Second floor common room, around periods sixth and seven

[demonbelthazor]

Bel raced through the dorm hallways, the Moral Bot in hot pursuit. It kept pace with him, reciting its programmed phrases, and whenever Bel tried to stop and kick it, hit it with a fireball, anything, it would dodge out of the way and shoot him with more glitter. It even managed to swiftly climb stairs.

Bel was going to kill whoever was responsible for this.



[Jump in and mock. You know you want to.]

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[nadiathesaint]

Moral went scurrying after, over the river and through the woods under the chair and out behind it. "Sharing is caring! Cursing is disrespectful! Boys don't cry!"

(funny, Nadia didn't remember asking for that phrase. . . .)

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *dies*]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel looked around desperately and found a large bowl with some stale popcorn and left-over kernels in it. He dumped out the popcorn and stalked toward the morality bot, hoping he could trap it under the bowl.

[nadiathesaint]

Moral was no fool. It was, however, programmed to stick close to its target. It scurried towards Bel, intent on wrapping its little legs around his ankle and holding on for dear morality.

[demonbelthazor]

"Gah!" Bel exclaimed as the bot wrapped itself around his ankle. He kicked his leg furiously. "Get off me!"

[nadiathesaint]

Moral started spouting glitter again, even as its recording skipped slightly with each shake. "Hur-hurting people is-is-is-is caring!"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel sank down on the couch with a weary sigh, glaring at the bot. "What is it going to take to make you leave me alone?" he said sourly.