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 Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 2:02 pm
The entire maul seemed to rumble as Atomica took off with a blast from the starting line for Lin's chopping spree."Ooh! Appliances!" Lin pointed, but they zipped past them. "Oh hey! TVs!" But they zipped past those, too. Atomica was on a mission. 'Anything that isn't nailed down'....that's what the salesmonster said.
Atomica's scanners revealed to her that the acrylic case holding all of the reserved iBlarghs was, in fact, NOT nailed down. And since the chopping spree had been announced, Atomica had noticed Lin's vital signs going absolutely crazy. His end could be near! There was only one option....GET THE IBLARGS NO MATTER WHAT."Hold up your arms!" Atomica commanded Lin, who was starting to get huffy as they sped past the appliances without picking anything up."Huh?""HOLD UP YOUR ARMS!" Atomica shouted in a voice synthesized so commandingly that Lin couldn't help but obey. They were going at a fangtastic speed now, zipping down the aisle right towards the locked reserve case where the ten tantalizing iBlarghs sat. Atomica scanned the route and made her calculations. Rocco and Toralei were laughing, standing at a 10-degree angle from the target point. Their speed was nearing forty-five miles per glower."Stay on target..." Atomica reminded herself. Lin turned around and his eyes nearly popped out of his head."You're gonna hit them! Move to the left!""Stay on target!" Atomica yelled. Lin gritted his teeth."Look out!" He barely managed to cry, causing Toralei and Rocco to look up. Toralei shrieked and Rocco threw his hands over his head, launching the coffinchinos he was carrying into the air. At the absolute very last second, Atomica hit the brakes -
*SCREEEECH!*
-causing Lin to launch headfirst out of the baby seat of the cart, do a perfect double-cartwheel over the heads of Toralei and Rocco! His outstretched arms snatched up the acrylic case of iBlarghs. Two more cartwheel turns, and by the time Lin started falling downward, Atomica had expertly positioned the cart so that Lin fell right back into the baby seat with a jolting BUMP.
Lin blinked.
Toralei blinked.
Two coffinchinos splashed on Rocco's head.
Suddenly, it dawned on Lin what he was holding. A huge, contented smile crept across his face and he started lovingly petting the locked acrylic box."i-Blaaaarrrrgggghhh....." He cooed. Atomica scanned his vital signs. Everything was back to abnormal!"MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! YEAH! GOOO ME!" She started to spellebrate, but then checked her internal clock.
There were still three minutes and fifteen-point-eight seconds left in the chopping spree!"Whaddaya think you're doing?!" Rocco started to fume, but Atomica had already clasped both of her mechanical hands on the cart and taken off again.
"Hang on, Lin! We have plenty of spree left!" She told her bluddy. Lin looked up from the box, almost as if he was surprised there was anything in the world besides those iBlarghs."Can we go to the lock and key aisle first?" He asked, pawing sadly at the lock on the acrylic case.
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 6:27 pm
Ronan Aalto
"I don't suppose you're able to transport monsters with you when you disappear are you?"
He stood out of Dashner's arms as dignified as he possibly could and tried to give Ronan a comforting smile, which, unknown to him was sort of horrifying after his taking a face-first dive into the makeup counter."Sure, just take my hand and we can-"And then Rory vanished.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 12:01 am
Ronan smiled back worridly at Rorrim. While his makeup smeared visage may have made others recoil, it reminded the selkie of his ghoulfriend, so actually was somewhat comforting.
He idly wondered if she was somewhere in this crowd, or if she'd had the sense to stay away.
Then Rory disappeared.
"Rorrim?" Ronan looked around desperately, there went his only chance of escape.
"Rorrim!"
Drat, now he'd have to summon the boo again. He reached out a shaking hand to Dashner, finding that despite wanting to move over to the mirrors, his body quite refused to move from his current spot.
"H.. help?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 8:29 am
Perry Hartley "If... you need a second one... i'm sure I can tackle one of this ghouls for you. Just.. let me catch my breath... a moment.."
Draconia huffed some boiling-hot steam....Glen KNEW better than to use his phone charm for spellbound cards! This was supposed to be used if he was in trouble, Cirque Sinistaire-sized trouble! Caffiend-sized trouble! Not 'I can't find a slip of paper with a drawing on it I want' trouble! Draconia put the iCoffin back in her purse without replying. She loved Glen dearly, but on some things, the boo was clearly spoiled rotten. While she would try her beast to get him the card he wanted, she was not going to let him bully and prod her into abandoning all else for it.
Draconia looked at her chopping companions. While Hellene was plotting, Perry was looking mournfully out the front of the store at the Skate Chop across the vernanda. The Skate Chop was right next to the chop Glen bought his cards from.
A huge rumble interrupted all of their thoughts."Bloody bats, was that at Beast Buy? What's going ON over there?!" She asked her companions.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 9:13 am
Dashner walked over to Ronan, looking over to see what Falconnie was doing. She was checking out. He looked at the mirror and then back at Ronan. "He could be in New Goreleans. He was there for Fangsgiving because he was meeting Marceline's family..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 9:46 am
Ronan grabbed Dashner with both hands and pulled him closer so he could hiss into his face.
"Get.. me.. out... of here... "
He looked close to complete panic, his eyes were wide and he was visibly shaking.
A loud rumbling from somewhere else in the maul did NOT help matters. His grip on Dashner tightened as he gulped loudly.
"Now!"
Dashner struggled and pulled himself out of the Selkie's grip, straightening his collar and running a hand through his ruffled hair.
"ok ok, chill man. I'll get him back."
He turned back to the mirrors and once more started to chant "Rorrim Bludworth... Rorrim Bludworth" over and over.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 9:52 am
"I dunno.. whatever it is.. it sounds CLAWSOME" Perry scrambled to his feet as Hellene plucked the talon polish from his hands.
"We should go check it out, we totally need to go check that out."
He tried to get away, but Hellene, without even looking up from examining her talon polish, grabbed one of his arms and hissed.
"Don't even think about it."
Perry slumped, gazing longingly beyond the crowds.
"Fine.. where to next ghouls." He sighed.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 10:20 am
Ronan Aalto He turned back to the mirrors and once more started to chant "Rorrim Bludworth... Rorrim Bludworth" over and over. "What're you doing here?" "Never mind that!" Glen replied, shaking his head. He let go of Rory. "What are YOU doing here, and do you have the Bleak Friday special edition Spellbound card with you?!""Out! Now! Get me out of here!" Ronan wasn't interested in mincing words or hearing hexplanations. He grabbed Rory by the arm and pulled him in close. "PLEASE!""I-*hic!*- need- *hic!* a moment of *hic!* peace-" Rory began. He never got to finish, though, as he and Ronan promptly vanished again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 10:48 am
Dashner just stared as Rory and Ronan just... Dissappeard, leaving him with Glen. Just as he was about to question Glen further, Falconnie ran up to him, much more energetic than before.
"finished! We MUST go to another store!"
Dashner groaned as she started to walked out of the store, mouthing to Glen: 'Help.'
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 11:31 am
Atomica Servo "Hang on, Lin! We have plenty of spree left!" She told her bluddy. Lin looked up from the box, almost as if he was surprised there was anything in the world besides those iBlarghs."Can we go to the lock and key aisle first?" He asked, pawing sadly at the lock on the acrylic case.
"Help!"
"Runaway automaton!"Oh but those were just a few of the startled cries of the monsters that chose not to stand back and watch the proceedings of the chopping spree and instead resume their own chopping duties throughout the stores! How selfish of them to get in the way of a gremlin and his beast ghoul's mission! They 'zoomed' -- literally, ZOOMED -- past two vampires who only avoided getting creamed by turning into bats and fluttering away to a safer standpoint! They blew right past a tool aisle and with one hand on the cart, Atomica used her other hand to literally sweep as many keys and other lock accoutrements... "One of those is bound to unlock that thing!" She called aloud as she put the brakes on one of her skates and spun around, Lin hanging on for dear unlife with just the one claw, since he wasn't about to let go of the case in his lap! She sped up and cut a close corner, sending a sneaking Toralei into a tailspin and a loud yelp as the wheel ran right over her tail! "Sorry!" Atomica yelled out. "As if!"She then let out a startled 'beep' of surprise as they found their path to the vintage boosic and Boo-Ray cut off by... "Zombie flash mob!" Atomica wailed. "That is SO RUDE!""Lass, look!" Lin fidgeted and pointed. "The last Catty Noir set -- and that zombie is gonna get it!""What are you doing!?""Guard that with your unlife!"Lin shifted the case to the side and climbed up out of the baby seat and scrambled on top of a shelving unit and he started cutting across! Atomica automatically started scanning him and his heart rate was spiking once again! "Lin! NOOO!"Lin came to the end of the divider and this is where those short, stumpy legs of his proved useful as he ran right across the zombies' heads until he got to the Catty Noir display! Slow Mo was just moments (minutes) away from grasping the last one when Lin snatched it, pink collector edition and all! Lin then spun around and ran right back across the zombie noggins until he hopped onto another shelf where Atomica sped right beside him! "Jump!"But instead Lin tossed her the Catty Noir set and she caught it, depositing it in the baby seat right beside the iBlarghs! "Look out!""Meowrrr!" A very perturbed Toralei sprung from across another display, but before she reached Lin, she elicited a screech of horror as she was blasted with a jet of water -- Aimed expertly by Cassandra who stood ready on Gryff's orders to help him intervene against those werecats! Atomica then found piles of goods -- DVD sets, Boo Rays, players, etc... being shoved from the shelves and into the cart as Lin raced along, pushing them with both claws as he went! The cart was quickly packed to capacity and Lin yelled, "Get that up front and bring more carts! Meet you in Electronics!"Atomica swerved around... "Hold it right there!"And she sent the lumbering Rocco flying into a random Hexbox display as she did as Lin instructed and her gremlin bluddy raced for Electronics!
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 7:43 am
"Dashner? Glen? Why are you walking so slow?" Falconnie called behind her as the two boos walked quite the distance behind her."Trying to spot some special spellbound card," Dashner called back, putting his hands in his pockets."What makes this card so special?" Falconnie asked, looking into another Ghoul's fashion store."It's a bleak friday special spellbound card," Glen replied, slightly annoyed since he had already mentioned it being a special edition. Then Dashner's phone rang.Dashner stared at his phone, slightly annoyed that they thought it was Dashner who was summoning him. Rorrim was nowhere to be seen at the maul. Dashner quickly replied to the hext while walking:Bro, I'm not the one summoning him. He isn't even here right now.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 8:39 am
Perry Hartley
"Fine.. where to next ghouls." He sighed.
Fashion Bites was only two storefronts away, but the massive glut of monsters in the maul made it seem more like two continents. Draconia tried to step out into the foot traffic, and was immediately shoved back against Perry and Hellene."How rude!" Draconia lamented as a second attempt resulted in her being bounced back even harder. Perry smirked."Hah! Let me show you how it's done, ladies." Perry cracked his knuckles and assumed a football-style three-point stance. "Twenty-two! Thirteen! Hut!"Just like a Friday Night against Granite City, Perry shoulder-tackled into the crowd, sending monsters flying left and right! Gargoyles bounced to the left and mummies flew to the right as Perry ground-n-pounded a path for Hellene and Draconia."Sorry! Hexcuse us! Sorry! So sorry!" Draconia apologized to each monster as they sifted through the crowd. Most of them were too mesmerized by the bargains to even notice they'd been displaced. Soon, the trio arrived inside of Fashion Bites."Perry, that was bloody amazing!" Draconia patted him on the back in glee. Even Hellene gave him an approving nod."Now THAT's how you chop on Bleak Friday!" Perry almost caught himself grinning in the face of the compliments, but quickly realized it and resumed his original, pained-to-be-in-a-maul-with-ghouls demeanor."So...what exactly are we here for?" He informed them in a slightly-too-grumpy tone to compensate for his own feeling of hexcitedness. "Hope it doesn't take forever.""Here you go!" A vampire sales associate handed all three of them tickets. "These are for the vintage hat raffle. You're very lucky, these are the last three tickets. This year is really very hat-heavy at the maul, isn't it?" "Ta!" Draconia thanked the associate. She took a deep breath, and dove into a rack of sixties-era sheath dresses. They smelled like grimcense and peppermints; her favourite scent.
Meanwhile, Perry looked down at his ticket, then across the maul towards the skate chop. They were so close...
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 9:21 am
Glen held a hand over his tummy, still looking a touch worse for wear after his unhexpected trip with cousin Rory. Traveling across such distances of New Goreleans to New Salem was... Waitaminute...New Salem.... Glen was at ... the maul!!! That meant... "Grave Expectations!"There was still a chance! Glen rose up on his skate board -- be darned the upset tummy -- and took off in a mad aerial dash! And speaking of Dash, Glen sntached a handful of Dashner's jacket, dragging him along! Hey, what are bluddies for?
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 3:46 pm
"Seriously.. what IS the deal with the hats..." Perry muttered to himself, finding a convenient wall to lean sulkily against as he waited for the ghouls to find whatever they were looking for.
He didn't dare try to escape, much as he longed to. He was convinced Hellene had some sort of sixth sense for trechery, every time he even faintly considered the idea of leaving he caught her glaring at him.
He was still moping when the sales associate appeared again with a megaphone.
"If I could have your attention for just a moment, it's time to call out the raffle winners!"
several cheers went up from the crowd.
All this hexcitement over hats? Perry thought to himself, shaking his head.
"Number three seven eight?" The sales associate repeated the number several times before someone elbowed him hard in the ribs.
He looked up to see Draconia, several vintage gowns under one arm, pointing hexcitedly at the ticket he was still holding.
"over here! He has it!" She called out. "Blimey, what luck!"
Perry stared at her in incomprehension, then around at the crowd who were all staring at him. He felt a prickling, unpleasent sense of self conciousness, shrinking a little into himself.
"I don't need a hat." he muttered. But the sales associate didn't seem to be listening. She eagerly bounded over and presented him with his prize, an authentic, vintage, 1930s fedora.
"Go on, try it on" the vampire smiled sweetly, clapping her hands together eagerly.
Perry groaned but did as he was told, shooting her an incredulous look. "happy?"
"Fabulous! Congratulations sir, today must be your lucky day." She returned to her till.
Funny, Perry thought, gazing longingly toward the skate shop once more, he didn't feel very lucky.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 8:05 pm
Dashner, now confused, was dragged by Glen to the Grave Expectations store. He walked into the very crowded store, trying to keep up with Glen."Glen??"
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