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 Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2014 8:00 pm
"I see.." she said. It couldn't really be helped with William, she just hoped her brother would be able to get back. Being away from her home in Scotland was a bit nerve-wracking.
"Well then..I guess we should go join everyone, right?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2014 3:54 am
Ronan nodded. "I was going to get changed first. I'll see you there yes?" Bidding Willow farewell, he returned to the dorms to get changed into something he thought was more appropriate. Including a ridiculous knitted turkey hat his mother had included in his care hamper and those bulging cans which he carefully tucked into a bag and took along. All ready, he met Willow at the school and they both entered the creepateria where students were starting to congregate.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 9:09 am
Ronan got up bright and early, but not nearly as early, he was the learn, as many of his school mates.
Bleak friday was something he'd only faintly heard mentioned in passing, but never had any real knowledge of what it entailed. The previous afternoon he'd asked a few of the other monsters who'd mostly just confused him more.
"Bleak Friday? Oh man, you just GOTTA experience at least once man!" Dashner had insisted.
"Bleak Friday? Ew." A stuck up werecat proclaimed.
"Bleak Friday? Oh yeah man, i'm totally gonna be there. All those monsters fighting over the latest big discounts? It's gonna be a bloodbath!" Perry had exclaimed, grinning ear to ear. "I'm gonna take my camera, it's gonna be clawsome!"
"you don't want to go anywhere near the maul on Bleak Friday" another monster had told him.
Ronan was left still none the wiser.
He worried about Meme, she worked at the maul, she was working today, but it was far too early to text her.
He glanced over to his dorm mate, still soundly asleep and snoring lightly. Punch was snoozing with his head under one wing.
Colridge raised his feathered head and peered at the Selkie as he dressed.
"You want to go for a walk?" Ronan asked quietly, holding out a hand for the small bird. "Maybe we can meet Meme for lunch. OW!" He cried out as Colridge nipped him. Nursing his injured hand he glared at the bird.
Dashner stirred, but didn't wake.
"What was that for?" The selkie boo hissed.
The bird ruffled its feathers and scowled.
"Fine, no lunch then."
That seemed to satisfy the creature who fluttered onto Ronan's shoulder and began to preen.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 8:20 am
Saturday Afternoon, during Fangsgiving Howliday break.The normal daily hustle and bustle of the student bodies living in Monster High's Doomitory was significantly less this freakend...Many monsters had opted to return home to their caves, castles or dimensions to enjoy the extended howliday weekend with their families.
Mr. Verizhe, the boo's doomitory head, ensured that he was fully visible as he waited the arrival of the Headless Headmistress and somemonster special."No running in the hallways, Cy!" He reminded a young cyclops who seemed in a hurry to get over to the ghoul's side of the doomitory. Even on a howliday freakend, the rules were still in effect. Cy nodded and lowered his speed to a rushed trot as he skipped down the large stairway that led from the boo's Doom down to the Uncommons room, and then back up the facing stairway that led to the ghoul's Doom.
As Cy Clops vanished behind the curtain that separated the top of the stairs from the ghoul's doomitory proper, the large front doors cr-r-r-eaked open, sending a nice fall chill through the air. Mr. Verizhe smiled as the Headless Headmistress stepped inside, a smaller figure trailing behind her."Mr. Verizhe, I apologize for our tardiness. I was just giving our newest student a brief history of Monster High. May I present to you our newest Doomitory resident, Harold Herne." The Headmistress stepped aside, and for the first time, the new student had a chance to see where he would be unliving for the foreseeable future. Mr. Verizhe put his hands on his hips and grinned at the young man."Welcome to Monster High, Herne!" The coach shook his hand vigorously. "I hope to see you trying out for one of our great sports teams. Tryouts for Spring Scaremester will come faster than you think!""I understand Mr. Herne's doommates are both present today. Are they on their way down?" The headmistress asked. Mr. Verizhe nodded."Actually, when I went up there to inform them of the new doommate stitchuation, I was told that Ronan Aalto is on his way home fright now from New Goreleans.""New Goreleans?" The headmistress asked. "How did he get all the way there - you know what, never mind. Is Dashne Hawke present, at least?""Yes ma'am." Mr. Verizhe answered with a curt nod. "I understand he's cleaning up a little bit in there to make room. You know how boos can be."
"Well, Harry..." The Headmistress turned to Harry and gave him a smile. "The cursedtoadians will bring your bags up to the doom within the hour. Would you like to go up and meet one of your doommates?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 10:35 am
Saturday Afternoon, during Fangsgiving Howliday break.
Minutes after the Headmistress and the new student body stepped inside of the Student Doomitory, the Merha family van pulled up. The van was showing the wear and tear of the trip...somehow, the side of the van had become painted with a scene of an interdimensional tear with scargoyles flying out, behind held back only by a single skeleton holding a guitar and wielding the power of ROCKING ON.
One wheel had been replaced with a wagon wheel. The entire top of the van was now a converted chicken coop, and several feathered chickens scattered as it lurched to a stop, clucking approvingly. Tied to the bumper was a large "CARVER COUNTY FAIR" banner that whipped along in the wind.
With the ignition turned off, the front driver side door popped open and Kai Merha stepped out. He was wearing a grimnastics outfit and rhythmic ribbon trailed his hair. He moved around to the back to open up the back doors of the van, wiping "CLASS OF 1756" written in chalk off the back windows.
The doors opened and Gryff and Ronan stepped out. Gryff was wearing a gold medal that he kept shining, even though it clearly just said 'PARTICIPANT' on it. Ronan was wearing a sparkly evening gown, a crown, and a sash that read "Miss Birmingham Beauty" on it. Together, the two of them helped unload a vintage-looking record player and a dusty box of records.
Untangling one of the ribbons in his hair, Kai opened the passenger side door and a sleeping Nero nearly fell out. His face was covered in makeup and his hair was all tied up with colorful wool. Nero let out one last snore and then woke up.
"Woah! We're home already?" Nero asked, stretching and yawning.
"Yes!" Kai gave Nero a home-already-high-five. "We made great time after that shortcut through the military base."
"Outta sight! Man, Glen and Rory don't know what they missed." Nero replied. "You guys need help bringing that stuff back up to Ronan's room?"
"No, I can manage." Ronan replied, adjusting his crown. "I am sure you are all tired, after all."
"Yes..." Gryff yawned. "Plus, I should probably let Atomica and Lin know where I've been for the last two days."
"BEST. BRO-AD TRIP. EVER." Nero gave everyone his widest grin. "AmIright, guys?"
"Yes!" Kai agreed.
"My first bro-ad trip, but it truly was glorious." Ronan replied, adjusting his sash humbly.
"I STILL say it was a 'road trip'." Gryff replied, then his face softened. "But yes, even though the term is now cliche, it was 'epic.'"
"And we all agree?" Kai looked at his bros, in all seriousness. "We will never speak of it again?"
"YES." All of them answered in unison.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 8:32 pm
Saturday or something. Time is relative, man.
"Is there a hacky sack team? I'd be totally cruel with that."
Harry's ears perked up at the name of one of his doommates. Hawk? Maybe he'd be up for some animal frights discussion! Being new, Harry had to hit the ground running if he wanted to effect real change here! He learned that in his first hour on campus.
Like, a hour ago...I think.
A cut in reality appeared outside the Headmistress's office. The Headless Headmistress straightened her outfit on last time. It wasn't every day that one met
royalty!
After a moment, a large armored figure stepped through the portal followed by a teenage boo. The Erlking and his son, Harry, had finally arrived. Harry and his father could not have been more different. Lord Herne was massive in his armor....and Harry was not. The boo was slight and dressed in colorful clothing that screamed nature lover. A small cockatiel rested on Harry's hand.
"Lord Herne and Harry Herne! Welcome to Monster High," the Headmistress enthusiastically greeted the pair.
"Thank you. May I have a word with you in private?" the Erlking rumbled. Harry rolled his eyes. The Old Monster was going to be tell the Powers That Be about his "frightening" history. Harry stroked his friend cockatiel, Jareth.
"Pops is telling tales again, Jareth."
Well come on, well come on. If you think we're gonna make it, you better hang on to yourself." Jareth squawked. Cockatiels could talk and Jareth talked exclusively in the lyrics of a normie boo-usician. Jareth was weird but Harry respected his life choices.
Harry wandered up the howlway a little, checking out the vibe. Squaresville. This place needed some tie dye to liven it up. Maybe a nice drum circle. A place he could hand out his pamphlets on the oppression of goblins. WAIT! Opportunity was knocking! Not that corpserate fatcat opportunity but Social Justice opportunity! The three students hadn't even noticed Harry until they were almost on top of him.
"Greetings, fellow travelers! Jareth and I are the new boos on the block but we never miss a chance to inform folks of our bag," ]Harry pulled some pamphlets out of his actual bag and shoved that at the students. "The goblin people are a proud people who being subjugated by THE MAN! The Fae fuzz enslave the gob-"
"HARRY BLACKSTONE COPPERFIELD HERNE!" Harry flinched. Busted by the Old Monster. The three students hurried by, eyes averted as the Erlking stormed up to his son. The pamphlets quickly disappeared back into Harry's bag.
"I told you that I wou-" The Headmistress cleared her throat as she approached Harry's father from behind.
"I believe that as a student, any corpsereal punishment would fall to me in cases like this. We are not in your realm anymore." Harry's eyes widened as his father's flashed with anger. No one talked like that to the Old Monster like that! Except that one wizard dude but that dude has a death wish. But it worked! Harry's father muttered an apology, awkwardly patted his son on the shoulder, and disappeared back through the cut in reality.
"That was...totally....cruel!" The cut disappeared as if it was never there in the first place as the Headmistress smiled at her new charge.
"Now, why don't we go over some rules and I can give you a tour. By the way, you have an unusual name. How did you get it?"
"Pops lost a bet with a crazy, normie wizard. I'm named for him."
Later...or now...or both.
If the student body was anything like those kids that Harry met in the howlway, he was going to have his work cut out for him. He need allies. Social Justice Warriors like him! That would be totally cruel. Harry put on his most primo smile so he could pass for one of sqaures.
"I am so stoked to meet him, Headmistress. Lead on!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 10:02 am
"I'll leave you boos to get aquainted then." Headmistress Bloodgood smiled to Harry and Dashner and left them to their own devices, passing Ronan on the stairs and quirking an eyebrow. She decided not to ask.
Ronan had his arms full of what honestly looked like junk, the skirt of his beautiful gown held up in one hand revealing that he was still wearing chunky army style boots underneath. (hey, you try finding heels to fit at such short notice).
He teetered his way to his dorm room, nudged the door open with a foot and completely ignoring Dashner and Harry, clomped across the room and dumped his armload of stuff onto his bed.
Only then did he turn around and notice there were other people in the room.
"Hello." He said casually.
Dashner was staring at him, clearly unable to quite form words.
Ronan smiled and took off his pretty tiara and sash, carefully placing them beside the junk on the bed.
"Excuse me, I really should get changed. It was a long trip." He nodded to both boos, grabbed some clothes from a drawer and disappeared into the bathroom to shower.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 12:44 pm
Dashner kept staring as Ronan dissapeared into the bathroom. "Don't forget to condition!" he called, rolling his eyes slightly, taking off his leather jacket and throwing it onto the bed.
"'Ey, mate! I'm Dashner Hawke, I understand you're our new doommate? Nice to meet you," he said to Harry, extending a hand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 3:08 pm
Harry watched his tiaraed and sashed doomie head into the bathroom and nodded approvingly. Maybe this wasn't totally Squaresville. You should always respect one's life(or unlife) choices!
Harry Herne. Groovy wings, man. Bet you could blow the doors off people in a race with those.
He quickly dug into his bag. He wanted to get a full array of pamphlets out so Dashner could get in on all his clawses. Harry became so involved in sorting through pamphlets that he didn't realized he had spaced on Dashner until Jareth squawked another lyric from the normie boo-sician.
"Ground control to Major Tom!"
"Huh? Whoa...I, like, totally spaced there. Did you say something?"
Booklets on saving the whales, freeing the goblins, and raising kale plants ethically spilled to the floor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 12:29 am
Shortly Ronan returned dressed in his usual attire, hair still damp.
Then he took to sorting through the various bits and pieces covering his bed.
"you are our new dorm mate I assume?" He glanced to Harry, then down at the pamphlets on the floor. He thrust a hand out.
"I am Ronan Aalto."
He looked to Dashner. "I don't suppose you have any interest in vintage vinyl? Kai and Nero seemed to think I was the beast monster to dump all this on and i'm not certain what to do with it all." He held up a record, the beast boos. "Not really my taste." He grimaced, as Dashner well knew, Ronan's musical taste seemed to be the louder and more yelling, the better.
"So how was the road trip?" Dashner asked.
"Broad trip" Ronan corrected.
"What's the difference?"
"I'm not certain, but Nero was addament there was a difference. Having never been on a road trip, I cannot judge."
"So how was it?"
"I believe the other boos decided upon the term EPIC." He smiled oddly. "It was fun."
"Yeah.. looks like you had uh... quite an adventure."
"Oh yes." Ronan said nothing more on the matter, carefully folding his sash and putting that and the tiara carefully, almost reverantly into his trunk.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2014 4:53 pm
"Harry Herne."
After shaking Ronan's hand, Harry went back to finding the perfect clawse for his new doomies to take part in. Destroy All Plastic? Might be going too far for a first clawse. Save the Great Scarier Reef? Too far g-ogre-phically.Drum Circles Against the Dieditarod. Again, too far...and possibly too creepercussiony. He didn't want to drag his new doomies hundred of killometers away. More pamphlets fell out of his bag as Harry continued his search.
"It'll be a gas when I find it," Harry muttered to himself.
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 4:51 am
Ronan watched Harry for a while, trying to figure out what in the seven seas he was up to. That was a lot of paper, and every single one seemed to have some different slogan.
"Save the whales" "End ocean dumping" and on and on they went.
He mused that he really should introduce this guy to Venus, they two would get on like... well... a forest fire.
"That is an awful lot of paper." He remarked, turning to open the window so a small black and white storm petral could flutter into the room and glare petulently at the Selkie.
"I'm sorry alright!" Ronan fished through a few drawers and located a bag of dried fish which he opened and shared with the bird. "I didn't anticipate ending up in New Goreleans. "
The bird cawed but the food seemed to placate it. Then it took to glaring at Harry and Jareth instead.
Ronan sighed.
"He's in a mood."
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 5:59 pm
"Oh, yes. I champion a lot of clawses!"
Harry tried to straighten all his pamphlets. Maybe Ronan would like 'Club A Soda, Not A Seal.' But that might offend him by painting him into coroner! Picking a clawse for others was tougher than he thought. Harry cleared his throat and made a pitch.
"So, my fellow groovy travellers. I thought maybe we could find a common clawse, kick around the hack-ee sack, maybe protest in a drum circle against a grimjustice. It would be a bonding hacktivity!"
Harry noticed the glaring bird.
"Your feathered fiend seems hacked off."
"You've got a very heavy reputation but no one knows about your low-life," Jareth squawked at Ronan's petral.
"Jareth! That was rude, dude! Whoa....that's a little poem."
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 8:12 am
Dashner fiddled with his claws as he sat on his bed. Suddenly, he got an idea. He got up, shoving Ronan out the door. "Come on! We should show Harry around the school!" He exclaimed, pulling Harry along.
"But-" Ronan tried to protest, but Dashner wouldn't hear it. Before long, they were out and walking towards Monster High.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 10:32 am
Ronan grudgingly tagged along, Colridge settling on his shoulder and continuing to look peeved.
"Are you certain we should be wandering around school grounds on the freakend?" Ronan asked worriedly. "What if we aren't supposed to be here?"
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