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Post by Coaster on Oct 31, 2016 18:06:47 GMT -5
As an undercover Feepit sympathizer (le gasp!), Coaster leaps between Justice and the admittedly random, but still innocent, suddenly!Feepit. Even if it's 99% likely just an illusion.
"Hey, lay off, she didn't do anything! Or, at least, this Feepit didn't. The one in white who I just helped up smells a little fishy to me, though, or maybe that's just Blarf's saliva."
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Post by Celestial on Oct 31, 2016 19:10:18 GMT -5
Carefully lifting up her skirts (seriously, why did she pick this dress. For a replica, it was heavy), Celestial trotted down the path, eventually coming across the White Weewoo. "Well, this is nostalgic," she sighs, looking over the ship. A small frown crosses her face. "Could have sworn it had jet engines. Oh well, must be my over-active imagination."
She looks up at the rigging and immediately shudders, having a look for a moment like a war veteran in the middle of a flashback. "Never drawing those again...remember, never drawing those again," Celestial mutters before shaking her head and rubbing her eyes. To distract herself, she looks down at the Blarf, dressed up in his little ghost costume. "Aww, you are adorable! You are adorable no matter what but that costume especially makes you so. It's like somebody dressing up their dog...their six-tentacled, spiky, enormous kraken-dog."
Celestial clears her throat and steps up to the rope bridge, calling out. "Hello? Hunty, Bloody Mary, are you home?"
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Oct 31, 2016 19:55:57 GMT -5
Cassie swallows. She knew the feepit would be trouble, but not this much trouble.
"Is this a racist slur?" Bloody Mary asked, pointing at the innocent-looking Feepit.
"It'd be speciesist, if anything," Justice noted.
Cassie feels a sudden weight on her shoulder and feels giant eyes boring into her soul.
One of the puppies fades from Cassie's sight and another jumps into its arms where she fake-strokes its incorporeal fur. Nervously, she takes a bite out of the taffy and relaxes a little. Yay, fruit!
"Ooh, well done," the meepit said appreciatively while Justice, feeling like she should do something to handle the situation, went and prodded at the Feepit with a stick.
VampireWizardess!Coaster protects the small blue creature by proclaiming its innocence, the brave soul.
"Hey, lay off, she didn't do anything! Or, at least, this Feepit didn't. The one in white who I just helped up smells a little fishy to me, though, or maybe that's just Blarf's saliva."
"Well, um..." Cassie sheepishly grins. "That's because...there's plenty of fish in the sea?"
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Post by ♥ Azzie on Oct 31, 2016 20:20:15 GMT -5
"This one, this one!"
"Well- Yes, okay!"
A little boy in a frog costume runs up onto the ship, eyes as wide as saucers, followed slightly more slowly by his harried-looking grandmother.
"Wow! This is awesome! Is there any candy" The boy runs about, looking at everything, and the woman approaches the Meepits.
"Sorry about this- it's his first time trick-or-treating here." She gives them an apologetic smile.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 31, 2016 23:02:21 GMT -5
Gelquie “Fooooood,” the blarf cooed with excitement, bathing the entire deck in fishy breath. “Yeah, don’t mind him,” Justice said to the newcomer in ghost costume, “it’s just his way of being friendly. He gets plenty of food. Mostly he keeps the shark population in check.” “Barp,” the creature snorted. “But he does like a treat,” admitted the meepit. “Tell you what, for each extra candy you want to take, you must perform a dance or recite a poem or perform a dark ritual to invite Death in our midst. Take your pick. We’re not choosy. But you need to earn it.” “Mmmmaybe not the Death ritual,” Bloody Mary suggested hesitantly. “He’ll be all sorts of testy tonight. Besides, then we’d have to supply a fresh egg.” “Song or dance or poem, then,” Justice agreed with a scowl. “ And you can choose an apple to feed to the blarf, provided you first take out whatever Joe put in there in his infinite wisdom.” Joe beamed. "Ahh, okay, sounds fair to me!" the ghost exclaimed, agreeing to the plan. "...Although are you sure you don't want to summon Death? Because we don't necessarily need an egg, we just need a victi--" They stopped. "Okay, maybe not. Okay, uhh, I'll just do my routine first, then I'll take one of the apples and one of the candies. Hmm, a song... a song..." ...Why was it that it was that song that was in their head? ...And yet she couldn't think of much else she was willing to sing. Sighing, she began to do some little dance moves as she sang a little, tinny song. "I'm a little teapot, short and stout,
This is my handle, this is my spout.
When I get all steamed up, hear me shout,
Tip! Me over and pour me out."The ghost finished their move in a flourish, the chains dangling around them from the motion. If not for the sheet, it would be apparent that the ghost was blushing. "Phew," she says. "Okay, anyway, the apple..." They move to grab and apple, doing their best to remove whatever is inside it, and once she's confident it's out, she tosses it to the Blarf. "And a candy... uh... Could I have one of the red ones? I haven't seen many of those taken." After that, the ghost decided that maybe she should stop. After all, she didn't know how many encore performances she was willing to embarrass herself to take. |
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Post by Kyn on Nov 1, 2016 5:18:30 GMT -5
"That's all right," Kalnya assured Joe. "I don't have much use for razor blades anyway (not being a demon barber and all), but you're always in need of new toothbrushes to replace the old ones." Privately, she thought that hygiene products were a very incongruous prize to receive from pirates, but maybe they had gotten them from a recent raid and needed to jettison the un-pirate-like booty as soon as Meepitly possible. After pocketing the toothbrush, she headed towards the railing of the ship with apple in hand. Right before tossing it to the Blarf, she suddenly paused, an idea coming to mind. "Oops!" she cried in a totally-genuine-and-not-at-all-affected manner. "I've lost my balance! I'm tipping over the side of the railings! Aaaah!" Ten seconds after the supposed fall, there was still no sound of splashing water breaking the nocturnal quiet. Anyone peering over the side of the brigantine would be greeted by a most unusual sight. "Ohmigosh!" exclaimed the miraculously dry werewolf. "I have attained divinity! I walk upon the surface of the water!" She strode forward a few steps as demonstration before rising up into the air until she was level with the Blarf. "A humble offering for you, spectral terror of the seas!" she said cheerfully as she let fly the apple in the Ghost!Blarf's direction. |
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Post by Huntress on Nov 1, 2016 6:37:22 GMT -5
Coaster and Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) "Yeah, I don't know," Justice said, eyeing the Feepit who didn't seem to be doing much of anything. "I mean, we're kind of an equal-opportunity employer but I'm not convinced if this one here has what it takes for the rough life out at sea." "Well, um..." Cassie sheepishly grins. "That's because...there's plenty of fish in the sea?""Probably not right around here, the blarf has been snacking for the past several hours," Bloody Mary noted. Celestial "Arp!" the blarf said, frantically wagging his tail and otherwise acting rather deplorably as the living embodiment of the All Animals are Dogs trope. "Heeey, it's you," Bloody Mary said brightly, abandoning Cassie's shoulder and resuming his post on the railing next to the gangplank. "Did your robes grow bigger since we last saw you?" "Bloody Mary," Justice said sternly, "remember what I told you about complimenting people's clothes?" "Yes?" "Well, that's not how you do it." "In any case, Hunty isn't here," Bloody Mary said, unperturbed. "Went off to do something important," he made airquotes around the word, "meaning we're in charge right now. Have a treat." ♥ Azzie "Well, it's also our first time hosting a Halloween whatchamathing," Bob Squeaky said to the grandmother. "So we're all in the same boat really... wow, that was terrible - hey! Santa! Santa, get away from that kid, you're not authorized to be around small children!" Santa, who was a cheerful little meepit with endless love and admiration for all the varied wonderful things in the world, largely because her brain only had processing power for roughly half a thought at a time, had been puttering around the ship ogling at the decorations for most of the night, but now she'd somehow homed in on the little boy. "You're a frog!" she chirped with excitement. "You should go and take a treat!" "In all honesty, none of us are really authorized to be around small children," Justice remarked. Gelquie The meepits, who appreciated quality entertainment, cheered at the performance in unison. The blarf, whose idea of entertainment tended to narrow down to 'foooood', looked a little confused at the singing ghost but happily caught the apple and swallowed it whole, flopping his ears back and forth so vigorously that the eyeholes of his costume slid out of place again. Inside of the apple was... a small white beaded handbag.and inside of the red candy is... a maple bacon donut, or possibly a doughnut."I swear it's delicious," Joe the Chef said defensively. "I'm mostly wondering where on earth you got that beaded clutch from," Justice said. "I mean, I don't think I've seen it before, but what if it's Hunty's secret theater-going handbag?" "Nawh," said Bloody Mary, "her secret theater-going handbag is black. This one's probably from some sort of past loot. Matches the ghost costume and everything." Kyn The blarf was beginning to enjoy Halloween. People didn't give him treats very often, usually he'd have to hunt it down. At the very least apples didn't go down screaming. "Fooood," he wailed, swallowed the apple and then scrabbled with his tentacles until he managed to pull the hood of the ghost costume halfway off. An enormous fuzzy head the size of a dinner table stretched out to sniff at the werewolf.
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Post by Kyn on Nov 1, 2016 8:49:28 GMT -5
Kalnya folded her legs beneath her and drifted towards the Blarf's ears. She bent down to scratch behind the Blarf's left ear, all the while cooing, "My, you're a very impressive and mighty sea monster, aren't you? Do you like to have your ears scratched? Would you like me to scratch your other ear too?"
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