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 Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 2:56 pm
In the grand world of Halloween Town, one of the most frightening things was a romantic writer. Calder was not only a reader, but a writer, and had more gushy thoughts that should have been allowed by law in Halloween town. It was probably the sickening, nauseous detail that he wrote in that made his novellas perfect for the world he resided in (both actual and imaginary), and he made it a practice to visit various bookstores and find the stories and fanfictions that appeared in Halloweentown all the time, either picked up randomly or just appearing on the bookshelves of several stores. Most of these were too horrific for small children, but Calder had connections and could buy his through trusted sellers.
After reading a rather horrific story that had been written in pink (the best ones were), he was so inspired to write that he set off into the surrounding hills and woods, found a nice place to sit, and started to write in a journal he had started since arriving to school. It had been intended to keep a record of his day to day life at school, but it now served as a sickening collection of love poems, stories, and random observations of his one true love, a certain Professor that would not be named.
As of right now, he was writing a story featuring his most beloved characters, a kelpie named Radcle and a were-unicorn named Tablastaer. They were in the mist of a heated moment. Radcle, having arrived in true stallion fashion, broke into the fortress his lover was kept, his pelt glistening in the torchlight and throwing his mane back, and proceeded to tear and destroy the extras that had ganged up and swarmed around him. After a long speech about his true feelings for Tablaster, who was chained and shirtless to a nearby wall, he killed the Sorceress Mellha, and came to unchain his lover.
Oh, he was just gushing at this point, and had the stupidest smile to be seen as he wrote. Too enveloped in his own creation, he did not notice the world around him. In fact, an accord had hit his head already had fell to the ground unnoticed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 2:00 am
Unlike some people Junko didn't pay much notice to romance. Why bother? Junko wasn't the best choice for a ghoulfriend, she knew that; she wasn't delusional. She knew she was nice enough, she knew she was (apparently) pretty enough if what her friends said was really true and they weren't toying with her emotions...which she doubted, she was a lot of things boils might like, right? But there was one huge obstacle, and that obstacle was doing Her usual routine of chowing down on the food in Her new new bento box. Junko had to replace this one after G ate the last one. Frankly, Junko was amazed she had the friends that she did so she wasn't one to take them for granted and go 'well now I just need a boyfriend!' when she was well aware of her unfortunate affliction. She would chase off any potential suitor for sure with her wisecracks and her smartass comments and her overall abuse. If Junko ever did find a boil -- or even ghoul! -- that would have her, they'd have to remember that with Junko came The Mistress and they were a package deal.
But Junko tried her best not to think about any of that! In fact, she preferred to remain blissfully oblivious to romance and dating; the one exception to this had been Calder's Dash Dating event. But even then Junko hadn't thought much of it, all she had gotten out of it was a skellyphone and she'd met Deacon who she discovered she really wanted to pet. That was strange and she knew it. But there'd been many students lately she was realizing she just...wanted to touch. Either their hair was long and beautiful or they had adorable fuzzy ears and tails that she wanted to pet. It was strange, she realized this.
Today Junko was out for a walk, just a simple walk, humming quietly to herself as she did her best to ignore Her during her walk. Yes, just ignore Her like she didn't exist, that was the best way to go about one's day. Suddenly a figure caught her eye and she blinked, tilting her head a bit. Hmm...oh! That was Calder! "Whushwitthe schtupit look on'is fayche?" She asked loudly, obnoxiously, with Her mouth full. Junko made a little look of disgust as she felt a few grains of rice get flicked into her hair from the motion. Ugh, Junko hated it when she did that. For now she ignored what She had said, folding her hands behind her back and walking up quietly to Calder where he was sitting.
"Hello, Calder! Are you writing something?" She asked conversationally, smiling warmly down at the boil. Oh, was it homework? Maybe disturbing him wasn't such a good idea then.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 6:23 pm
Absorbed as he was, he let his ears flicker at the noise of someone approaching. He watched her come close from the corner of his eye, but he continued to write, too wrapped up in his own imagination to stop. Once he felt he could finish this paragraph, then he could afford her some time. For now, he smiled and slowly nodded that he was indeed writing something, and while writing, smiled brightly at his creation.
"I'm writing a story. A great story, with two of the greatest characters ever written. They are in the middle of a great scene where the hero rescues his love and after stomping him and tearing the villain apart, he'll confuse everything to him, and they can run together to their next adventure." Which was sure to be as sappy and crack-tastic as the next one. He already had ideas. Maybe a fight with pirates just so he could see Tablaster with an open shirt be held captive with ropes binding him to the main mass. Lots of wind to send sea droplets on his oh-so-white skin. Maybe make his hair damp. Oh yeah. That was the stuff.
Perky, he dotted a sentence and looked up. "I find it fun. My guys have been through a lot." He shook his little book happily as he smiled at her. "What are you up to?" He didn't quite remember her name, but that didn't stop him from being rather open about everything.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 7:38 pm
Ummm...okay? Junko blinked and kind of just stood there for now, tilting her head and just watching Calder write for now. Guess she'd wait. Junko had nowhere to be or anything. When he finally did give her the time of day Junko smiled again, leaning over as if to peek at what he was writing. Junko invited herself to just sit down beside the boil on the ground, leaning over some more as he explained what it was. "That sounds exciting! Who're the characters? Do you do this a lot?" She looked from the story to Calder, a curious look of excitement on her face. It was no question this was probably an adventurous romance story considering this was the same boil who held the dash dating event. He seemed the romantic type.
His guys? Oh, she hadn't even heard all the 'he's and 'him's. Huh! Wonder who his guys were. How neat! "That sounds fun! Can I read something?" It was alright if she couldn't, but it'd be nice if she could! When asked what she was up to Junko shrugged a little, clearly not realizing that Calder didn't remember her name. She'd be okay with that, mostly. Sure, it'd be a blow to her ever rising self-confidence but she'd find some way to justify it. For now she would just remain blissfully unaware. "Nothing, really. Just out for a walk." Behind her head She continued to practically inhale Her food. So delicious!
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:57 pm
He paused in his writing, tapping the pen on his notebook as he leaned his head back and smiled at her. "I write about them all the time. The main character is Radcle, and he's madly in love with Talabaster, who always has his life in jeopardy. It's because it's his sad curse in life to be alone, but Radcle is out to go against the curse and prove to him that he will fight whatever spell to free him and they can be together no matter what. There are a lot of people he has to go against, but each time they are reunited, they prove more and more that they are together and made for each other." He looked down at his book, flipping back through the swirling green writing and little heart doodles to find a good part for Junko to read.
Smiling at a part he was very proud of, he looked back and then frowned. "Now don't get any stuff on it. I have to get these published one day. Can't have any words smudged." He said, noting that she was eating. Of all the things in Calder's room, his notebooks were probably the driest and cleanest things in it. He even kept them from his stapler and scissors which were always hell-bent on destroying any paper in his room.
When he was sure she wouldn't make any of the pages messy, he pointed at a paragraph before handing over his notebook. Calder's Notebook of Epic Romance His arms rippled under the strain of the chains bound about his wrists, and waster glistened down his toned chest as Helgalar McFelgin tore away his shirt and laughed.
"You have a lot of spirit for someone who's about to die!" He growled, reaching over to wrap an arm about the were-unicorns back and pull him close. The chains pulled, but even as they pulled, Talabaster did not wince.
"I am strong because I know you will be stomped like cinders before that ever happens." He shouted, giving a dashing frown as he pushed away from the vile creature.
"HA! Never!" The beast cried, but still Talabaster stood firm in his conviction. He knew that his Radcle would come for him and would never let anyone harm him. Even now, his heart burned for him like the embers of hell, and he nearly fainted at the recollection of his young stallion.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 8:38 pm
Talabaster...didn't they have a professor at this school named Alabaster? Huh. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. Talabaster was certainly an interesting name! And the story sounded very romantic. What better way to prove one's love than to never give up? Junko wasn't much for romance stories since she herself didn't think she'd ever find someone who'd be able to tolerate Her enough to be with Junko, so she didn't know much about them and was just about completely oblivious to anything involving romance, but she did know a couple things she thought to be romantic in general! She watched as he flipped through the pages, getting more and more curious. Was he really going to let her read it? Wow!
Junko nodded in understanding when Calder frowned and told her not to get anything on the pages "I'll do my best. She should be just about done, and my hair usually catches messes anyway." Much to Junko's dismay. She took the book and held it so she could read it without risking Her getting anything on it, reading the pointed out paragraph curiously.
Goodness it...was detailed, huh? She blinked and glanced at Calder when he asked her what she thought about it, smiling and nodding. "It's interesting! I've never read any romance stories before though, so I'm not sure I'm the best person to be asking these things." She admitted sheepishly, looking down at the story again. These words seemed quite passionate! Like Calder truly felt for these characters. How interesting! She wanted to read more!
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 12:18 pm
Calder wiggled in place, sitting next to Junko and gauging her reaction. He never got a chance to show too many people his stories, and he wondered if they were to par with other romance novels. He loved writing them, but sometimes he wondered if he was getting ranty or boring. As a ghoul, he expected her to know romance and read those types of stories, but he was sadly mistaken.
"You don't read romance novels? Why not? They are really wonderful and have everything you could want. Fantasy, romance, action, dramatic emotional and physical battles. It has it all and it just flies by. By the end you just want to breath out and .." he sighed a bit, thinking about some of the best stories he ever read. A minute or two passed as he was left in a dreamy state of sap bliss before he looked back to her. "You should read them. I have one or two you could borrow." In fact, he had a small library in his room. "Maybe after you read a few, you'll want to write your own. Get all the ideas you like best and play them out with the partner of your dreams." He wasn't about say boil or ghoul as he never knew with people. Best not to judge.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 5:07 pm
"I just...don't. I spend most of my time sewing." And trying to fend off Her. But all of that in one book? Wow! That sounded interesting. Junko looked from Calder to the notebook, tilting her head a bit. He really loved these stories, huh? Both writing and reading them! She let him have a minute to himself and took this moment to try flipping carefully through a few more pages, humming thoughtfully. They didn't really seem to be the kind of thing she'd read on a regular basis...but...perhaps she could try it for Calder's sake? Maybe. "Wh-what?" The partner of her dreams?
"HA!" She snorted, swallowing the food in her mouth. "Fat chance. This ghoul is so oblivious to romance, you're lucky she even understands any of what you're saying." The box was empty now and set down on the ground, picking out crumbs and bits of rice to eat them Herself. Junko frowned and opened her mouth to protest, but She interrupted her. "I doubt she'll ever understand romance." Especially if She had anything to say about it. Junko frowned deeper.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 10:16 am
Calder has been noticing something on going on with Junko's hair, but he didn't expect to hear a second voice. Surprised and curious, he perked up, and watched her head move. Something odd sure was going on here, and Calder was the type to poke around. Going to his knees, he started to crawl over to inspect the back of Junko's head, trying to get a better look. "Everyone knows romance. It's a natural feeling and even the biggest geek can turn into a bodacious harlot when she's grabbed by a pair of rough, possessive harms. She'll get it when it's right, and for now…" He smiled at Junko's face instead of the back of her head. "..she can just read up. Nice to start getting some ideas beforehand, right? Get the blood pumping and that mind full." Of course, some would say Calder was introducing her to the fine real estate that was the gutter.
While Junko flipped through his notebook, Calder reached towards the hair to get a better look. "What's up with your head? Does a little gnome live in there? Like, a teeny, tiny, itsy, bitsy, little gnome?" He asked, reaching around to move some hair about.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 7:11 pm
Junko frowned a bit as Calder seemed to get very curious about her hair. He wasn't saying anything but actions spoke louder than words and Calder was definitely making a lot of obvious actions. The way he crawled to her, his eyes trained intently on her hair and the back of her head, even if his words were still in regards to the topic of romance it was clear his mind was elsewhere. The Mistress twitched unhappily and Junko squirmed a little where she was, staring down at the book again. Though now she was blushing because of what he'd said. A...a bodacious harlot?! Rough, possessive arms?! Junko squeaked when Calder's face suddenly came into view, her cheeks burning hot pink. "I..I'm not...so sure that's a--"
"AHAHA! Junko? A BODACIOUS anything?! That's the funniest thing I've ever heard!" She cackled, balling up the end of a section of hair in a fist and slamming it against Junko in place of having anything else to hit. It didn't hurt her being only hair but she was still bothered by the laughter, the insinuation that Junko couldn't...do things even if she wanted to. The ghoul sighed. "Yeah, sure. Go ahead and give her some books! Ten seeds says she reads one chapter and shoves the books under her bed never to be seen again! Ahahahaaaaaaa!"
"What? Nuh uh! I can--"
"Oh hush you." Junko frowned.
At Calder's question Junko blinked, staring at the boil. That was a new one. No one had ever asked if she had a gnome living in her head. It was more like a troll. "No, it's a seco--wait! No, don't tou--!" As Calder reached to touch Junko's head She growled and snatched up his hand, wrapping her hair around his hand, wrist and forearm and holding it away from Junko.
"Hands off, pony boy." She growled, the moved hair revealing part of Her mouth. Junko gasped and put the notebook on her lap so she could reach up and free Calder's arm.
"I'm sorry! I'd...I'd say she isn't usually like this but that would be a lie. I'm sorry!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:20 pm
The hair made him jump back, but with his arm in custody, he looked wide-eyed at it before Junko freed him. It was the mouth that got him, and he was left stunned a moment before his ears went back. "I'm not a pony!" He spat back, before he took his newly-released hand to rubbed it. Hair didn't hurt, but he didn't like that commonly-used insult. "I'm a kelpie, Head Mouth."
After he had rubbed his shoulders a few times, he returned his interest to her head again. Nope. He wasn't finished. It would take more than that to keep him away. "Junko has things going for her that boils like. Not me personally, but I can see how pretty she is." He leaned so that his face could look at Junko. "Don't let Head Mouth beat you. Stuff a comb in there or something." He said with a grin, before leaning back to address the back of her head. A little hard to have a conversation between both of them, but he never met another mouth before.
"So can you control your hair? Can you braid it all on your own, Head Mouth?" He then tilted his head, curious. "Can people make out with the back of your head?!" That would have been weird.
Jumping all about on topics, Calder returned to look at Junko, back to their convo while he waited for Head Mouth to answer. "And you can borrow a whole stack of my books, and I'll make you have to write a review on each one to make sure you read them. The best parts are in the middle." He would know.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 6:29 pm
Of all things Calder found wrong it wasn't the fact that he was basically attacked with hair it was the fact that She called him a pony. Junko blinked, though she felt rather calmed by his answer. She couldn't help but smile as he corrected Her, giggling softly to herself. He wasn't mad, that was very good! She obviously wasn't giving the people here enough credit; she needed to stop assuming everyone was going to hate her for Her. Some students had really surprised her though! She thought for sure Nuk was going to beat her up for Her attacking him, so she was eternally grateful for that. Not that she would ever admit that to him or anyone. Never. "Isn't a kelpie a horse? What the hell does it matter?"
"Shush. Kelpies are more respectable than an average pony or horse." They would kill you. She'd seen it in detention! That had been scary. She blushed as Calder continued on with the subject about herself and boils, turning her head so she could look at him with embarrassed disbelief. Like Hell she had things that boils liked! R..right? "But I'm not! I..I hardly..!" She wasn't curvaceous like most of her friends! She wasn't strong and powerful like Riley, she wasn't as..persuasive as Sin or Yaya, she wasn't as popular...what did she have going for her?! Nothing! Really! The Mistress smirked, pleased that despite everything Junko at least still had that glimmer of self esteem issues. Good, good. There was still hope to correct this mess.
"Quit calling me 'Head Mouth!' I have a name! I am The Mistress." She huffed, glad that Junko was too busy being flustered to pay attention to Calder's suggestion to gag Her with a comb. Honestly! Why was everyone against Her!? Ugh! "And yes, I control the hair. Though sometimes Junko has rare moments where she is able to bend it to her own will..otherwise, it's all me. I suppose I could if I wanted to, but I would rather be free all the time. Junko and her wretched friends insist on gagging me and braiding her hair whenever they can." She grumbled, clearly displeased by this. At the suggestion of 'making out' they both made a sound of dismay. "EUGH! What?! No!"
"Why would anyone want to do that?!" Junko cried, a hand on her cheek and looking like the very idea of someone making out with Her would make her sick. Ugh! So gross! She was more likely to bite their face off!
R-reviews?! What?! Junko's blush returned. "A-are you serious?" But she couldn't! She just couldn't!
...What did he mean by 'best parts'?
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 7:25 pm
Knowing that this was going to take some listing, Calder set his pencil and things aside to address some issues. He flexed his fingers a bit, and then wondered how many he would have to count, and decided he'd just see where he went. "First off..." He pointed one finger down to another. "....a kelpie IS completely different than a horse. While we may share mannerisms and a language wtih each other, we are a different species all together and hold a rich culture. We are not domesticated animals and how certain rules and morals that horses do not."
He pointed to his second finger. "A PONY means I'm a kid, and I'm not a kid. I'm clearly much older than a little colt. So there." He stuck out his tongue at Junko's hair.
On to the third finger. "While that might be your name, I'm not calling ANYONE Mistress. I'll just call you Ms. M for short unless you have a nickname or just feel like being called something else like Suzy or Janice. Oh, or Berantha. That's what I'm thinking of calling one of my future children." He looked down to figure out what point he was on, then pointed to his fourth finger. "And Junko, you are pretty. There is always someone for someone else, and at this very moment, that someone is going to set eyes on you and think you are pretty. Even more than pretty. They will fall in love with you." He said this was a strong seriousness that said he believed every word of it.
Now, to another issue and luckily the last one because he didn't know how you listed off when you ran out of fingers. What did people with fins do or with claws? "And why wouldn't you want to to read my books? They are from much better writers than me with many different places and characters and situations not to mention the struggle of conflicting emotions until those final moments, in the greatest need, the world darkens and shows just how they had been wrong all this time..." He trialed off a bit to clasp both hands, look up, and give a very big sigh. It seemed Calder had stepped out a moment to just melt at all the mountains of novels he had read and flip through some of the best parts in his head.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 2:41 pm
The Mistress didn't seem to care about anything Calder was saying, in fact it might have been safe to say she ignored it. A horse is a horse. Does it look like a horse? Does it smell like a horse? Well, maybe a wet one. Then it's a Jackdamned horse! Junko frowned, not wanting to say anything to upset Calder further. It was a good thing she'd never seen his natural form or Junko wouldn't be able to stop herself from calling him a pretty pony.
Don't judge her.
"I have no other 'nickname'. I am The Mistress." She huffed, clearly insulted by all the suggestions Calder was making. Berantha?! How atrocious! Ugh! If he even tried to call her any of those names she would just...! There would be no holding her back! None! Junko looked up when she heard Calder say her name, blushing again at the compliment. S-stop that! She wasn't pretty...she wasn't! Her hair wasn't long enough, she had been conditioned practically all her life to believe herself to be nothing. She was nothing. It didn't matter what she did...these friends she was gaining, they would leave her when she proved just how terrible it was to be her friend. Her heart skipped a beat as he continued on however, blushing even more and putting her hands on her cheeks as she tried poorly to hide it. She turned her head away, rubbing her cheeks now.
"Th..thank you, Calder." She'd thank him if it meant he'd stop. It was actually making her uncomfortable. Junko looked at Calder again when the topic of reading his books resumed, pursing her lips and looking off to the side. Ehhhh...while she had enjoyed reading Calder's story something in her gut told her that Calder's books...weren't quite like the excerpt she had read...
Junko bit down the end of her thumb, getting a little more nervous over this idea. "I...I guess I could try..?" Try being the key word here.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 5:40 pm
"Alright, Miss M. I hear ya." He said, smiling at the idea of teasing a head mouth. Mistress was fun, but he'd have to make sure not to reach out for her head anytime soon. She'd probably take his hand off. Even from this angle, he felt he might have seen teeth.
Turning, he scooted so he was now looking more at Junko, smiling. "Don't just try. Read. Reading makes you smart, even with these things. It also helps give you the best ideas about romance. I bet you have lots of fantasies and I bet I can list a whole bunch of stories with dreams like 'em." He scooted a little closer. "So Junko. What gets you all flustered? I bet you have dreams about some handsome boil and what you always wanted him to do to you?"
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