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《 MISH: The Manifesting Spell sounds pretty groovy ... 》 《 YOU: Groovy? 》 Mish shoots you a pouty look before flipping past the Table of Contents and to the page dedicated to Manifesting. 《 MISH: Okay, this looks simple enough. We need a few things here. Three white candles and something to light them with, a white piece of paper and a pencil, a vessel - or someone to receive the ability, and a piece of jewelry. ... Any volunteers for the vessel? 》 You gaze around the room, 42% ready to step up to the plate if no one else is willing. Fortunately, Roxam shrugs and raises his hand with a confident expression. 《 ROXAM: Sure, why not? 》 《 MISH: Cool, cool ... Uhh, okay it looks like we also need a drop of blood from the vessel, sooo, be ready for that. 》 He suddenly doesn't look too thrilled and retreats back into the corner of the couch he had been lounging on earlier. Nova frowns from his place on the rug, clearly anticipating whatever's to come. You wonder if he drank at all. It probably wasn't a good idea to serve alcohol. 《 NOVA: Oh, come on. I'm sure it'll be fine. Just a prick on the finger. 》 《 YOU: Hey, hey. How about we don't force people to do what they're uncomfortable with. Roxam, do you want to be the vessel or not? Hurry it up, I want you guys ouuuut of my house. 》 《 ROXAM: Um ... Sure, but no drawing blood, please. 》 With that settled, you stand up and start looking around the house for the things you'll need. Not willing to risk something happening to your more precious jewelry, you come back with a My Little Pony ring that belongs to your little sister along with everything else on the list. The candles are lit and lights are turned off. Everyone gathers close around the table, talking among themselves before Mish chimes in again, clearing her throat and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. 《 MISH: Okay. Roxam. On the piece of paper you are going to write '2spooky4me' three times. Then, I'll read the spell and you're going to burn the paper as soon as I'm done. 》 You all exchange questioning looks and Roxam nods slowly. This was ridiculous. The ring was placed around the middle candle. At the end of the ritual, Roxam was supposed to put it on and be granted his ~ powers ~. Yeah right. 《 YOU: Ready? Let's get this over with, I'm tired ... 》 《 MISH: Wiggly, woggly - err - waggly goo, Spirit of Desire, I'm channelin' you. Please grant me the power that I really need, And for this great power, I'll certainly bleed ... 》 Nova shoots Roxam a condescending look. 《 MISH: Give me this power, if you find it fair, to manifest objects straight out of thin air. 》 Roxam touches a corner of the piece of paper to the flame of the center candle. It catches fire and vanishes quickly, leaving but a thin wisp of smoke. You hope it doesn't set off the fire alarm because that would be a bunch of bullshit. Satisfied with the spell's completion, Mish removes the My Little Pony ring and hands it to Roxam who slips it on. Nothing seems to happen. ［］《 YOU: Welp, that's it. PARTY'S OVER EVERYONE GO HOME. 》 ［］《 FEARLESS: Did it work? Try to manifest something, Roxam! 》 ［］《 SYNK: The spell won't be complete until Roxam bleeds ... ... ... 》
Thank you, big bro!! <3 ;___;
You all gather around the coffee table, pushing back the furniture to sit more comfortably on the rug. Mish places the old, dusty book down and kneels in front of it, flipping through the first couple of pages with curious eyes. 《 MISH: Hmm ... Which spell, which spell ... ♪ 》 You smile to yourself, wondering if she really believes in all of this weird magic crap. It was kind of cute to see how interested she seemed. Once upon a time you believed in such things, too, but you quickly grew out of it. Gazing around the table you notice a handful of different reactions to the situation. Janime, Nova and Psychedelic seem most engaged whereas the rest of of your remaining guests look half-asleep or are occupied with something else [ like Saxima and her iPhone and TwilightBlader with the bowl of maple cookies you brought him earlier. ] 《 YOU: We're only going to do ONE, alright? After that it's time for you guys to get the heck out of my house. 》 You give Mish a stern look before leaning back against the bottom of your mother's maroon colored loveseat. 《 MISH: Alright, alright ... I found a few interesting ones! Which one should we do? 》 She waves you over and you lean forward, scanning over the spells. ［］Truth Spell - Your party will be forced to be completely honest with each other for the next two hours. ［］Summoning Spell - Your party will be visited by an important spirit! ［］*Clairvoyant Spell - One party member will gain the ability to see into the future for two hours! ［］*Manifesting Spell - One party member will gain the ability to manifest simple objects out of thin air for two hours! *Note: The party member will be randomly generated.
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Yesss! It shall be done. (・｀ω´・)
Aw, thanks little bro. I appreciate it. I'll do my best. * u * <3
【 GAME ENDS BY 10/31. PRIVATE MESSAGE ME WITH QUESTIONS! || NOTE: If you are apart of this game because you posted here but aren't interested in playing, you will eventually be killed off and replaced with someone who is. That's not a threat, I would just like to give some KHV members who are active in the game more of a chance to be involved. Here is the game from last year.】 S T O R Y Halloween was a lot more fun than you expected. It took a lot of convincing, but you're glad you decided to exploit your parents' sudden business trip and throw the house party after all. Loud music, alcoholic beverages you maybe shouldn't have been partaking in, a bonfire in the backyard and a plethora of weird party games you've never even heard of until tonight. By now, the party has dwindled and only a handful of you remain. As you laze around the living room drifting in and out of sleep and considering telling everyone else to go home, a totally drunk Mish decides to leave this Halloween off with a bang! She disappears and later descends down the spiral staircase carrying the giant, dusty spell book from the attic you told them about earlier. If you remember correctly, it belonged to your Great Grandmother. It's obviously a load of crap, but what's the harm in chanting some good luck spells or whatever and telling them to gtfo? C O M M A N D S S A V E - Saves the game. You have one save slot. Data will be overwritten. L O A D - Loads the game from the last save. Only available after a bad end. H P - Tells you your current amount of Health Points. I N V E N T O R Y - Checks your backpack. S E A R C H - Allows you to search rooms and some objects. H E L P - Use the help command to have something explained to you. [ e.g: HELP - How do you use commands? ] T E A M 【 CLICK ICONS FOR PROFILES ! 】 xxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxx C H O O S ExxY O U RxxC H A R A C T E R ! 【 CLICK ICONS FOR PERSONALITIES ! 】 xxxxxx ［］01 ［］02 ［］03 ［］04
【 GAME ENDS BY 10/31. PRIVATE MESSAGE ME WITH QUESTIONS! 】 S T O R Y Halloween was a lot more fun than you expected. It took a lot of convincing, but you're glad you decided to exploit your parents' sudden business trip and throw the house party after all. Loud music, alcoholic beverages you maybe shouldn't have been partaking in, a bonfire in the backyard and a plethora of weird party games you've never even heard of until tonight. By now, the party has dwindled and only a handful of you remain. As you laze around the living room drifting in and out of sleep and considering telling everyone else to go home, a totally drunk Mish decides to leave this Halloween off with a bang! She disappears and later descends down the spiral staircase carrying the giant, dusty spell book from the attic you told them about earlier. If you remember correctly, it belonged to your Great Grandmother. It's obviously a load of crap, but what's the harm in chanting some good luck spells or whatever and telling them to gtfo? C O M M A N D S S A V E - Saves the game. You have one save slot. Data will be overwritten. L O A D - Loads the game from the last save. Only available after a bad end. H P - Tells you your current amount of Health Points. I N V E N T O R Y - Checks your backpack. S E A R C H - Allows you to search rooms and some objects. H E L P - Use the help command to have something explained to you. [ e.g: HELP - How do you use commands? ] T E A M 【 CLICK ICONS FOR PROFILES ! 】 xxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxx C H O O S ExxY O U RxxC H A R A C T E R ! 【 CLICK ICONS FOR PERSONALITIES ! 】 xxxxxx ［］01 ［］02 ［］03 ［］04
ooc: will edit Pierce didn't seem to take it too well, but now wasn't the time to explain the situation with Mary. He sighed and let things play out they way they were, turning off the TV and finding a blanket for them to share on the couch when Pierce fell asleep. He went to bed, too.
♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « WEARING ♠ « ✉ 0 ♠ « OOC: N|A ♠ :♔ Things were going just fine and he was totally immersed in the movie they were watching until Pierce shrieked. ❝Ack ...!❞ His eyebrows furrowed in a scowl and his eyes found Pierce's. She had fallen. They stared at each other for a bit and he tilted his head to the side, wondering what was taking her so long to get up. ... What the shit - why is this turning me on? She was ... Her hand was. Oh. ❝ I -- I um ... um ... Ah ...❞ ❝...❞ ❝Oliver, I - I'm sorry. That was ... a - accident ... I ... sit ... you ... b - beside ... rug!❞ She buried her face in her arms and her hair fell down over her face, curled up in the corner of the couch. Oh no, no, no. Oliver's green eyes rested on her and then darted back towards the TV. With the darkness, there was literally nothing to distract him but the movie. He wrung his hands together and bit down on his bottom lip in thought. ... Pierce had some issues. She really was ridiculously clumsy. She stuttered too much and she was so deeply embedded in her extreme shyness that it almost seemed like no matter what amount of effort he did or did not put into their friendship, there would be no progress. Their conversations were forced, uncomfortable and awkward. She was too concerned with what he -- probably 'everyone' -- thought of her to be easily true to her feelings. Oliver slid closer to her, on the couch. His fingers raked through his reddish blonde strands of hair and he breathed out anxiously. Pierce was also a hard worker. He helped out, but she definitely carried most of the work in the box office. From what he knew and could gather, she had good intentions. She had a good heart. She was also resilient, despite herself. No matter how awkward things got, she kept texting him. They spent time together, no matter how hard it probably was for her. She was trying. She wasn't the greatest -- but she was trying. He wasn't worth all of the effort she was putting herself through. He was selfish and impatient. Not to mention avoidant, especially with the Sophie thing ... Maybe once she figured that out ... ❝Hey,❞ On top of everything, Pierce was also gorgeous ... On top of everything, he really wanted to kiss her. And it was her birthday. She shouldn't feel so terrible on her birthday. His fingers reached out to brush away the fallen strands of hair, his thumb grazing the curve of her right cheek. She was staring up at him in terror. His chest felt tight and his heart was reacting to their closeness in a way he had never felt it react before. He really didn't like how Pierce made him feel things he hadn't ever felt before. Sometimes he couldn't tell if his body was about to give out and die on him or if he was about to be granted incredible powers and transform into a superhuman. The life of an online dater. ❝Look at me.❞ Oliver moved closer and lifted her chin further. Their eyes met and he smiled at the red in her face. So shy! It was forward of him, but he couldn't help himself. Her legs were in the way, so he parted them, and fit himself in between, her back against one of the arms of the couch. Their noses bumped together. He could feel the heat radiating off of her skin and onto his. He wondered if she could hear -- no, feel his heartbeat the way he could feel hers. It took a huge amount of control to keep his breathing from turning into heaves, but he managed somehow. Their lips were almost touching, and just as he was about to crush them together ... ♔ Unpleasant Flashback Without thinking, he had closed the space between them. His hands rested on her shoulders, and his knees occupied the space between her thighs. He could feel her shaky breath on his face, and his fingertips trailed down her arms to grip her hands tightly. Their lips crashed together roughly, and he tasted her mouth on his. Bubblegum peppermint, from an earlier piece of gum, and cherries. They stayed like that, until he felt a whimper vibrate against his tongue and drew back with a husky sigh. It was dim in the living room, but the flashing screen of the silent movie still playing was enough to illuminate the tears on her face. Grace stared up at him, almost in shock. It made him feel instantly crummy and he pulled away to his side of the couch. His tongue ran over his lips absently and he glanced at her again. Her tears had turned into a full blown sobbing session, and he desperately wanted to shrink into nothingness. Why was she crying? He was right, wasn't he? Wasn't he ... ? ❝Y-you're terrible.❞ ♔ Present He froze, sitting there between her legs. He didn't want Pierce to hate him ... but ... she wasn't pushing him away. She didn't look terrified. He felt so conflicted! ... No. He wanted this, and if she wanted him gone after then he would leave. But he had let her down before and left her alone when she needed him most. Not tonight. He wasn't running away again. He stroked her cheek gently again, leaned forward and pressed his lips tenderly against hers.
