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 Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:51 pm
Before Belladona had a chance to speak (if at all she was going to address Chuppi) one of the male students that had been with the group had moved to address the Chupacabra instead. He smelt downright heavenly to the young woman, his animal blood tainted with just the right amount of roughness that called to the blood-drinker inside Chuppi, and beneath her fancy clothing her stomach gave a faint whine of protest. It did not like being teased, or so it appeared, and she popped her Thermos straw into her mouth for a quick sip. It hardly lasted more than a few seconds, the Chupcabra getting her timing for nerve-sips down to a limited amount, and she swallowed just as rapidly.
The delicious smelling student brave kelpie (she knew he was a Kelpie! Chuppi had been doing student research, yaaay! Plus he was kinda infamous for a teacher crush thingy ) had decided to speak to her after he knelt down, his words sort of teasing her like she was a little girl. It was hard for Chuppi to defend herself though about her age - she was thirteen and looked like she barely passed her primaries - so she did her best to keep it all inside. Plus she was being talked to! Chuppi liked being talked to - it means people wanted to be her friend!! Maybe.
"Good evening, Senor. I am really enjoying the Masque! It is a time when Monsters like us may celebrate, si? Have you come to dance and play too?"
Despite how she looked, the Chupacabra liked to dance. Her mother was very traditional, for what it was worth to a Chupacabra family, and therefore Temes had been raised with all the history and culture of her native legend creation.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 10:22 pm
"Its lovely to meet you Tess!" Belladonna gave the floating girl her best smile, turning toward Chuppi as she approached. Wasn't her dress just darling with all its ruffles and the way it dipped around her spines? And it was so colorful! Maybe it was a dress from Chuppi's heritage, because if it was Belladonna might have to go visit her family on their next break.
"Buenas tardes Chuppi and Happy Masque to you too!" She was about to ask something when Calder commented on having fun. Wasn't that odd? Why wouldn't they all want to have fun? That was the very reason they were all here, all the non-monsters were dressed up in strange costumes. Why, it was the reason she was saying they should all go dance! She wanted to dance and be free and stop worrying about every jacking thing. Her hands slammed onto her hips to state this fact when Calder was distracted by the form of Chuppi. Oh Hectate this was going to be fun!
"Distant cousin? Oh no, this is my good friend Chuppi!" With a quick move and happy smile Belladonna turned, bending over to place her hands on the small girl's shoulders in a very defensive sort of way, something that conveyed "She's small but one of us". After a quick waggle of her werewolf tail, she righted herself, passing a hand between the two. "Chuppi, this is Calder. He likes leeches. Calder, this is Chuppi. She likes............. blood." Once while watching the skelevee, Belladonna had watched a movie about a rather strange girl who was trying to date some rather weak looking man and was at a party and introduced people by telling something short about them. Unfortunately that movie did not teach Belladonna the not-awkward way to do this. Hhmmm. Maybe taking things from the skeevee was a bad idea. Ah well, such is the life as of an everyday, rather peppy, witch.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 11:42 pm
"Of course," Tess only chuckled, slightly wincing at the foot comment. Not that she could blame him, it was a common figure of speech and she had used it often when she was still connected to her lower body. Of course, using it now given her current state was just a little awkward. So she simply decided not to address the matter altogether.
When he introduced himself, Tess reached out to him with her free hand as she withdrew her tongue from her drink. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Valentino. I'm Maritess, but feel free to call me Tess. As for what I am, did you mean my costume or me?" she clarified, her eyes glancing upwards towards the horse ears she had crafted onto her headband. She didn't mind telling him either way as there was nothing wrong with learning about others.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 8:02 pm
((whoops I forgot if it did or not sweatdrop ))
"Both, I can only assume you share a common link to the vampire, beyond that I am at a loss. As for your costume, I am sorry, but I am very poor at discerning all monster costumes" Valentino was relying upon his loquaciousness habits too much for the conversation. what he could have said in a few words were suddenly being dragged out into multiple sentences.
Valentino tried to stop his speech by forcing a few more ounces of the punch down his throat. However, nothing short of a swift kick to the head would make him forget the night. Trying to find something else to look at, Valentino hoped he didn't seem too nervous, he just really wanted to look down and ask the obvious question.
Valentino hoped that he could change the subject from one that was slightly less awkward, "You look familiar, were you given detention too?" Valentino asked a little too quickly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 10:04 pm
((ooc: I thought detention happened after the MM? XD))
Tess squared her shoulders back as if in an automatic response (which was all it was really) "I'm dressed as a tikbalang. It's a minotaur-like monster from where I'm from only instead of a bull or cow, they're horses," she didn't go into too much detail on how she didn't have enough time to go all-out and make a complete mask. She suddenly leaned in close and whispered in a pleading and slightly conspiratory manner, "But don't tell Calder that. He thinks I'm dressed as a kelpie."
Drawing back, because she didn't want to make Valentino uncomfortable for invading his personal space, she continued "You're right about me being linked to a vampire. I'm a kind of vampire called manananggal, we sever our upper body from our lower body." She gestured to her, well, lack of legs for emphasis.
Tess blinked at the mention of detention. Huh, was he there? She would have to check the singles board again for his card. But all the same, "Yes, unfortunately, and no one even answered my ad," she mumbled a little embarrassed and disappointed. Maybe it was because she stuck it so high up on the board no one could see it? Or maybe no one was simply interested to begin with. "Did Belladonna answer yours? Or were you given detention for some other reason?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 12:31 am
He was in a skirt. He was in makeup. He was wearing jewelry. He was Israfel, and he felt ten shades of fabulous. Sure, his cosume was just his excuse to dress up, but ah, the bliss of having his wings out and his feet open to the cool air. His talons needed a good stretching after so long in those stuffy boots, (as stylish as they might be, he could only stand high fashion for so long). Still, the Monster Ball! Okay so it wasn't the Monster BALL. And there was no Lady Gaga, (MMmmmm Lady Gaga), but the siren would be JACKED not to enjoy the events! Plus, how could he not come out and oggle the costumes? Such hand made ones could show promise. Promise for the fashion club. The sight of his fellow leech lover, (and possible later target of a make over), made Israfel hop around a few students, mindful of his wings in the small attempts to glide over the short areas of open distance. It was a rare night he could give his wings a good flap after all. "Calder!" Israfel waved, doing his best to to swing the fake spear around. "Hey, uh," suddenly the Siren felt odd. "What's up?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 7:07 pm
While Belladonna's introductions would have been frowned up by any grand Witch of Proper Ghoul Etiquette, Calder wasn't one for noticing sort of bad manners in the first place. The introduction only made his braided tail swing back and forth more and more, listening to Belladonna about Chuppi and watching the miniature monster speak to him. She was so CUTE! He wanted to throw her up in the air, catch her, and then spin around and around – just like his pet frog, Hoggle, before he ran away to join the circus.
"Senor? Oh, I'm not a centaur. I'm a kelpie. It's like a horse that likes living in the water. Uh…sort of like this." He pointed to his mask, pulling it down over his face before pulling it back up to rest atop his head. "See?" (Calder has missed out on the different between 'si' and 'see' when she spoke.) Even Belladonna was speaking oddly, and noticing, he assumed they had their own language. Wanting to get along and not be left out, he proudly repeated the greeting Belladonna gave to the tiny girl. "Bananas Tarts to you, Chuppi."
Smiling, he looked back to the fire, the dancing mob of all shapes and shadows swirling around the embers, and looked backto his fellow monster. It was so nice to not be the only one about and he was sure that SHE would get him and his enthusiasm for a day that was very important to him and his kind. "Yes, I've come to dance and play, but I wish more people were more into the spirit of the Moonlight Masque. Dressing up just doesn't cut it. Someone threw a cup at my head." He pointed to his crown to show the very spot where the bitter zombie threw her goblet, and pouted at her. "..but I have all my friends here. You know Belladonna. This is Tess..uh…where'd she go? Oh, right there – the girl with wings talking to that boy over there." He waved, but she seemed busy flirting with some boy. "Well, she's busy." Turning back around, he sank to his knees to get comfortable. "Are you going to dance? I was just about to get everyone to dance and show them how to just let loose." He really needed some monster backup.
It was then that more monsters came to answer his call to get the party really going and looking up, he beamed at the sight of his friend and fellow leech-owner, Israfel! "Israfel! HI!" He waved with his arms even thought the siren had clearly seen him. "That's Israfel. He likes leeches too. Do you like leeches?" He asked, Chuppi, still keeping her in the conversation when the siren came. The wings and talons were a new sight to behold for the kelpie, who admired and fought the urge to touch them. "We were just about to go dancing." He said, soft breeze blowing by and catching the skirt that Israfel. Noticing, Calder's smile grew even wider. "Ohhh, you're wearing a kilt, too?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 11:18 pm
Israfel giggled in a very girlish way. That was, in a way you expected a teenage girl to giggle. "Kilt? No, It's just a little something I made. I'm supposed to be a Valkyrie or some such. Granted it's monster night, but, well...Sirens don't tend to wear much in our native context." A small blush gave his pale face a pink glow. "So, I chose to just use tonight as an excuse to dress up and show off. It's all good fun. (Hester is doing fine by the way. He adores the pond I put him in),-OH MY GOD." His attention went to Calder's tail. "That is so cute. Why don't you wear it more often like that?" Earwings flicked up. He'd noticed something on the ground.
SHOES.
He followed the shoes up. Two others. Both were- "SO. CUTE. Calder, you did not tell me you knew so many cuties! And with such frightful tastes! Really. Now, you mentioned dancing. Clearly, we are not dancing." He smiled to Calder's associates. "I'm Israfel. It's a pleasure ladies. Now, CALDER." Hands on his hips, the feathers poofed out, making it look like his wing-skirt was angry with him. "I must insist we take these ladies to the dance floor. It is a night for monsters and as proper..." A small hesitation, "-boils we are bound to show these ghouls just how to mash."
Israfel talked a mile a minute. He was also running on the fact so far, no on had asked him to dance. He just wanted to dance. Honest!
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 4:43 pm
Tybalt wandered aimlessly around a bonfire; eying all the monsters and monster wannabe's as they went about their own business. He himself had dressed as some sort of monster. Probably one that didn't even exist. Not that he really cared. It was just something he threw together to get into the festivities and he was sooo glad he had. There were Jack-o-lanterns here! Well... There were jack-o-lanterns all throughout Amityville--but here, they were everywhere he looked! All of them clumped together in their usual grinning, or for some, scowling groups. It was really a good thing he wasn't in a rush, or had anyone waiting for him. With pumpkins present, he was guaranteed to have been late. Especially with so many to admire.
Having prowled along the rows of pumpkins for what seemed like ages, he was able to see the many different carving designs. Some were obviously made by amateurs, but some... Some were so detailed that he began to wonder how exactly they managed to get all that detail onto such a small object without breaking it, or at least botching it. They looked flawless! Perhaps they used magic? Didn't really matter, the ones that had his attention were his personal favorites. The grinning ones. Luckily there was an abundance of those as well. He even found one in particular that he liked, and being the brat that he was, decided he would snatch it for his own personal collection.
Drawing his tooth rimmed hood down over his face, he began his approach; cautiously looking both ways to make sure no one was watching. No one was. Or none that he could see anyways. Figuring it was safe, he took one final step and stood directly in front of his prize. Ahhh, it really was a beauty! He thought, as he carefully scooped it up into his arms. Hopefully there were no laws against stealing pumpkins. Otherwise his addiction would get him into some serious trouble some day.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 7:03 pm
Nuk's eyes followed the petite reaper as she bounced up and down, tilting his head to the side slightly with mild interest and a quickly spreading grin. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that he'd (heavily) spiked the very punch she was drinking like a fish in water or that she was just naturally very peppy, but the girl was clearly enthusiastic. And quite adorable. Even if he felt so inclined, he wasn't sure he'd be able to keep the devilish grin from touching his expression -- even now, he allowed his gold eyes to drift down to admire her monster costume again, not as crudely as he could have (he WAS wish Shehk,) but still not without a devious glint in his gold irises.
In fact, there were a lot of very cute girls out tonight... some of them wearing less clothing than others...
Returning his eyes back to the two in his present company (with a little effort), Nuk's eyebrows lifted a bit when Emily mentioned she knew Shehk, glancing at the Pricolici with an even broader grin. "Oh, so you know Ms Device?" He replied with just a hint of a snicker in his voice, "She's really getting into the Monster Spirit, this one. Certainly a feisty little thing. I thought you two might get along, but it seems you've already met." Taking another sip of his drink, he flicked his eyes between the two girls, wondering what had transpired between them. Although it might have been his imagination (which was certainly running wild, at the moment, although any telepathic creature might have been horrified at his thoughts) but there seemed to be something... interesting... between the two girls. He was intrigued. It showed.
Even more intrigued when, it seemed, Emily had a revelation.
"The Nukpana?" He repeated, looking exceptionally smug with the way Emily had gone about saying that, his chest visibly puffing as his ego inflated about three times it's normal size, "Seems my reputation precedes..-" Cutting off his statement halfway through, the Skinwalker paused as Emily blurted out her final statement, her expression practically shining from beneath the dark hood. Almost immediately he barked out a harsh laugh, even more so when he noticed Shehk's reaction, clearly not agreeing with the dark-haired girl. And he didn't blame her -- kind was probably the last word anyone would use to describe the skinwalker, especially the ghosts he'd shoved into that locker the morning before. Or the kids on the train. They didn't think too kindly of him either, he was pretty sure.
"...me. Kind?" Snorting again, he kept it to himself, composing his fit of laughter and smirking, tipping his hat at her again, "Did you hear that Shehk? She's such a good judge of character, don't you think?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 9:08 am
"No no senor means - and what? Banana tarts?"
Chuppi was getting a bit overwhelmed when taller students started to grace the scene and crowd around her, the chupacabra's usually mellow red eyes turning a bit brighter red as the seconds ticked past. She'd been doing fine with Calder, his conversation was cute and his questions interesting (she liked his odd Spanish? she assumed he was trying to speak Spanish anyway), but when this new person made of feather and flesh came up she wasn't so sure anymore. Maybe if she kept on track and tried to talk to all three friends she could keep going?
"Belladona is my friend, yes. And I do want to go dancing and I do like leeches. At home we have them near the waters, but I don't go into the water often because I sink."
There, hopefully she'd said a bit more and could wiggle her way in amongst them all without too much difficulty., It was hard to keep track of what was being said - even more so when it literally was above your head most of the time!
"It's nice to meet you too Israfel. Are you going to dance? Is that what 'mash' is? I don't know how to mash."
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 7:01 pm
He hadn't expected to have his tail pointed out, and seeing the braid and matching ribbons only reminded him that he actually took time to comb everything, braid it, and dress up. He used the excuse he was being more traditional and festive, but really, he had just dressed up. Instantly self-conscious, he was glad he was already kneeling so that he could sink a little lower to the ground. "…it's just a braid." He mumbled, wanting to tuck it someplace before looked at Chuppi, who he was sad wasn't big enough to hide behind. Picking up a discarded cup would have served as better cover!
Lucky for him, Israfel's high energy made him dart to other topics and Calder pulled his mask down a little more to hide his face, but was still interested – that was before his feathered friend called his name again in a way that made him feel as if he was being scolded. His father also said his name in full force with his hands on his hips and he felt he should start coming up with excuse. It was the leeches. Fauns made me do it. It looked like the smart thing to do at the time. But it all came down to play scolding and he breathed out. Good.
"Yeah, we should dance!" He said. "Oh, uh, Mash! Let's Mash." He slowly rose up to stand again, setting his hands on his back to stretch. "How about we all go to some of the small fires or form our own circle? That way we can dance around it." In truth, Calder didn't do one on one dancing. He could dance by himself or with a big group around a fire, but he never had anyone his age to dance just the two of them. It was what made the Moonlight Masque great. You did one big mess of monsters together. "Follow me!" he said, and started heading off for a place near the fire.
((Anyone can pick the exact spot and setup.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 12:40 am
 Smiling out at all the student and costumes appearing around them, Emily turned and practically beamed at Shehk's question and THE Nukpana's praise. It made her really happy to be able to share a thing that really touched her in its simple words of open friendship and kindness. With a small cough, she began, voice deepening for effect, " 'Name: Nukpana. What year are you in? First!' I am too!" Emily interrupted herself, raising her hand enthusiastically, continuing, " 'What kind of boy or girl are you looking for?'" At this, the witch dramatically trailed off, and then both her arms shot up, " 'Boy or girl. I don't discriminate!'" About to spin around, simply because that seemed really appropriate and fun somehow, the girl paused suddenly. A troubled look came over her face, "...there was something else. But I don't remember it." Another pause and then, "And you don't look very much like your picture?" She wondered why that was, "It was a very nice looking picture too..." Emily's eyes widened at what she had just said, and quickly tried to reassure the skinwalker, "But you look very nice like this too! Extra...um, sharp! Right, Shehk?!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:34 am
"Nuk..." she frowned at him, elbowing him lightly. More of a 'O U' gesture than a 'IHU' one. "She's a FEARleader, of course I know her. One of the most important people on the squad in my opinion." Not to say she only thought of Emily as the squad-gopher, but there was a certain.... joy that came from knowing there was someone who would work so hard without going 'But whhhHHhhhhhyyyYYYyYyyYyyyyyyyyy' about it.
"Besides, who around here would be spreading that you're ki-"
There was a certain look of horror that came over Shehk's face as Emily spoke, her ears sloooowwwwlly drooping as she realized just -what- it was Emily was referencing as she...did an almost-hilarious impersonation of Nukpana's 'single's' card..... the one he hadn't made. The one SHE had the picture from stashed away somewhere....
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The one that had gotten the Skinwalker the detention from hell. Well, hell for her, she wasn't sure how he had felt about it at that time. He seemed to have enjoyed it. Then again, he'd only been in the bathroom for like..what... a fifth of the time she had been? It had been horrible.
Just thinking about it made her nose burn. Sobsob.
The reason he doesn't look like his picture is because there WASN'T a picture. she thought to herself, shoulders drooping a bit.... however...
"Eh-? Oh. Sharp. That's..." she quirked a brow at Emily, pausing to take a drink from her cup again (wheeee.. funny how her head was starting to get that ever-so-slightly tingly feeling around the edges), "not quite the word I would have used, but I think that works."
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What word would she have used?
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 5:20 pm
Israfel was having far too much fun for his own good. Even if he felt somewhere his fun would be at Calder's expense. Still, the night was young, he'd already downed three glasses of that punch like concoction, (Jack only knew what it had in it! It just tasted amazing). Israfel was all smiles. High on life or maybe the smoke in the air from that one corner he'd been standing by a while ago. Still! The siren would be damned if he wasn't having fun.
The small spiky one's words make him caw. "Never mashed? My well, tonight, we'll show you!" Taking her hand in his, Israfel followed Calder to one of the smaller fires. Spinning his newly acquired dance partner around, Israfel was giddy. Highly giddy. Also thirsty. He made a mental note to get more punch later. "This is how we mash! It's a jump to the left! And a step step step to the riiiiiIIIGHHHHHHTTTTT~"
To be drunk and not even know it. At least his singing was only slightly off key now.
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