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 Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:30 pm
Malodore had gone over to refill the plate of appetizers with a few more brain-snacks when Rain took the stage, and ... well! Scariest Couple! That was quite the honor. Malodore puffed up a bit with pride, glancing over at Riley... in time to see her practically bounce off a wall of Jericho that had (thankfully) come between her and...
... Calder.
Resisting the urge to facepalm, Malodore quickly inched over to Riley's side and held up as many brain-topped crackers towards the tentacles as it could fit in one hand. Just to make sure the tentacles didn't go for Calder's head.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:35 pm
She didn't see Sammy - but she certainly heard her. Siddie stood on tiptoe to see through the crowd towards the stage, a smile spreading on her face. She made her way between people up towards the front; when Sammy finished her song, Siddie applauded and whistled, grinning.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:35 pm
Morrigan jumped, startled at his sudden arrival. Mimic had pulled through after all! What a good little familiar he was! "Oh.. it's okay. It was probably spiked anyway." Isn't that what happened at parties? Some crazy boil goes and spikes the punch, then everyone gets drunk and stupid and in trouble?
Now that she thought about it, that was a damn good idea and she was disappointed she hadn't brought something to spike the punch with. Guess it didn't matter anymore since the punch was gone. She scooted herself over to one side of the bench and patted the empty spot for him to sit down. "I just wanted to thank you, Christof. For you know, inviting me to this party. It was pretty fun. No one else bothered to ask me. I don't think they like me here." She set Mimic down on the ground. She wasn't sure what was making her so honest. There was something about the patchwork. He was creepy and gross and definitely weird but.. there was an innocence about him and a certain charm. "I'm glad you go to this school."
That which was known as Christof had one upped him. Mimic was not happy at all. Perhaps there was more to this rotting brick wall than he had anticipated. Maybe he could feign choking and spit a sharp heel into the boil's eye. That would show him. Of course, that would displease Morrigan and he couldn't have that.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:46 pm
Riley turned around when she smelled the offering beind held under her tentacles, and gave Malodore a wry glance. The tip of one tentacle stabbed carefully into it's hand, over and over, picking out pieces of the snack while utterly destroying the crackers in the process. It was clear she wasn't quite over Calder's little pinch just yet. But Malodore helped. Malodore always helped.
She hadn't even realized they had won Scariest Couple - someone would have to inform her on it later. When they had announced it, all Riley could hear was the rushing of blood in her ears.
Thank you, dear. Riley murmured, sending it an affectionate nudge before it turned around further so that she could help it clean the cracker crumbs off it's hands.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:59 pm
"Prego," Malodore said, apparently unfazed by the use of my dear. It shook the cracker crumbs back onto the plate, though a few slipped free and fell on the floor - it was pretty much inevitable, given how thoroughly Riley's tentacle had destroyed them. "I think a bloodbath would be a poor idea at this juncture, don't you? No need to prove we're the Scariest Couple, not when a jury of our peers has expressed full confidence in us." It opened its mouth in a grin.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:07 pm
Holly had waited her turn for her dare. Wait what? "Sure..." There was no way she was going against anything Riley had said, no way. The ghoul glared at West. "Sorry Tset but I need to borrow your date. Riley has informed me that I have to slow dance with him." This was surely going to be exciting... All sarcasm aside the ghoul was ready to leave as soon as this was over and change out of this infernal dress. She held her hand out towards the boil.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:08 pm
As he relaxed and watched the others at the party have fun and such, Jericho happened to look over in Riley's direction. He could have sworn he saw a mischievious glint in her eyes. Whether or not she really did was uncertain, but that's what he thought in the least. Suddenly, he realized she might consider coming up with a song for him to sing. He didn't want to, but... at the same time, he didn't really want to risk having her come up to him and making him sing some song he wouldn't want to do. After some consideration, he inched on towards the scareoke machine and picked out a song. When the music started, he went right into it. "We break our enemies with FEAR and we see how the tears come around,
We've build our confidence on wastelands, we've seen how the walls come down.
LIFE BURNS
A man dies like a butterfly,
Life burns at the touch of a REAPER
All things must pass..
One love is a crooked lie,
The world lies at the hands of evil
We pray it will last
LIFE BURNS
We have no sympathy for the lost souls,
We've chosen the path of disgrace
We've given this life to our children
and teach them to hate this place!
LIFE BURNS
A man dies like a butterfly,
Life burns at the touch of a REAPER
All things must pass..
One love is a crooked lie,
The world lies at the hands of evil
We pray it will last"His voice went lower as he continued on, steadily growing in volume again. "A man dies like a butterfly
Life burns from the touch of the reaper
One love is a crooked lie
The world lies in the hands of evil
The world lies in the hands of evil
The world lies in the hands of evil
THE WORLD LIES IN THE HANDS OF EVIL
THE WORLD LIES IN THE HANDS OF EVIL
A man dies like a butterfly
Life burns from the touch of the REAPER
All things must pass
One love is a crooked lie
The world lies in the hands of evil
We pray it would last
A man dies like a butterfly!
Life burns from the touch of the REAPER
All things must pass
One love is a crooked lie
The world lies in the hands of evil
We pray it would last
LIFE BURNS
LIFE BURNS
LIFE BUUUUUUUURRNS"(( Life burns by Apocalyptica))
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:15 pm
Riley never really thought a bloodbath was a poor idea in any juncture, but she had already proven that she trusted Malodore's judgement over her own, and nodded. Her nod slowed as she took in it's words, and turned around to take a quick look at the Student Council table - which was no longer commiserating their votes. Did we win Scariest Couple, really? She mumbled thoughtfully, though there was little surprise in her voice. How appropriate.. it's nice to know one is appreciated. Her eyes crinkled happily, and she reached over to squeeze it's hand. Clearly, the student body has better taste than I had been giving it credit.
All anger had melted away in place of this enlightening news, and she was subdued and pleased at her position as half of the scariest thing to ever happen to Amityville Academy. There was a time when being half would have displeased her, as it was usually all or nothing with her. As she looked down at the claws in her hand, she realized having a better half made you more than you already were in the first place.
She looked away, back into the crowd, and tried to hide the smile in her eyes. Looking for a distraction, she caught Jericho's eyes, and her mischief was entirely misread. How fortunate for her, because then she got to watch him walk up and sing - something she never thought he would do.
The song he chose, however, wasn't exactly the kind of song she would have chosen.. he was lucky he'd gone up on his own.
She hollered at him when he was done, cheering in praise.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:21 pm
West looked from Tset to Holly, his expression growing pukier and pukier the longer the fox ghoul spoke. Date. Riley. Slow. Dance. Every word was worse than the last. Finally his eyes flicked to Jericho and the scareoke machine.
"Welp, tha'ssnot slow," he decreed, listening to the boil's song. They were saved! Right?
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:24 pm
Bul grinned and walked in with a proud swagger to his step. He didn't cling tightly to Mei's hand but he kept his pace with her so that she wouldn't feel ignored- though some time apart to do their own thing at the party was still a good idea. "Oh s**t man, Scareaoke?" he chuckled. Normally he wouldn't DARE to sing in public... no. Especially not sober.
Speaking of... sober, or not-so-much, Icky and Sarias seemed to make it. Bul could tell that both had delved into Icky's cider before the party. Pregaming it sounded like a good idea but he wouldn't have come anyway if it hadn't been for Mei's offer.
It was loud and Bul was itching to get wild and dance and sing but he wouldn't force his date into following along with his shenanigans. "You wanna dance for a little while?" he asked as he kneeled to talk over the noise. With that he offered his other hand now to hold both her hands and start with a sort of swing. Should she not accept though, he would spin around and start to romp a little. Now was a good time to just get lost in the party. Sure it wasn't at its peak but the night went on.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:32 pm
It was lucky for Tybalt that he had such sensitive ears, otherwise he just might have missed Chuppi's quiet voice. In fact, with all the singing that was going on for the scareoke, he had nearly missed it.
"Huh? Who's calling---oh!" He practically froze when he caught sight of Chuppi. Not out of anger or anything, but because he couldn't believe his luck that she had actually found him, instead of the other way around. Maybe choosing to head towards the wall was the right choice after all! That aside, he couldn't help but be a little confused when she apologized.
"Eh? Don't be." He waved off the apology and smiled, "It's not like you meant to and besides, it's not like I could get seriously hurt from something like that." His smile gew into a grin, as he leaned against the wall. After all that excitement he felt as though a little break was needed. Unless of course Chuppi wanted to try another dance. Speaking of which---
"I'm only sorry the dance got ruined for you. I knew you were looking forward to it and all."
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:33 pm
"Sì, veramente," Malodore said, amused. Then it, too, turned to listen to Jericho's singing, applauding - as best it could with one hand still in Riley's grasp, at least. "Well sung!" it called out. "Bravo!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:37 pm
Christof shifted, looking anxious a few moments before stiffly moving to sit next to her on the bench, hands fidgeting in his lap, "Oh. Um. I..." His face had gone red again, and he wished he was wearing his scarf. Glad... glad he was here?? His voice cracked again when he spoke next, "I... I d-don't thee why no one athked you! I... I wath... almotht joking when I athked, I... I had no idea you'd thay yeth... you..." His mind raced, trying to grapple for what Calder had told him about ghouls. They liked compliments, he knew that. "You.... you hawe wery amathing lipth, I thaw them on your profile picture and I jutht..." wanted to cut them off your face and hang them on his wall to admire, "Um." Okay, maybe that wasn't the best tactic. He slumped, boots digging at the ground under the bench, "I don't think people like me wery much either. I.... um. I'm n-n-n-not ah... uthed to being er.... talkatiwe at all... it'th um. Thtrange. I think they all think I'm thtrange too, but I thuppothe they jutht hawe newer met an Igor before."
Suddenly he perked up with a surprised expression, "Oh! I... I almotht forgot! I hawe thomething for you..." He suddenly dug in his coat pocket, turning away from her while he fidgeted to arrange the crumpled thing back into shape again.
Turning back to her, he offered out... what... had to be a corsage, at least it was corsage shaped... but... the stems curled around, colorful bent wire taken from Barth's electrical section with petals made from random petal-shaped things he had found in the same junk-heap, carefully twisted and glued and bent into the shape of a bracelet. Face red and eyes on his lap, he offered it out to her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:42 pm
It was music and it was singing, and he knew how to do both. True, he was more of an improv type, but he wasn't really feeling going solo this time around. Most of the songs were good, new ones he never heard before, and he felt more and more encouraged to go up. Heck, he wasn't about to make this night a total bore now was he? So far things were going well, as well as a bum leg could be, and if other people could get up and sing, he sure as heck could. Who cared if he couldn't think of a song right now? He'd think of somethi – OH!
He spotted Christof moving through the crowd, heading outside, and raising a finger, he smiled at Colette. "Be right back. Gotta get my singing partner. I'll be right back here to listen." Of course he was a rather spontaneous character if Colette didn't know, and no doubt the ghoul was absorbing a few things from Calder's previous confused statement of not knowing her number.
Rising up, he moved as best he could – he should really put some ice on his leg after this night was done – and found Christof. The boil had found his ghoul and they were both talking on a bench. Aww, how cute. Well, too bad. He had to sing a bit and Christof had to learn another mouth lesson and have some fun. He was sure they could have private time right after. Christof seemed to have some crazy, insane ability to affect ghouls and make them weak in the knees. Yeah, crazy wasn't it? The boil was violent as all Jack's creation and yet he got all the ghoulies. Figured, not that Calder was competing.
Moving over, he smiled a fake smile to Morrigan and noticed that Morrigain had taken a rather strange flower from the boil. Ohhhh, he brought a present. Christof had it in the bag, so it didn’t' matter he interrupted just yet. Nope. No harm in that.
"Christof! You have to come with me. I have to show you this amazing thing your mouth can do. It's going to be great, and I need you." Before the Igor could go off about wanting to stay around and fidget, he took his arm. "I'll be right back with him Morrigan. This is a friend emergency." Of course it wasn't, but some ghoul wouldn't understand friendship like theirs especially if she wanted to tangle tongues for a while. With that, he started to drag Christof off.
((Permission given by Bili))
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:48 pm
((I cannot stress to you that this is exactly what you're hearing. XD - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYIAfiVGluk )) Now that Jericho had shown himself to be courageous enough to sing, she felt almost entitled to do so as well. The only problem was.. she couldn't actually use the mic. Furthermore, the only song she really wanted to sing.. had no music in the background. It was only voices, layered one over the other. Not one to be kept down by hurdles or barriers, she decided the best way to handle it was to take the microphone, thereby keeping anyone from turning the scareoke on while she sang, and just doing things the way she always did. She sat back down on the edge of the stage - there was no need to be showy about it and stand in the middle like others - then leaned against Malodore. Her eyes scanned the room, as she had done earlier when making announcements, and briefly touched every mind to form a group connection. After doing so, she thought about the song for a moment, and split her thoughts into 15 different strands of conscious. Each strand sang layered one atop the other, with the main strand singing the melody of course.
It would sound, absolutely exact to the way the artist had used electronics to layer their own voice for the background. The only difference of course was that Riley didn't needed synthetic means to do so.
Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form.
Crop circles in the carpet..
sinking.. feeling..
Spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with monsters
Would stop to hold their heads heavy.
Hide.. and.. seek.
trains.. and.. sewing machines.
All.. those.. years.
They.. were.. here.. first.
Oily marks appear on walls,
where terrored moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.
Hide.. and.. seek.
trains.. and sewing.. machines. (oh, you won't catch me around here)
blood.. and.. tears.
they.. were.. here.. first..
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did.
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
of course it is.
Mmmm whatcha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this.
whatcha say?
Mmmm what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a bit.
(hide and seek)
Speak no feeling no I don't believe you.
you don't care a bit,
you don't care a (you don't care a) bit.
(hide and seek)
oh no, you don't care a bit.
you don't care a bit.
you don't care a bit.
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