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Post by boogieknight on Jul 19, 2007 22:23:42 GMT -5
The Wierd Prinny Amos used his pointed stick to steal the drinks of the partying demons. Amos poked the bottom of the plastic cups and caught the flowing sustenance with his open beak. A few of his victims caught him and gave chase to the otherwise carefree creature. Amos zigged and zagged to avoid his pursuers, but they stayed on him. He ducked under anything he could to throw them off, but to no avail.
Amos turned the corner and found his fellow Prinnies. He caught up with them and turned to fight, he held his stick and bag like an ancient gladiator in the arena. The demons chasing him thought better of it, but they made a few derogatory remarks as they stomped off. Amos turned to the others, and shouldered his stick, "It's not bad being a Prinny if you're willing to sneak what you can."
Meanwhile...
Vyers lingered backstage, he looked through the costumes on the hangers. He wanted something that would be elegant and tasteful, yet daring enough to get the crowd going. The other entertainers seemed to have their acts already planned out, but the Dark Adonis was too nervous to stick to one routine. He paced around the wrack of clothes, still uncertain of himself and how well he could charm the crowd.
Elsewhere...
El Mariachi strolled along into the grounds of the festival. He scanned the faces with his normal eye while his gate eye hungered for their souls. He muttered to himself, "Behave, El, you're just here to relax and enjoy yourself. This time I'll let someone else perform and it'll be for my amusement."
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Post by MajinKirby on Jul 19, 2007 22:26:13 GMT -5
Gin looked confused for a second at Zmut's words. Treasure? From mopping? All of a sudden, Gin's inner Prinny instincts took over, if not only for a second. FAST CASH A now-sly look on his face, Gin walked away from Zmut, and started to look for the nearest pile of garbage. This was gonna be great...
After searching for about 15 seconds, he finally found himself face-to-face with a seemingly huge pile of garbage. Damn, these demons WERE untidy. Oh well, time to get to work, he thought, starting to sweep the garbage to the nearest dumpster.
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Post by akutare on Jul 19, 2007 22:29:05 GMT -5
The Draconian Warrior, Mahjin sighed a little as he observed the many demons congregating. he was one of the Security Gaurds, and it was his job to keep an eye on the demons making sure things didn't get to outta hand...well more than usual. "...There sure are alot of demons here...s'good thing I'm not the only Security Gaurd, who signed up..." He says looking on to the demons who continued to pour in. "Whatever you say, Mahjin" Soiree quipped. HE was also part of the Security guards also. Our boss isn't around now. I am aware you know who he is?" He closed his good eye.
"Keep your eyes open for any riff raff and all that." He gave a yawn and leaned up aginst a wall.
"Ever had gaurd experince?" he asked Mahjin.
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Post by Mr Sinister on Jul 19, 2007 22:30:54 GMT -5
The members of the band looked at each other, they said in unison. Yeah too bad, would have been fun they said with a grin. Vortex wasnt one for hand shakes, Yeah you too, I haven't heard much of you but we have heard the name. We hail from an underworld different from this one, we have spread music throughout parts of the netherworld he said. Lets get things set up then shall we? he said speaking to the other two. If you'll excuse us he said to the dark hero. "Vortex" then began to set up the mic's, lily decided to practice a bit on her playing, "Hell Hammer" was setting up his drums, they set up a background picture that hung behind them, it was stretched out across the back of the stage. Lily decided to step on stage, putting her piercings on in the process. Hell Hammer played a bit on the drums, warming up for the start. "Vortex" was hyped up, he gave a thumbs up to Jenn, showing they were ready. A wicked smile came over him. Alright, lets get this started he said speaking to the other two. ((Picture image hanging in the background s106.photobucket.com/albums/m272/XJesus420X/?action=view¤t=Black_Metal4life.jpg))
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Post by Destroyer Pichu on Jul 19, 2007 23:03:48 GMT -5
Mahjin nodded "Yeah, I do believe it's one of the Underlords" he replies as he scans the area once more, his peircing red eyes well tuned for seeking out any type of trouble there maybe
"Mm..No can't say that I have, you?" Mahjin answered to Soiree
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Post by Arashi on Jul 19, 2007 23:10:47 GMT -5
King scowled once more as Zmut spoke to him about talking of his fear. "Name's King...well, I'm gonna head off and go sweep clean up in other places, dood..." And with that, his peg legs carried him off to a further region, closer to the stage, though it was closer to where more people were. He pushed past the forest of legs and picked up garbage, stuffing it into the sack that he held.
The Prinny dragged the broom slowly along behind him, sighing as his fins gripped it tightly. Occasionally, he had to set it down to pick up some garbage. His eyes watched the various demons he passed, big, small, and rather tiny. On the stage, he watched the goings on, which included a band apparently getting ready and a so-called 'Dark Hero'.
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Post by Arashi on Jul 19, 2007 23:13:43 GMT -5
The zombie grunted as he stomped toward the stage, standing just in front of it with a broad smile upon his crusty lips. The orange hair atop his head was pointed almost straight upward and he watched the band and his idol, Akutare, speaking. His head swivelled from side to side to gaze at the stage. As his cranium swung, a small piece of dangling flesh swung about wildly, threatening to drip off. Not soon after, it fell, connecting with his chest and seeming to mesh into it.
He let a putrid yawn pass his lips. There were many people here already and yet the only people he was interested in were on stage. The place where he couldn't go. Not without getting in trouble anyway.
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Post by akutare on Jul 19, 2007 23:41:11 GMT -5
Mahjin nodded "Yeah, I do believe it's one of the Underlords" he replies as he scans the area once more, his peircing red eyes well tuned for seeking out any type of trouble there maybe "Mm..No can't say that I have, you?" Mahjin answered to Soiree "I'll teach you the tricks of the trade!" Soiree yelled as he twirled his gun. He then flipped it back into his holder.
"Basicaly, it's easy. It's child's play!" If ya see anyone startin' a riot, kick their asses and toss 'em out. See anyone sneakin' in behind the stage, kick 'em out. See any damn kids pissin' us gaurds off. You know what to do..
He rubbed his eye patch and pulled out his gun again. The safty lock was on, so it wouldn't cause a rucuks.
"Seedle may come any time. He ain't a bad person."
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Post by chibizmut on Jul 20, 2007 14:22:55 GMT -5
"Look at them walk off, dood." Zmut stated, as the prinny he had been talking too walked off. He really didn't mind, though, now able to concentrate on the task at hand, which was cleaning up after others. Yeah, he really needed to focus on the prinny rebellion some time soon if he wanted stuff like this to stop. Soon the human demons would be bowing before the prinny's, and soon, balance shall be restored to the netherworlds.
But first, he needed to try to stop the prinny from ebfore, he was sweeping Zmuts pile of crap into the dumpster. He had plans of going back later to take care of it, mind you, since the dumpster was a little fare from the festivle itself and it'd be better to get it all in one go. Then again, why bother himself with more work? Shurgging, he started to sweep the next pile, sweeping it next to the Zombie dragon. "Dood, hope you don't mind dood. I need a place to put it so that it doesn't get in anyones way dood. Also smells, dood. It'd scare people way from the festival if I don't sweep it out of the main walkway."
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Post by boogieknight on Jul 20, 2007 22:43:28 GMT -5
The Hell Kitty Kite navigated through the forest of legs, being able to see over the fans was going to be near impossible. However, his small size might help him sneak unnoticed by security and get a decent view. He mewed to himself about the need to places small, flightless demons to watch live performances. A humanoid demon stomped near him and Kite twisted to avoid the foot. He bit into the demon's shin and dug deep.
Near the edge of the crowd...
Amos speared the trash and disposed of it in the bag. He sighed, demons knew how to party hard and spend money, but giving a Prinny a decent wage was alien to them. Amos hummed an old Prinny spiritual as he went through the garbage. He still couldn't believe that so much trash could be made so early, he shivered at the though of how much garbage would be produced when the festivities begun in earnest.
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