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 Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 4:58 pm
Marceline read through the message a few times, mostly finding the willpower to get herself out of the blanket fort and down the stairs to the Uncommon Room. Still, she couldn't bring herself to dress like she was going out, so she wrapped herself up in a patchwork blanket and headed downstairs.Dashner walked into the Uncommon room, finding a little corner and pushing two chairs into the corner. It was abandoned - most were at after school activities or getting ready for date night later that night. He sat down and waited, and finally spotted her coming down the stairs.
He felt his heart drop to the bottom of his stomach. He got up and walked over to her, putting a comforting arm around her. "Marcie, are you okay? Come, sit, let's talk." He said softly, walking with her over to the little corner he had set up.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2015 5:38 pm
Marceline's eyes welled up as Dashner put his arm around her, and she buried her face into her blanket to regain composure as he led her to their corner.
"Oh, Dash..." She sighed as she flopped into the chair. Dashner opened his backpack and dug out her homework assignments, tossing them gently on the small coffee table between them before sitting down himself. "I jus' don't know anymore. I'm not sad anymore, not really... I'm just... I'm just not ready t'face this. I'm scared t'go back t'school and have t'talk about it with ev'ryone. And I'm scared to see him."
"It feels like you've been gone forever... I miss seeing you in Home Ick." Dashner said.
"It's been the longest day of my unlife, hones'ly." Marceline pulled the blanket off and let it rest in her lap. "But I have to move on."
"Are you okay? Do you want to talk about what happened with Rory? He's been dying to talk to you..."
"I.... don't want to talk about him. Not yet. I'll cross that bridge when I get'ta it. For now... I hear y'takin' Peggy on a date t'night! How's that goin'?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2015 6:50 pm
"Yeah, I guess. I kinda signed up for skiing down a volcano and then had to change to going to a concert. I just hope it doesn't ruin it." He sighed.
"I just want you to know that... I think I know how you feel. With all this... Merabell... Stuff... I'm still really unsure about dating. Peggy's really nice, cool, I'll even say beautiful, but you know how much the Merabell thing hurt me and I don't know if I want to risk that again. For my own good. But I thought I'd give it a try..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2015 10:35 am
"Well, it's good y'gettin' y'self back out there... instead of hiding in your doomit'ry like some monsters..." Marceline clutched her blanket and curled into it, feigning cold.
"Marcie..." Dashner began, reaching a claw out to his friend; Marceline stood up suddenly before he could reach her.
"I just... I need t'get outta the house t'night. I've already made plans... I..." Her yellow eyes scanned the room, desperately looking for an idea, when they fell upon the bulletin boo-ard, and a flyer from The Looking Glass Book Store. "... I thought I might check out this Poetry Scorner Th'Lookin' Glass is doin' tonight. Sounds like somethin' the cafes back home used t'do. Yeah. It'll get my mind off'a Rory and get me back in a frame of mind t'get back to school. Yeah..."
She was about to dash back to her doomitory without another word, but she paused and turned heel back to Dashner, who had stood up and was giving her a perplexed look. She walked back over to him and gave him a hug.
"Thanks, Dashner. For everything. Have fun on your date, and then afterwards we should fang out, ok?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2015 7:28 pm
Harry was showing off his totally cruel lava lamp(NOW WITH MORE LAVA!) to Kai. They were waiting on their goblin dopplegangers. Gopplegangers. As Harry explained to Kai not to "jiggle the lamp too much or it will erupt, like, everywhere", the young prince had a thought. One that didn't involve saving the world from genetically mortified brussel sprouts.
"Dude. I have an idea about who could totally drum up Woestock's drum circle! Goobledygook, could you send someone to ask that ghoul with ALL the arms to stop by please?"
"Her name is Sally."
"Yea, yea, man. Sally ALL the Arms."
Goobledygook stepped outside and summoned a burly goblin.
"The young master demands that Sally ALL the Arms be brought to him immediately."
The burly goblin headed off while too goofy looking goblins showed up. Goobledygook sighed and ushered them inside. They both had entirely vapid looks on their faces and hugged Harry.
"Don't hug the young master!"
"Haha! It's okay! Kai, this Gooker and Geeker!"
The two goblins turned their emptyheaded smiles upon Kai and hugged him. Their simultaneous greetings were muffled by the dual hugs.
"HI, KAI!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2015 8:41 pm
"Woah, uh...hi." Kai was taken by surprise by all the hugging. Did these two know what they were getting in to? "Thanks for agreeing to help us out with Deadtention tomorrow."
"Yes! Deadtention! That sounds so fun!"
"I am so pumped for this!!"Kai raised an eyebrow and shot a look to Harry, but Harry was too distracted scarefully putting his lava lamp back on his dresser."So you guys don't...have any problem enduring four hours of quiet study time? Or possibly film strips about hygine?" "No problem at all! It's going to be our honor to endure this horrible punishment for you!"
"I AM SO PUMPED FOR THIS!!!!"Kai leaned over to Harry."Do you...do you really think these two can pull this off?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2015 11:42 am
"Crimson and clover, dude, don't worry. They're cruel."Ten minutes later....
Gooker and Geeker were dressed in some of Harry and Kai's spare clothes. Gibberish had added some makeup to make them look more like the boos they were pretending to be.Then, the acting lessons had begun..."HI! I AM HARRY HERNE AND NO ONE ELSE....CERTAINLY NOT A GOBLIN NAMED GOOKER! MY BUDDY, SKYE MERHA, AND I ARE HERE FOR DEADTENTION!"
"I AM SO PUMPED FOR THIS!""Heh. Geeker, not so tense, dude. Just go with the flow. And the name is Kai not Skye."
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2015 10:26 am
It was going to work.
It HAD to work.
It really, really, TRULY HAD to work.
Kai really wanted Harry's Woestock fearstival to succeed. He wanted Harry to see what a clawesome place New Salem was, and he wanted everymonster far and wide to hear Harry's message of peace, love, tolerance and...something about drums.
"Look at me! I'm Kai Merha! Gnarly, gnarly, gnarly."
"And I'm Harry Herne! I like to hug trees! HUG THEM SO HARD!"
"That's perfect!" Harry grinned at Gooker and Geeker. "Or at least, perfect enough. Don't you think so, Kai?"
"Brutha, I don't think it's going to get any more perfect." Kai answered as honestly as he could.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 2:13 pm
In my doom...in my dooom...
Due to arriving right before final hexams, Harry Herne had been given a pass on taking them this scaremester. It was just as well because Harry was buried under the covers on his bed. The only illumination was the gently blobbling of his lava lamp(NOW WITH MORE REAL LAVA!) as the young Sidhe stared at the ceiling. Harry was officiall Bummed Out.
"When Harry was in Winter's Court...let my Harry gooooo...."
Woestock was failure on a cosmic scale. He had failed the BOJANGLES, the goblins, Kai, the students, and most especially the systematic, hydromatic, ultimatic Atomica Servo. He didn't deserve to be a hacktivist. He should just buy a suit and work on Rawr Street for the Monster. This was how far he had fallen...Selling Out sounded like an idea.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:39 am
Quote: Hext Message: To: Harry Herne
From: Glen Da WestHey Harry! Thanks for the great time at Woestock! Had LOTS of fun! As a bit of thanks, how would you like to spend a couple days of Cryptmas vaca in Oz with me, my mom and Aunty Glinda? Let me know!
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 3:29 pm
Glen da West Quote: Hext Message: To: Harry Herne
From: Glen Da WestHey Harry! Thanks for the great time at Woestock! Had LOTS of fun! As a bit of thanks, how would you like to spend a couple days of Cryptmas vaca in Oz with me, my mom and Aunty Glinda? Let me know! Quote: To: Glen Da West
From: Harry HerneI, I will be king And you, you will be queen Though nothing will drive them away We can beat them, just for one day
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 4:31 pm
In his doom...
As officially Bummed Out as he was, Harry was also hungry. He needed food. Maybe a hummus hex dog or...wait...he didn't deserve something delicious and vegan. He deserved m...he deserved meee....oh by the black bones of the Hurdy Gurdy Man....he deserved MEAT. Harry almost hurled on to Kai's bed just thinking about it but that was all part of being a hacktivist failure and Selling Out. Sighing heavily, he summoned Gibberish.
"I need a suit."
A brief time later...
Harry stared at the mirror. Gibberish grinned a gobliny grin. Jareth preened in the corner.
"It's wonderful, Young Master! You look a real Wail Street power broker!"
"It's horrible. It's what I deserve."
Heaving a huge sad sigh, Harry the Wail Street power broker headed out to the creeperteria for lunch.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2016 5:39 pm
Harry's doom...
Sitting at his desk, Harry Herne was studying hard. As hard as gagamantium, the hardest metal known to monster and superhorrors. The goblins had brought Harry this book earlier in the day. It was a challenging read but would pay off greatly later. He would ace this test! He would be victorious! What was the name of this ancient tome of knowledge that had the young Fae prince hypnotized?
How to Date Your Dragon(And Not Get Killed In the Process) by Horrendous Body Function. It was an odd name for an author but then again, it was an odd book. But where else could Harry learn to go on a date with Draconia and expect to survive her fiery wrath? But he would! He would survive! As long as he knew how to date, he knew he would stay alive! He had all his life to live and A LOT of protests to give so he would survive! HE WOULD SURVIVE!
"Hey, hey..." Harry mumbled as he read on why Dragons would burn any flowers given to them.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2016 3:04 pm
In his doom....
Harry's iCoffin went dinged and he picked it up. After tentatively poking at it(he had no idea what he was doing), the Fae prince finally got Atomica's message to appear. His eyes widened. Could a Sell Out be a Hero? Atomica's Hero? He began poking at the iCoffin to try and send a message in reply.
"How does this junker work? ATOMICA? CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
The lens zoomed in towards Harry's eye.
"What do you need? I can help! Wait...what? What are you doing?"
There was a sound of a struggle and the iCoffin fell from Harry's hand. It was able to record a gaggle of goblins tackle Harry and begin to give him a stakeover and new clothes.
"GAH! STOP!"
"Never, Young Master. You must prepare for you date with the Dragon Lady."
The recording stopped and was automatically sent to Atomica.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2016 9:05 am
Draconia checked her watch. Right on time - not too early, and not too late. Unlike wizards, dragons were always punctual. She did a quick self-check.
Her outfit was functional yet sporty. It said 'dinner with a friend' without presuming anything more. Her hair looked fangtastic. She'd done it up in curls and topped the entire thing with a warm hat. Her shoes were lace-up boots with nice rubber heels that would help keep her from slipping on any ice that they might encounter on the sidewalks. She didn't want to klutz her way into a snowdrift tonight!
Her iCoffin was fully charged (Fiercebook was totally lit up with pictures of mansters at the maul taking their shirts off for some reason) and she'd called ahead to ensure that the two of them had a reservation at the Die-ner. This was going to go off smashingly, Draconia reassured herself.
"Remember your goals, ghoul!" Draconia psyched herself up. "Get to know Harry. Find out what makes him tick!"
Draconia reached up and knocked on Harry's doomatory room.
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