Topic: Attack of the Pig

Bugszy

Date: 2006-09-19 08:40 EST
Kristia had heard all sorts of rumors floating around since she had returned. The clubhouse had burned down.. or Tara had ripped it down. Amthyst was no longer dead. That Skyler had broken up with Jewel - okay, so that was more fact, since it had come from the Empress herself. Which Kristia hadn't forgotten about.. She didn't have too many friends but the ones she did, she took everything negative that happened to them very personally. That guy was fish food.

Stomping through the woods with the intent to find the clubhouse, the dhampire was extra careful to keep an eye open. Who knows what sort of homemade bombs and magical traps the harpies had set up. And knowing Tara's... creative.. mind, there's be a pile of angry gophers around here somewhere. After several minutes of stuttering about, she came across what looked to be the re-built Clubhouse. With a grin on her face, Kristia bent down and released the creature she'd carried all the way there.

A small, black and white, pottybelly pig. She'd actually looked for guinea pig to let loose and cause havok, but unfortunatly, most farms didn't have the little rodents just laying around, so she settled on the pig. She thought it would be a nice present to bring... either the girls would love it, or Tara would try beating it with a fly swatter. Either way, it was sure to be entertaining.

Placing the squirming animal on the ground, she gave it a whack to it's backend, and the pig squealed and took off. She leaned back on her heels, now it was time to watch.

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2006-09-20 22:01 EST
Jewell was spending the day designing one of the rooms in the new clubhouse. She had gotten those men from town again--the ones that had helped dig the dolphin pool--to do the real work as she directed them as usual. They were turning one room into a model-walk, as she called it. One man was occupied building a catwalk in the middle of the room, another setting up mirrors on the two side walls, a third setting up a little curtain in the back and the fourth clothing racks on the final wall.

Good times were sure to come in this room.

She sat on the window ledge, watching the men work. It was a boring job, but someone had to direct them or things would simply not get done! Fortunately, the squealing of a pig on the grounds below called her attention from her grueling work. She blinked once, then twice as the pig went running by out of her sight.

What to do?

She exited the room with a little wave and "carry on" to the men and stood in the hallway. She took a deep breathe and then shouted out as loudly as possible, "Taaaarrrraaa! One of your ex-husbands is outside to see you!"

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2006-09-21 15:47 EST
Jewell giggled, dashing back into the room the men were working in and peering out the window once more. The pig made another run-by, squealing it's little head off. Hurried steps took her back out into the hallway. She was well aware that Tara had forty-eight husbands although she regularly elaborated on that number to irk her bff, it's just what they did.

"I'm not sure, there's too many to remember!" She shouted back to her, this was much easier than walking the few feet and actually speaking with the Killa face-to-face, "He looks just like the rest of them! Short, tubby, and squealing with excitement about seeing you!"

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2006-09-22 16:02 EST
She practically shrieked with laughter as her BFF went on about the size of her different husbands. Was the Lucairus the one she had met and had been killed by a roving band of something or other? She certainly didn't remember him being "a bit pudgy" and didn't think the Killa lived by the motto "there's just more to hold on to then, baby" anyways.

When Tara appeared she did actually shriek, falling back a bit and holding her chest. "Tara, DON'T DO THAT! Mother of Nature," breathing heavily, "if my heart stops, I die!"

But Tara-kins wasn't paying attention to her ailing health, no she was staring out the window and caused Jewell to do the same with her questions. "An oink oink? Ohhhh...I thought it was one of your ex-husbands stopping by to say hello, my mistake!" She blinked as the pig ran by once more, "Shall I go get the frying pan and the net?"