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 Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:05 am
Herpy materialized quietly. It was just suddenly there, where only a considerable amount of nothing had existed previously.
It swayed, and drifted into the nearest wall.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:08 am
 "Stick.. STICKER BUTT?!" He gasped, not noticing the hungry ghost bee-lining for his amazingly tattooed back. "It's a MOLE. It means I am BEAUTIFUL and ROYAL." He turned to notice the hairy looking Boo who'd splatted against the window pane. Rex was no stranger to a lovely lady. "Ooo.. where?" His distracted movement was an unintentional dodge of the hungry ghost's charge!
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:13 am
"It does?" Sancka had never heard of these moles things before but there it was she supposed, she thought it looked rather funny but to each their own. In any case sticker butt seemed more interested in staring at the female weirdos outside along with the hairy boo that had just come in. Really she didn't think any of the things outside were particularly attractive..they were just odd. That was the problem with male boos really...such single minded things.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:23 am
Everything was new, and everything was so interesting. Dominick started with fiddling with the thing on his face first. His small arms strained to reach out, but eventually he managed to take it off and lo and behold, the boo held a pair of glasses! He found it odd that he was wearing glasses, however, when he could see perfectly fine without them on. Oh well. Dominick attempted to shrug—rather difficult when he didn’t really have shoulders—and opted to put them back on. It made him look smart, and that was cool.
Then he breezed past the furniture, but not before he playfully bounced off a couch, and drifted to look to the front. “Wooooow. You guys, what are those funky things doing out there?” His voice was surprisingly loud. “Hey, they look pretty interesting don’t you thi—“ As he turned around he paused as he began to get a closer look at the other boos, who were quite interesting looking themselves. In particular, Dominick curiously floated over to Roxy. “Why do you keep that bra on your head? Hmmm. Maybe it’s like how I keep these glasses on my face?”
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:24 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:49 am
Honor floated around the house listening to the other boos conversation. She really didn't have much to say on the matter of these beings with two legs. If truth be told she was looking forward to having them here. It was so dull around the house that she just wanted some entertainment.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:21 pm
"What, blood sucking?" Edward asked like it was the most casual thing in the world. Mr. Bra was . . . a character. "I like the taste."
Even if, y'know, it wouldn't stay in his system. Or actually go through it. Why did he like bloodsucking again? He couldn't remember a single time where he had actually sucked blood . . .
As more Boos appeared, the conversation path made him roll his eyes - this was accompanied by flashes of unintentional sparkles from his body. "Royal pain," Edward amended firmly to the one being called Sticker Butt, almost smirking but not quite because, well, he was Edward Sullen.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:38 pm
Sancka couldn't help but give a little chuckle of amusement when the sulky looking ghost by the corner called sticker butt a Royal Pain. At least he was too busy drooling at the weird females to keep lording it over the rest of them...not that it really mattered if he did I mean they didn't have to listen to him right? Searching what little memory she had since coming into existence she found that nope..there was no such order she was supposed to recall. Very good then.
Since the weird things outside did not seem to be doing anything but wandering about aimlessly in the yard..which was weird in itself, I mean honestly who existed outside the house...weirdos...Sancka whirled around the room to find something else to give her attention to. The sulky ghost was a decent choice..probably because he'd just drawn her attention with his little wise crack but Sancka didn't give much thought about why she'd headed towards him. "Whats it taste like?" She pestered him, she couldn't recall actually tasting anything but hey, maybe sulky did.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:39 pm
 There was a long sigh as Theodore Winston floated into the room, his blue body just a bit bluer. He had been chasing someone but they got away, now what was he left with? Sigh.
It wasn't until the blue ghost heard voices that he looked up, his droopy eyes unfocused behind his monocle. Visitors? What was this? Floating across the room he peered out the window and then joined the others talking about the ones with legs. He wished he had legs, maybe he did but just forgot? He had no idea, but he supposed he must have because that would be just his luck.
He listened to the conversation for a moment, the odd look of many of the other Boo's depressing him even more. Why couldn't they be proper Boo's? He himself looked very distinguished in his bowler and monocle. His mustache twitched as he sighed again. Theodore Winston was big on sighing.
"It's going to be such a bother getting rid of them." It wasn't clear whom he was speaking too, or really who he was speaking about, but if he was asked he would clarify that he was speaking of the ones with legs. He didn't mind the company of the other Boo's so much...even if they were an odd looking bunch.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:42 pm
Fitzy materialized into the room, green eyes blinking open slowly. The first thing he noticed was that he wasn't alone in the room, and that there were several others, all slightly different from each other in some way, floating here and there. Instantly his mouth turned down into a pout, his eyebrows coming down. Why did he have to be here? With all of these others...it was so unfair! He didn't like company. He also didn't like not being the first to arrive. And he especially didn't like the looks of those things he could see outside through the window.... Slowly he drifted towards the glass, hanging back so as not to intrude on the others who were also having a look. "What are they??" He said, in a high pitched whine of a voice, his lip somehow managing to pout out even more then before, instantly not liking them and wanting them to go away.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:48 pm
"Intruders," Edward replied to the new green Boo before eyeing the dapper-'stached gent with . . . jealousy? Rivalry? Rivalousy? As if to make a point, he sighed audibly because nobody was going to out-sigh him here. Nobody. Even if his best competition looked a hell of a lot better than he did.
. . . Wait. The weird-eyed ghoul probably thought his word was meant for her. "Like blood?" Edward told her with a "duh" expression on his glum face. "Try it for yourself next time. I bet you'll have to; they all look like they'll be coming in sooner or later."
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:56 pm
Theodore Winston was inhaling getting ready for another perfect sigh when a not-so-perfect amateur sigh interrupted him. Eyebrows knitted close together and he turned looking for the source of the offending sigh. He spotted the glittering Boo and stared at him for a long moment. He looked more concerned than angry, even though he was a bit miffed. Did this upstart who seemed to have a fascination with blood think he could out sigh Theodore Winston? He didn't even have a mustache for proper sigh amplification.
It was with a loud, passive aggressive sigh that Theodore Winston turned away from the glitter Boo and looked back out the window. It really was going to be such a bother to get rid of them if they entered the house.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:57 pm
 Lady Emsworth floated stiffly a small distance away from the rest of the group, her parasol shielding her from having to lay eyes on the rougher boos in the room. They were all making such a fuss over by the window. Of course, she was a little curious, but she wasn't going to rush over there and gawk like an imbecile. She wasn't sure why it was a bad thing, but she was also quite certain that the little rules she held the other boos up to were perfectly reasonable and proper. She also wasn't sure why she was there, in the company of such vulgar creatures, but she wasn't about to admit to any uncertainties amid this crowd. But she was dying to know what they were talking about... "I say, what is all the fuss over?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:59 pm
"Obviously they are.." Rex paused, thought, and then responded. "THINGS. With parts. Weird parts and solid forms." He huffed as if the stupidity in the room were palpable. "Who, what and why are not important." He puffed up a bit and flew, once again, above all the other boos towards the cieling. "It's what we will do ABOUT them that is important!" He spoke as if he were rallying his troops.. but they were a pretty sad bunch of troops.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2011 1:03 pm
Honor pushed her glasses up on her face and looked out at the window at the guests.
She was curious to see what everyone had to say and how they will deal with their new guests.
"So what is everyone going to do about it?"
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