Choco Vixen
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Post by Choco Vixen on Jul 16, 2018 3:47:03 GMT -6
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| Choco's PL: 18,522 |
Choco had been walking around for a good few minutes at least. With no real care for clearing up the rubble from the battle, it was hard to tell if there were any clothing stores. Well there had to be in a city as big as this, it was just hard to really find any. The man just wanted to get out of this long patient's cloth and into something more traditional. As he walked though, a man would run up towards the boy, crazed by the corruptions from Chamil. Choco would simply grab him and flip him over, tossing him down to the ground.
"Come on, there has to be some place around here. Even maybe just some abandoned plain shirt and jeans will do." He'd always been aware of Chamil following him, but he didn't want to point her out at the moment, not until his journey was complete. So as he turned the corner, you could imagine his eyes lit up when he found a flea market, quickly rushing in to the building with some broken windows. As he entered, the building was dark, and no one seemed to be around besides a cashier who was sleep on the job.
Ignoring that, he'd quickly start searching through building for some half decent clothing, acting as if his goat cousin wasn't even there. "Come on, come on, gotta be something I can wear..." He pulled a skirt off a counter, "No that won't work." He then went to some khaki shorts, "And those just aren't my size." Today, Choco's main priority was fashion...or at least some clothing to cover himself with.
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Post by Chamil on Jul 25, 2018 21:13:23 GMT -6
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"Really?" A familiar tone rang above Choco, Chamil laxly hanging upside-down in the air, eyes deadpan with a slight smirk on her face. "Come on, my city has better clothes standards than this." The demon chimed, swooping down and attempting to wrap her tail around Choco's wrist, and likely tugging her cousin in tow for a split second as the two rounded a nearby corner, revealing a rather bright sight to behold.
Satan City's mall had been revamped with the new ownership and name- black buildings with neon features prodded from the street, flashy clothes of all varieties displayed in the broken windows. Muffled drumbeats and guitar riffs could be heard from afar with metal screams from the local band, singing aggressively and preaching the ways of evil, though their words were inaudible from the current vantage point Chamil and her cousin sported. Still, in spite of the grim aroma most of the city seemed to have, this area seemed oddly peaceful, and quiet- in terms of evil activity, at least. Chamil had quelled her influence somewhat on most of the folks here, if only to allow a more bearable meeting with her armless cousin.
"We're going to have to work around our arm problem, but ol' Maple's taught me a lot about style and fashion." Chamil chimed with a smirk and whistle, walking down the street, hopefully with Choco in tow. Dozens of stores, each with their own themes and such popped out. Punk, biker, prep, casual, dress, all was covered for every occasion, even though most of the clothes on the windows were marked with a "NOT FOR SALE" or "TEMPORARY" sign... Pausing as the two likely were in the center now, Chamil would glance about and fold her arms. "So, go ahead, pick your poison."
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Post by Choco Vixen on Jul 25, 2018 21:43:49 GMT -6
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Choco would continue to throw around the clothes until Chamil stopped him. He groaned a bit, looking just a little annoyed that she was stopping him...that was until she actually showed him what she was bringing him to. All these stores, the lights, the music, the not as bad violence as usual. Choco was a bit surprised actually, looking towards Chamil as they walked. "Well, when you took over, I didn't expect a shopping area this professional, much less intact." Apparently, his cousin had gotten this fashion sense from Maple. This caused him to chuckle, the idea of learning about fashion from a group of people looking for chaos was a bit strange.
Finally, when they stopped, it was time for his choice. Choco usually wouldn't be too concerned about what clothes he picked, but these would be the only pair he had for a while, so he had to give it a little thought. He gave a bit of "hmm" as he was thinking, before finally looking towards the goat. "Alright, I think I'll take my chances over there." He pointed a finger at the place labeled "dress", it was time to see if Maple being the one who taught her fashion was in his favor.
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Post by Chamil on Jul 30, 2018 16:23:31 GMT -6
BASE PL: 40,000
Chamil tapped her toe, eyeing the dress shop. Not her personal pick, but it was something. "Works for me." The goat chimed, strolling into the store, still with Choco in tow... And boy, was the shop something. Clothes dangled from the ceiling, on racks and walls, mannequins had mustaches doodled on, but everything still had a strange neatness to it despite the cramped space. There was a candy rack beside the checkout, and only some of the snacks were discreetly poisoned now- though there was a large box of sugary supplies in the corner labeled "IN CASE OF EMERGENCY MUMBO."
Chamil glanced about, turning up her nose at the dozens of fancy and tight clothes- how was anyone supposed to fight in these things without ripping them?! Or maybe that was the point... She was still getting used to the reversed mentalities everyone had in this town of perpetual opposite day. She pulled out a strange black trench coat with fake gold emblazoned on, batteries in it's pocket lighting up some electric pink lines on the side. Tempting, but... "Nah, too bulky." Chamil concluded, tossing the gear astray, likely right over or onto her waiting cousin's face. Several tuxedos were tossed away as well by the picky goat as she sat on the ground, tail lashing in frustration. Did these people have anything equally comfortable and stylish?! She was going to file a complaint for sure.
And then, lying right under the racks, she struck gold. Chamil picked up a small shirt, turning it around. Sure, it smelled a little worse for wear from apparent neglect ion, but... It was the best she'd get in this place. "I GOT SOMETHING!" Chamil's tone, oddly cheery for once, rang from around a corner. She did stagger when her horns bumped into the top of a door on her way to Choco, but ducked under with a grumble and demonic hiss.
"Literally everything here seemed too tight or too plain, but I got something to suffice."
Perfect in her eyes, at least. At first glance Chamil's choice of shirt to looked like one of the apparent millions of tuxedos the sore they were in were filled of, but... The design was plastered onto an ordinary tee shirt. In Chamil's odd fashion taste, it seemed to capture some semblance of style, but maintain comfort! Sure, she couldn't get Choco a Stargoon-level of style just yet- he had to prove himself once Chamil's plan furthered along, yet this would do for now.
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Post by Choco Vixen on Jul 30, 2018 17:15:57 GMT -6
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Choco was actually even more impressed than before, actually letting out a small "wow". He couldn't believe how clean this place was, at least compared to the rest of the city, about just as impressive as this district its self. As they entered, Choco was left to wait as Chamil went to pick something for him. He looked around a bit, not sure what to do, his eyes caught some of the candy and he slowly picked up a small jaw breaker. He consumed it, only to find pain in his stomach, it wasn't strong enough to kill him but he was gonna have a rough time on the john later.
He couldn't focus on that though, as suddenly some clothing was thrown Choco's way. He took it off the top of his head and held it in his arms to see. It was flashy, and too be honest something Choco kinda liked. If he had a bag he'd sneak off with it after they were done here, but sadly he had nowhere to keep it, so he just placed it on a counter beside him and whispered "One day." It didn't take long though for his cousin to actually find something though. At first he was a little surprised, a suit? A nice looking one at that? But no, his eyes were mistaken, it was just a picture of a suit on a shirt.
He was a little less excited, but as he even told himself, he could use literally any sort of clothing. To be fair, it wasn't completely horrible, he would be fine with wearing it, and so he just gave a little smile and went off with the shirt into a changing room. He'd throw his patient's cloth over the door after going in, and put on the shirt. He had it admit, it was kinda comfy, he might start wearing this often even after he someday gains access to his usual attire. But he had another problem, so he called out to Chamil from behind the door. "Hey uh, so could you at least get me some pants as well? That's not too much to ask right? I'd only sleep in what's covering my lower half right now."
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