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Post by Tigress on Nov 26, 2011 15:22:24 GMT -8
((OOC~ Open to everyone and anyone, taking place June 15th in town.))
Bump. Her skin bumped into several bodies, trying to get her way out of the oriental food shop. Not fur like she was used to. Skin. Tigress had decided that walking around as a tigress wasn't going to get her far anywhere. Her hair was down, not up at all. Her hands gripped her food like one couldn't believe as she trudged through town. Was everyday like this?
Tigress didn't really quite care enough to know that or not. All she cared about at that time was getting home in time to eat while her rice and chicken was still warm at the very least. Home. Huh, sure didn't feel like a home. When she felt another thud, she groaned with disgust, nearly tumbling over that time.
Her brown eyes narrowed towards whoever-whatever- she ran into, a snarl of disgust covering up her face. "What is your problem?" she spat, glaring down the victim she had run into by pure accident. A distraction from eating. Good thing she hadn't been a tigress at the time. Things would have gotten extremely ugly then.
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Post by Mami on Nov 26, 2011 16:17:16 GMT -8
The yellow haired girl stared up at the woman with a startled gasp. "I'm sorry..i didn't mean to." she said, picking up the stuff she had dropped. Luckily today was her day off from Gothel, the light witch had wanted to go to the library to get a few books. She normally wasn't this skittish but then again the blond girl wasn't a people person.
"I was busy looking at all the different sights i didn't see you."
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Post by Tigress on Nov 26, 2011 17:41:33 GMT -8
A blonde girl. Just a teen. This caused Tigress to lighten up a bit, the tension in her body language easing up. Tigress couldn't hurt someone under the age of eighteen. "Can't really see too many sights from where we're at." Tigress said, her sudden aggressive attitude fading silghtly. But Tigress wasn't one to take sights other then a cell for granted. There were few people in this town that stopped and enjoyed the sights, the sounds, the life around. Tigress had spent her years training and enjoying the little things sometimes. This made her feel a tidbit guilty, figuring that she should probably be watching where she was going herself. Just a tidbit guilty, but enough to make an offer.
"Where are you going anyways? With all that, I can lighten the load." Tigress stared at all the items that Mami had in her hand that she had dropped. It'd make up for being on the brink of yelling at the poor kid anyways. "Prevent another spill like what just happened."
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Post by heatblast96 on Nov 26, 2011 17:50:14 GMT -8
Ebony hair fell forward as a man stepped out of an alley. His muscles were barely fitting the tee-shirt he wore. His thin goattee distracted eyes from the fact of his eyes. They were blood red. Of course, this was just a disguise, one used by the demon named Dan Phantom, a former ghost that was a alternate timeline version of the legendary Danny Phantom.
He sniffed in the aroma of oriental food. Perfect. He grinned, showing sharper canines than most had, and walked forward. He was hungry. In his haste, he didn't notice the woman talking with a teen. He shouldered her and scowled. "Watch where you're going!"
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Post by Mami on Nov 26, 2011 18:13:49 GMT -8
Mami was grateful for the help. "I was actually just heading to the library." she replied. "I love to read so i try to go whenever i have the free time." she said. As for the offer, she was about to say no but the newcomer caused her to close her mouth and back up a few feet.
She could sense something different about him
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Post by Tigress on Nov 26, 2011 18:34:25 GMT -8
About to say something else to Mami, the topic slipped Tigress' mind as the aggressive temper came back, glaring at Dan Phantom as he shouldered her. That... must have been what she had done to the blonde without realizing it. "Why don't you?" she spat bitterly. "Ignorant, disgraceful-" Tigress cut herself off, restraining herself from lowering herself to his level of attitude. She breathed a deep, heavy sigh.
"Library. Wish you good luck on your way there. Once you get there, it should be much better. Much less bumping, much less volume, much less annoyance." As she said this, she glared at the demon man. She hadn't looked into his eyes, but at all his other features. Odd clothing, odd other facial features, and of course, his hair had concerned Tigress a bit. Her grip on her food tightened even further, causing her to turn away to Mami so she wouldn't break the container in her anger.
"Good luck that is, if you don't want me to help with your stuff."
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Post by heatblast96 on Nov 26, 2011 18:42:17 GMT -8
Dan had kept walking when he felt eyes on him. He froze and slowly turned. He stared at the woman he bumped into. He knew what she was thinking. His red eyes flashed briefly. Demon magic, had to love it. The next time she took a step, she would take a little tumble over her own shoe.
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Post by Pinkamena Diane Pie on Nov 26, 2011 18:50:44 GMT -8
And there she was, the pink earth pony, but something was....different about her. She was not the same as before. Her mane and tail were straight and smoothe, instead of its usual puffiness. She did not bounce and bound around as usual, instead, she just paced around slowly and casually.
The pony took a single glance at those that were present and just snorted, not really caring for what they were. In the end, to her, they were all the same as her eye let off a visible twitch. All the same, which she believed she would end up having fun with.
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Post by Mami on Nov 26, 2011 19:07:06 GMT -8
Mami was a bit surprised that she had lost her balance. But she was not comfortable with the newcomer staring at her. Though she didn't fall all the way and caught herself. The golden haired girl picked up the book she had dropped before looking at the pink pony.
Shiviering she did not like this The newcomers were scary, had a dark aura
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Post by heatblast96 on Nov 26, 2011 19:15:04 GMT -8
(Uhh, I was talking about Tigress.)
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Post by Tigress on Nov 26, 2011 19:22:34 GMT -8
With no answer, Tigress decided that it was best to let Mami go. However, taking a step away from the teen, she tripped onto the ground, extremely amazed at how her meal had stayed in tact. The feeling of pain was something she had learned to ignore. As an animal. Not as a human. She felt her face in pain, blinking a bit, doing her best to ignore it. She picked herself up, patting away any dirt from her face.
Had she been in her other form, she wouldn't have really cared. Or tripped probably, for that matter. Balance was perfect for her as a tigress thanks to her large tail. She blinked her brown eyes and noticed a pink pony. One that made her feel... unsettled. She noticed the eyetwitch. She noticed it a lot. A shudder momentarily creeped down her spine, but Tigress ignored it.
Painless. Painless. Go without fear. Put on your poker face. You're not scared of some little horse, now are you? she thought to herself to reassure that she'd be fine.
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Post by Mami on Nov 26, 2011 19:23:45 GMT -8
(ooc: my mistake)
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Post by heatblast96 on Nov 26, 2011 19:31:08 GMT -8
Dan smirked and leaned against a lamp post, his hands finding residence in the jean's pockets. His pale skin suddenly seem a little greener, his ebony hair becoming a shade lighter. His chuckles were loud. Suddenly, he felt a presence, one even darker than his own. Red eyes widened and they caught onto the pink pony.
Fear. For the first time ever since he had been produced from the bonding of two separate ghost halves, he felt fear.
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Post by Pinkamena Diane Pie on Nov 26, 2011 19:50:56 GMT -8
Eyes continued to scan those that were present, yet, Pinkamena did not utter a single word just yet, well, not to them at least. She stopped by a nearby reflection in what seemed to be a pot as her Pinkie side spoke up to her "Please....don't hurt them" she begged.
Pinkamena just snorted back as she replied to her Pinkie side "Hurt them? Why are they your concern? You don't know them, they're not friends of yours. So do me a favour and stay out of things that aren't your concern"
"But...." Pinkie began, only for Pinkamena to just glare back at her "Oh....okay...." Pinkie gulped, feeling fear as well from her Pinkamena side, as Pinkamena turned her attention back to the others.
To those that were present, all they would've seen was Pinkamena talking to herself in the reflection of a pot, yet, still that hint of a split personality present as again, Pinkamena's eye twitched.
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Post by heatblast96 on Nov 27, 2011 12:59:07 GMT -8
The crazy pony was talking to a pot. He rolled his eyes, unbelieving that he had just felt a small prick of fear. He scoffed and snapped his fingers. The pot tipped, spilling its contents, chicken noodle soup, all over the unsuspecting pony. He chuckled and took a seat on a nearby bench. This was fun, messing with people's lives without credit, an unusual method not used by him previously. If you took a closer look, his hair stood up on its own, becoming paler and moving slightly. His skin became even greener. His clothes seemed to change as well. His jeans and tee seem to bond together, his pants to his shoes as well.
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