KISSING BOOTH!

[Quincunx]

eeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

 

The sugar golem's voice dopplered back up the scale, then dashed past the booth again with Minta an' one of her favorite spectres in pursuit! "Come back sugargolem! You're not one of those icky cootieplane sugargolems are you?" she squeaked, waving around a blob of conjured darkness while trying to line up a shot.

[cryptomancer]

A Raven flies past sipping a can of coke through a straw, with a corndog in the other claw.

 

and wearing shades.... (aviator ones reminicent of 'top gun')

[Mynx]

Suddenly, in a swift movement of a black death robe, a bucketfull of treacle hits the Raven, slamming him into a nearby wall.

Mynx walks up to the bird, peels him off the wall and into a small black box.

She then proceeds to set up a stall, the black box sitting on the table.

It begins to shake as inside a voice is heard

"Oi! Airhole!"

Without looking, Mynx picks up a spare screwdriver and stabs the box. A muffled squawk is heard before the Raven presses his eye to the airhole.

Finally, Mynx finishes the stall and sits there expectantly, occasionally hitting the box as it attempted to backchat.

 

Passerbys stopped to read the sign...

 

THIS BOX SAYS THE TRUTH! 5 GELD!

Edited July 5, 2004 by Mynx

[Mynx]

A bright eyed youth stares at the actions taking on at the stall before stepping up with his money at the ready.

Mynx gave her first customer a dazzling (if feline) toothy grin and took the boy's money

"You wish to know the truth sir? Just ask the box"

 

The boy stands in fron the the box.

"So? Tell me!" he demands.

 

In a clear, deep voice, the box utters two monumental words....

 

"THE TRUTH!"

 

Mynx smiled at her confused customer

"Thank you sir! Please, don't hesitate to come again!"

Edited July 5, 2004 by Mynx

[cryptomancer]

The Raven sits in the black box.... seemingly quite at home with the surroundings.

After a brief attempt at cleaning, looks around his confinement and finds a half flat treacle covered corndog, and a can of coke, with a bent straw.

 

Sitting back in the sticky puddle of treacle forming in the bottom of the box, he relaxes and continues with his snack.

 

"corndogs are good, even with treacle" he announces to the shadows in the box,

 

and braces as the box is hit once more by a quietning backhand from Mynx.

[Mynx]

Mynx grins as her customers continue to pay, hear the truth, contemplate complaining, then leave...

For some strange reason, people just don't like confronting a large death robe wearing feline with a scythe on the back wall and nice pointy teeth...can't imagine why...

Giving the box another thwack in an attempt to spill the coke inside, Mynx looks over to where Salinye and Ayshela are sitting amidst pie remains and money.

 

"How's business?" She called out, grinning in her feline manner.

Edited July 5, 2004 by Mynx

[DeanTheAdequate]

*Dean strolls over, cotton candy in hand. He tosses 5 Geld in his hand and thinks for a moment, eyeballing the booth members critically. He soon tosses his money in the jar and walks past Zool, Ayshela and Salinye. He then kisses the wooden mermaid at the swap-meet tent not but two feet from the both. He stares at the doll, then leaves.*

 

"Yeah, freezing up like that is the most common side effect..." he says as he slowly shook his head. Then downed another shot of gin.

 

 

Edit: Forgot names... DOH!

Edited July 6, 2004 by DeanTheAdequate

[Zariah]

Feeling rather chipper, Zariah decided to stroll over to the commotion from the Kissing booth. She had an idea of how to participate, since she was not yet familiar with all the members of the Pen. Feeling rather guilty, since she had been quite a loner for over a year now, she decided to give money AND a gift to support the guilds. She even decided to apply soon to at least one guild, when she had some free time.

 

Zariah rushed to her room, and opened an icebox from the far corner near her mattress. Inside, she removed a giant tear-drop shaped object that was wrapped in shiny foil. Hurrying back outside, Zariah nearly tripped as she made her way to the Kissing Booth.

 

With one free hand, Zariah pulled 10 geld from her pouch and placed the shiny figure on the table.

 

Salinye, Ayshela, and Zool all glanced over at Zariah, in anticipation for an explanation. Handing over her 10 geld, Zariah began to speak.

 

“Err…well…I don’t want to know any of you THAT way, until I can know you as friends. I DO hope we can be friends, you see, and so I DID want to give you three a kiss. A Hershey Kiss, that is! It’s chocolate, and not hallow! I don’t know if Zool can actually eat it, but I hope you both can….I also thought Ayshela might like the shiny foil? And if not, Rune might like it as a gift….anyways, I wanted to donate, and so now I have!”

 

Smiling with pride, Zariah glanced behind her and saw Crow making her way across another path.

 

“Well, I have to catch up with Crow, hope to see you around the Carnival!”

[Gyrfalcon]

Gyrfalcon laughed softly as he took the button she gave him to Salinye, who was still blushing furiously, though she did have a smile still on her lips. With a helpless chuckle, he pinned the button to his tunic and smirked at Daryl, who was getting his chin rubbed. “Are you going to be done any time soon, fuzzface?”

 

Ayshela smiled as she contemplated the clock off to the side. “Two more minutes of cuddling.” she said, glad that the fox’s time was coming up. He might enjoy having his chin rub, but her arm was getting tired from the constant motion.

 

Daryl thumped his tail happily, his brain floating in a warm pool of fuzzy happiness. When he first became a werefox, he never imagined the sheer joy that could be gained from a good, vigorous chin rub and ear scratch. He sighed and thumped his tail a few more times... “Done!” and the happiness causing sensations were removed. Daryl opened his eyes and blinked a few times, then sighed a foxy sigh and rose to give Ayshela a lick on the cheek before tossing a last five geld into the container and hopping down to join his half-elven friend. As he passed Salinye, he grinned and yipped “Nice blush!”, of course causing Salinye to blush again. “You be quiet!” she shouted after him in Fox, then blinked at Ayshela, who was staring.

 

“What?” Salinye said defensively, feeling another blush creep up her cheeks.

 

“Not a thing... but where’d you learn to talk like a fox?” Ayshela replied.

 

“It was all his fault!”

 

“Daryl’s?”

 

“Who else would be at fault?”

 

“Well, maybe you learned from Gyrfalcon... between other things.” Ayshela grinned broadly as she teased her friend.

 

Salinye flushed again. “Shoosh!”

 

Daryl chuckled to himself as he trotted beside Gyrfalcon, his sensitive hearing picking up the conversation behind them. “What’s made you so amused, Daryl?” Gyrfalcon asked curiously. Daryl shook his head, then yerfed and pointed at the sign ahead. Gyrfalcon squinted, then grinned.

 

“A dunk tank... featuring our favorite Almost Dragon... hm... this could have possibilities.”

 

Daryl just grinned, already digging for his money pouch.

[Gryphon]

A small black dot that has been circling far above the kissing booth watching the goings on begins to rapidly get larger as Gryphon goes into a steep dive out of the air...

 

At the last moment his wings snap open with a sharp crack and a massive downdraft of air as his sudden descent is stopped and he gently lands in front of the booth in a posed landing.

 

Looking around to see who witnessed his wonderful landing he notices the booth is slightly the worse for wear from the winds created by his wings and the booth occupants are all staring at him with their hair all over the place.

 

Looks very embarrassed, ah sorry... here let me help fix that... Gryphon casts some minor repair cantrips to set the stall to rights while the ladies straighten themselves up, then still feeling bashful at the near distruction he caused Gryphon walks over to look at the nearby booths browsing where he can continue to watch the activity at the kissing booth a while longer.

[cryptomancer]

The Raven presses his eye to the air hole in the box, watching the roof of the booth that houses his box. he hears the comotion at the kissing booth , and dicides to leave them to it. pecking a hole in the corner of the box, (enjoying the taste of treacle and cardboard) he slowly fades to a black shadow in the middle and drifts out of the opening he created. As small trail of black slithered to the edge of the booth and over the edge to the ground, a small note appears on the box....

In the beautiful crafted script of a raven tapdancing on a scree slope, it simply read, 'out to lunch'.

 

On the floor a puddle if shade dissapated. Moments later a Raven flies past with a corndog, and a can of coke. Disappearing towards the dunk tank.

[Xaious, Master of Time]

After all the little time he spent in the kissing booth, Xaious had an idea, which was made manifest a few seconds later when he watched himself set up his All-The-Time Accurate Fortunes booth, right across from where he now stood.

And, currently wondering about why he was getting no attention, Xaious re-fixed the sign, chagning it to say:

 

 

Kissing Booth! Kiss Zool (or Ayshela) (or Salinye) for 5 geld!

(Pies-in-the-face are 10 geld! Bring your own pie!)

Kiss Xaious for 1 Geld!!

 

 

And now for the weight...

[Mynx]

Watching Raven fly off, Mynx sighs softly.

"There goes the business...oh well..."

Pocketing her cash, she picks up her scythe and goes to visit the kissing booth.

Seeing thet Salinye and the others are busy with customers, she decides to wait before chatting to them.

Conjuring up a stool, she sits down and begins to sharpen her scythe.

Edited July 6, 2004 by Mynx

[Ayshela]

Ayshela looked around after helping Salinye set up the booth, thinking what fun this should be! She'd seen the kissing booths at carnivals before, but never had anything to do with this. Looking around again, she thought what a wealth of new experiences she'd had here at the Pen... this would be one of many, albeit perhaps one of the more memorable.

 

She smiled as Lady Celes came up to chat, and tried to talk her into kissing Zool, but to no avail. Ah well, there was time yet, right?

 

While Ayshela and Lady Celes were talking, Peredhil came up and looked at the sign, then looked at Ayshela. With a gallant bow he handed over his fee and leaned over to leave a butterfly kiss on the nose of a stunned Ayshela. She recovered in time to hear Lady Celes say something about the sign and permission, and gave Peredhil a brilliant smile before turning a confused and suspicioius look on Salinye.

 

Yuki Kokoro appeared a bare moment later, before Ayshela had time to ask what in the name of the Goddess was going on? Handing over double fees, she kissed Zool - and then Ayshela, before leaving with a bright smile and cheery wave.

 

Ayshela turned toward Salinye to demand an explanation, only barely noticing Yui wandering by to smile and wave at Zool as Sal protested her innocence and offered handwriting comparisons to prove she'd had nothing to do with it.

 

The discussion was suddenly interrupted by the appearance of - a floating.. pie? How strange! The pie suddenly darts forward and lands squarely in Salinye's face. This startling event is followed by the gleeful appearance of a small sugar golem, who drops a ten geld fee on the counter and skips away as Ayshela and a now pie-covered Salinye stare at each other in confusion.

 

Merelas appears with triple fees, kissing Salinye and Ayshela on the forehead, quite gently, and then SPLATS a pie in Zool's face before striding off with a wide smile.

 

Ayshela and Salinye look at each other, realizing they need to see what their sign has been altered to read. They're about to step out in front of the booth when Tanuchan comes leaping over and pounces Salinye, licking all the pie from her face and dropping her entry fee on the counter before running away for a nap.

 

Well! This was certainly turning out to be a day for surprises!

 

Before they can step out front to look at the sign, Gnarlitch appears and smashes a pie in Ayshela's face. She gets her eyes cleared in time to see him backing away from Zool's portrait and leaning in to kiss Sal very emphatically. The three look at each other in shock, then continue cleaning themselves up, or catching their breath, as needed.

 

Xaious appeared next, leaving all three at the booth a little worried. This would likely be either really good, or really bad, and the way things had been going Ayshela wouldn't make any bets on things going well. As he dropped his entry fees on the counter and smashed them all with pies, Ayshela sighed heavily and wished she were anywhere else. As Xaious kissed Sal's hand, Ayshela thought for a moment that perhaps the rest of this wouldn't be quite so bad. He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, murmuring that he was buying her a few seconds free from everyone else, and apologized for his aim. She laughed softly, and said "That's okay. I'll send you the cleaning bill..." then let he go, and looked a little puzzled as he went to stand by Zool. This was just getting more and more odd by the moment!

 

Gyrfalcon and Daryl came through the area next, much to the relief of everyone at the booth. Gyr handed Sal and Ayshela a towel to clean the remnants of pie off their faces and clothes and then cleaned off Zool's portrait. "Goddess bless you, Gyr!" Ayshela stammered, adding her explanations to Sal's. "I signed on to help with the booth! I didn't sign on to staff it, and i certainly never signed on to be assaulted with pies!" She continued to clean her face and sadly smeared clothes while Sal snuggled Daryl and was quite thoroughly monopolized by Gyr for a while. Noting his crossing Sal's name off the sign, she sighed and smiled again. Well, at least Sal was off the hook for the rest of what was quickly turning into a nightmare.

 

Xanthus barreled up to the booth with two roses in his hand, and before Ayshela could properly brace herself she found herself being kissed passionately and at length, and again, as her knees begin to buckle from near suffocation. The other rose and a solid kiss were bestowed on Zool, and Ayshela noticed that as Xanthus disappeared, so did the entry fees. With a scowl, she looked after him, but noticed Jirah on an intercept course so smiled and let her attention wander again.

 

Popku appears and looks over the sign and the booth and then disappears, only to reappear setting up a booth and - t-shirts? How odd! Ayshela stayed with the booth and let Sal deal with that one.

 

Noticing Popku's panic and hurried disappearance, Sal and Ayshela turn to see what's frightened him so. Seeing Wyvern coming their way, both ladies pale slightly. At the words "delicious" and "eat you right up" panic gains headway, and they think quickly and pull Zool's portrait before them. At his request for whipping cream, Ayshela scoops up a pie plate with a generous amount of whipping cream left in it and passes it to Wyvern with a huge sigh of relief.

 

Jirah wandered up a couple of moments later, dropping a pouch of coins on the counter, explaining that he'd remedied Xanthus' "oversight" in neglecting to pay for the kisses he'd so clearly received. Dropping an extra fee beside it, he gently kissed Ayshela on the forehead and left instructions to call him in case of need. Ayshela smiled and began to relax again. She laid her hand on his cheek for a moment and gave heartfelt thanks. It was a relief to know he'd be about.

 

As Jirah vanished into the crowd, a rather distracted and confused raven appeared, cleared his throat, and said "nevermind" before flying off. Ayshela quickly stifled the urge toward laughter and watched the raven fly off - only to see Quoth appear nearby, on a direct course toward Xanthus. Now that was odd! Ayshela watched closely as Quoth approached Xanthus who looked up in time to see Quoth veer away - and deposit a "gift" in Xanthus' eye.

 

Ayshela chuckled a bit but had to turn back to the next booth, as Tzimfemme appeared hastily snatching chocolate creme pies and vanishing with them into a portal. Smiling hugely, Ayshela wriggled happily at seeing the ammunition disappear and sent her thanks after Tzimfemme!

 

Mynx set up a booth nearby, with a raven in a box, guaranteed to speak the truth. An innocent customer comes by - and wanders away in confusion, having indeed heard the raven speak "The Truth". Ayshela giggled softly, and as Mynx called out out "How's business?" she looked around and said "It.. is.. very strange! And you?"

 

Dean wandered by, seeming a little distracted. He paid his entry fee, looked at Sal, at Ayshela, and at Zool, then wandered by the three of them to kiss the wooden mermaid at the swap meet tent. He gazed adoringly at the mermaid, then wandered off again, to the bemusement of those at the kissing booth tent.

 

Bemusement continued as Zariah rushed up, stammering an explanation of her donation and the gift she had. Carefully unwrapping it, Ayshela and Salinye grew wide-eyed. Chocolate!!! Hiding it carefully so Tzimfemme wouldn't find it, they determined to save that for a treat, once they'd survived their experiences in the booth.. and Kaitlyn would be certain to enjoy the shiny wrapper! Hugging Zariah in thanks for the gift, they looked for a secure hiding place for their chocolate.

[The Death of Rats]

Only Mynx, Ayshela, Salinye, and Zool see a tiny form, not much taller thna Ayshela's ankle amble across the lawn. Only Zool seems unaffected by the strange visitor of bony white muzzle full of teet, hooded black robe, and very small scythe.

 

It stops abruptly by Mynx's feet, and gives him/her/it/my/mine/me/we.ours.usyouyoryourrrs *ahem* Mynx a long look with weirdly glowing eye sockets.

 

Mynx watches with some interest that suddnely shifts away from bengin as the small visitor positions itself with great care and effort, and lifts its leg over her foot.

Lacking any natural euipment than pelvic bones, however, it really only goes through the motions of piddling on her foot.

 

Apparently satisfied. it wanders over to the Kissing Booth sign Xaious was about to set up five minutes ago, and leans itself casually against the post, watching the crowd goinbg by, nonchjalantly ganwing the post every so tfen.

 

Every time soemeone bearing a pie passes, its' eyesockets falre strangley, but when the pie-carriers conitnue on, they settle back down to a dull blue glow.

 

It seems to pay no attention to anything else.

[Mynx]

Holding out her paw, Mynx summons the Death of Rats to her being and, holding it by the scruff of its' robes, stares at it evenly, her own eyes flaring.

"Do that again, and I will turn you into a box of toothpicks"

Having said her piece, she flicks her paw and sends the Death of Rats flying off in the direction of the Dunk Tank, before returning to her sharpening.

 

 

OOC: No offence meant DoR!

[The Death of Rats]

Moments later, on the back of an aggrieved looking raven that seems to be muttering to itself about misisng those lovely corndog things even though they don't taste much like dog, The Grim Squeaker Returns.

 

This time, Mynx does not see him.

 

Thus, she remains contentedly engrossed in scythe sharpening as it makes its way up across the grass behind her, and begins ganwing the leg of her stool *almost* all the way through. After thirty miuntes of steady chewing, its task complete, it stands back to admire its handiwork.,

 

Considering things for a moment, it scales the back of her robe, and chews a nice, large smiley face into the cloth- right across the rear portion of her nether regions. Hopping back down, it admires it work once more. Satsified, it walks back over to its post at the now *present* signpost.

 

SQUEAK, it intones to Zool.

[Mynx]

With a sigh that indicates she has too much on her mind to be discreat, Mynx waves her paw, repairing the stool and her cloak.

 

Out of nowhere, a cage lands on the Death of Rats, trapping it in place.

 

A quiet murmer is heard from Mynx

"Silly creature, tricks are for cats"

[The Death of Rats]

Random passerby #242 passes by just then (ironic, eh?), and notices, the Grim Squeaker's plight. Eyes going wide with wonder, he stoops down as low as he may., and coos as mauseatingly as any new parent:

 

"OOHHHHH, WOOKIT THE KKKEEEEWT WIDDLE AVATAW OF DEAAAAATH! ISN'T EE PWECIOUIS? YES HE IS! AWWEN'T YOU PWECIOUS! AWWWWW! DOES PWECIOUS WANT TO GO OUT AND PWAY? YES EE DOES!! YESYESYES!" and so, inanely voicinbg and perhaps unwisley deciding, lifts the cvage off the Grim SQueaker.

 

The Death of Rats, grinning as widely as ever ever, still somehow manages to look smug as it glances over at Mynx.

 

"WEW, I GOTTA GO WIDDLE MAN! PWAY NICE NOW!" With that, Random passerby #242 strolls along his merry way, failing to notice the Grim Squeaker trotting quickly after him.

 

Momnet slater, breifly after the two have turned a corner, the enire carnival heras a bloodcurdling "AIAIIAIAIAIIAIAAGHHHHHLLLLLLGGRBBBbppllll...", followed by silnece.

 

Five muntes later, the Death of Rtas wanders back ove rto the Kissing Booth sign post and leans against it (after a quick nibble).

[cryptomancer]

A treacle stained raven with a can of coke lands next to the Death of Rats, and looks quizzically at the grinning anthropomorphic personification.

 

"meet the mynx did you, nice girl, nice temper too, and very good with treacle."

 

The raven takes flight to find a safe pearch.

Edited July 6, 2004 by cryptomancer

[Mynx]

Mynx taps the blade of her scythe in an agiated manner, looking pissed off.

Holding out both paws, she summons Death of Rats and the Raven to her.

Clasping them both, she storms over to a bucket of treacle, dunks them both in, before shoving them in a black box (metal this time).

Grumbling, she sets the box up where she can watch it and, regaining her compsure, fixes her chair and picks up her scythe once again.

Edited July 6, 2004 by Mynx

[cryptomancer]

Raven looks at the Death of Rats, "sorry, my bad."

"we get out now or wait till she calms down?"

"SQUEAK"

"now it is then, hold tight and prepare to run, i hold the Mynx back"

"SQUEAK"

 

Death of Rats moves over to give the Raven room. A shadow grows from the wings of the black bird, touching the sides and denting them before pushing the torn metal to the side. The shadow contiues to grow untill it stands 15 foot tall wings half spread and staring calmly at Mynx with glowing blue eyes.

 

"Dont mess with the Ego sweetness." a clear, deep voice says, "you should know better than that."

Edited July 6, 2004 by cryptomancer

[Ayshela]

OOC: while i myself tend to be the Queen of Topic Drift, may i humbly and without offense suggest that you lovely people set up your own booth for merry mayhem?

[Mynx]

Mynx's eyes gleam evilly.

"Oh, You're right. I DO know better...and I know how to teach you a lesson"

Altering her form to look like a beautiful woman, in a bikini, posing with weaponry, Mynx grabs the Shadow and kisses him, once on each cheek.

Becoming feline once again, she sits back to watch, amused, as something on the Shadow's left hand begins to glow white hot...

[Mynx]

OOC:

 

Terribly sorry...Just got caught up in the fun I suppose...

 

IC:

 

Mynx settles down once more next to the Kissing Booth, smiling and waving to Salinye when she manages to catch her eye

Edited July 6, 2004 by Mynx