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 Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 8:57 am
Marceline heard the lunch bell ring, and her stomach gave a frightening lurch. She'd hoped that there'd be at least a little time to eat after making up this lab assignment, but at least she was headed straight to Home Ick, and today they were preparing chicken harmagiana! She wouldn't go hungry today, after all.
Making sure the foamy mess she'd made was properly cleaned up, she hastily swung her labcoat onto the rack and dashed out of Mr. Hack's classroom, to meet up with her lab partner, Dashner Hawke. Thanks to his impressive wingspan, he wasn't hard to pin down in the bustling hallway of students.
"Dash, hey!" She called out after him, before realizing he was walking with his arm around Merabell Ice. It appeared they had patched up their relationship, or at least were working on it; Marceline found herself breathing a sigh of relief. At least this meant he wasn't still harboring feelings for her... She felt it was right to let them be when Dashner didn't turn around, and headed off to Home Ick by herself.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 9:10 am
Hellene said her good-byes to Deuce and bumped into a familiar ghoul on her way out of the Home Ick room.
"Marceline! Are you free this weekend? You simply must be, Draconia and I are having a creepover at the Looking Glass, have you heard? She sent ou a text but I know not everyone looks at the phone between classes because this is a learning environment and sometimes you have to put the iCoffin to mute, so are you coming? Have you heard if anyone else is coming yet?"
She glanced down the hall at Dashner.
"It will be completely and utterly boo free. Except maybe Uncle Wocky, but he won't bother us at all, he's a perfect gentlemonster."
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 9:20 am
Meme covered her ears as Ascreama screeched. "Heritage food AND a glitter theme? This day just keeps getting better! I have to find Jewels! We need to coordinate sparkly outfits! What class do we have next? I need to get designing!"
"Screamin' sewers, where do you get all this energy from!?" The clown girl rolled her eyes and headed off to class too. Despite her best efforts, she too grew visibly excited about the creepover and outfit planning. Throughout the lesson she continued drifting off, wondering how long it would take to cover an entire suit in sequins..
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 10:08 am
Marceline shook off a spell of uneasiness and flashed a kind smile to Hellene.
"Well I haven't heard from an'one else yet, but I'll be there f'sure!" She brushed her hair away from her face, not immediately noticing the large fluff of foam that had gotten stuck there in lab. "I ain't never been to a real creepover before, so I'm really hexcited! I even e-gored Maman for her boo-gniet recipe! Can't wait!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 12:36 pm
Dashner turned to Merabell, "Sorry Mera, gotta get to class. See ya later!" He saluted and walked toward his next periiod class- Home Ick.
Dashner strolled in and sat at him and Marceline's Home Ick tabe, pateintly waiting for his Home Ick partner and beastie to get done talking to another ghoul.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 12:41 pm
JD's pride was pretty wounded... for one, his precious convertible was crushed by a gargoyle in the circus raid a few nights back, and was still in the shop. Consequently, he had to take the bus to school, sacrificing his reputation quite a bit... only to remember later that he could've hitched a ride with Shad through the closet. He winced at his oversight. No matter how hard he tried, it seemed he'd always be forgetting things...
His iCoffin vibrated in his pocket, and JD dreaded that it was his father calling again to chide him for wrecking his car. He was pleasantly surprised to see it was Glen da West hexting him! A boos-only creepover! Hexcellent! This would fix his reputation, for sure!
You bet I'll be there, bro!!
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 12:44 pm
Gryff N " Watch it, Deadmund Killery. Get lost on your way to Mt Neverest?"
She ran into Mad Science, sitting down promptly. Her iCoffin buzzed. At first, she ignored it. Then it buzzed again. She sighed, picking it up. Yet another hext from Draconia! When reading it, she immeditaly knew what she'd bring- Seaweed wraps! A family favorite! She quickly put her iCoffin away and took her coat off as Mr. Hackington walked into the classroom.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 1:16 pm
School was annoying today. Nobody was bowing down at Gryff's feet thanking him for saving them from the circus, and that was annoying. Even moreso annoying was the fact that Atomica's suggestion for Tombcoming theme "DESTROY ALL FLESHY CREATURES" got passed over in favor of some glittersplosion of a theme. And now, annoying on top of annoying, there was some creepover being planned for the freakened, totally biting into all of Atomica's plans to sit on the interweb and upload pictures of her pet mouse with funny sayings under them.
"Laaaaaaame." Atomica informed Lin before the two split up to go to different classes. "This creepover is going to be sooooo lame. In fact, it's going to be SO VERY TOTALLY lame, that I might as well go so that I can give you guys constant hooter updates about the sheer lameness it exudes. And also bake some silicon-chip muffins. And bring with my new MAXX HACKTOR makeup kit. And probably download one of the scariest Normie movies I know of - 'The Breakfast Club.'"
Yikes, Atomica had to be scareful. If she tried TOO hard, this creepover was going to be clawesome instead of uber-lame. She parted ways with Lin and headed to Mad Science. Her subroutine pulled up a reminder - Ronan had better make it, or else she was going to find him and eject him through the nearest window as hard as robotically possible.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 1:31 pm
Ronan spent the remainder of lunch trying to make head or tails from Atomica's notes, thankful that despite her glaring flaws, at least her notes were meticulous, but translating was slow going.
He ignored his icoffin buzzing in his pocket, engrossed in his work.
The bell rang and he packed up his belongings and headed to class, remembering half way about the message. Hastily he pulled the phone from his coat pocket and frowned a little. An invite to a... creepover? He didn't bother to reply, he'd do so later. Right now he had class to rush to.
Stuffing the phone back into his pocket he hurried to Mad Science and took his seat beside his mechanical lab partner.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 1:34 pm
Glen sat right up front, at his usual spot in Mad Science class. Kids were still filtering in, having just come out of lurch, but Glen had practically bowled everyone over en route to his favorite class. Glen was always the first to arrive at Mad Science, and usually the last to leave.
(And that's only because Mister Hack has to force him out of the classroom.)
The only thing he did not like was the fact that this year, he had no Mad Science partner. Mister Hack had assigned this year's screamester's lab partner's, and being the odd boo out (no jokes now!), Glen was left without someone to share his Mad Science expertise with.
Glen watched eagerly as the last few kids were trailing in, anxious himself to get started. He eyed his beakers and set up, checked his notes and hext book, when Mister Hack's thundering voice drew his attention, along with everyone else's.
"Yes! Good! I was told you'd be arriving!"
Mister Hack was standing intimidatingly over his cousin Rory who eyed Glen's favorite teacher with a wary eye.
"I do love fresh meat in my class! But you'd going to need a lab partner! Mister da West..."
"RIGHT HERE!!!"
Glen practically screamed, waving at his cousin and pulling a vacant chair over beside him -- well vacant only because the two headed boo had almost sat down into it before Glen grabbed it.
At last! Not only did he have a lab partner, but it would be his own cousin!
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 1:35 pm
She wouldn't admit it, but Vinnie was secretly grateful that Headless Headmistress Bloodgood gave her another chance after the circus debacle. She'd started each new feariod sauntering into the back of the classroom, glowering at her peers, while secretly reveling in the whispers that danced behind her back; though she genuinely enjoyed the lecture in Hiss-tory, whilst feigning disinterest.
There was a flurry of iCoffin activity during the start of her Dead Languages class. Every ghoul in her class began to chatter incessantly about this weekend's creepover -- whether or not they'd be able to attend, what they'd bring, what they'd wear -- Vinnie rolled her eyes, then checked her own iCoffin. No message inviting her... the nerve!!
"We'll see about that..." She muttered to herself.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 1:44 pm
Mr. Hackington in person versus watching Mr. Hackington through the mirror was a unique experience for Rory. There was no way watching Mad Science through the mirror could prepare him for the sounds and....smells, Mr. Hackington exuded as he rubbed his hands together in glee at some 'fresh meat' in his classroom.
But, how great was this?! His cousin was his lab partner! If anyone was going to be able to teach Rory the ropes, he was sure it would be Glen. He took a seat next to his cousin and pulled out his notebook, ready to start taking notes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 3:04 pm
She tugged her practice bag out of her locker as it took up most of its space, yanked once, twice, thrice!! Just as she tugged, she fell back right into someone behind her! "OH!!" She yelped in surprise! Who was that?!? Then she turned to see who it was and looked even more shocked. eek "Oh! It's The DJ!" She said happily with a sly smirk. She knew just how to get his attention!! 3nodding "You really should watch where you are going. hexting and walking could be very harmful in these halls." She was only partly joking as she blamed him for her own mistake.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 3:28 pm
"Woah!" JD yelped as he was knocked off his hooves by Vanissha. Quickly adjusting his shades, he stood up and offered his hand to the lovely ghoul he'd run into.
"We need to stop running into each other like this!" He flashed his perfect smile at her as she rose to her feet, and gently grasped her hand in his. "Uh, what I mean is... not so violently, y'know...?"
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