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 Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 7:45 pm
"There's a good Monster, now bring it back! Bring it back!" Was this...actually working? Was it actually possible to distract Monster all night and keep him out of trouble with a squeaky hippo? Probably not, but it was working for now...
(I'm surprised more people aren't joining in?)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:04 pm
Minty Andee
"There's a good Monster, now bring it back! Bring it back!" Was this...actually working? Was it actually possible to distract Monster all night and keep him out of trouble with a squeaky hippo? Probably not, but it was working for now...
(I'm surprised more people aren't joining in?)
Bring it back? Heck no, this thing must be DESTROYED. ...Or accidentally swallowed. ...Monster makes a face as a muffled squeaking noise comes from his stomach. Help. (Because they're squares! >o> Jk they're probably busy or not in the mood. I know I'm finicky as heck with roleplaying. *pokes tumblr account* )
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:10 pm
Well. Hindsight is 20/20. Minty should have totally expected that. Oops.
"Did you...eat the hippo? Monster. Toys are friends, not food. Now what are we going to do?" The blonde wondered if she should take him to a doctor or a vet?
(Worst at tumblr roleplaying. I've got two accounts for it and do nothing)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:19 pm
Minty Andee
Well. Hindsight is 20/20. Minty should have totally expected that. Oops.
"Did you...eat the hippo? Monster. Toys are friends, not food. Now what are we going to do?" The blonde wondered if she should take him to a doctor or a vet?
(Worst at tumblr roleplaying. I've got two accounts for it and do nothing)
Well this was annoying, every movement seemd to make the infernal toy squeak within him. So the werehog did what any canine does with an upset stomach... eats grass. WHY DO THEY DO THAT? (We are the best at not roleplaying on tumblr, though~ Winners. Winners I say.)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:33 pm
[quote="Mister Monster Guy"
"Monster! No! Bad...weremonster? You'll get sick!" Minty would have bopped him on the nose...but...well...he might not be a murderous werebeast of death, but he was still a werebeast. A very large werebeast.
(To winners!)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:48 pm
Minty Andee
"Monster! No! Bad...weremonster? You'll get sick!" Minty would have bopped him on the nose...but...well...he might not be a murderous werebeast of death, but he was still a werebeast. A very large werebeast.
(To winners!)
(Curse you broken quote! >:U I almost didn't see this.) Getting sick was kind of the plan as he gagged slightly while still chewing on some grass. That squeaky toy was coming out one way or another...
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 8:53 pm
(Sorry! My bad. I'm crosstiching and rping Dx )
"Oh...oh dear." How much of the fridge had he eaten? There was not telling what was coming up...or how much. Minty took several steps away from the werehog...
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 9:09 pm
Minty Andee
(Sorry! My bad. I'm crosstiching and rping Dx )
"Oh...oh dear." How much of the fridge had he eaten? There was not telling what was coming up...or how much. Minty took several steps away from the werehog...
(It's okay, it wasn't your fault. ...Also how the frick did we get from full moon antics to throwing up?) Aaaand... oh dear the poor lawn, the poor werehog, the poor everything in a two foot radius of the... er, splash zone. At least the accursed squeaky toy is out of his stomach, as well as a partially digested cardboard carton, a half dozen ketchup packets, and a sandwich container labeled 'Arron's sandwich, do not eat. That means you, Monster.'
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 9:13 pm
Mister Monster Guy and a sandwich container labeled 'Arron's sandwich, do not eat. That means you, Monster.' (>.> That is now canon.)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 9:18 pm
(I feel like all of our conversations go off the rails...)
"Oh. Lovely." Minty scrunched up her face and got the hose, "I don't think Arron's gonna want this back. Ever."
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 9:28 pm
(PERFECT.) Minty Andee
(I feel like all of our conversations go off the rails...)
"Oh. Lovely." Minty scrunched up her face and got the hose, "I don't think Arron's gonna want this back. Ever."
(...You have a point, there.) Well THAT sucked, Monster whined and went to curl up after chucking his entire midnight gorging. At least he didn't have the energy to go chasing squirrels after that... though that doesn't mean he won't try, no sirre. Werehogs are stubborn creatures.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 9:41 pm
Minty hosed off the yard, leaving the rinsed-but-still-questionable lunchbox where it was to follow after Monster. Arron could deal with it when he found it, because she was going to deal with it...never. Never seemed like a good time. At least she'd washed off the rest of the partially digested meal, that counted for something? Right?
"Monster? Heeey. How you feeling buddy?" She edged closer, not sure if the gun was still loaded, so to speak, "Your tum-tum doing okay?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 10:12 pm
Minty Andee
Minty hosed off the yard, leaving the rinsed-but-still-questionable lunchbox where it was to follow after Monster. Arron could deal with it when he found it, because she was going to deal with it...never. Never seemed like a good time. At least she'd washed off the rest of the partially digested meal, that counted for something? Right?
"Monster? Heeey. How you feeling buddy?" She edged closer, not sure if the gun was still loaded, so to speak, "Your tum-tum doing okay?"
(That sandwich is going to stay on the lawn forever isn't it.) Monster grumbled as his tummy still churned, but he was done throwing up. He had been watching the edge of the forest surrounding the guild, staring intently at every small movement of the other forest life when Minty came over and drew his attention away. He tried to growl at her warningly, but it mostly came out as sad grumbles. Can he just sleep here on the lawn? He might just sleep here on the lawn.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 11:06 pm
"Aw. Poor Monster." Minty, totally misreading the sad grumbles as 'pet me, I'm sad', sat down next to Monster and rubbed his ears, "Don't worry. It'll hurt for a little while, but it will go away."
(We can plant petunias around it or something, call it sculpture...)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2015 11:16 pm
Minty Andee
"Aw. Poor Monster." Minty, totally misreading the sad grumbles as 'pet me, I'm sad', sat down next to Monster and rubbed his ears, "Don't worry. It'll hurt for a little while, but it will go away."
(We can plant petunias around it or something, call it sculpture...)
Wait, don't come closer, that is the opposite of what he wanted! He growls louder as she sits beside him but then- ...Oh. Ohhhh the ear pets, a Monster's greatest weakness! Well that calms him right down and he lays his head on her lap contentedly. Take notes, folks, this is how you stop a rampaging werehog. (Very avant-garde. People will be impressed.)
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