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 Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 4:00 pm
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The halls of the Demon dorm were completely silent.
Except for the distant sound of something that was a bit like yipping without actually being yipping, punctuated by what was likely a whistle.
And then the floor started to shake.
And then a group of grumpkins in every shade conceivable whipped past the common room, followed shortly after by a dark Cwn Annwn named Van who had met Tavi once, once a long time ago.
He was the source of the whistling, which became apparent as he chased down the source of the yipping and tried to herd the grumpkin horde. He had his arms out like he was trying to catch chickens. "Heeeere babies! Come back to me! I love you I won't nibble any more, come back to the room so we can sort you out again!" Interspersed with mad laughter and whooping and some whistling as if they were trained.
They very obviously were not. "Oh jack! HEY, hey you! I remember your face! You might wanna, uh, move! I mean-- OH NOT THAT THAT'S FRAGILE," Van started to yell, diving to catch a bookshelf with his shoulder and shove it back into position, yelping and breathing heavily. "Hi," he said, waving a hand and smiling at Tavi. "I'm playing fetch."
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2014 8:11 am
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Shaking, whistling, yips? Tails twitched curiously as did his ears, Tavi sprawled stretching over the back of the commons couch to look upside down at the door. Watching as a herd of grumpkin's raced by followed by a very familiar face. Tavi was good with faces, but names even more, so when the other boil referred to him as 'you' he pouted dramatically and flipped from the back of the sofa to a standing position.
Now a few inches taller than when they last met, and sporting an additional tail he eyed the other as Van saved a bookshelf. Laughing abruptly for the answer, on a lean back a thumb pressed into his chest and he smirked, " Imma help! Bet'cha I can get them faster, Van!" Chuckling wildly, he went after the end of the herd as the minis started their rampage again. Shoving a hand into the back of his pocket he pulled out a brown circular biscuit. It wasn't anything special just a treat he was working on for the mini pet club, but it would at least hopefully attract the herd if they were anything like what he remembered their master to be.
A bottomless pit.
On a glance back to the Cwn Annwn he broke the biscuit in half and tossed a piece to Van, "catch boy!" So he was teasing him, the other deserved it for forgetting him.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2014 9:16 pm
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Maybe the few inches of height and the extra tail were throwing Van off, but more likely he was just very busy chasing his grumpkins. He really loved grumpkins, but wow he didn't bargain for the infestation that occurred when he took a couple of them home. They'd been lying around in cardboard boxes marked FREE and now he suspected he knew why.
"There's no way I run slower!" Van protested, indignant. Except then Van saw what Tavi's strategy was: a biscuit?! "Ohhh! That's way smarter," he said, beaming and clapping as he managed to loop down and attach a tiny leash to the collars on each of the grumpkins, who had descended upon the single biscuit as a swarm. Once the biscuit had been eaten by the first grumpkin, the others were too stupid to realize it, and had been preoccupied sniffing and licking the floor like a biscuit was camouflaged for survival. Now he had a sort of horde, but at least they were all tied to something.
Hopefully they didn't start to run again.
Van selected one out of the horde, somehow, and unclipped it, trotting to Tavi and thrusting the leash at him. "For you, Tavinator!" Van said, beaming. Best. Gift. Ever.
It was a little grumpkin infected, with glowing eyes and radioactive looking swirls. It looked sleepy.
The horde stared at Tavi, as if waiting to see if he accepted it. |
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2014 12:05 pm
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Van wrinkled his face, sticking his purple tongue out. "I don't think that has anything to do with how fast I run, though!" he said, eventually, misunderstanding Tavi's rebuttal as an argument that he was both smarter and faster than Van, and Van thought that was wildly inaccurate.
"Wryding??" Van asked, lashing his tail back and forth, super confused, pronouncing it like riding. "Whoah! Whoah! Your tails just sparked, dude are you hazardous?! I mean not that I'm scared of you but like I don't want to die you know??" Van rubbed the back of his neck, leashes still in his hand, which pulled several grumpkins off their feet and one dangled a few inches off the ground, padding its little feet in the air, until the others leaped up and pulled it back to the ground, tugging Van's hand down. "Hey, little dudes! Chill out!"
Then, as if suddenly remembering Tavi had asked him something, he went: "Oh, yeah! I had to get transferred in, fiiinally the paperwork went through! Feels like forever! Let's do something, what do you wanna do??" Van could talk a mile a minute.
And loudly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 1:06 pm
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Van stuck out his tongue, again, but didn't look particularly bothered by Tavi. He wasn't much to look at right now, sure, and he could seem a little dumb, sure, but one day... one day, he'd be all that he wanted to be. It was just going to take some growing up.
Which was why he was here, after all. Van smiled at him, not really getting any possible subtexts anyway. "Why would I want you to be dangerous to me?" he asked, his glowing eyes blinking, as he smiled harmlessly and flicked his tail back and forth lazily. Seemed like he had a habit of taking things at face value.
Van whipped his tail out at Tavi's a**, as if a friendly high-five. It was a bad habit he'd picked up, almost definitely. "Fine, though if they eat all my stuff it's not my fault!" he said, heartbroken by the prospect. He had so many cute fake stuffed minis! ... on second thought, probably shouldn't let Tavi see inside his room.
"Oooh, I shouldn't get in trouble, though. I just transferred, and I don't want detention! Or worse!" Van said, clearly worried. "Maybe we can have trouble-free fun," he suggested, beaming.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 10:58 pm
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Van blinked slowly, still smiling, like his brain hadn't caught up to his surroundings. "But... getting in trouble is fun, then?" he asked. Mental math. Van was bad at it.
After a very long pause, and a very big smile, Van added: "Everything could go wrong, you're a walking disaster." Van tried to look innocent. He also semi-casually took a step away from Tavi, fearing retribution.
Van wondered, suddenly, if Tavi was ticklish. No reason.
"Fine! An hour! But... can't I bring even one??" Van asked. As if he was going Awwwh, mom, but can't I keep it?!
Sooner than later, Tavi was off, and Van was running too. He did love to run.
And he only had one grumpkin hidden inside his jacket when he returned. He'd always had a tiny hunchback lump. Right? Totally. And it only moved if you were like really looking at it! Sort of. And when you weren't, but then you couldn't tell 'cause you weren't looking.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 11:31 am
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Van was really not going to listen to a word Tavi was saying, it was true. He needed his grumpkins with him! "YEAH," he yelled in reply, howling happily as he dashed forward. It was very hard not to return to his puppy form.
"I've been to the maul a loooot, but it's been a while! And almost every time I was there something was trying to kill me so let's go back there!?" Van suggested, brimming with energy.
He was stepping back and forth in place. It was like he had to pee, but really he just wanted to run.
"Heyyyy Tavi... if we raced, do you think you'd win!? Electric rat thing," he mused, his tail whipping back and forth. His eyes glowed like coals. |
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 12:47 pm
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Face your demons rolled 1 100-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-100)
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 100-sided dice:
61
Total: 61 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 1:05 pm
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A roll of eyes was all that was given to the battle cry, well that and when he looked over his shoulder to see the natural form chasing after him a smirk. Two could play at that game and he didn't have a stupid grumpkin weighting him down, not that he didn't like them, just the one with Van happened to be stupid by default!
Pulling his pin off he shrank down to natural form, a wide eyed small and very agile three tailed fox. Weaving and darting through the legs of various creeple as he sprinted off towards the maul. With laid back ears he yipped loudly to taunt Van behind him, jumping up over the back of a bent monster and using force of a startled stand for another jump to gain air.
Half way through landing he turned back, two legs hitting the ground on a thump. Spinning with a large smile he bent and held out his hands teasing on a cheeky and worn out grin, "here puppy! HAHAH!" Though in his boasting he knew that if the maul had been further, well, he'd of been screwed likely that and if the other hadn't been holding a mini. But Van didn't need to know that, all he needed to know was that Tavi won of course!
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