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DraconicFeline rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 6:51 am
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 6:58 am
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 100-sided dice:
94
Total: 94 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 8:27 am
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Nictor's head snapped around a the whistle, worried someone was about to start a ruckus. He really did not need that right now. He especially didn't need possible combatants deciding that honey jars when broken are good for stabbing.
All he saw though was a purpleblood sashaying up to the counter, immediately putting Nictor on edge. It was the same purpleblood that Kolako cautioned him against that he promised not to involve himself with. He didn't think he wanted to either. The look to her face made him nervous. She was smiling but something about it didn't feel quite right. Kolako said this was a bad purpleblood, so this friendly act must be a ruse, making him more nervous. What could she possibly want from him?
What the purpleblood said made literally no sense though. Eyebrows climbed up and up while eyes grew to owlish proportions. What...what was happening right now.
He already didn't know what to do about this purpleblood. Kolako said to stay away from her, but he couldn't exactly run out on his own booth, and he couldn't tell a purpleblood to go away! But now she was talking about falling when she clearly did not fall, something about bandaids, and calling him her came? He couldn't not respond to the purpleblood, Kolako warned him about her which means she was dangerous, which meant that ignoring her was jsut as bad as talking probably.
The concern and distress was becoming visible on his face, the longer his brain stalled on making a response. so far his experience running a booth had been pretty nice, but this was anything but. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what the highblood wanted or what she was referring to, he did not like this at all.
Why couldn't she have asked something about the booth? He could have answered that easily!
"I-i-i ahh, I d-d-don't un-und----w-what?" Nictor stammered out, clutching his arms close to his front, fighting not the rub his palms on his thighs and mess up the paint. He wanted to leave the situation entirely but what could he do? He didn't understand and oh no he's just actually asked the purpleblood, in a very messy manner. She probably expected him to know and now things were about to get messy. Help.
ImaginationsParadise still in a speedo cause that's when they talked :u
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Doutei rolled 1 100-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-100)
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Blasphemoose rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 9:04 pm
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Blasphemoose rolled 1 100-sided dice:
82
Total: 82 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 9:05 pm
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quite uneventful rolled 1 100-sided dice:
92
Total: 92 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 9:24 pm
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Koko was so excited to see Mera. As she and Leeroi were both highbloods and they treated her well, she could definitely prove her mind wrong-- Not all highbloods were bad! Mera had always treated her pretty well, and the three of them made a good team back during the space ladder stuff. But, that was before she knew what she was. Before she knew how messed up everything was. She gave her a tired smile, nodding affirmatively. "Nictor's really fun to hang with!" She couldn't say he was the only reason she was still around other people, right now. Her gaze drifted some, remembering. "He's really dependable too. Look at all this stuff!!" She clenched her plushie tight to her chest, gesturing around her and nodding while an overly tight smile spread upon her face. She inched closer to Mera, pretending to whisper in her ear. "I'm super sure if you just ask him, el te dara algo! He'd give you something!"
Kolako hadn't been looking at Nictor. She'd been looking at the bustling figure of the purpleblood as she receded into the crowd. It was only when Nictor responded that she looked back at him, and her eyes fell to the hands now brushing against her own. Her eyes widened a little, but they fell soon after, not uncomfortable-- Just pained. It was a rare moment where her emotions bled out, but the sound of an arriving booth goer caught her attention. Her walls went back up, but her hands shifted and simply squeezed his own. She gave him a small smile. "Gracias. Thank you. It means a lot to me." Kolako quickly threw her arms around him, still holding onto the plushie, and gave him a big hug. She then released him and smiled before heading back to the back of the booth, picking one of the bees and getting a pretty high number surprisingly-- before continuing to watch the trolls approaching very carefully.
Kolako saw Eridia and immediately she somehow had tunnel vision. With narrow eyes, the tense troll leaped onto the booth's table and instantly put herself between the two. Kolako stared directly into Eridia's eyes, bristling and tense. She was just as painted as Nictor, and wearing a nice bikini from the booth over, but-- She hissed. "Leave. Now." Kolako was done attending to her. Her friend attacked her, attacked her lusus. She would not be forgetting that anytime soon.
Kolako wasn't nervous when the yellowblood first approached the booth. It was only when she started to get suggestive that Kolako strode over to her friend and stood next to her friend, offering her a fairly friendly smile and crossing her arms. "A-actually, I'm the one who painted it!" Kolako stated a little tensely, feeling wary of the other. For some reason, Nictor was prey to quite a few trolls these days. She didn't like that weird, gnawing feeling in her chest every time it happened. "So, if you want, te lo puedo hacer! I could do it for ya!" She hadn't been mean, after all. She was nervous, but if she was gonna be nice, she could... be nice too?
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Micillia rolled 2 20-sided dice:
20, 12
Total: 32 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 10:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 12:29 am
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quiet delegation rolled 1 100-sided dice:
83
Total: 83 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 8:41 am
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quiet delegation rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 8:46 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2017 10:01 am
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Nictor stared at the greenblood a little blankly when he said "trade." It was a free prize, what did he mean trade for it? He wasn't handing the candle back, so Nictor guessed he wanted it but why-
Oh, Oh those were all seeds.
Nictor nibbled at his lip, considering what to do. He'd really like to get his hands on some seeds, but at the same time, everything available at the booth was free of charge if won in a game. It was supposed to be free. But the greenblood themself was requesting to trade. Nictor could try to say no, but that might offend him, and that wouldn't end well.
"I, uhh-, y-you don't h-have to," Nictor started. The greenblood wanted to though, unless it was some kind of trick? The yellowblood had noticed most trolls didn't bother with that kind of backhanded shenanigans with the vendors though. At least no one had so far. At least half the trolls didn't pay him any mind, which he was pretty much okay with.
Maybe it was like when someone helped Nictor and he got worried about what they might want in return? He used to be a lot more paranoid about that. He's also been doing better in the clumsy department. Maybe the greenblood just felt uncomfortable taking the prize? But then why did he play?
"Ah, s-sorry," Nictor apologized, wincing when he realized just how long he stood there thinking. "U-um, if y-you really wa---nt, do y-you have any d-desert s-species?
Nictor was a little surprised to see the yellowblood from Bikini Bootcamp that subjected him to a watermelon barrage. It made sense though, she had friends helping man the booth so she could take a break much like he did. Nictor was not expecting what she had to say though.
There was a tilt to her smile that set off some alarms, but the compliment seemed harmless enough. He offered his now normal nervous smile, hugging his arms close to himself. Kolako and Bee had liked it even if he wasn't entirely on board with it, though Bee just liked the colors. And, well, it was sorta nice hearing that stuff? He felt pretty weird about his body a lot these days, so hearing nice stuff made him feel a bit better about it.
He even perked up a little when she complimented the body paint. Kolako had been painting him up every day since he came back from Borrowed Brush, and to match the bikini, she'd done him up in festive watermelon colors. Similarly to how his spirits lifted when someone complimented Beehemoth, a similar fuzzy happiness kep his smile there, if not stronger.
"T-thanks, m-my friend did i-it. I-I'm n-n-not sure I sh-should tr-" Nictor started. He didn't want o offer for Kolako to paint up this girl since, well, she wasn't feeling the most social these days. He wasn't sure if she'd want to? but in the middle of trying to correct the other yellowblood, she pointed right at her chest, just above her bust, drawing a triangle leading down.
Nictor was not the most adept at social interactions, but he would not really be comfortable touching anyone he wasn't friends with. The specifics of the implications were lost on him, but he knew he was missing something.
"N-no, like I w-was s-s-saying, my f-fried does the-" At that moment, Kolako sidled up next to him. Nictor let out a relieved breath. Having her there would help steady him a bit, hopefully let him speak more freely, but she was handling it fine now. At least he didn't have to worry about directing the yellowblood to someone else but also trying not to bring Kolako attention she didn't invite. So, Nictor fell silent, glancing between the two, hoping all went well.
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nepsah rolled 1 100-sided dice:
34
Total: 34 (1-100)
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