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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 10:50 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 11:21 am
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If it was edible, and it was free, Byakko was game. Unless it was peas. No more peas.
"This seems satisfactory." She nodded in approval at Luxara, moving to take her seat. Akko was far from a glutton, if anything she preferred small portions- but with an all you can eat contest, she could have hearty meals for days! If only she had thought to line her pockets with tin foil... Odette would be cross if she stained her disguise horribly. What a terrible predicament she found herself in.
"Oh- Xionek. Greetings." Rizzoh turned to the orangeblood, waving her over. "How has Bloodfest been treating you?" Probably fine, if Kei was just about to settle down to a meal. Still, it felt like it was her responsibility to ask.
Out of the corner of her eye- yet another rebel, albiet much younger, popped out of the woodworks. Free meat was, indeed, enticing. "Why don't you join us?" She patted the free seat next to her, looking expectantly- almost sternly- at Nanogg.
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 11:47 am
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Keionx Rutace "It's been treating me fair, to well. And thee? Hast thou tried the many entertainments available?" She hoped so -- it was always a regret, to miss as many of the booths as she did.
Nanogg Breckt Well, if they were inviting him over, then he had to go.
"Sure thing." he said, taking his seat with an easy air. Mari took one of his skewers, bit into it, and whispered in his ear -- her sculpture needed her. "Go on, I'll see you there later." he murmured back. And, pointy stick and food (two in one!!!) in hand, she flew off. He was the only kid here -- he didn't need his lusus, did he?
"So, what are we talking about?" he asked, lowering his voice. Admittedly, he was excited -- it felt conspirational, and also... collegial? Yeah, that sounded right. They were surrounded by outsiders, and only they knew the truth.
It was really neat. It made Nanogg feel... strong. He was the only one going by his real name, (and the only kid there) but he kind of liked that, too.
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Gl!tch~ generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
17!
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screamingshark rolled 1 100-sided dice:
24
Total: 24 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 2:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 4:32 pm
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Quiet Nights n' Quiet Stars... Cooked: One (1) Sofishticated fish
Muerte had an epiphany as he was trawling around the busy booths, and it was that if he didn't do something with this fish soon, things might get a little nasty. Granted, he could've just stuffed the bag with some snow to keep it cold, but that was extra weight that would be dragging him down.
When he saw the Whole Hog booth and the available fire pits, his mind immediately set a plan into motion.
Muerte Perist did not care for fish, but he also wouldn't look a gift hoofbeast in the mouth either. Taking one of the meant-for-smallow rods, he produced the still-slimy fish from the abyss of his jacket and skewered. As he stared at it, he realized it probably would have done him some good to remove the skin--properly filet it even--but it was too late to turn back. Instead, he used the helpful tiger lusus present to wipe the fish-goo off of his hands and set up with his prize over the open flames.
As he slowly turned it like a faux-rotisserie, he took the time to survey the other trolls. Seemed like other rebels had sought out the free food--why wouldn't they? While he didn't have a problem with most of them, Byakko wasn't someone he felt like dealing with and Luxara even less so. Still, he refused to give up his spot. He hunkered down indignantly into his scarf-high-collar-jacket combo. Maybe he'd just get mistaken for a rotund wriggler instead, since his actual put together disguise was buried under layers of warmth.
* as an aside his rebel name is Nostra Daemus yeah i know lol
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Micillia rolled 1 100-sided dice:
40
Total: 40 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 7:16 pm
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Green Minuet rolled 1 100-sided dice:
29
Total: 29 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 8:51 pm
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Melancholies generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
35!
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Hobo Pixi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 11:27 pm
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Hobo Pixi generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
17!
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2018 11:52 pm
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leon_a_darkangel generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
40!
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
32
Total: 32 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2018 12:05 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2018 12:22 am
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Quiet Nights n' Quiet Stars... Cooked: Toasty Marshmellow(s)
Stryke wandered back towards the peaceful little getaway. He had briefly stopped by to get a plate of food and had happily chowed down. With a full stomach, and a sense of peace about him he decided to go sit down where he knew it would be quiet, and away from other trolls.
Sort of. As he approached the fireside...he caught sight of several things all at once. Byakko was one of them. He smiled as he nodded to her. He planned to bring her something like cocoa hopefully the next time he ran into her. The thought made his cheeks flush. Ugh. Keionx was offered a pleasant smile, and even Meurte...although the exchange was somewhat guarded unsurprisingly. He was pretty sure he also saw Luxara at some point as well, and she'd gotten a nod from him. The child Nanogg, also earned a small smile from Stryke.
Dressed as a very warm, overly layered Forger, he knew well enough..most of the rebels knew who he was. Easing himself down into a sitting position by the fire, he unzipped his jacket to pull out his usual smoking pipe he carried with him. Much like the night before, he sat in quiet contemplation..staring into the flames as they crackled and popped. A smoke ring left his lips as it gradually floated upwards, before vanishing. Several neater little rings followed the first one.
A sort of grumpy, quiet expression fell over his features as he sighed.
Maybe..just one marshmallow wouldn't hurt? His sweet tooth was nagging at him. Glancing around the campfire, he sheepishly snatches up a few sticks..poking each onto one of the soft fluffy mellows and letting it sit over the open flame. "Hmm...Nice night for stargazing I'd say." He had practiced dropping the extra S sound. It was so damn hard, especially in the company of allies...but he kept up the guise as it was, simply safer that way should anyone overhear him. Realizing his marshmallow was about to burn..he quickly snatched it back as he blew on it, before lazily nibbling at the melted treat.
Counting how many were present...one would notice, Stryke even seemed to make everyone their own.
Gl!tch~xxx buuuut.. ya'll get your own
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2018 12:25 am
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rollover!!Day four winners! nepsah dibs on ribs champion! Gl!tch~ lucky plate winner! Melancholies quiet nights winner!
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