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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:25 pm
Jerry marched forward, humming under his breath in his nervous way as the lights of the festival grew brighter and brighter. Perhaps it was fitting for a small cat-girl to have a petrified, wall-eyed expression, but somehow the Hunter held on. Maybe going off on his own wasn't as good an idea as he had originally theorized. He should have at least waited for Jordan or even hung by Not-Robert.
Alas.
Soon, though, he found himself at a very odd Booth indeed. He thought... this was a festival for fish? Why did he suddenly get the feeling he had wandered into a spaghetti western? Well... nothing... SEEMED terrifying... it felt like Flag Day when he had been in school. Very odd. He'd need to go deeper into the festival to find one of those fish, but maybe he could learn something while he was here?
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:45 pm
Cady nodded in agreement to Mot. The 'duds' she'd garnered for the festival were definitely pretty awesome. Well, ok, besides the boots, they were staring to chafe. She decided to lose them, putting one under the booth's counter. The other she hefted in a hand, taking a small bite out of the top and chewing thoughtfully. Not bad. She'd save it for later. She turned her attention to her latest patron, a slightly dazed looking cat ghoul. "Hi! I'm Cady, and I'm running for Publik Retaliations. Would you like a muffin? Or would you like to just punch me?"After squinting at him for a time, she gave the punching bag in her likeness a friendly shove.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:57 pm
It was rather… rickety in his opinion as the boil stared at the wooden booth that had various arrays of treats causing the ebony mouse to drool a puddle on the top of his head. Was this really a candidate booth for the upcoming elections, or just a really odd version of a bake sale of some sort? Merel didn’t seem to mind what it looked like as long as the one of the muffins became her, Joachim sighed with annoyance.
He stroked his fake goatee from Barth’s and Mandy’s booth before choosing the pick up the orange cupcake and placing it on his head for the mouse to eat.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:53 pm
Jerry blinked, staring at what at first looked like a harmless catish looking girl like himself (currently.) And then she opened her mouth, revealing row after row of sharp, shark-like teeth, biting into her boot as though it was jerky.
This was it.
He could do this.
She seemed friendly.
"Eep?" he managed, eyes still wide and hands held up in front of his ample breasts protectively. Punch her? Was... was that some sort of Monster greeting?
Roar was unusably silent, but he could hear the distant snickering. "Please please please anything give me anything-" He whispered hurriedly under his breath.
Well, Punch her. The weapon snickered. She wants to say Hello.
Half rotted and bandaged arm went out, popping Cady on the shoulder with the full force of an autumn leaf.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:59 pm
Jordan had, after some deliberation, gone off in the same direction as Jerry had; he arrived just in time to hear Cady's suggestion of punching. Wait. What? "Why would you want anyone to - " He caught sight of the punching bag at the same moment that Jerry decided to take the invitation more literally.
"Ah, heehee," oh man did that giggle ever sound fake, "I don't think that was quite what she meant?" He put his free hand on Jerry's shoulder, realizing suddenly that neither of them had decided on a cover name. Even better. Sigh. "You're so silly," he managed, in his strained falsetto.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:46 pm
 Tiptoeeee through the tulips...Jerry had gone to his happy place, stiffened under Jordan's grip.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:49 pm
"Are you in there?" Jordan shook Jerry's shoulder lightly, lifted his head up to peer worriedly at the catgirl golem. To Cady, he said, "She's a little spacey sometimes. Ah-heh."
Ferros was laughing again.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:26 am
Yorugami blinked, tail swishing from side to side, as he peered into what appeared to be a rather questionable looking stand. He vaguely felt more than a hint of amusement creep into his face as he spotted the booth with Cady the manticore in it.
The Shadow Demon more than remembered the clueless manticore. Yorugami didn’t doubt at all that she’d make quite a public relations gal. Too bad he couldn’t as of yet participate in the polls electing class officers as he wasn’t a student yet but, that didn’t mean he couldn’t join in with the festivities.
Slowly his amber eyes gazed at the proffered treat on display and promptly raised an eyebrow at the clearly in edible cake. Oh my, food poisoning for certain, he concluded mentally. Yorugami then transferred his sight to the muffins. It was always hard to ignore muffins. He wasn’t that much of a sweet tooth however free baked goodies weren’t something he’d ignore. Free is free after all. Although, he hesitated a fraction and crossed his fingers, hoping he didn’t get himself a case of diarrhea after this.
Gingerly and almost fearfully, he picked a blue muffin and pocketed it. He’d eat it when he got back home…just in case it didn’t quite agree with him. Feathered crest flattened against his skull, he walked him as if he possessed a ticking time bomb in his pocket. I'm sure the manticore wouldn't mind if, in passing, he'd grab a small treat...or maybe two if it didn't kill him first.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 2:15 am
Cady raised an eyebrow as the ghoul punched her in the shoulder - but grinned and laughed it off a little as the other ghoul explained away her behavior.
"OH, YEAH, I MEANT HIT THE DUMMY." If she noticed the irony in her statement, she didn't acknowledge it. "Is she gonna be ok? Did she muss some of her toilet-tree paper? Only I've never seen anyone use it as a fashion accessory." She leaned in worriedly, peering into the ghoul's wide eyes only a few inches from her face.
"I'm Cady by the way," she added as way of introducing herself to the newcomers. "Feel free to try the muffins! Would you like to take a Crowdak? It lasts longer, whatever that means!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:51 pm
"Jerrrrryyyy..." the cat girl mumbled distantly, eyes focused on something that wasn't there. By her sluggish movements it was clear she was moving on auto pilot. "Crow... Dak?" Between rolling laughter, Roar managed, You know. An instant photo. Moron. You're going to get yourself killed.
Jerry blinked, eyes still unfocused as his mouth twisted into a manic smile. "Ah... ahahahaha... ahahahahahahahhaha... AHAHAHAHAHA I GET IT." Before wobbling to drag Jordan behind the funny cut-out, still humming under his breath as he did. Tip-tooooooe~ Through the~ CLICK 
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 5:45 pm
"Yeah, uh, she'll be fine." Jordan glanced sideways to see how Jerry was taking this; he hadn't precisely called the other man dumb, but it could have been taken that way. "It's her wrappings," he explained brightly. "What she died in. Like my clothes. Not toilet p - toilet-tree paper!"
Crowdak? he asked Ferros, trying to puzzle out the human equivalent.
Photograph, Ferros explained, after a brief pause to check Jordan's memory for the appropriate analogue.
Oh. Jordan stifled a burst of very unfeminine laughter, suddenly getting the joke. "Nice to meet you," he said to the manticore. "This is, uh, Carrie, and I'm - " ... he hadn't decided on a name either, that was right, damn! He was saved from having to use Ferros's suggestion, however, as Jerry dragged him behind the cutout panel. He held his head up so he could actually see through the opening, and was rewarded by a flash that blinded him for a few seconds.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 6:14 pm
Cady waited a few seconds for the photo to pop out, then whacked the side of the camera box impatiently. "HEY! HURRY UP IN THERE!"
A muffled voice seemed to emit somewhere from the lens area, sputtering half-audible curses before a photo was spit out. She handed it to the less dazed looking of the pair, then realized the ghoul's hands were sort of full.
"Uh, SO. Your head. S'not, er, screwed on. How do you keep up with it? Have you ever left it places on accident? I just KNOW I'd loose mine all the time if it weren't, you know, like...attached. Have you thought about borrowing, er, some of Carrie's...wrappings? I bet you could sorta lasso it on there." She eyed the ghoul's neck critically.
She went to tuck the photo into the bandages somewhere in Carrie's chest region. There certainly was a lot of, erm, topography in that particular area. "That's for you! At the end of the day we'll- " shoe prod at passing manticat -"pick our favorite photo and give out prizes! Great prizes! Everyone likes prizes. SPEAKING OF! Did you get to see any of the other booths? There's the Present-dent and Ice-Present Dents! They give out presents! It's awfully nice of them, you know." Cady liked presents. They ranked right up there with hats, and prizes.
"Are you ghouls students too? It's important to get to know the candid dates for student count-sill. Or at least, that's what I was told."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 6:46 pm
"Count-still...?" Jerry blinked, slowly surfacing to reality as he felt his front being jabbed at, promptly flushing behind dusty fur. "OH! Uh... S-s-students?" His brows furrowed as he glanced up to Jordan as though begging for a lead. "We... ah... " He quickly cleared his throat, making his voice as high and... meowish... as he could manage. "We're... thinking of transferring? MEOW?" He offered with a wide, hopeful grin.
Students? What, MONSTER students? His tail twitched as he tried to catch up with events before pulling the Crow-dak from his cleavage to blink at it with bated breath, praying they didn't just seal their souls in a photograph.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:05 pm
"I've misplaced it once or twice," Jordan improvised quickly. "Or maybe I should say I misplaced the rest of me. Heheh?" He widened his eyes guilelessly and smiled. "If I, um, tape it on, it comes off at the worst times, though. So I'm sort of stuck." He shrugged.
"We haven't been to many booths yet. We're, um, just visiting." He shot a quick glance at Jerry and nodded in agreement. "Maybe transferring, I don't know yet." Students, huh? It explained why so many of the creatures wandering around the festival looked - well - young. This was a school for monsters? He tucked that bit of information away.
"Let me see," he said after a moment, noticing Jerry peering at the picture. "Even if we don't win, it's um, a nice souvenir!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:34 pm
Transfer students? Wow! "Oh, Amityville is the best school, really. We've got, yenno, really nice er, facilities. And faculties. Faculty. You just missed the Open House too. It was lots of fun until some horribly adorable cat thing attacked and... it's all a bit hazy. Something about magic and ghouls..." She stared off into the distance, misty eyed. She couldn't get the image of Christof in a skirt out of her head, but SURELY that hadn't happened...right?
"That sounds really inconvenient though - the head thing. Yenno, there are a few other students here who are really good at sewing. You can tell from the way they're covered in stitches," she added conspiratorially.
"Is there anything you wanted to know about our school? I know lots, and I only just got enrolled here." Cady was a School Representative. She would Help Her Fellow Monster. Even if it involved fibbing a little.
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