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 Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 10:09 pm
Slightly earlier...
In the Boo's bat-room, the male escapee deadtention students were finishing up their business. It was easy to tell that these student bodies weren't reformed because they absolutely WEREN'T washing their hands.
Sooooo evil!
The Nachzehrer, the Dybbuk and the One-eyed-one-horned-flying-purple-people-eater were admiring themselves in the school mirror.
"Man, I'm hungry....you think the school has any.....purple people?!" The one-horned creature licked his teeth with a forked tongue.
"Probably, I-hey! Dis mirror's broken!" The Nachzehrer waved his arms up and down, but his reflection resolutely refused to move, crossing its arms and shaking its head at them in disapproval.
"It's not broken you idjit, you just forgot how to mirror!" The Dybbuk shoved the Nachzerher. Still, the Nachzerher reflection shook it's head at them.
"You guys are idiots." It said, and then reached out to grab them.
"Augh! Run!" The Purple People Eater shouted, but it was too late. They were being pulled through the glass, into a wild, dizzying and disorienting space between mirrors.
In another second...
The mirror in Glen's hands sparked to life.
"No, Rory! Wrong mirror!" Glen shouted, but it was too late. The three male spooks appeared in the catacombs, instead of in the deadtention room as Glen had wanted. The Purple People Eater looked around and growled.
"SCATTER, BOOS! No way I'm going back to listening to Mr. Rotter's Eternal Lecture!"
And with that, they each took off through separate tunnels. On his way to get as far away from Deadtention as possible, Percy Purplepeopleeater ran past a Peryton and a Mothman.
"Outta my way, non-purple beings!" He shouted, without putting on the brakes long enough to hear the Peryton yell at him.
Back in the cavern, Glen fumed as Rory appeared out of the mirror.
"Sorry, Glen. I wasn't paying enough attention to what you were saying before and got things wrong. Porting that many monsters that quickly makes it hard for me to target things."
"It's all right, Rory." Glen replied. "Now we just have to track them all down before they cause any problems."
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 10:41 pm
Ronan Aalto Ronan rolled his eyes. "Come on!" He headed off the way the other monster had come.
Atomica made a low, beeping noise that in a meat-creature would have probably been a whimper. This all felt very, VERY familiar to her. They were heading deeper into the catacombs - so deep that her wi-fi signal had cut out."You don't even know where we're going!" Atomica complained at Ronan, who rubbed the bridge of his nose."That's the POINT, isn't it!" He stated at her. It wasn't a question. If they were going to be forced to hexplore, hexplore they would. "Just don't screw up your part and keep track of where we've been so we can get back out once we find something worth writing a paper about.""I'm not screwing anything up!" Atomica protested."You screw EVERYTHING up!" Ronan shot back.
"What?! I SO do not!" Atomica replied. The stress of being down this deep in the Catacombs was wearing her patience thin, and Ronan's cruddy attitude wasn't helping things. "I am the beast at everything I try to do because I always do my beast!""You're a glitchy pest who nearly cost me a passing grade at mid-terms, got me covered in chrome polish on a Saturday, and you're always, CONSTANTLY bothering me with your yammering on and on and on about things I don't care about!" Ronan responded, nearly crumpling his map in his fist."I AM NOT GLITCHY!" Atomica shot back, her eyes as wide as dinner plates. "And I talked Mr. Hack OUT of you getting deadtention he was going to give you AND helped you polish the chrome on his car, I'M the one who built the motor for our mid-term project and I THOUGHT. YOU. LIKED. MY. STORIES!" "No monster likes your stories. Why can't you just...be quiet and do something useful. Like a toaster?" Ronan asked. Atomica let out a hugely offended gasp."You're comparing me to a TOASTER?!" She managed to choke out."No. A toaster at least gives me toast. I like toast." Ronan replied. Without noticing what he was doing, the torch he was holding touched the tip of his map. It ignited immediately, and burned into ashes in mere moments. "And now look what you made me do! You're so irritating!"
"You....I didn't....you just..." Atomica stammered. "YOU ARE SO-wait. What was that?"Atomica was distracted from what was ramping up to be an epic tantrum fangs to the sound of two other monsters talking up ahead.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2014 3:25 pm
"Boy, that outfit-changing power is pretty handy!" Kai commented to Arillena as they stepped into the Catacombs. "If I had that, deciding what to wear in the morning wouldn't be a torturous, time-consuming decision." Kai looked at his iCoffin as he and Arillena walked down the long, spiraling stone stairways into the catacombs and raised his eyebrow."I think Harry's going to be one of those friends that I 'unfollow' on Fiercebook..." In rapid succession, a bunch of bizarre messages came from Harry, capping up with a video closeup of his eyeball."Maybe he's going for some sort of avant garde performance art?" Kai speculated. He quickly texted a note back to Harry.Harry Herne To: Harry Herne Arillena and I are down in the catacombs. Join us if ur nearby!
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 1:15 am
Rorrim Rory Bludworth "It's all right, Rory." Glen replied. "Now we just have to track them all down before they cause any problems." The Shtriga, a young ghoul who resembled more closely an old hag, hurried along the dark corridor, a small glow of amber light in her hand, the better to help light the way. Yes, Shtrigas were distantly related to witches and thus, had some ties to 'dark magic' which was what usually got them into trouble in the first place. She stepped out into an open area of the catacombs, looking for an exit, when a green and red blur shot by her from the mouth of the tunnel. "Ladies first!" Glen called out merrily and the Shtriga screeched in annoyance. "Oh will you two little pests go bother someone else!" Te Shtriga screamed and she threw a minor hex towards them but as with what happened with the swamp witch, Hagetha, the spell struck Rory and deflected and came right back at her! "Eek!" Yes, she really went 'eek' and dove out of the way of her own jinx, coming up and Glen, with Rory holding onto his for dear unlife on the flying skateboard, started circling her in rapid succession. And of course, that gave Glen an idea. "Here! let me have that Ror!" Glen said as he took the compact from his cousin's hand. "Keep her busy!""Keep her busy?" Rory asked. "How am I going tooooOOWWHOA!!!!"Rory's shriek sounded off as Glen jumped off of his skateboard -- AND LEFT RORY STILL ON IT!! "GLENNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!" Rory yelled, flaying his arms but spinning around the Shtriga faster and faster! Of course, Rory had nothing really to worry about -- REALLY! The skateboard was magically protected to keep anyone riding it from falling off. A little added protection from Aunty Glinda. The Shtriga stared in wide eyed awe at Rory who was circling her and closing in and Glen let out a whistle, "Catch!"Glen tossed the compact to the ghastly ghoul and she spun around and by instinct alone, caught it in her claws. "Trick shot!" Glen yelled and he twirled his wand and a little jet of rainbow magic flew out -- AT RORY -- deflected off of him -- and zapped the Shtriga back into the mirror she was holding! ... And the mirror in the Maximum Security Deadtention room came to unlife with a red glow and the ghoul flew out and landed at one of the desks -- and a chain immediately fastened around her ankle. "NOOOO!!!"... And back in the cavern, Rory (somehow) managed to bring the skateboard to a screeching halt. "Way to go Rorester!" Glen clapped his cousin on the back. "We got her!"Panting, sucking in his breath (and shaking), Rory looked at Glenn and gave a shaky thumbs up.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 11:08 am
Elsewhere in the Catacombs, far off in the super, duper, secret hideaway known as 'the Lair' -- affectionately nicknamed by, who else -- good ol' Gryff -- a project of super important magnitude was taking place!
The Lair was still yet cluttered and filled to capacity with all of the goodies Lin and Atomica had procured at Best Boo during a chopping spree on Bleak Frightday. Boxes were piled to the very ceiling of the cavern, and tucked away in more than a few hidey holes that were adjoined to this little secret hangout used by the Trouble Tribe.
Lin had on his safety goggles and a propane torch was lit, and sparks flew as he continued his task, paying no mind to the sounds he heard from somewhere nearby, outside of the lair. He paused just long enough to have a sip of lemoanade, then pushed the torch aside (still lit!) and picked up a band saw and switched it on and started cutting. The saw was ear splitting and the acoustics of the cavern only amplified it, but it didn't bother him, nor his companion who was also in the Lair.
Gryff was relaxing on 'his' sofa, a comfortable old wreck of a thing with stuffing and springs poking out of the seems. Claws behind his head, eyes closed and his foot idly kicking to the rhythm of an underground band album whom nobody has probably ever heard of, the headphones on Gryff's ears kept him from hearing anything that might disturb his much deserved rest and relaxation.
Lin turned back and set aside the saw (turning IT off), and gave his project one final blast with the torch and VIOLA! He could now OPEN... THE BOX! He flipped his mask up and with eager eyes, he pulled open the lid of the box and started rustling through the packing foam when he heard,
"Lin!"
Lin glanced up and saw Gryff, still acting without a care in the world, holding out his now empty coffin mug and gave it a shake. Dutifully, Lin immediately forgot his project and hurried over to take the mug from Gryff's claws and headed for the 'Wednesday' Coffincino Maker in the adjoining chamber, as quickly as his little legs could take him!
Lin set the cup under the dispenser and was just about to turn it on to grind the fresh Scaruvian devil beans when a loud wail emanated fro somewhere outside, followed by what sounded like sharp cracks and blasts. Curiosity getting the beast of him, Lin allowed the machine to start to grind and peculate, while he had a look see at what was going on.
He left the vicinity of the Lair and stepped out into the open cavern and quickly jumped back as what appeared to be a Dybbuk boo racing past the far tunnel, and what seemed to be Glen and Rory chasing it!?
"Go away! You'll never take me alive!"
"But you're a ghost!"
"I was being dramatic you MORONS!"
Lin did an immediate U-Turn and raced back into the Lair where Gryff was just about to take a well deserved nap while listening to his boosic. Lin grabbed the lever beside the mouth of the Lair's entrance and tugged it down!
A vertical metal door came crashing down over the entrance! ... Then two horizontal metal doors slammed into the center of the entrance! ... Then two vertical metal 'jaws' crashed together! ... Then finally a metal sphere circled around from the outer edges until it met in the center, sealing itself.
Now despite his relaxation and the boosic playing through his headphones, even Gryff could not ignore the racket of the metal crashing together and he pulled the headphones off and sat up, finding Lin pressed against the barrier, eyes wide.
"What is going on!?" Gryff demanded.
"Nothing!" Lin answered. "Nothing at all! Er..." Lin fidgeted, looking from left to right. "Say Gryff ol' pal... did we ever implement those defensive measures in case the Lair MIGHT be invaded?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 12:14 pm
"What was what?" Ronan demanded irritably, brushing charred paper off his hands.
"Shhh" Atomica demanded, reaching out a hand to stop the Selkie in his tracks.
"W... " Ronan paused, yes, definintely other monsters up ahead... talking about breadcrumbs?
Perry was pacing around the large room, shining a torch down each exit, shrugging, then looking back to Motthew.
Ronan and Atomica approached, and earned themselves a torch straight in the face.
"Get that thing out of my face!" Ronan, already in a terrible mood snapped at the Peryton, who lowered the torch and took a few steps back.
"Oh.. Hey guys. Hey Motthew! I think we have a way out!" He called to the moth boo.
"Unless... are you guys lost too?" Perry looked suddenly uncertain.
Ronan muttered under his breath and started digging through his bag. "No, we were perfectly on course till THIS mechanical fool decided to burn the map."
"I keep telling you, maps are useless down here!" Atomica protested. "And you set fire to it yourself!"
Ronan wasn't listening.
Perry glanced to Motthew, who shrugged back.
"Uh... should we leave you guys to the whole.. lovers tiff thing then? Yeah, let's do that." Perry tried to edge past the pair, who were unfortunately kinda blocking the exit.
"Lovers!?" Ronan was really mad now, his eyes flashed as he glared at the Peryton.
Perry gulped, suddenly thinking that perhaps now would be a great time to try one of those random other exits, yes, somewhere far far away from this irate Selkie.
"What could possibly make you think we had any sort of romantic entanglement! Have you hit your head too many times!"
"Well he does play football" Motthew tried and failed to lighten to mood, also backing toward the nearest exit.
Ronan's fists clenched and he was now no longer paying attention to whatever he was looking for in his bag.
"We are not, nor will we ever be a couple, do you understand!"
"Oh.. yes.. quite... clearly?" Perry grabbed Motthew's hand and tugged him off down the nearest tunnel.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 12:52 pm
"Come back here!" Glen called out as the two of them chased after the Dybbuk, who kept zipping up ahead of them. Glen was riding on his skateboard. Rory was trying his beast just to hold on to his cousin.
"Make me!" It shot back at them before phasing through a stalactite.
Rory screamed and covered his eyes as Glen shifted his weight and flew around the rocky outcropping.
"This isn't working." Glen informed his cousin. "He keeps gaining distance because he can go THROUGH obstacles! I mean, this boo's maneuvering is GOOD! "
Grimspiration struck Rory.
"It IS, isn't it....really good! Like he trains in it...Try to get him to swerve left, through that rock face!" Rory informed Glen, who raised an eyebrow.
"But that'd send him right into....RIGHT!" Suddenly, Glen caught on. He poured on the speed on his skateboard and got close enough to the Dybbuk to risk casting a hex at him on his right-hand side.
"HAH! You MISSED!" The Dybbuk shouted back at them, hopping through the rock face to avoid the shot. When he emerged on the other side of the face, he found himself floating in the middle of-
"The Skulltimate Roller Maze Track!" The Dybbuk realized where he'd ended up. "Ha haaa! It's still here, after all these years! I used to RULE this track!"
"Please." Glen lowered himself down near the track and hopped off his skateboard. "I'm pretty sure that back then, the skates didn't even have round wheels."
"Hmph! Little punk! I could beat you in one single round so bad you'd go home crying to your mummy."
"Sounds like a challenge to me!" Glen waved his iCoffin wand, and his clothes transformed into his SKRM gear. The Dybbuk followed suit, his ghostly outfit wavering and turning into an old-timey skate outfit. "Rory! Blow the whistle!"
The two monsters skated up to the starting block and gave each other growling glares.
"3...2...1..TWWEEEEEEEE!"Rory blew the whistle to start the round, and the two took off!
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 3:02 pm
Ari giggled. "It does come in handy quite often. Anyway I believe I may have gone a tad overboard this morning." She blushed faintly remembering the stares. "Maybe he is busy?" She guessed. Damyn had transformed into a silver eyed bat and silently hovered overhead. The elvish girl hadn't the faintest clue what 'unfollowing' or 'feircebook' was. She was never good with any form of technology... The Fae looked around in wonder at the interior of the catacombs. There appeared to be endless routes and she wondered how far they all went. Hm? What was that sound? She started shaking ever so slightly with anticipation. This most certainly wasn't like walking through dark woods. ...huh? There it was again. Was someone shouting? "Are there always strange sounds and voices down here?" She asked. The Changeling's ears functioned similar to a bats crossed with a wolves. Needless to say her hearing was rather precise. She remembered that other students were down here... !? "Was that a whistle?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 10:10 am
Motthew shook his head as he ran off with Perry, away from the rampaging Selkie. He looked at Perry "Nice going." he said "I've never seen Ronan so angry. "
Perry gave him a look "That's not my fault! " he defended.
Motthew sighed " Well you didn't exactly help! "
"What does it matter anyway? They are just as lost as we are."
Motthew looked around as they slowed to a walking pace " Maybe not... I think we're a bit worse off. Where are we now? "
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 10:52 am
Rorrim Rory Bludworth "3...2...1..TWWEEEEEEEE!"Rory blew the whistle to start the round, and the two took off!
Rory's head whipped up to watch as they vanished into the dark tunnel and into the first round of the SKRM track that led straight to the course of the Tentacle Bridge!
The Dybbuk was good! It wouldn't be that far of a stretch to imagine him as having been Team Captain during his days in Monster High. Glen always had his trouble with turns or coming to smooth stops, but he managed to keep pace with the Dybbuk easily enough, and even started to pass him! "Fast as fast can be, you'll never catch me!" Glen laughed merrily as he by passed his opponent and ducked under a horizontal geyser of flame that spewed from the wall, one that the Dybbuk easily went straight through.
This obstacle helped the Dybbuk to pass Glen just enough and a large, spiked stone column rose from the floor right before the boos! The Dybbuk simply phased right through it and glanced back to mock Glen."Ha ha! SUC... huh?" He blinked as Glen magically went right through the column as well, sticking his thumbs in his ears and twiddling his fingers..."PTTHHHH!""Oh YEAH!?" The Dybbuk simply stopped and held his arms put to grab him and Glen simply went right through the fiend, leaving him blinking."Oh. Right. Non-corporeal!" The fuming Dybbuk turned around and raced after Glen, gaining on him as they neared the Bridge! They were now neck in neck at the foot of the bridge when Glen simply -- stopped!"Huh!?" Glen's opponent blinked and he glanced back as he sailed over the bride and saw the little green witch smiling and waving at him. He frowned and turned back around -- and found himself bearing down on a smiling Rory who was standing in the middle of the bridge. Rory pulled a Dust Buster out from behind his back and turned it on!
"WhAAAHHH!!!" And the Dybbuk was sucked right into the Dust Buster's vacuum -- spirit you know -- and Rory aimed it right down at the compact mirror in his hand and with a flash...
The mirror in the Deadtention Hall glowed and the Dybbuk shot out -- and right into the magical chains that clamped down around his ankles!"Aw MOAN!""Yes!" Rory high-fived Glen as his cousin arrived at the center of the bridge with him.
Glen laughed, "Who's next?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 2:34 pm
Perry paused for breath, panting and shaking with laughter.
"You gotta admit, it was pretty funny."
"No it wasn't! How was any of that funny? We're even more lost now!"#
"You wanna go back and ask for directions?" Perry snorted and looked around. Nope, this cavern looked just like the other caverns.
"Well... how about we walk till we find a landmark, there's gotta be something down here that isn't just blank tunnels. Man this place is boring."
He didn't wait for Motthew to answer as he started off down the tunnel.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:59 pm
"Well, that was...dumb." Atomica informed Ronan as the two other meat-creatures wandered off down one branch of the catacombs. "Why did you chase them off? We could have teamed up with them!"
"I don't have any time or patience to deal with drama-stirrers. Imagine, thinking the two of US were dating. I might as well date a-"
"Toaster?" Atomica cut him off. "Yeah, you've, like, made THAT totally clear, okay? Stop insulting me!"
"You insult other monsters all the time." Ronan pointed out, and considered that a perfectly fine justification. "Calling them meat-creatures or what have you."
"Um. That is NOT an insult, that is an observation. You are made out of meat. You are a creature. It's totes okay to point that out." Atomica insisted. "You have soft meat guts, lo-res meat eyeballs, and slow, low-processing meat brains. Which probably hexplains why THOSE two went down THAT corridor when it is CLEARLY marked 'Do Not Enter, Unstable Walls.'"
"What? Where?" Ronan asked, squinting as he held up his torch in the darkness towards where Atomica's night-vision eyes were looking. True to what Atomica had said, above the corridor Motthew and Perry had run down, a huge warning sign was plastered up above. Ronan turned to Atomica. "Why didn't you SAY something before-"
A low, ominous rumbled cut him off.
"I didn't get a chance to say anything!" Atomica protested. "Any time I try to say something, you either give me the grumpiest, angriest look I've ever seen on a meat face, or you cut me off!"
Another rumble caused some pebbles on the ground to rattle. Atomica's knees were still rattling long after the low tremor ceased. She clutched at her ponytail nervously.
"I wish Lin was here..." She murmured as Ronan let out an annoyed sigh.
"Ugh. Just stay there. I'll go get those two fleskepanne!" Ronan lowered his torch a bit to light the way. The chill of the catacombs was starting to creep even into his well-insulated Selkie bones and he tightened his scarf.
"I c-can help-" Atomica started to offer, her knees still shaking. Ronan cut her off with a huff.
"And make things WORSE. Like you ALWAYS do. Just STAY. HERE." He snapped at her and started marching down the corridor. "So glitchy and useless..."
"I am NOT GLITCHY!" Atomica called out after him. Her voice echoed in the large cavern. He ignored her, and soon, she was alone. All alone...no friends...just like last time. When a glitch had powered her down and trapped her in the Catacombs.
'Glitchy and useless....glitchy and useless....glitchy and useless...'
Ronan's last words echoed through her processor.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:06 pm
Kai's genetically-modified ears were pretty good, too."Yup. Sounds like it came from the Skulltimate Roller Maze track. Weird, I didn't think they had practice today. Are you familiar with SKRM? C'mon, let's go see who's there!" The SKRM track, Monster High's massive roller maze structure, took up far more space than it seemed, as it actually had several different paths and courses it could branch into during any given game. But the majority of the visible part was the beginning and end of the track, which was set up in front of a huge pair of stone bleachers. During SKRM matches, these bleachers would have been chock full of students, both from Monster High and from any opposing school. But right now, they were completely bone dry.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:22 pm
Glen da West Glen laughed, "Who's next?"
He yawned again. Rory glanced sidelong at Glen, who was trying to resist, but it just wasn't possible. Glen yawned, and that made Rory yawn.
The golden waves of energy coming from the Nachzehrer's body seemed to get brighter, and he took another step towards Rory and Glen.
"Why can't you just let us alo-oooooooone?" The Nachzehrer yawned at them, though his voice sounded oddly stronger than it had previously. "Almost one-hundred and fifty years we've been in Deadtention! Do you KNOW how boring Mr. Rotter's eternal lecture of student decorum is?!"
"I....I don't...yaaaaaaawwwnnn...." Glen tried to reply, but even his jaw seemed oddly heavy all of a sudden."But...the destruction of the school...yaaaaawwnnn..." Rory held up a finger and tried to put together a coherent thought...but suddenly he was tired...so tired....
The energy rays around the Nechzehrer were getting brighter and brighter. He stood up straighter and grinned at the two of them."Wouldn't you just like to take a nap right now? Right in the middle of this bridge?" He asked them. Rory turned to Glen and nodded."Sure...sounds great....""Yeah...good suggestion, Mr. Nechzehrer..." Glen agreed. "Best idea an energy vampire's had, ever."As the two boos sunk down, back to back, in a sitting position, Rory's eyes started to close."Energy vampire...." He barely managed to squeeze out before yawning again. The golden glow from the Nachzehrer was becoming hextra bright.
Rory's eyes snapped open."GLEN! ENERGY VAMPIRE!!!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2014 2:49 am
Perry continued down the corridor for a bit, pausing as a low rumble caused a few pebbles to rain down from the ceiling. He looked to Motthew with a "don't even start" expression.
Motthew looked up, frowning but didn't say anything.
They turned a corner and Perry stopped abruptly. Motthew nearly walked into him.
"What's the problem?" The moth boo asked, peering past Perry. Ahead of them was the umistakable glossy shimmer of water, a large pool of inky blackness sitting mirror still in the gloom.
Perry's eyes were wide and he refused to move another step.
"It's just a lake." Motthew pointed out, moving a little closer. The water was still, deep enough he couldn't see the bottom but there was what looked like the continuation of this passage way just a little beyond the flooding.
He looked up. The ceiling here was too low to fly it.
Perry had backed up against a wall.
"We could always swim it?" Motthew suggested.
Perry let out a low strangled yelp at the suggestion and shook his head. The wall behind him shuddered as he pressed against it and more pebbles rained down on them.
"You're... scared of water?" Motthew tilted his head.
"Not all water... just... deep lakes with no clear bottom and who knows what lurking in the depths" Perry lowered his head, cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"I don't think there's anything lurking down there."
"How do you know!"
"Well... it's our only way out unless we turn back."
Perry glanced back the way they'd come, weighing the options. The tunnel they'd walked through seemed to be getting more and more unstable, another low rumble sent a large obvious crack up one wall.
Perry looked back at Motthew, alarmed.
"We should get out of here."
Perry nodded, but didn't move.
"Come on! It's just water!"
"Yeah, icy cold black water no doubt full of all manner of horrible things that might eat us!"
"You're being ridiculous."
Perry whimpered. "i... can'tswim... " He mumbled.
Motthew sighed. More pebbles rained down.
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