Monster High - The School Grounds

[Melody Nocturna]

She thought about his question as they walked to the sign up sheets, Hm, lets see... she pondered Damon and I broke up, I met some new boos and ghouls, new experiments, helped Chase on his farm so he could spend more time with Glen, spent time with her new step-cousin, had a few tiffs with Dasher...
"No, I wouldn't call anything interesting, just the same old things, you know?" she asked, smiling politely.
She put her hands in her pockets, trying to think of a new topic as they stopped in front of the bulletin board, "So, what was it you said about this mermaid comic?"  

[Roswell Grey]

"Uhhh..." Roswell thought pusing for a bit. "I donno." He replied. sweatdrop

But thankfully he saw his bloody from the Die-ner and the Food-corpse!

"Ronan! Hey!" He hugs him giving a light squeeze! It was acceptable to hug people when not meeting for the first time. Letting him go he says,

"This is Melody." And to Melody, he just stairs at her then stops himself as on this planet it was considered rude and strange.

"And this is Melody." Repeating himself forgetting to introduce Ronan to her, he blinks a few times and smiles at Ronan. biggrin Introductions where uncommon where he came from. As personal A.I.'s often did that sort of thing for them  

[Melody Nocturna]

She smiled as she offered her hand to Ronan, "Its wonderful to meet you, um, I'm sorry what was your name again?"  

[Dashner Hawke]

Dashner watched as Roswell casually walked away to go talk to his 'long lost love thingy,' Melody. Or whatever he called her, after his endless conversations about her, Dashner didn't pay attention anymore.

He turned around and looked at Marceline.

"Well, I best be going. I need to find my locker. See ya, Marcie!

He walked over and found his locker. he put in the code on the skull lock, and he opened his locker to put his books in.  

[Ronan Aalto]

Ronan yelped a little as Roswell decided to hug him, pushing the other boo away as gently as he could and smiling awkwardly, unsure quite how to respond to that. "Uh... good morning. Roswell yes?" He looked to the ghoul and extended a webbed hand, shaking her offered hand. "Melody, i'm Ronan." He looked a little overwhelmed, running his free hand through his hair and shifting uncomfortably. "hello?" He managed, though introductions were quite obviously not his strong suit.  

[Melody Nocturna]

"Are you and Roswell going to join similar clubs this year?" she asked as she put hands in her pockets again, looking at the list.

"From what I've heard, they're going to be interesting."  

[Ronan Aalto]

"I am... not sure.. " he looked to the forms, previously he hadn't paid much attention to the other names. "Comic club yes?" He looked to Roswell, glad to at least have something in common there.  

[JD Leeds]

Vanissha de la Luz

Now that his name was on the roster for casketball tryouts, JD considered a few other clubs that peppered the hallway. There didn't seem to be many clubs that matched his interests... except Dance Class. He grinned at the thought... a whole club devoted to dancing til you drop! That sounded like his idea of fun... he wrote his name down.

Right next to the sign up sheet was a box devoted to the Fall Formal Theme Contest. Though he couldn't think of a good theme, he decided to drop his boosness card and demo track in there anyway, just in case they needed a DJ for it! It couldn't hurt, he thought.

It was almost time for JD to get to his first class. He glanced over his schedule again and tried to make sense of the map he was given, but he couldn't figure out where his first class was located. Then he saw her... the invisible ghoul from the die-ner! She was walking right to him, looking flawless and bootiful. He just wanted to throw his arms around her... but that would seem too desperate! Act cool, JD thought. Don't seem too interested, play hard to get. Ghouls love that! His mouth curled into a sly smirk as she passed right by him with nothing but a "Hello."

Oh no, she was getting away! JD didn't want to miss his chance again. He hurried to catch up with her and, trying not to seem too forward, responded with, "Well, hello there!"  

[Batilda MH]

Batilda landed behind a group of students walking in to Monster High. She hated crowds. She flew above the large amount of students walking inside the school, and landed right beside the door. She didn't want to call too much attention to herself, as it was odd just appearing out of nowhere anyways. "If anyone asks, I've been hiding all summer," she thought to herself. "No, no..That doesn't sound right, creepy almost."
 

[Melody Nocturna]

"Yes, Roswell mentioned something about a mermaid and love so that comic might peak my interest."  

[Marceline LaGhede]

Dashner Hawke

"Dash, wait...!" Too late, he'd flown off without a thought. Marceline bit her violet lip and sighed, wondering if she'd done anything to offend him. Hopefully it was just the distraction of the first day of school that was getting to him.

She headed up the stairs towards her locker, and unpacked her things. Tacking some photos on the inside of her locker door, she finished off with a small magnetic mirror and touched up her makeup. She'd half-considered summoning Rory to talk before class, but assumed at this hour he'd still be asleep; either that, or started on his own tombschooling. She remembered Maman liked to get an early start, which left the rest of the day open. At least this left a window open, in case they needed to talk. She grabbed her notebook and closed her locker, heading over to the club signup sheets.

Marceline considered joining gore-chestra, but wasn't sure an aggoredion would do well in the mix. Regardless, she put her name and instr-uhh-ment down on the sheet and moved along. She didn't see the SKRM sheet up, and wondered if she was looking in the right place. Either she'd find it eventually, or someone else would tell her who made the team later.  

[Gryff N]

Atomica Servo

Lin McGearloch

Gryff took a long low glide around the Monster High courtyard, eyeing the monsters appraisingly. Mentally he categorized them into "interesting," "acceptable" and "hopeless." The list was heavily weighted for the last group and he landed with an audible sigh. He squared his shoulders and stood his full impressive height, the better which to look down upon those around him.

Joy of joys, another school year with the terminally lame, forced to hear their squeals of conformity about terrible music and gross television. He wrinkled his nose as the stench of their pathetic imitations of coffincinos polluted the air around him. He slung his hand-tooled leather messenger bag made from the ethically shed skins of the Drooping Amazonian Lizards over his shoulder and trudged up the Monster High steps, brushing past a group of Fearever 21 rejects and sneering at their mass-produced slave-labor clothing.

In the doorway he spotted Atomica, holding a Barren Bean Beret cup and rapidly tapping her heel, sending little sparks flying from the flagstones. Next to her, wavering slightly from side to side to keep balance, were his books, bags and bleakberry, so that was probably Lin. He caught, wafting delicately from Atomica's hands, the thread of a blessed earthy aroma. For the briefest moment his smirk evened out into a smile before reasserting its rightful place as his dominant expression.

"Hey," he said, acknowledging his Tribe.  

[Ascreama Poweurgh]

Ascreama arched an eyebrow and looked around the crowd, "I think someone just shouted my name.." She announced, interrupting Meme. The clown girl let out an exaggerated sigh and folded her arms acorss her chest. "Anything to get out of-"

Ascreama cut her off again and pouted, "I know you're just trying to help, but I'll always be a scaredy werecat! C'mon, let's go see what crazy stuff you'll be signing up for this year.." The blob ghoul tugged her friend's hands down and they strolled up the steps and into the school.

Sign-up sheets lined the walls, Ascreama studied them all closely, pondering at some peculiar clubs and finally wrote her name in curly letters on the comic club sheet. Meme settled on sign-language tutoring and comic book club to keep her friend company. "Oh, going for something sensible? How odd, are you feeling okay?" Ascreama mocked and smiled. She heard a familiar voice and spun around to see her selkie friend, "Ronan!"

 

[Atomica Servo]

"Oh. My. GHOUL, Gryff! LOOK AT THIS." Atomica held up the SKRM team sheet, waving it around frantically. "I'm on the B Squad. AGAIN. This....is so......"

Atomica's eyes glowed brighter as her chromey fist clutched at the list.

"CLAWESOME! It's Rad to the MAX! I KNEW Coach Clawd would see how incred-uhhh-ble my contributions were and realize he had no choice but to put me on the B-for-BEST squad! I'm going to take the Nightmares to the championships! Again!"

Atomica stopped hopping up and down, realizing suddenly that she'd knocked Lin into the nearest trash can in her excited flail.

"Oops. Heh. Sorry, Lin!" Atomica reached in with a thumb and forefinger and plucked him out. "Of course, Clawd had to make Robecca team captain, just to make it look like he was giving SOME of the other ghouls a chance to succeed, but you know. That's the burden of being coach."

Atomica smoothed out the list and re-pinned it on the wall. She pulled out a pen and underlined her name and drew stars around it, just so everyone would know how privileged they were if they managed to make the B Squad with her.

"I have your printout for your class schedule, Gryff. Did you know that you and Lin totally have Metal Chop together this year? I SO wish I had taken that class, but Drama is at the same time and how could I rob Mr. Where of my presence?!"  

[Ronan Aalto]

Ronan smiled to Ascreama and Meme, glad that for once, food wasn't present.
"Morning. I tried to get your attention before but there's so many monsters." He noted they both were joining the comic club, which seemed to be quite a popular club right now.
"Mermaids and love?" Ronan frowned a little, girls huh? Why did everything have to involve romance? But he looked to Ascreama, it sounded like the sort of thing her mangoo books might cover. "Do you know any comics about that kind of thing?"