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Holy crap holy crap holy crap. It was finally happening. Tama could finally enter the grounds without threat of trespass. He'd heard from his master that trespassing meant getting thrown into the dog pound. That wouldn't be good, oh no.

When it was his turn to sign in, he jumped up to the table and stared at the gnome. "Oh.. my... ARE YOU PART OF THE SCHOOL TOO? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS TO ASK."

For the next five minutes, the poor gnome would have to hear his long and uber-excited string of questions as his long fluffy tail wagged. Did they have ghouls here? What was training like? Would he finally become a good dog? Etc, etc, etc.

He finally took a huge breath and signed his name with a big "X", before grabbing his guest pass. This was going to be SO MUCH FUN. Where to first?!?!

Shaheen approached the sign in booth, jotting down her name swiftly before swiping her guest pass from the gnome in charge. She had her own booth set up that she needed to be getting to, with just a little more work to be done with it. She stalked away while thinking to herself that Shikoba better show up to help her.

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Grendel had only just been to the school a couple of weeks prior to this event for the battle of the bands. He hadn't even stuck around for the finale of that, however, having found other more pressing business to attend to.

But now? Now his parents had found out about some kind of festival going on and had urged him to attend. They probably thought that if he spent enough time around the school, he might make some friends that were a little less...questionable then the one's he normally hung around. Whatever, it meant getting away from them constantly nagging at him.

The vampire made his way up to the booth, signed in his name, and took his pass, giving the gnome narrowed eyes all the while. He still remembered the rotten tomato incident at battle of the bands, and this gnome looked awfully familiar. Once his pass was obtained, he sauntered away, searching for his first victim booth to check out.

Edgar, the curious zomboil he was, couldn't resist what seemed like it'd be an interesting endeavor. Shambling over to the booth, he glanced at the sign-in sheet before signing his name and grabbing a guest badge, before shambling away to wander and see the festivities.

Ugh, the train to Halloween Town had been an absolute nightmare. Getting stuck next to a chatty, elderly banshee of a grandmoonie was not Davyne's idea of a good time - but whatever, she'd kept everything civil and nice and had even managed to keep up with at least some of the old bat's chatter. Even if it'd been a right chore listening to her talking about her undead-life-story / every accomplishment her bazillion grandkids had ever achieved (gods, was even five frogs in one mouthful even considered an accomplishment??) / any and every thing that fell into the old bat's mind.

But it didn't matter now, because she was finally here, finally setting foot at Amityville Academy! Okay, so it was just for their Fright Night event, but seriously, it was better than nothing. Better than being stuck in her boring old reaper-only town. Now she'd have a chance to scope out the school's location and the people there, plus checking if there were any promising opponents to be found among the student body.

And, honestly, she'd do pretty much anything to get her away from the homework still waiting on her back at her school's dorm. Yeah, yeah, so this was technically considered slacking, but it was for a good cause! And besides, if she eventually managed to get into Amityville, it wasn't like anything she'd gone and done in her old school would count. It'd be a clean slate, yeah?

That uplifting thought in mind, Davy went to grab a guest pass and even managed a strained smile for the grumbling gnome handing them out. Not that he seemed to notice it or anything, and she quickly moved on to the booths anyway, searching for anything that looked interesting. And involved fighting.

This would be an awesome experience, she was sure.

Uragiri was bouncing in excitement. Since Battle of the Bands had gone off without a hitch she was much more pleased about coming to visit again. No killer snowmen or people in white coats... PHEW.

Ri-ri recognized the back of Tenacity's head ( or she thought she did...) and after getting her guest pass ran into the festival behind the other ghoul.

Danny put his name on the list to get in to see the booths. He was hoping to make some more friends- that and win sweet prizes...boo yea.

To say Jay was curious would be an understatement. Cheeks puffed out, she tugged at Senga’s arm as she stood impatiently in line. At first she tried to stand on the tip of her toes to peer over the bobbling heads, but her short height made that rather difficult. She sighed loudly before leaning over to the side. The irritation melted away from her face before she grabbed at her friend’s wolf pelt this time. “SengaSengaSenga we’re almost at the front of the line,” she chattered excitedly.

Once she reached the front of the line, Jay lunged forward to grab the pen and curiously skimmed through the list of names already scrawled across the sheet of paper. She cocked her head when she noticed familiar names. “Hey hey, do I write Jay or Jaida?” she asked no one in particular while she scribbled her full name down anyways. Unlike a certain conquest horseman (coughZhicough) her signature was neat and quite loopy, especially the ‘J.’ With that taken care of, she dropped the pen and grabbed her pass. “Hurry up!” she chirped as she stood back and stared at Senga with wide eyes. As soon as he finished, she reached out to grab his wrist and dashed off. "Let's gogogogo!"