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Post by ZETA on Jun 8, 2020 6:41:33 GMT -4
Today is March 14th, white day, a day to give an important boy in your life chocolate. Colt decided to wake up extra early to go to the library to pick up a cookbook from the library and grab some ingredients from the cooking classroom, and finally, he prepared the kitchen. With everything set up and ready, the sun was still below the horizon, so he had enough time to make a single batch before Monty would wake up-who was overly protective of him whenever he gets in the kitchen. It was from a place of concern, but Colt needed to this for himself! He can't rely on Monty forever he needs to rely on him too, Which he will prove to him by making the bestest and most delicious batch of chocolate that he had ever tasted, it didn't happen.
Colt didn't know where it went wrong he followed the instructions perfectly, maybe it was when he tried to make him two batches instead of one-when he read up on the two different methods of Chocolate making. One in the microwave and one in the oven. Colt remembered how Monty likes his food spicy-so Colt added a lot of spices and chili peppers to the chocolate which would be put go in the microwave. And Colt also remembers putting strawberries and fruit in chocolate shows how much you care for them. So he covered the strawberries in chocolate and skewered them with sticks, or right they can't stick to the pan so he covered the sticks in sunflower oil, and with that, they go in their respective cooking appliance-oh he forgot to use the bathroom so he thought it'd be fine. It wouldn't
So when Colt entered the public bathroom everything was fine- when he stepped out- the kitchen had a small fire where the microwave once stood. And Colt froze up and he yelled out-"FIRE!" Colt yelled out as he went to the nearest fire extinguisher and in his panic, he remembered what Monty said to do with one of these, "Pull the pin and launch," So Colt did as his best friend told him to and pulled the pin and ----threw the fire extinguisher at the microwave, which hit the table under it sadly and rolled halfway back to him. Colt stood there and thought to himself "...Instructions were unclear...." Now everything is on fire. What should he do!!!
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 8, 2020 8:18:13 GMT -4
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Aaaaaah....what a lovely, serene scene residing before his very eyes...
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Everything was just perfect like a painted portrait as he and his classmates all hung out in a forest for a little camping trip. Sure, it was meant more for a trying to learn how one can survive and cope in the wild, but everyone was so happy and having fun anyway. It wasn't some sort of stressful, pressure ridden field trip...but more a fun trip that they organized together instead! All these familiar faces around him just having a good time as the sun was setting...the sky becoming a beautiful mix of colors...
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Surrounded by people he cared about and his best friend leaning up against his shoulder while fumbling to get his marshmallows on the skewer. This was just his little happy place, being assured that it's okay to let his guard down...that these people were all worth trusting. Beaumont chuckled softly under his breath and lightly shake his head. Ah, the teen with blond locks couldn't help but fondly smile while gently grabbing onto his hands to help him properly line up the marshmallows. Poor Colt seemed so nervous....but at the same time, that smile across his lips was filled with such warmth.
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Most of the kids were brainstorming about what kind of creepy ghost stories they could tell each other when night fell, others muttering ideas for a harmless prank competition in secretive little whispers. Noticing his hands were still resting upon Colt's, he was about to let go but...the scent of smoke hit his nose. Something was wrong...it smelled like...someone burnt a strawberry chocolate cake...? What? No one had strawberries and none of the students had started melting any of their marshmallows just yet for the smores.
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Averting his gaze from his best friend while lightly squeezing his hands, a sense of urgency was stirring within him that only got worse as his eyes took in the sight of the forest being set ablaze...
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Everything went from picture perfect to the perfect storm of chaos brewing before his very eyes. When he looked back toward his best friend...the fire was dangerously close, but there was no where to run....
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Beaumont felt his eyes shoot wide open as his heart raced like a rabbit trying to outrun a fox. For a moment, he was relieved that the forest fire of a camping trip was nothing more than a dream...but that didn't last long at all. Sniffing the air and there it was...that same smoke smell! Who in the world was crazy enough to try bake anything at this hour?! Throwing the blankets off of him, just wearing a simple black shirt and blue shorts, the anxiety only intensified when he saw that his childhood friend was no where to be found.
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"...shit!" Blurting out that single word, he rushed out of the room, thankful that wherever the smoke smell was coming from didn't seem to be a huge issue so far. Yet, he needed to investigate further since someone could be in danger...Colt probably went to the bathroom or something, there was no way he'd be cooking at this hour...right?
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In a mad dash to follow the smell as it got stronger when he got closer to the common area where they had a simple little kitchen....he gave Colt way too much credit....didn't he? Oh...yup and his friend didn't seem to know how to properly use a fire extinguisher either from the glimpse of what he'd seen. The look upon his face was like a conflicted battle between panic and dead pan. Boy oh boy, this was going to be a day, for sure! "COLT! Are you okay?! What in the world happened?!" Being that he was the only one there, it was hard to pin the blame on someone else for this fiery mess!
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Making a mad dash to the small flames, he was so grateful for his resistance against the fire ahead, otherwise, this wouldn't have gone too well. Thankfully, he was able to salvage the fire extinguisher and quickly glanced over the instructions before putting it to use, taking care of the flaming microwave. Feeling his left eye lightly twitch along with the corner of his mouth...he slowly looked over to Colt...dropping the fire extinguisher. "Please don't tell me you were trying to bake a cake in the microwave..." Squinting his eyes, he wasn't sure if it really was a cake or not, but he felt like his best friend over here would be the sort to take the oven time for a microwave....which would definitely explain a lot.
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There were a few burns upon his hands, nothing too horrible...but to him, they were more of a mild irritation. Honestly, he was far more worried about what in the world was the cause of this since Colt was endangering himself and others! Plus...they were gonna need to report this to a teacher as soon as possible, it was an honest mistake as far as he could tell, but still...they needed to be responsible. Honestly, he was a bit relieved that this wasn't much worse...but yikes, did the smell of burning chocolate sure travel around!
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Post by ZETA on Jun 10, 2020 3:52:25 GMT -4
While Colt was freaking out what made him freak out, even more, was the yelling of his name in an all familiar tone and voice, Colt let out a nervous squeak from his throat as he was ready to defend himself and his choices, which were honestly quite flawed, now that he thinks back on it. But he's too panicked to think about it. Instead, Colt responded with, "I'm sorry! I tried to make chocolate-and I went to the bathroom- and when I got back the microwave caught on fire and I think the chocolate's ruined!!" Colt started to panic explain what happened, and where his priorities were, at the moment, who could blame him, hopefully not Monty.
Colt watched in fear as Monty ran towards the fire and used the thrown fire extinguisher for its intended use, and doused the flames in foam. And Before Colt could thank Monty, Colt realized that disappointed look in his eyes and that look of "Why would you risk yourself like this!?" that Monty always gave him when he failed at a task, and for once Colt felt it was warranted. When Monty asked if he was baking a cake in the microwave, Colt sheepishly look away and said, "it was supposed to be chocolate..." Colt said in a small voice as his blush spreads.
Suddenly, as Colt's sheepish look at Monty, he noticed the burns on his hands, and Colt let out a small gasp as he moves closer to him as he starts to glow a subtle golden light, as Colt says "You're hurt," firmly as Colt got within arms reach of Monty and as he gently grabs the blond's hands and he claps his hands over his, and soon the burns and the pain would heal and ebb away to memory. Colt kept his eyes focused and his stare lowered on their clasped hands. He couldn't look at Monty right now, his eyes were starting to sting.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 10, 2020 5:30:28 GMT -4
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Furrowing his brows to further emphasize the reasonably disappointed concern he held for his friend over here...he didn't even realize that a heavy sigh escaped him. Setting the fire extinguisher with a frown before crossing his arms, the stern air about his stance intensified. This boy over here had not only walked away by trying to make something with a freaking microwave...but something that needed to be monitored! Sure, he wasn't a pro chef or anything of the sort, but he'd been scolded by his own mother when he insisted on making candy when he was around six years old. Damn near burnt down the house himself since he naively thought that OH BOY, MAGIC KITCHEN THINGS MAKE STUFF!
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How wrong he'd been...oh how very wrong he was...! "So what if the chocolate is ruined? I don't care about the chocolate, I care about you not hurting yourself, or others for that matter!" There was almost a low roar toward the end of his words as he tried to hold back his frustration with the sweet boy's actions. Narrowing his eyes, he was about to give him one hell of a lecture, but his eyes fluttered in a series of confused blinks as he felt his friend steal his hands.
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Honestly, it was part of the norm for this particular friend of his to hold his hands, but the fact that he would go out of his way to heal him...
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...even after snapping at him...
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...it...still threw him off guard, especially during times like these. Resting his icy orbs upon him, his frown seemed to harbor a hint of regret for the harsh edge his words held. "...how about you...we...buy some chocolate instead? It'll be my treat...o-okay?" Taking a deep breath of the smoky air, he exhaled and was grateful that his peculiar quirk made it a little easier to tolerate the smoke.
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At least...it would come in handy if there was ever a need for him to rescue someone from a fiery incident. With such care, he moved his hands to make it so that their palms were resting against each other. Lacing their fingers before holding on as though he'd been trying to silently admit how scared he was to lose his beloved friend. "...we...need to get this tidied up and report what happened to a teacher first, though....o-okay?"
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Post by ZETA on Jun 10, 2020 9:32:48 GMT -4
Despite Monty's sharp tone in his voice, it was full of care and gentleness, Colt knows he cares, by god does he know. But despite the tone used with him, Colt kept his hands clasped over Monty's and kept his focus on the burns despite how much his eyes sting, and it's not from the smoke, though it didn't help at all.
When Monty's softer more natural tone asked if he wanted to get chocolate as his treat, Colt, let out a small sniffle as he raised he tried to hold back his tears, he was scared sure, but right now he was frustrated and angry-not at Monty never at Monty, but at himself. "But I wanted to make your chocolate to show my appreciation of you for everything you do for me, your useless, talentless good-at-nothing friend--" Colt's voice sounded frustrated and hoarse as if he was holding back tears and anger.
As far as Colt could remember he has always been so useless and talentless compared to Monty who had to save him from his mistakes so often due to how clumsy, spacey, oblivious to dangers he was, Colt couldn't see in himself, what Monty sees in him, he could do so much better than him. Colt let out a confused sniffle as Monty moved his hands so both of their palms were resting on each other, in a gentle embrace. Colt knew this was Monty's way of showing how scared he was- they didn't need words at times to understand each other, they were so close to each other that it was natural that they picked up on each other's unspoken words to the other. So in response, Colt tightens his grip on Monty's hand to reassure him he was fine wordlessly.
When Monty said they should get to cleaning, Colt nods his head as he pulled one of his hands away to wipe away at the tears forming in his eyes and sniffle into his arm more gracefully rather than it being out there for everybody-for Monty to see. "Y-yeah---You are always so sweet to me Monty--I'm sorry I'm not Poemu type of funny, or smart like Jin, or as cool as Niji, I'm just useless old me who always need to be rescued---" Colt sadly says as he felt so useless at that moment, he couldn't make something as easy as chocolate without his best friend coming to rescue him like a knight as if he was a princess who needs to be saved constantly.
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Post by Kuro on Jun 13, 2020 1:10:50 GMT -4
the dummy and the also dummy THOUGH AT FIRST KURO WAS LOATH to wear the stupid vest, it had grown-on him over time. It allowed him free reign of the campus without having to slink around, and it made him feel official. It even had his name on it-- and his title-- what was more official than that?! "School Cat - Kuro" By wearing his stupid vest, he could get let into the dormitories-- and getting let into the dormitories meant that Kuro could feign near-starvation for food. It was a simple routine: wait in the kitchen for an unsuspecting passerby, then flop onto the floor when one approached. Yowl most pathetically for higher effectiveness. It worked easily two-thirds of the time. A bespectacled first year gave the cat entry, and Kuro strolled confidently towards the kitchen itself. He was about ten meters away when the smell of smoke assaulted his senses. His whiskers twitched. Kuro lifted his head higher. Smoke? The cat broke into run, his short legs carrying him down the hall and into the kitchen. What he found… was… absolute chaos. A smoldering microwave, and two foolish human boys holding hands in front of the wreckage. What the- what the heck?! "YOU BLEW UP THE MICROWAVE," a shrill exclamation burst out of the cat, his tail floofing in a panic, his back arching. Who cared if these idiots had known if the school cat talked, or didn't? There were more pressing matters at hand, "YOU BLEW UP THE MICROWAVE, AND YOU'RE HOLDING HANDS?!"The cat scampered into the room itself, leaping up onto the counter where the microwave was perched, surveying the remnants of the device with a sniff. Whatever had incinerated it was roiling from the fire extinguisher, but the extinguisher had done little to improve the smell. The cat bristled at the scent. "What is this?! An experiment?!"That was a phrase that Nimue had taught him. A "science experiment". | ft. colt agnes + beaumont favager quirk: e-rank cat physiology, invisibility, floating; f-rank agility, breaking-and-entering |
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 13, 2020 3:41:52 GMT -4
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Every word in an effort to cut himself down stung like salt being smothered into an open wound. Why...why did he see himself through such a filthy lens? Over and over, he wouldn't give up on trying to polish that view Colt stubbornly held over himself. It wasn't right...! For a moment, he lightly bit his lower lip as he did his best to keep his eyes locked onto the delicate boy he wanted to grow old with.
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Beaumont treasured that smile of his...but wasn't daft enough to believe it was all to him...no, it was okay to go through the motions of natural emotions. Everyone deserved the right to mourn and grieve...but he needed to help Colt see that he was so much more than the tower of mistakes. Carefully, he spoke much like a spouse trying to comfort their beloved who struggled to see their own light, "...Colt...no, you're not useless I--" The voice cut his words like a freshly sharpened knife and caught him by surprise!
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Tugging the brown haired boy close as though he was a knight ready to protect a royal prince, he looked to the sound of the abrupt voice with a stern look....which was totally betrayed by that peachy pink blush upon his cheeks. His heart raced like a crazed rabbit and his anxiety found the power of jumping to conclusions! This must be a teacher! After all, there was a possum, the infamous PawMight to be exact...so that wasn't far fetched at all. That authoritative tone the feline had truly sold it to the boy. "S-Sensei...! It was an accident, not an experiment...I'll buy a new microwave today...please, it wasn't out of malice..."
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Pleading...it always came down to this. "...Colt is shaken up and needed comfort, that is why we're holding hands..." A little defensive bite lingered about in those words, mostly because he knew how straight up traumatizing mistakes of this degree were for poor Colt. Getting scolded even more wasn't going to help and he hoped the teacher would catch the hint.
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Post by ZETA on Jun 13, 2020 5:50:09 GMT -4
Colt was never as talented or smart, or anything truly stands out amongst his classmates about him. He wasn't as tech-savvy as Jin, he wasn't as strong as Niji, he wasn't as funny as Poemu, or as talented as Monty. Which is why Colt threw himself so hard at so many things here at U.A compared to middle school he wanted Monty and the others to rely on him as much as he does them, he wants to be reliable and trustworthy, not clumsy or useless as he is now.
Colt couldn't help but view himself as he does right now. Useless, weak, Helpless. Like a doe in the early spring. So all Colt can do right now is heal and be there for them all. That's all he can do. But that's not what's all he's capable of if he has his way. He won't be the hapless little healer in the backline, he will be as capable and as useful as the others are! When Monty tried to reassure him, Colt tried to cut him with, "Monty, I-" and suddenly screeching--
And he was pulled close to Monty's body, and the brunette couldn't help, but look up to Monty's face, and Colt couldn't help but blush from how close and intimate contact was, and with his hands now behind Monty's back, Colt wanted to push away and scream from how close they were that felt different from every other time they hugged previously. Colt's chest was now beating up to his ears as he wasn't sure how to react or how to respond to who was talking...All Colt could say was, "A Talking Cat!?!?!?!" Colt let ou in a very shocked voice. And when Monty called him sensei, Colt back-peddled a bit and said as he tried to bow while still being held by Monty, "Ah-ah Sensei! I'm sorry that was rude! I hope you can forgive me for the rudeness and microwave!" Colt apologized in a sincere and distressed tone, normally Colt would question a cat teacher, but he trusted Monty enough to not question it.
When Monty said he was shaken up and that's why they were holding hands, a small part him felt a little sad by that, he wasn't sure which part of him felt that way, but Colt took a small breath in and said, "I'm sorry Sensei... I help Monty pay for it too..."
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Post by Kuro on Jun 14, 2020 16:47:57 GMT -4
the dummy and the also dummy THE CAT WAS STILL FLOOFED with annoyance as the blonde teen addressed him. The boy had incorrectly assumed that the cat was a teacher, immediately declaring the carnage to be an accident, and that he would buy a replacement microwave. The cat’s brow plunged into a scowl, his eyes narrowing as the blonde also defended the decision to hold hands.
Kuro’s glower was immediately interrupted by the brunette’s outburst—his astonishment over a talking cat quickly gave way to an anxious, apologetic tone. What absolute messes, and not just in the physical sense.
“You should be cleaning up this mess,” the cat said haughtily, butting his head against the still-steaming microwave, “Taking this to the dumpster, at the very least.”
Honest to god, human teenagers could be so useless. Couldn’t even figure-out how to clean up after themselves. He bet these boys had bedrooms that smelled like corn-chips, from their lack of cleanliness.
“And I am not a teacher,” the cat said, clearly exasperated by the students’ total lack of observational skills. He turned, facing away from the students so that they could see the vest that covered his back in all of its highlighter-yellow glory, “I’m the campus cat.”
Lest they misinterpret that as “being let-off the hook,” the cat quickly turned on them again so that he could fix them with a sharp stare.
“But I know Nakahara-sensei! And if you leave this mess here, I will tell her!”
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 16, 2020 23:57:56 GMT -4
[googlefont=Libre Baskerville:400i|Open Sans] [nospaces] [newclass=".aodov"] margin: 0px auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fcfcfc; width: 500px [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmtop"] background-color: #2c2c2c; padding: 20px; text-align: center; color: #BF9D3E; font-family: Geneva; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtop1"] height: 250px; width: 500px; overflow: hidden; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtop"] height: 250px; width: 400px; background:rgba(0,0,0,0.6); border-right: 1px solid white; position: relative; top: 50%; transform: translateY(-50%); display: flex; flex-direction: column; justify-content: center; margin-left: -300px; transition: 0.5s; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodicon"] float: right; margin-left: auto; height: 65px; width: 65px; background-color: #fdfdfd; border: 5px solid #fdfdfd; transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-right: -38px; overflow: hidden; display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodicon img"] height: 100px; transform: rotate(45deg); margin-left:-17px; margin-top: -15px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtext"] font-size: 9px; color: white; display: inline-block; width: 250px; font-family: Open Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -38px; margin-left: 100px; opacity: 0; transition: 0.3s; border-bottom: 1px solid #fdfdfd; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtext a"] color: #BF9D3E; font-family: Open Sans; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodov:hover .aodimgtop"]margin-left:0px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodov:hover .aodimgtext"]opacity: 1; transition: 0.3s 0.2s; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmain1"] padding: 40px; background-color: white; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodquote"] padding: 10px 40px 0px 40px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; color:#313752; line-height: 1; font-family: Libre Baskerville; margin-bottom: 40px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodquote div"] color: #BF9D3E; font-size: 50px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: -10px; font-family: Open Sans; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmain"] font-family: Open Sans; color:#1e2131; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; [/newclass] [newclass=".addy"] font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align:right; width:510px; margin:0px auto; [/newclass] [attr="class","aodov"] [attr="class","aodmtop"]the forged knight [attr="class","aodimgtop1"] [attr="class","aodimgtop"] [attr="class","aodimgtext"]internal forgery [attr="class","aodicon"] [attr="class","aodmain1"] [attr="class","aodquote"] ❝ you believed in me when no one else did, not even myself...and for that, i thank you... [attr="class","aodmain"]
In a panic as he was brought into a warm embrace born of panic, he stood there wide eyed with his heart racing as though he'd been watching a horror movie! THIS WAS A DIFFERENT BRAND OF HUG AND WOAH NELLY! The blonde squeezed tightly onto Colt and his face was red as a tomato as the tiny black cat called him out like freaking crazy! Blinking like crazy, he wasn't sure what in the world this freaking day was, but he was getting schooled by a cat and that was embarrassing! What in the freaking world....so...they only had one teacher who happened to be a talking animal?
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Man, this was super embarrassing and there was nothing he could do to take back this tower of mistakes he'd built in such a short span of time. With a shuddered breath, he hadn't found himself feeling so intimidated by a tiny creature...but the Campus Cat had almost felt like he was part of the discipline committee! It made sense though since he seemed to have ties with the various teachers. Furrowing his brows slightly, he looked toward the mess and back toward the tiny black feline with a nervous smile while letting his grip loosen before his hands slid off of Colt. The look on his face screamed honorable defeat to this vest wearing kitty cat.
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"...Please tell her anyway, if you could...?" Calm and collected, albeit a twinge nervous, he walked over toward the microwave, unplugged it and hefted it right on up into his arms. Fwoooo! This was heavy, even though he'd trained, it didn't make this bulky thing some walk in the park to haul around...it was a bit hot, but his body could handle it pretty well at least! Carefully, he made his way toward Kuro, "Oh, um...I'm still learning where everything is, could you please show me where the dumpster is? Um..."
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Glancing toward Colt, he gave the boy a warm smile and spoke in a tone to match, "Hey, Colt..? Are you going to be okay cleaning or would you rather tag along?" Thankfully, his blush subsided and now it was more like a soft tint of pink accenting his features.
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Post by ZETA on Jun 23, 2020 1:42:43 GMT -4
Something told Colt that this cat wasn't a Sensei, but he still followed Monty anyways, and they got yelled at for it. Colt felt awful for this, but he kept up his best attempt at a poker face, even though some tears of stress and frustrations started to swell up on the corner of his eyes. Colt was too dejected now to realize he was getting lectured by a cat, and instead, he bowed at the black cat and apologized once more with a "I am so sorry---Oh my god the Oven chocolate!!"
But while Colt was apologizing, he remembered the other half of his chocolate, and as Colt looked over to the oven it was all smokey and black, and, Colt without thinking made a mad dash towards the oven and turned it off quickly before it could burn anymore and once the oven was safely off Colt backed off quite a bit from the oven and let out a defeated sigh as he slid from standing to sitting on his knees with his legs on either side of him, as he put his face in his hands. Monty's words went from ear to the other as he whines about how "Everything I cook gets burnt!" Colt yelled out in annoyance as he looked at the burnt remains of the microwave and the smokey oven as the burning smell of chocolate hangs in the air.
AS Colt was about to be defeated and does as Monty says, he let out a gasp and lifted a finger to the air and said, "I can still salvage this! We still have a toaster!" Colt said as he was about to try again.
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Post by Kuro on Jul 5, 2020 19:48:38 GMT -4
the dummy and also dummy THE BRISTLE THAT HAD FORMED along Kuro’s spine settled slightly as the fairer-haired of the two unplugged the microwave and lifted it onto his shoulder, requesting that the cat tell Nimue anyways. When it became apparent that the blonde boy was going to do as he was told, Kuro leapt to the ground below, closing his eyes in mild disdain.
“I will,” Kuro said simply, “Tell her. And I will show you to the dumpster. It’s… behind the building.”
His tail twitched with the remaining slight-annoyance, and his whiskers twitched vaguely at the darker-haired one.
The cat watched, mildly mortified, as the dark-haired disaster seemed to remember yet another burning thing, sprinting for the oven to reveal it to the innocent bystanders.
Kuro was frozen in the doorway, gaping slightly. As if destroying a microwave and filling an oven with carcinogenic fumes, it seemed that he thought the next logical course of action was to destroy the toaster.
“No way!” Kuro snapped, “No, no, no. You-!”
He fanned his claws at the darker-haired one.
“You’re coming with us. You’re not ruining any more kitchen things today. I will take the toaster if you try to stay.”
The bristle was returning to the cat’s fur.
“Come come, let’s go. Haven’t got all day.”
He had half a mind to walk the boys to Nimue’s office, while he was at it.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jul 14, 2020 8:38:31 GMT -4
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Okay the horror show of doom was over with the kitchen...please may the universe be nice for the rest of the day....please oh please! Smooth sailing, no more rocky waters, that's all Beaumont wanted at this point....but he was once again, denied. A look of horror washed over his features, "Colt! NO, THE CHOCOLATE IS ALREADY BURNT....IT'S DEAD, JUST PLEASE...please listen to us..." Furrowing his brows, he just wanted to curl up somewhere and call it a day.
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It was hard to manage both this dead microwave and Colt at the same time! As quickly as his legs would carry him, he moved between Colt and the poor, innocent toaster. "Seriously, Colt, enough is enough and we need to just finish with damage control...I'll get us chocolate from the vending machine." He couldn't carry this microwave all day and it felt like it was cutting into his hands. "I...I'm still so sorry about all this, Colt isn't a bad person or anything of the sort...he's a good person just...I-I don't know why kitchen appliances hate him so much."
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When Kuro would lead the way, the Forged Knight, defender of the kitchen would follow.
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Post by Rubber on Jul 19, 2020 4:02:27 GMT -4
Colt Agnes: 7 + 16 = 23 exp, total: 73 exp
Beaumont Favager: 23 + 17 = 40 exp, total: 40 exp
Kuro: 5 + 7 = 12 exp, total: 462 exp
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