artsy antics to follow more regularly from now on.) |
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Post by Draco on Dec 4, 2012 0:38:19 GMT -5
"Ok! Not sure how this will work exactly, but lets just all pile into the coat and work ourselves around from there!"
Draco jumps on top of someone, trying to balance the coat on himself and whoever he just jumped onto. He made sure to keep his flames off, so they don't all burst into flames!
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Post by Huntress on Dec 4, 2012 12:28:16 GMT -5
Assuming that everyone's done what they wanted to get done to prepare, initiating timeskip now.  The boy leans over the counter, eyes full of eagerness and dollar signs. Or shiny signs, technically, but it likely doesn't have one. "Welcome to my... oh boy, this is happening, this is actually happening, I'm having a sale, eeee! ... ahem, welcome to my humble little booth, what would you like? We also sell um, brushes and buckets and... you don't need buckets, but maybe you do? And stuff and things. Anything you like really." His eyes dart to and fro, with the thought what can I nick from mom's home at short notice to peddle off here? visibly floating on the forefront of his brain. *** Take it from here, folks. (The guy's name is Samuel and he's a free-for-all NPC. I'd love to take him in but I got too many already and then he'd never go away >>) |
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Post by Kristykimmy on Dec 4, 2012 12:32:07 GMT -5
Kristy worked to balance Draco on top of her, as he had jumped up there. The cloak hung down around her, blocking her view. She really hoped she could rely on Draco to steer her straight, and not straight into walls or trees.
"Let's do this!"
((Hunty, that is so many levels of creepy I may never sleep again. XDDDD ))
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Post by ♥ Azzie on Dec 4, 2012 14:26:21 GMT -5
"Well, while we're waiting for the others to get back, why don't we start here?" Azzie asked, rubbing a stray bit of dust off the floor with a corner. "Now, if Miss Belle came out here right now, and you wanted to speak with her and get to know her better, what would you do?" She attempted to look Beast in the face and failed miserably, not least because she had no visible face for him to look back at, but she thought he could tell she was talking to him all the same.
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Post by Celestial on Dec 4, 2012 17:50:43 GMT -5
((Hunty, may I worship you forever for that picture of Bluebeard? <3))
Celestial tried to look as horse-like as she could. Unfortunately, considering that she was wood, with some of the beast's shed fur for a tail, a formerly moth-eaten fur coat cut up into four parts wrapped around her legs and a stone head that looked about as realistic as a cartoon could, this was not easy. She shifted from foot to foot so that people would not get a clear look at her. She tossed the head so that people could not get a proper look at it. However, her efforts were probably wasted on Samuel. He was obviously blinded by the sight of money. A parade full of giant dancing mice in tutus could go by singing the national anthem and surfing on a wave of lava and he would not notice them as long as they had a bucket of gold.
"Right, okay," Celestial said, struggling to keep her lid from flapping lest she threw everyone off. "We'd- I'd like...four bottles of that shampoo, four bars of soap, extra-strength conditioner, as much perfume as you have, a loofa or two, sponges, five hairbrushes, including at least two for detangling, sheep-shearing scissors, a hoof-file, extra-large nail scissors, toothbrush and toothpaste, mouth-wash and a rubber duck."
Remembering that horses don't usually talk far too late, Celestial stamped her 'hoof' and 'tossed' her head again.
"Neigh, neigh, whinny," she said again, making her voice come from a different part of the trunk. There were some advantages in not having a mouth or vocal cords: ventriloquism was so easy it might as well be considered cheating.
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