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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 3:50 pm
Melody Nocturna "And I hope you don't mind me asking this either but, do you mind me taking off your glasses so I can see how dilated your pupils are?"
What was dilate anyway?
Shad shook his head and glanced up and around..."Um... it's a little bright in here soul sister, as in the lights, I mean." He fidgeted, almost embarrassed to admit. "Light, kinda sorta hurts the peepers..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 4:00 pm
Lin scrambled to his feet, dusting his "work clothes" aka bib overalls off. Of course Lin couldn't see his cheek so h had no idea the cute band aid Cassandra had just stuck to him so he did not object.
"Thanks lass! I'll be fine! Gremlins are the resilient sort! We ... we... !"Lin's jaw almost hit the ground at the words uttered from Harry!"You... called Gryff a LOSER!? All right! That's it!"Lin spit into his palms, rubbed them together and put up his 'dukes'."Put `em up!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 4:05 pm
"Oh, I'm sorry! I understand, I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Melody comprehended the situation and smiled in understanding, of course a shadow being couldn't look too much into the light. How silly of her. "Well, do you hurt any where else on your head? Should we go see the school nurse just in case? You don't look too hurt, but we could go just to be sure."
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 4:20 pm
Cassandra gasped putting a hand over her mouth "HOW DARE YOU! YOU COWARD!!!" She snapped "Gryff is anything but a loser!!!" her usual smile shifted to one of rage. "you must have hit your head tumbling over here" She was quick to defend her long time crush. Trying to ignore the fact that Essi had said three not four. That when people say 'the trouble tribe' Cassie wasn't included. Despite the fact that she only hung out with the three. She even has her own space in the lair! Okay it's a corner but it's still hers! No bloody else at school could say that....yet she was always cut out
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 8:07 am
Harry Herne "It's the punishment I deserve for Woestock. Evil hexes and violence....I'm no better than my old monster. I failed the fearstival and the BOJANGLES."
And how could he think he failed the BOJANGLES? BOJANGLES stood for 'Boisterous, Outstanding, and Jaunty Androids Need to be Granted Liberty Extra Soon,' and fangs to Atomic and the RIP performing at Woestock, she felt like she, a Boisterous and Outstanding Jaunty Android had lots of hextra liberty right now.
If these things were somehow a failure, then whatever Harry's original goals were for Woestock must be in error. If the original goals were not in error (and how could they be), then Harry's current actions made no logical sense. The feedback loop was starting to overheat Atomica's hard drive."Screeeeeeeowwwwww!" Atomica let out an ear-piercing shrieky sound. Smoke was starting to pour out of her audio receptors. "Explain! Explain!"She turned to Harry as her overheating alarm started going off."Explain the logic fail! Woestock was a success - therefore the fearstival was not failed. BOJANGLES was a success - therefore YOU did not fail. Explain where failure occurred!"Atomica nearing a circular logic error redirected Lin's attention handily, and he immediately forgot about attempting to fight a monster 3 feet taller than himself. "Grab her!" He told Cassie, and the two little monsters started dragging the glitching Atomica out of the creepateria. "She's going to need a hard reboot!""ERROR! ERROR! TOTAL LOGIC FAIL!" Atomica informed everymonster she passed as she was dragged out of the Creepateria.
Soon, only Gryff remained of the Trouble Tribe. He was facing off across from Harry.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 9:36 am
"And three...two...one - HOP!" Rory and Glen were not paying attention to the meltdown drama going on near the Trouble Tribe corner. This was because they were attempting every counter-charm either one of them knew to reverse the body swap curse. "Did that do it?!"
"Nope."
So far, there had been no success. The last counter-charm, which Glen assured Rory worked all the time in Oz, involved standing back-to-back, linking arms, and hopping on one foot at the same time. No matter what they did, they seemed stuck in the wrong bodies.
It was probably fortunate that Harry Herne and the Trouble Tribe were attracting everyone's attention.
"Okay...so what about the Le Fey maneuver? I've heard that counter-charm got her out of more than one scrape." Rory racked his brain for other counter-charms to try. Glen tapped his (Rory's) chin while he thought.
"Doesn't that one involve jumping in a lake?" Glen asked. "Even if it works, my body would end up a green slimy puddle! Why would I want to go back into that?!"
"Right, right..." Rory nodded. So that one was out. "Okay, then, how about Hey Diddle Diddle? That's a counter-charm that ALWAYS works."
"It's daytime. You can't fly over the moon unless the moon is out." Glen replied, which made a scary amount of sense. "Do you know any others?"
"Not off the top of my head." Rory admitted, hanging his head. A mirror witch who was short on cryptic knowledge was a bit of a failure.
"Well, at least we've eliminated a bunch of duds!" Glen replied brightly. "Each one that doesn't work is one closer we are to a charm that DOES work!"
"You're right." Rory nodded resolutely. They couldn't give up now. "There's only one place to go in a situation like this. To the libury!"
"TO THE LIBURY!" Glen replied, and the two of them marched out of the Creepateria...much to Chase Q's confusion.
Chase scratched his head.
"Woah. Those two take cramming for hexams SERIOUSLY."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 10:00 am
Harry Herne "There are two kinds of people: sheep and sharks. Anyone who is a sheep is loser. You're a sheep. I'm a shark. Sharks are winners, and they don't look back because they have no necks. Necks are for sheep.
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Or something." " I see you've been reading Grym Rand. How fitting. It's easy to stomp on little monsters if you don't have the guts to look back and see the damage." Nevermind that nearby, Lin was half-crushed under Atomica as he tried to push her out of the creepeteria. Lin was resilient, it wasn't technically possible to crush him. Or blow him up, or decapitate him, or incinerate him.
Gryff gestured his head sideways ever so slightly to Cassandra, not as little a Lin but still barely pushing belt-height." Gonna stomp on her too? Adding dudebro to your growing list of faults? Don't answer that, we can't actually trust any of the corpseperate doublespeak you spew anyway. If you need to speak with us, I'm sure you'll send your secretary will will write a memo." And with that, Gryff turned on his hoof, grabbed his coffee and walked away.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 10:16 am
Layla swallowed as she watched Gryff March himself across the creepateria, possibly intending to leave to follow his Tribe. Well! It was now or never!"Excussee me Gryff?"She slid up before him, holding up the skull with names."If you were going to join us for my Holiday Ball, would you care to draw a name for the Secret Santa Claws?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 3:25 pm
"Oh thank the stars..." Essi whispered. She didn't have to use her spe--song.
Despite Atomica malfunctioning...no one got hurt! Yet after that ordeal..this manster still didn't know when to give up. She could respect a silent mouth but this was just. . .pointless. She shook her head and went toward Harry.
"Please reconsider your words next time, I will no longer persist this...delicate matter...good day." She gave a small wave, knowing quite well she was no big help. This is fine. She's at Monster High for learning anyway.
Essi walked tall and dignified as she put this behind her. A couple stares didn't bother her. Whispers couldn't faze her. She was on her way to accept Miss Draconia's invitation to join her to sit. One thing first. . .maybe she could participate in something more...nonviolent? Walking toward Layla while munching some cookies from her astral pouch. ~~
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 3:50 pm
Melody Nocturna "Well, do you hurt any where else on your head? Should we go see the school nurse just in case? You don't look too hurt, but we could go just to be sure."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2015 9:22 pm
"Groovy werechick?" Melody blushed a pale pink and looked down at her knees with a smile, sure she didn't understand much of what he said but she was able to understand somewhat. He really thought her eyes were pretty? "Well, I'm sure your- erm, 'orbs' are pretty, um, 'groovy' themselves." What was she saying? Orbs? Groovy? Sure Shad was able to say words like that, but not herself. She felt herself blush harder but this time in embarrassment. "Er- what I'm trying to say is, um," she looked back up at Shad, "that, I'm sure your eyes are very pretty, and um, I'd like to see them sometime..." Oh ghoul, resurrect me now. She thought to herself, dying of embarrassment, I'd like to see your eyes sometime? What is that? She kept a nervous smile as she brushed her hair behind her ear.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 4:27 pm
Harry sighed heavily and trudged out of the creeperteria. He had no idea what a Grym Rand and a dudebro were and he was no mood to puzzle them out. Not only did he fail at Woestock but now the very idea of his failure cause Atomica to seize up and claim that it wasn't a failure. He couldn't even remember what Essi had said to him. Maybe he should transfer to a corpserate business school...
"Total bummer."
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 10:57 pm
"I'm so glad you decided to join us for lurch, Maudlin!" Toralei purred mischievously as Marceline sat at her table. Purrsephone and Meowlody, one on each side of the orange werecat, giggled to themselves.
"It's Marceline..." Marceline corrected. "And... y'are?"
"Sure... you see, I'm a fan of the Ghostly Gossip... nothing tickles my whiskers quite like a good scandal! And your dram-uhh with Rory is the talk of the school!"
"Y'say that like it's somethin' I'm happy about..." She tipped the brim of her hat down over her eyes.
"And why shouldn't you be?" Toralei twirled a lock of her red hair around a pointed claw. "I mean, everymonster in this school knows your name now, especially after your performance at Woestock! You're one of the most eligible ghouls at Monster High!"
Marceline picked up her head, peering at Toralei through her bangs. "I... I am?"
"You sure are... So my question is..." A sinister grin twisted across Toralei's face as she launched into the first phase of her plan. "Why is such a catch like you still letting a no-bluddy boo like Rory Bludworth haunt you? You're a force to be reckoned with, Mascarpone--"
"Marceline."
"Whatever! You should be walking these halls, your skull held high! You're practically a ghoulebrity, nomonster should make you feel like you're invisible!"
".... y'know what Toralei, y'right. If Rory hasn't noticed how fab'lous I am by now, he ain't never gonna!" Marceline rose from the table. "It's time I go and get what I deserve! Thanks, Toralei!
As Marceline practically strutted out of the creepateria, the werecat twins turned their puzzled gazes to Toralei.
"I'm not sure what that's supposed to have accomplished..."
"Just wait and see." Toralei grinned.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:46 am
Shad was so busy twiddling his fingers that he had almost missed part of what Melody had just said -- almost! His head shot up so fast his glasses went flying across the creepateria, skidding across the floor and into -- well who knew where?"Aw come ON!" He moaned, squinting his eyes almost all of the way shut and shielding them from the overhead track lighting with his hand. "Just when I was so totally going to be suave and debonscaire by saying maybe you could see my groovy orbs at the dance should I escort you and then THAT goes and happens!"If Melody chose to look close enough, he really did have pretty eyes. Pitch black (hello! shadow monster, duh!) with red for the irises.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:58 am
As she waited for Gryff to not just pry his usual glare away from the retreating form of Harry, but also to draw a name from the skull, she found her thoughts wandering away from her in a classic torment of "What if?"
Did she dare? Did she dare do what she was contemplating? As a royal, it would be unheard of for her to make this move. How would her mother react -- in more ways than one? And in front of all of these boos and ghouls? The boomiliation if he were to answer in the negative! The emscarassment! Still, she was royal -- lamia royal at that! And as such, she could not allow herself to not do something simply out of fear.
Layla cleared her throat, "Ahem, Gryff?"He tore his stare away from Harry and back to her -- that disarming, unnerving stare..."Um... since it would appear you are coming to my Ball anyway, and if you have no plans to the contrary -- perhaps you would, I mean, you might consent -- to be my escort?"One could practically hear the screech of a vinyl record coming to a abrupt halt --
Silence suddenly reigned supreme in the creepateria as heads by the dozens turned to stare wide eyed...
Lin grunted as Cassandra accidentally released Atomica from her grasp and the automaton collapsed on the diminutive gremlin ...
Was that steam coming from out of Astrid's ears?
Spectra swept in with her camera and snapped a quick flash!
Layla Lamia just asked Gryff to the Winter Ball!?
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