The Looking Glass Book Store

[Skinny Sally]

Sally tilted her head as they set the food out. It was interesting, the different things everyone brought. And the way Jewels set them out. Sally copied the way she did it.

She nodded at Jewels "Yes. Its definitely been an interesting time to say the least." she said. Yes, she learned a lot about the ghouls.  

[Meme Pennywise]

Meme jumped to attention when Draconia called her name "Ay Ay Captain!" She saluted and hopped off to front of the store. She decided it was best not to play Crazy Clown Crew's entire playlist, and settled on varied tunes that were suitable for everymonster's taste, at an acceptable party level just below deafening.

She skipped back to the others to find everyone else busy at work. Her goo friend was dragging around sleeping bags (whilst continuing to wear her own), helping a selkie she'd seen in classes, other ghouls were arranging food and make overs. "Let the party begin!" She cried.  

[Draconia St George]

Marceline seemed to have frozen in place in the doorway, and Layla was similarily unmoving from her spot. Normally, Draconia was not quite such a take-charge ghoul, but she was determined to not let this creepover die such an unpleasant death.

And so, she took the minotaur by the horns (so to speak), and picked up Marceline much like a bundle of luggage under one arm, and Layla under the other and carried them into the bathroom.

"So terribly sorry, so dreadfully sorry, but as you can clearly see, this is a makeover emergency and we must not hesitate! Precious time is being lost that could be spent on moisturizing, foundation-building, eye-shadowing and blushing!"

Draconia gently sat Layla down on the recliner in the waiting area and set up Marceline across from Hellene's ma-scare-a stained face. She looked at them with concern.

"Tell me, can anything be done?"  

[Atomica Servo]

Crazy Clown Crew? Was that what was playing over the Looking Glass's PA system now? Atomica rolled off another hext to Gryff.

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Music selection @ creepover is absolute worst in history of inhumankind. Thank goodness for internal speakers! Totes blasting Bruise Springscream while I finish sewing this dress thingie.

"FITTING TIME." Atomica called out. However, she noticed that her desired model, Marceline, had been deleted from the main creepover. This would not do! Standing up from Stitchy Joe Singer (as she'd named the sewing machine), Atomica ran a body type scan to figure out who would be a suitable replacement model.

"Too sticky...." She dismissed Ascreama. "Too bouncy." She denied Meme, whose rapid "dance" movements were giving her inaccurate scan calculations.

"Too short." Jewels wouldn't fit.

"Too much bust." Doriana was disqualified.

"Ah! Here we go!" Sally had the same basic shape as Marceline, and as a bonus, she had the sense to have an arm to fill that third sleeve on the back. Atomica strolled up to Sally.

"Brace yourself meat creature!....wait. Are you a meat creature? You're giving my scanners some 'fzzzzzzt,' which usually means Lin is plugging in an iCoffin nearby, but I know Lin is nowhere around here. ANYWAYS. My scanning parameters have determined that you are going to be the substitute dresswearing model now. Brace yourself, meat creature or not!"  

[Layla LaMia]

"Forgive me, Draconia. I did not mean to freeze up out there." Layla said as she slid off of the chair and took her makeup kit in-claw and approached where Hellene sat with Draconia watching over her dear fiend protectively. "I admit I wasss jussst caught ssslightly by sssurprise and wasss unsssure how to react and..oh!"

Layla started as she finally turned and looked at Hellene. Hellene frowned and then her sour expression turned to one of concern as she looked from Layla to Draconia and back again.

"What? It's not that bad! ... Is it?"

"Of courssse not." Layla stated reassuringly, with one claw on Hellene's shoulder, and the other popping open her makeup bag. "Although in the future I might sssuggest a water-proof massscarah?" She shrugged sheepishly. "You know. For sssuch tearful momentsss? Not that you should have any, mind you. You have sssuch a lovely share of eyes."

She dabbed at the dark streaks left from Hellene's tears coupled with her dark colored eyeliner. Once finished, Layla then reached into her bag and pulled out another 'pencil' but one of bright and shiny colour.

Layla smiled. "I believe gold would bring out that blue, best!"  

[Skinny Sally]

Sally set the last of the food she had been fixing down and nodded. Good, she thought, it looks pretty good.

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"FITTING TIME."

Sally tilted her head, hearing Atomica call out. She must have finished the dress. But, as she went to turn to see it, Atomica was right there, declaring she'd use Sally as a model.

Sally tilted her head. "Meat Creature? What-" she didn't have much time to question or even try to explain before Atomica whisked her away with the dress.  

[Marceline LaGhede]

Marceline stiffened as Draconia flung her arm around her shoulders, leading her into the bathroom.

"Oh I don't know, Draconia..." She tried to protest. "I'm not exactly Michelle Fang when it comes t'makeup... I do what I can with m'own face..."

Realizing her protests were falling on deaf ears, Marceline sighed and went along with it. Layla immediately dove into helping Hellene get back to her gore-geous self, and Marceline flopped into the sitting area and clawed through her makeup bag. She was very conservative with her makeup, but Maman had loaded her up with some interesting finds from Se-fear-a before moving here. Removing a small tube of Grrban Decay lipstick in Venom, she handed it off to Layla.

"I think this color would coordinate nicely with the liner..." She said, trying to be helpful.  

[Layla LaMia]

"Thank you." Layla said graciously to Marceline as she accepted the tube of lipstick and, before she applied it, she paused and waited as Draconia used some hair pins to pin Hellene's long locks back and away from her face.

"It isss a ssshame you wear your hair so long. You have sssuch lovely bone ssstructure." Layla stated as Draconia stepped back and allowed Layla to continue applying the makeup. "Have you ever consssidered a ssshorter hair ssstyle?"

"Where did you learn to do that?" Draconia asked, to which Layla shrugged shyly.

Layla answered, "Some of the handmaidensss at my mother'sss palace. Mother never ssstated if ssshe approved or not, but I found it fascinating and consssider it to be a form of art ssso..."

Layla leaned back to inspect the 'work' and she shook her head.

"Sssomething isss missing. I... Oh! I know!"

Layla turned to Draconia.

"Could you pleassse get that small, porcelin box I left on my thingsss? I brought sssomething for everybody asss a sssurprise."  

[Hellene Harpie]

Hellene marveled as Layla pinned her hair into new and interesting shapes.

"I've always worn it long, I can always pin it up shorter but I've never managed anything near this lovely!" Hellene exclaimed with delight. "I'd love it if you taught me how to do this."

She turned her head this was and that to examine the construction in the mirror, her hair pinned gracefully away from her neck and making it look much longer.  

[Atomica Servo]

"Here we go!" Atomica led Sally over to one of the nearby bookshelves, since the bathroom seemed to be full to the brim with makeup-covered meat creatures. Luckily, this pair of rows of shelves had a sign hanging over them informing ghostomers it was the Elf Help section, so Atomica slung a bolt of spare cloth over it, creating a makeshift curtain for the changing room. She pulled the curtain aside as Sally slipped behind it.

"I can't tell if your outer casing is hard or fleshy, so if it's fleshy, watch out for pins." She informed Sally as she reached into the 'dressing room' and handed over the dress. "In fact, I can't find much about you in ANY of my databases. Or on BOOGLE. Or on Spookypedia. It's all totally 404."

By which, Atomica's analytical positronic brain meant 'no data found.'

"So, what's your story, anyways? What kind of monster are you?" Atomica never shied away from finding out the facts, even if it could come off as rude. Her personality matrix was a little lopsided.  

[Skinny Sally]

Sally tilted her head and looked at her hands. She thought they were fleshy... aside from the obvious differences, she seemed more like a normie. Maybe she was. She grabbed the dress with a couple tentacles and looked at it.

It was interesting... though the arm in the back seemed a bit out of place. None of the other ghouls at the creepover had an extra arm, besides her, who was the dress really for? With a shrug, she started to change.

She tilted her head, listening to Atomica. No information on her was not a surprise. She wondered a lot about herself too, a lot she couldn't ask her father since he waas back home in the forest.

"I am an enigma." She started "That is to say, no one knows anything about me or my father, The Slenderman. Anonymity is how he operates."

Sally started to put the dress on, still a bit confused by how it really went on.

"I admit, I don't quite understand myself, or my father. I just know this unlife I have lived. Oh and the ....'fzzzzt' you described before is normal around me. Its a reaction to a being who acts in the fourth dimension."  

[Atomica Servo]

"Uh huh. Uh huh. Enigma wrapped in a riddle burrito covered in super secret sauce..." Atomica half-listened as she admired how shiny her chrome was today. She really had to get Ronan to do the chroming thing again some time. He was so good at it!

"So you're all into the fourth dimension, huh? I guess that's the NEW trendy dimension all the cryptsters are in to." Atomica pulled up whatever information she could find on Spookypedia about the fourth dimension and started downloading it. "I'm sure Gryff is totally into the fifth dimension by now, because he's so far ahead of everyone in trends, totally."

Atomica decided after going through all the data on the interwebs that it was vintage and cool for her to remain planted in the third dimension. Besides, that's where all her stuff was.

"So do you have the dress on yet? Let me see! Let me see!"  

[Skinny Sally]

Sally tried to get the dress to sit right, or was it sitting right already? She looked down at herself as her tentacles stuck out through the arm in the back. It certainly was... well, it was interesting. She wasn't sure if Atomica was just passing the time or actually trying to get to know her, she couldn't quite tell the difference yet

"Trendy...crypsters..." she mumbled, confused, as she smoothed the dress again. Definitely more she needed to teach herself about. "I... I think its on right." She stepped out from the curtain and tilted her head "I've never had a dress like this one."  

[Draconia St George]

Hellene was getting slathered in cosmetics by Marceline and Layla. Draconia noted that the makeup Marceline was pulling out was not cheap stuff at all...could there be more to this story Toralei had told about Marceline's destitute status?

Rather than interrupt the makeover session, though, Draconia decided to head back into the main creepover and see how people were faring.

"Oh, Ascreama! I don't know what it is you're wearing, but it's adorable!" The blob-ghoul had on the biggest, fluffiest, plushest...thing...Draconia had ever seen. "I thought Draculaura had the pinkest wardrobe I'd ever seen, but I think you give her a run for her money. Do spill, where did you find it?"  

[Atomica Servo]

Skinny Sally

She stepped out from the curtain and tilted her head "I've never had a dress like this one."

"That's because it's upside-down." Atomica informed her, matter-of-factly. Then, she brightened up. "And it's an improvement! Cinch this, stitch that, add trim here, and boys will be fighting each other to facesmash you at the dance!"

Atomica scanned Sally and made notes as to what needed to be altered. So okay, this dress wouldn't end up really matching Doriana's original design much. It'd be BETTER!

"Come on!" Atomica took Sally by the hand....one of them, at any rate. "You must model my uhh-mazing design for everyone!"