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 Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 5:48 pm
"We better get going." Vanissha pokes Ronan out of habbit.
"Hey don't forget the thing we are doing after school! It's important!"
Then she turned to leave for her first class.
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 6:06 pm
"Let's go Dash, we must to get to class on time." Roswell wondered why his friend was looking so amused... Was it something to do with Melody? "I can't explane since I don't have an answer, but i'll talk to you more at lunch." He knew she was feeling shocked, they were, all he could do was comfort her. "Sit with me I'll save you a seat." *BeBeep!* Max signaled that he's received a message from Draconia, he knew this since her holographic image appeared. He frowned as it was a text message. Reading still was NOT his best subject, but Drake as his tutor, had to challenge him. "Great..." It would take him the better half of the school day to decipher this text. Unless.... "MAX? What's the text message say." BEEP BEEPP! "No MAX, I wont get in trouble if you tell me! It's not Homework or an exam. It's just a text message." *BEEP BEEP Be-EEP.* "Thanks! OK, I'll just text her back. Please tell her:" He verbally spoke to MAX his message, who then put it all in writing for him. "Yes, Right After School. Please and Thank You. xd " He also inserted a smiley face, as this was a standard to every test that was ever written on this planet as one must understand the emotion of the message via a smile. IT was also the reason he hated Texts! They took the feelings out of the voice. They certainly were not a face way to communitcate to him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:51 am
Layla sat in the Advanced Art class, curled atop the small stood at the work table that she had previously shared with her beast friend, Kai. Now she turned her head to glance slightly at the now abandoned chair that he had sat in before shocking the entirety of the school to join this mysterious circus.
Why now, all of a sudden? And why without any form of word to her or any of his other friends -- including his own cousin, Melody Nocturna?
Add to that the third member of their little 'Art Triad', Nero, had joined the circus as well, and the pangs of loneliness grew to hurt all the more. Although her mother believed it would have been far more proper for a Lamia princess to make more ghoulfriends, Layla's love for art and Nero and Kai's mutual affection for the subject had drawn her to them, purely as friends and nothing more. They were both special friends, the two students she had grown closest to ever since she had first started here at Monster High -- and now they were both gone.
She looked back to the project in front of her, a clay sculpture. Working with clay had always been her favorite form of art, much like painting and sketching was for Kai. The mound of wet clay had been shaped and molded over the course of the class, where one side resembled the face of Kai, the other side appeared as Nero's.
She pushed the project aside and sighed, resting her clay soaked hand on her cheek.
She missed them both terribly.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 9:13 am
"Grump. Gruuuuuuump." Atomica made sure everymonster she ran into at school knew exactly what emotion subroutines were running in her positronic brain today. She was grumpy for several reasons.
Reason 1: Lin was still at the circus.
Reason 2: Other monsters kept leaving to go to the circus, despite it being totally lame and stupid and whatever.
Reason 3: Gryff was in a bad mood because Lin was gone and Byff was coming back in town for some interview thingie.
Reason 4: Lab in Mad Science today with her partner, Ronan 'I never met an experiment I couldn't make totally boring' Aalto.
"Grr. Arg." Atomica made creepy fingers at Eyera in the hallway as she headed to Mad Science. She was totally not looking forward to this. She would have started slamming books and doors except Mr. Hack took that sort of thing as a 'disruption to class' and handed out Deadtention without any sort of consideration for a sensitive ghoul's conflicted teen feelings. Atomica walked in and scanned for her horrible, mean, rude, boring lab partner.
"Huh. File Not Found." Atomica looked around again. Everyone else seemed to be present. She walked up to Mr. Hack's desk.
"Mister Hackington, where is my lab partner? I can't do a two-monster lab project without a partner. That simply does not compute." Mister Hack tossed down the butcher knife he had been fiddling with and looked around his classroom. He looked down at some papers on his desk to see if Ronan was supposed to be gone.
"'E're now, it looks like he's got an unhexcused absence! Saturday make-up for him!" Mr. Hack cackled as he moved over to lock the Mad Science door, but ran into Mr. Mummy as he did. "Oi! Watch where your bandages are hanging!"
"Terribly sorry, old bean," Mr. Mummy apologized. "But I was hoping to find one of my students. Is Ronan Aalto in your class? He missed Clawculus and I want to find out why."
"Nope, 'e's gone!" Mr. Hack shrugged and slammed the door in Mr. Mummy's face. "Now. Acids and bases-"
"NOOOOOOO!" Atomica started freaking out. She knew HEXACTLY what had just happened.
"Miss Servo! Sit down! Are you malfunctioning?!" Mr. Hack put his hands over his ears.
"I AM NOT! You're malfunctioning! He's malfunctioning! The WHOLE CREEPING WORLD IS MALFUNCTIONING! Don't you see?" Atomica grabbed Mr. Hack by his apron straps. "My lab partner has quit school to join the circus! It's the ONLY hexplanation! We need to get together a posse - no - an INQUISITION to invade the circus and take all our students back!"
"An inquisition?!" Mr. Hack sputtered.
"YES! NOBODY WOULD EXPECT A CIRCUS INQUISITION!" Atomica shouted, throttling Mr. Hack back and forth with each syllable.
"Miss-Servo-if-you-do-not-remove-your-hands-from-me-this-instant-you-will-have-deadtention-for-the-rest-of-your-half-life!" Mr. Hack gasped out as Atomica finally released him. He bobbled back and forth a couple more times before taking two steps away and glowering down at the ghoul.
"Go to the Headmistress's office immediately, Miss Servo! You are clearly malfunctioning massively. In fact...you! Take her there!" Mr. Hack pointed at Cy Clops, who gave a small squeak and then nodded.
"I AM NOT MALFUNCTIONING! IT'S THE CIRCUS'S FAULT! THE CIRRRRRCUUUUUUUS-" Atomica shrieked as Cy led her out. The entire class held their breath and let it out as Atomica's ponytail disappeared out the door.
Mr. Hack cleared his throat.
"Now. Acids and bases-"
"TRAPEZES ARE LAME! LAAAAAAAAME-" Atomica poked her head in and shouted one last time before Cy started dragging her to the Headmistress's office.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 10:35 am
Jewels merrily spent art class covering anything she did in an array of glittery sparkly things, though with her glitzy assemblage supplies dangerously low she'd had to beg and borrow from a charming goo ghoul. Even though she had supplies, she didn't feel right about using them as liberally as she would her own, it just didn't feel right and she sighed at her half finished work. It needed more glam, had the art store gotten in that shimmering thread she'd ordered... But no, that rude new ghoul wouldn't even check out back. She knew Kai would have, he was always polite and... charming.
Why'd he have to up and join the circus? Why were so many monsters doing the same? She couldn't think of anything worse than the bright lights of the big top, glaring down, blinding her sensitive eyes. No sir, the circus was, as far as Jewels was concerned, NOT the place to be.
Her attention drifted and she caught out of the corner of her eye Kai's face, her heart raced for a moment but no... she realised quickly it was just clay. Expertly rendered clay, but still just clay. She sighed deeply and smiled softly to the artist. She'd never quite had the courage to approach the snake ghoul before, but today she looked just as lonely and forlorn as Jewels felt.
"Your work is... incredible." She enthused, her face was covered in glitter as was the area around her. She looked sympathetic. "you miss him don't you?" The other face, she recognised as the other boo often around her. Had he upped and left to? poor thing, no wonder she was so sad!
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 3:35 pm
A loud shouting from the corridors made Ascreama look up from her origoomi crafting with a some-what amused look upon her face "I wonder what's set on fire this time?" She asked aloud. The tiny gnome guy in the seat next to her hopped away from his painting, still covered up to his shoulders in paint, and looked up at her. "Goosip in the halls is your boyfriend hasn't been showing up to classes today!"
The shock made the blob jump backwards in her seat "WHAT?! What do you mean Ronan's not been in class?" Her mind raced, with all these students disappearing to the circus made her overly cautious when any monster showed signs of acting out of character.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 3:42 pm
"Thank you. I appreciate your kind words."
Layla sat up straighter, as befitting what her mother would wish, and stared at the sculpture. She tilted her head just a bit to the side to examine the piece and then turned away, looking down at nothing in particular.
"I do. I miss them both terribly. Its not often that I make such friends. Kai and Nero?" She smiled briefly. "Neither cared that I am of royal blood. They treated me as they would treat anyone else. A friend. An equal."
She looked up and shook her head.
"I just do not understand."
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 5:24 pm
"Yes...a seat," she repeated softly.
Now the ballad she planned to write for Roswell seemed to pop out of her head in an instant, like a bubble from an undersea chest.
But her chest was anything but bubbly, all she could do now was go to class and pay attention, because that was she was focused on right?
Yes, grades. That was her priority. Not boos or her cousin running off again, grades.
"A seat....I'll see you around Roswell," she mumbled as she turned to go to class.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 3:26 am
Jewels smiled softly. "You are lucky to have such dear friends. They always seemed gneiss" She shook her head. "Have you spoken to them since they left? " Something seemed to occur to her and she held out a glittery hand to the other ghoul. "I'm Jewels by the way."
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 12:03 pm
Marceline walked into school, clutching her Dead Languages book to her chest. She hadn't talked to anyone but Tori for a few days, especially about what happened between her and Dashner in the Uncommon Room... She was still upset with him over what he'd said, but with everyone around her dropping off to join this circus, she was worried about truly losing her beastie this time, should he decide to follow suit. Looking for him in the crowd, she spotted him talking to Roswell and decided to go apologize, while she still could.
"Hey, Dash." Marceline said, meekly. "C-can I talk to you a moment?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 12:29 pm
Dashner haulted and turned around to Marceline. He looking into her eyes with a straight face. 'Could this be a trick?' He thought to himself. He managed to, finally, give her his normal smile.
"Yo, Marcie. Sure, why not? I'm always late for class anyway." He gave an awkward laugh and winked.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 12:39 pm
Marceline motioned for them to step aside somewhere slightly less-crowded. Clearing her throat, she felt the fangxiety tying knots in her stomach as she tried to put her words in the right order.
"Okay," Marceline bit her bottom lip. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the way I've been actin' lately. I've just been... distracted, I guess. What with work and school and..." Rorrim, she chose not to say aloud. "... and that's just not fair to you. You're s'pposed to be my beast friend, and I haven't been treatin' you like one... I'm really sorry, Dash."
She braced herself for what he might say next....
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 12:50 pm
Dashner looked at the ground and nodded, thinking about what to say next.
"I thank you that you take the time to apologize... I'm sorry for blaming you for being late. I just thought you seriously ditched me for Rory."
He looked up with another straight face. "And that's seemed highly probable lately..." He let out a sigh.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 12:52 pm
"I am sorry, Atomica, but there is simply nothing I can do." The Headless Headmistress looked down at her automaton student, hooked up to the computer on the Headmistress's desk as it ran a scan on her systems. "If students wish to abscond from Monster High to join the circus, they are free to do so."
"WHAT?!" Atomica nearly shrieked, jumping up. The orgre running the scan gave her an angry grunt and she sat back down. "That SO does not compute! Why would the school let kids just up and join a stupiddumb circus?! Why isn't Mr. Hack over there with a lasso, or a cattle prod, or something, herding them back here?!"
"Well, actually, it dates back to the inception of Monster High..." The Headmistress put her head back on and pulled open a large, dusty book labeled 'School Charter. "On the 13th day of the 13th year, Monster High broke ground and the 13 families each sent 13 representatives to commemorate the event. However, even when the school was first conceived of, the idea of monsters all living together and learning in harmony was....controversial, and I found it difficult to find teachers who were willing to aid in my cause. It led to some...unfortunate choices."
The Headmistress showed Atomica a page with a picture of the first Creature Faculty of Monster High and shook her head sadly at one particularly fat, grouchy-looking witch.
"What does that have to do with the circus?" Atomica queried, not really interested in a history lesson.
"Some of our original teachers came from the grease-and-spotlight set, actually. They were more open to the idea of different types all working together, just like they had in the 3 ring circuses across the world." Headmistress pointed out a scaled-skin lady on the far left of the picture. "Miss Croque Dile was well-known in the normie and monster world alike for her work in the circus. And when the school charter was drafted, she and other circus-bound monsters requested that a caveat be put in that whenever anyone at the school, Creature or student, needed to take time off to perform in the circus, it would be allowed. And so it was, and so it still is."
Headmistress closed the school charter as Atomica gaped.
"That's IT? It's okay for all these students to quit and leave because some scaley old ghoul from a billion years ago wanted some more time in the spotlight? That is SO BOGUS!" Headmistress held up a hand and checked the computer monitor.
"Looks like your diagnostic has come up clean, Atomica. You are free to go back to class. However, do try to keep your next emotional outburst from being quite so much in the face of your teachers. And..." The Headmistress paused and looked Atomica right into her LCD eyes. "Although the school can do nothing if the students wish to leave here and join a circus, that certainly does not mean that the student bodies cannot do anything about it."
Atomica wasn't sure how to respond to that, so she unhooked herself and left to go to her next class.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 1:02 pm
Marceline laughed nervously... considering that was EXACTLY what she had been doing! The last thing she wanted to do was admit that, but she got a feeling it may be time to confess her true feelings about Rory to her beast friend...
"Of course not!" Marceline lied. "I'd never flat out spurn you for Rorrim! ... But I mean... supposin' I did fancy the boo, it wouldn't matter now would it? You'd still be my beastie, after all! heheh..."
Marceline immediately felt uncofmortable, and felt a flush of heat in her cheeks.
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