Benny Boot’s Comments (group member since Jul 07, 2018)

Benny Boot’s comments from the Addermire Institute (Semi-Advanced) group.

Cricket's smile never went away, it would grow to a more natural state or he would make a grin or a smirk. But is hasnt really gone away. When she -proudly refused his drink, he shrug and took a sip out of it himself. It really was his own brand of booze, no magic required. "Fair enough. Ya know, I am liking you already. You got something in you that these others dont. Most would be flocking to me like ahem.." and he pointed back to the pool, where about four or five mix of girls and guys were chilling out, one or two eye Cricket. "But thats not really my style. Its no fun when they dont put up a challenge." Another sip and he watched, the odd glint in his eye anazlying if she would be worth it for the cause. He may seem a bit odd but he was simply gauging her reaction, seeing hiw well she could be for the group. But that got interrupted when a girl familar to Crickwt showed up. She was the drug dealer, he knew that and that was about it.

"Denali, love the fire, makes you much more interesting." His grin widened a tad as he stepped back hands up in mock surrender. "Well here's the thing, Denali ." He gave a small wink that might not have even been visable. "..you loom like you wernt enjoying yourself, so I came to cheer you up. Drink?" He waved his hand and a nee bottle appeared. It loojed like simple hootch but when he poured it out, the liquor had a fain red glow to it. "It is my own special brew. I mean, who else is goingg to supply these hooligans with booze?" He raised an eyebrow and took a sip straight from the bottle before letting it disappear again. "That and you seemed to be more my type, harder to charm and full of life. Both of which I hope to be correct."

Taken note of the drunken dumbass who tried to cope a feel, Cricket strolled up casually, the bottle of blue liqior simple disappearing from his hands and he gave his best smile to this new girl and spoke, letting his southern roots come out in his voice, a voice that he has been perfecting for quite a time now. "How you doing, sugar, names Cricket, Cricket Finch." He let a hand extended towards the woman, his necklace shining a tad bit in the lights of the party. "Whats a thing like yourself doing around here? I mean no offense, you just seem too much of a higher infulence to be chilling with..oh how we say, the young fools." Critcket had a look in his eye, lime he was gauging, learning, percieving her small body movements and her words, also a tad bit something else that couldnt be explained.

You deserved it.
Ya nerd.

Toast

"Want something?" His head tolted once more, like a confused puppy hearing a strange sound. "I dont want nothing..I just wanna make new friends." Why would he want somethinf from her? Po Po hardly knew the girl. When she pushed the suckee back he took it and back into his pocket it went. His smile was faintly back when saw how red she gotten but it quickly went away. "You dont seem very shy. You very talkative." As he says this that tingling feeling faded as the serum was only for a short burst of time, either could lie now, but Beretta had no reason to.

Now he felt really bad. "Oh geez, I am sorry Selina, I didnt mean to make you feel bad." He put a large hand on her shoulder and gave her the other sucker he had. "You can have this." Then he sat back and waited for her to at least speak to him. He couldn't leave her alonw if he couldnt make it up to her somehow.

"You said a bunch a stuffs already though." Po Po felt kind of bad, and the grin quickly faded as well. He didnt want to make peolpe sad about it and out it slipped. "..i said you are pretty.." and then cursed himself, covering his mouth again so nothing else eould come out. His checks turned a vibrant red for a moment before slowly fading to normal. "..I'm sorry. Do you want to take your stuffs back to dorm now?" Po Po asked he still had all the bags on his side of the table.

He shook his head no. "You dont get to know." He was freaking out a bit on the inside, she said she was demon, maybe she had tricks to make him tell her? Po Po didnt know and it scared him. "Yeah, they are. I like Halo's. Its funny when small boys go into echo-y places and try to sing it." He loved thise videos and seen someone doing it during sports practice once. He grabbed the plastic box, putting the lid back on and crushing thr box and tossed it in a nearby trash can before returning to his seat, a shit eating grin on his face and stuborness in his eyes. Now she couldnt know if she was gonna bother her this badly.

"That is okay, some new ones are good too. Music gets better the newer you get." That was really the only reason he played newer games, was for the music. Po Po loved all kinds of songs and those orchestra tracks were beutiful. When Selina said that she was going to bother him, he had to stop from imedtitally saying the answer. Choosing his words very carefully, he spoke. "I guess you will have to bother me then. I will never tell you now since you want to know." There, he got it out. Smiling again he plopped the last piece of candy in his mouth and gave her a grin, one of someone who was messing with her now. Po Po didnt lime the way she saud it though and was slightly off put by how harsh the words sounded.

"I like games too, old ones are the best ones. Super Smash Brothers is the best one though." He was still reigning champion of the STD (smash till dawn) tournament, 2 years straight. "I think you are very nice, you talked to me and played games and you even gave me a plushie." He dugged out of his pocket the Kirby toy and set it on the table. "And..you arrrr.." He held it back in whatever he was going to say next and quickly chanhed the subject. He liked this Selina, she was more talkative, though he wasnt sure why.

Well now his intrest is peaked. "What hobbies do you do then?" He tilted his head in question, curiosity peaking about the girl. He had never heard of cabaret, whatever was, but Selina didnt like it by the looks of her facr. He then felt the urge to keep talking, let all his thoughts out, the serum now in full effect. Words did slip out. "You..nice.." Then he covered his mouth with a large mitt. Shut up Beretta, that small voice in his head returned, no need to tell her everything.

((Well he doesnt have much, but enough gor it to work.))
"It tasted like a penny. Not good." He felt the liquid seep down hus throat like syrup then a tingling feeling in the back of his mind. That was the substance kicking in. For the next while, it was impossinle for either if them to lie. Beretta popped a normal piece of chocolate in to get rid of the taste and looked up towards Selina again. "Can you dance like your mother? Or did she not teach you." He had heard of diffrent dance that only cwrtain creatures did so was curious whether demons had one or not.

Cricket had been at the party now, flirting and showing off, his usual gigs. Some of the girls flocked to him like they were birds and he was bread, rrady to eat up anything he said. His jeans, white button up, and necklace with diffrent charms, including a spade, gave a sort of hippie look to him, while the facial hair made him older. Not actually a student, Cricket always snuck into these parties to find some folks for his own personal projects. Tonight was about testing a new brew he called Mind Fog. So when no one would look, he would give one of the girls a glas sof the blue liquor and watch their reaction. He was hoping to create a mind relaxer, ti make peeolpe more recptive to peolpe. So far, the girls were doing exactly what he hopes for. He had noticed the expensive looking gal walk in and had a feeling that she would be very interesting, very interesing indeed. He excused himself from the small group that moved around him and made his way in the direction of the new arrivals.

((Hmm..i dunno. A truth potion?))

((Should the special candy have something magic about it that fucks with them?))

((Sorry its short. Im having a small brain fart))

"Neat!" Beretta exclaimed before finding the special piece. It was shaped like a heart and when he broke it open, there was pink liquid on the inside and it smelt loke cherry and something else. "Huh!" That was his gasp when he finally found it and popped one half of it into his mouth. It tasted funny. "Try it. I dont like the special one very much." And he handed her the other half of the chocolate.

How did she know his real name? That was crazy! "Uh-hun." He nodded, eyes widened by surprise. She must have been using her physic demon powers, that was it. "Thank you, My momma said that I have heart as big as I am." He chuckled at it, thinking about how big the heart had to be. "I like dancers. Was she a very good one?" Any sort of form of entertainment Beretta enjoyed, but dancing was one if his favorites. The ones he had seen there were stories behund them and the men and woman were all dressed up and it was quite fun. This boy was oblivous to everyrhinf nearly besides what she said, eyes tending ti wandee before he would look back at her or eat a piece if candy that was halfway gine at this point.

"Ooooohh..a demon?" He never knew anyone who was a demon, or at least, no one told him that they were one. "Thats really cool!" His grin was endearing as said the rest about herself, but his mind was focused on the fact she was a demon. "I am from japan, my papa was a farmer and my mom too. I liked working on their farm. They use to have to get brothers to search for me and my momma told them 'go find beretta and give him food, the boy is always hungry.' She was very nice." Unknowingly he just had given his real name to her, he munched on a hars candy. This one wa slike penut brittle covered in chocolate.

"Oh? I am uh..Po Po." He didnt like giving peolpe his real name, as names had power, even the dumbest of peolpe knew that. "From Brigmore home..nice there. I am..um..wolf man? Thats what Mr. Derek called it. And I am 17." He beamed at her as another piece of chocolate plopped into his mouth. "Ok, it is your turn, Miss Suh-lina." The chocolate was delious, it was full of white vanilla goo and made rub his stomach, though he really didnt mention it. Though his mission at the moment was to figure out which one has the special thing inside it.