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 Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 6:21 am
Quote: What is this? A model has lost her fashion designer to a rough case of the quitting for no reason, and now she is without a dress for the ball! How sad! She was supposed to meet her true love and confess! Can Syb stand idly by while this romance crumbles or will she design and create the best ball gown ever?! Tell us what happens! The sound of cloth ripping rent through the usually peaceful silence of the Donna household. Bella glanced up with irritation and a bit of shock at her oldest daughter. “What, exactly, do you think you’re doing?” she demanded of Sybaline. The girl had ripped their good spider silk curtains down without even hesitating! “Desperate times call for desperate measurements Mother-Doctor!” Sybaline said, a strange tone of determination in her usually sweet, bubbly voice. She finished ripping down the curtain and headed for the seamstress doll that she had hauled into the room moments before. “Sybaline, really! This is just--“ “Don’t you understand??” Sybaline demanded, tears in her eyes as she turned to her creator once again. “If I don’t get this dress done as soon as possible, Julieck will never go and meet her Gnomio and they won’t have a beautiful wedding in the graveyard with banshees screaming as she walks down the aisle--I will NOT let that NOT happen!!” Bella stared at her in shock for a few seconds before sighing and turning back to her blueprints. “Okay, but when you’re done you’re making new ones.” “Yes, Mother!” Sybaline said, already measuring out the pieces of spider silk for the long, flowing gown. She consulted her notebook once in a while, checking that it was fitting together, then started pinning it together. Her deft fingers sped through the movements, bringing each piece together with ease. She had never done anything this big before, though, she thought as she stepped back, realizing that she didn’t have quite enough material. She looked around, seeing the suspiciously bare windows, then headed for the stairs, hitting her room first. A jerk and a rip had her curtains down and slung over her shoulder as she headed for her sister’s room. The poor girl woke up to see her big sister assaulting her drapery with a determined, slightly mad expression on her face. “Sybaline? What are you doing to my drapes?” Madeline asked sleepily, blinking to make sure it wasn’t a dream. “I’ll fix them later, I swear!” Sybaline said, racing out the room and down the stairs to return to her big project. She cut and cut and pinned and pinned, until the dress stood in front of her, long and flowing with a brilliantly huge skirt and matching veil. “Time to sew!” she announced, pulling her sewing kit out of her left thigh pocket. She didn’t even notice how her little sister was making her way down the stairs, still wearing her pajamas. “Mom?” Madeline asked as she reached the breakfast table where their creator was muttering mathematical equations to herself. “What is Sybaline doing?” “She said that if she didn’t make a dress Julieck would never meet her Gnomio or something like that,” Bella said. “There was something about gravestones and... peonies or something? I don’t remember. She’s having another one of her outbursts.” “Oh,” Madeline said, looking around the living room. Her eyes fell on the Eii station sitting left forgotten by the skelevision and she moved forward, looking at the screen that it was stuck on. “Syb?” “Almost done, sweetie!” Syb replied around the pins held in her mouth. “Syb...” She looked at the work of art that was being put together then picked up the controller, aiming it at the first option. Would you like to make the dress for Juliek? >Yes -No Madeline pushed the A button. Ah well, she thought as her sister worked on furiously. As long as she was happy, that was all that mattered. “Mom, did Syb make breakfast?” “No.” “I’ll get the cereal.”
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 6:52 pm
 By Kuro<33 Isn't Syb beautiful?? I LOVE this one, too!! *Starry eyed* ------------------ Quote: Word of Sybaline got out amongst the mad scientist in the local towns, and jealousy has run rampant amongst the less accomplished of them! Bella Donna doesn't utilize her excellent tool properly, they complain. Mad Scientist Dr. Madd is especially jealous, to the point where he's out to steal Syb for himself, and he's sent his lackies to get her! How does Syb react to her new-found "popularity"? Will Dr. Madd succeed in his nefarious plans??
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 12:28 pm
Her breathing sounded harsh in the silence of the old abandoned work room. Syb tried to calm it as she pressed her back to the wall, fingers splayed where her hands were threatening to shove her away from it. Her heart was ticking so hard that she could hear it. If she could sweat, she would have been.
She really, really hated those little monsters, she decided, jumping as she heard a scurrying sound in the corner. Her eyes narrowed and she groped along the wall, searching for some sort of weapon to defend herself with. A scrags stepped into view, looking at her blankly for a long moment before disappearing back into the mess it had come out of. She let out a little laugh, she was so relieved. She had lost--
The sound of a window crashing made her jerk, watching with horror as the tiny little monstrosities that Dr. Madd prided himself on climbed through the window. One shoved the other, making the six inch tall parody of a man fall to the ground with a scream. The others ignored it, climbing over one another to enter the room. Syb looked around for a brief second, grasping the nearest thing to her and hefting it into the air. “Don’t make me use this!” she threatened, only looking up as they started giggling hysterically. She was holding a broom. It was one of those pathetic pieces of straw tied together to make the handle instead of the real thing. But it was good enough.
She changed her grip on it, wielding it like a baseball bat, and started swinging wildly. A few of the little monsters went flying, screaming in shock or rage, but one of them grabbed the broom, grinning up at her with sharp, pointy little teeth as he started to climb up the straw. Another grabbed her ankle, using the netting of her fishnet stockings to start to climb up her leg. She let out a scream, shaking her leg to try and get the little monster off. “Get off, get off, get offf!!!”
The little man who’d been climbing the broom finally reached the top, grinning maniacally as he jumped off, aiming for the top of her dress. She batted him away with the back of her hand, slamming him hard against the nearest wall, where he stopped for a second before sliding down it, looking distinctly dead. That was one down, but the others were starting to get up, and the one climbing her leg was making steady progress to parts of her that she really didn’t want him to see!
She looked around the abandoned work room, taking in all the tools that surrounded them. For a moment she looked blankly at the pathetic excuse for a broom that she was holding before racing (the little monster groping a feel on her leg, ewwww) across the room and grabbing a massive sledge hammer. They were surrounding her, now. She took a step back, hauling up the heavy tool and bracing herself so she wouldn’t fall over.
The sound of evil high-pitched giggling caught her ears first before she realized just how high the monster had gotten. Her panties--her favorite pair, the ones with scarecrows on them, made a ripping sound and fell around one ankle. She looked down, her eyes widening with shock before she put the sledge hammer down to try and get the perverted little monster out from under her skirt. The others took advantage, jumping forward and tackling her to the ground. She had little monsters crawling all over her--and what was worse, they had ruined her favorite pair of panties!!
“Get off of me!” she yelled, shaking them off as well as she could. “Perverted little monsters--“
The door slammed open and the fat, nerdy mad scientist came in, laughing his pathetic attempt at a maniacal laugh. His white coat was grungy--she could see sweat stains under his arms, and his shoes didn’t match. “Sybaline!” he said in a crowing tone of voice. “Finally, I’ve captured you!”
“You’ll never get away with this, Dr. Madd!” Syb said, struggling hard as the little monsters started tying her up with ropes. “And you owe me a new pair of panties!” she added, much to the mad scientist’s embarrassment.
“Pan--pan--panties?” he asked.
“That’s right! Your little monsters assaulted me!” Syb growled as one tried to climb down the front of her dress and scooted forward so she could lie down. She promptly started rolling around on the ground, making the little monsters jump off or get crushed. Not that her weight did much damage to them. Once they realized how light she was she found herself picked up off the ground, her short skirt tangled around her hips, threatening to show things she didn’t want shown! Especially in front of Dr. Madd!
The mad scientist’s eyes were glued to the skirt, a drip of blood coming from his nose. When the little men in front lifted her higher the skirt came up, revealing a good dose of multi-colored thigh to Dr. Madd, the mad scientist fainted from a massive nosebleed.
“Sybaline?” The voice made the little monsters carrying her pull to a stop as the door opened again. Bella looked in, taking in the situation with a surprisingly calm expression. “And what happened this time?” she asked.
“Uncle Madd and I were playing kidnap the monster!” Syb said, jumping to her feet and whacking the rest of the monsters off with a flick of her hand. “Oh, but I killed Zeta,” she said, frowning as she crossed the room to pick up the poor monster gently. “Poor little guy. Can you fix him, Mother Doctor?”
Dr. Madd slowly sat up, trying to wipe the blood off of his face discreetly. “Oh, Bella--“
“What is with you two and your roleplaying?” Bella demanded of the man sitting on the floor. “You’re getting too old for games like this, Verri. Your heart can’t handle the stress. Now come on, Syb, we’ve got work to do.”
“But Zeta!” Syb said. “Uncle Madd, can I keep him?”
“Huh? I--what--“ He looked at the little monster that Syb was cradling against her chest, wondering if he had gotten away with the whole thing because of her stupidity. “Well, if you want?”
“Oh, thank you, Uncle Madd!” Syb said happily, crossing the room to kiss him on the cheek. “I’ll get him fixed up just right!”
“That’s--that’s good,” Dr. Madd said as the monster he had been trying to steal for years gave him a kiss on his other cheek and raced out the door, carrying the monster he had built just to capture her like a toy.
“Now,” Bella said, once her daughter was out of hearing distance. “Exactly WHAT was that about her panties??”
Nope. He hadn’t quite gotten away with it, after all, he thought morosely.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 1:01 pm
the prompt idea sounds fun! don't mind if i give ye one, yes~? Prompt! What's this? One of the new ghouls in school has a problem with a crush (an upperclassmen), and she turns to Syb for some advice. How would Syb help her out - advice, doing some reconnaissance herself, a makeover, or all of the above?
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Friendly Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 7:59 pm
 Syb be nimble, Syb be quick--ahhh!! Your foot's on fire!! This is a Smerd silly, again<33 We were chatting on livestream as she did it, and Survivor turned into a weird bonfire date night, or something=P
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 1:48 pm
haliekins the prompt idea sounds fun! don't mind if i give ye one, yes~? Prompt! What's this? One of the new ghouls in school has a problem with a crush (an upperclassmen), and she turns to Syb for some advice. How would Syb help her out - advice, doing some reconnaissance herself, a makeover, or all of the above? When spying, Syb thought as she chewed on her pen and peeked slowly around the corner of the school building, one had to wear proper spy clothing! That included a cute little hat and a lot of plaid. Of course, plaid really wasn’t suited to her complexion, but sacrifices had to be made! “Subject... likes... spurts,” she wrote down. Her handwriting was beautiful, her spelling not so much. She made a face, grimacing at the glasses she was wearing. The darn things made the world swirl in front of her, but they, too, were part of the spying disguise! She had even put on her cute little purple pixie cut hair for this job! Of course, her flamboyantly colored skin made it perfectly obvious who she was, but she didn’t realize that. She was having way too much fun following the poor boil around! Speaking of which, she thought as she glanced up from the tedious job of writing, said boil was nowhere to be seen... Syb almost panicked, searching the entire area, even going so far as to take her glasses off so she wouldn’t get sick by looking around quickly. “Oh tea and biscuits!” she complained, stomping her foot. “I knew I should have gotten a recorder!” She pouted for a moment before digging through her bag and pulling out the schedule that she had... borrowed from the boil’s bag earlier. “Oh! He’s got a part time job!” she said, racing away from the sports field and heading for the store where the boil worked. This was only step one in her massive plan to get her new friend together with the love of her life! She would gather all the data she could on him, then tell the ghoul how she could win his love, and they would be an adorable couple for the rest of school and wind up married-- Sybaline pulled to a stop, looking around blankly. While plotting the newfound couple’s wedding she had failed to watch where she was going! She looked around, wondering why there were so many red lights in the signs of this area. “The... red... light... distract...?” she read off of one sign, frowning. “No... District!” she finished, quite proud of herself. “What’s the red light district?” she asked herself, looking around in confusion. “Hey, girlieeee,” a skeleton called with a cheerful leer. “Hi, Mister!” Syb called back happily, waving at him. “I’m looking for a certain boil, could you give me a hand?” “How about a bone?” the skeleton asked evilly. “Ohh, I’m so sorry,” Syb said, looking stricken. “I can’t believe I was so rude! My mother-doctor always says I need to be more careful about talking to the undea--living impaired. Can you help me find him?” The skeleton man stared at her blankly for a long moment before he started laughing so hard that he fell to pieces. The skull kept chattering with laughter as Syb stared blankly at the pile of bones, then it stopped, turning cavernous eyes on her. “You’re in the wrong part of town, honey. Go back two blocks and turn right.” “Oh, thank you!” she said. “Do you um... need any help putting yourself back together?” A hand came out of the pile of bones, waving her on. She smiled at him one last time before rushing away. “Why’d you tell her to leave?” a dangerous looking ghost asked from behind the skeleton. “She woulda been perfect.” “Don’t you recognize the work of a mad scientist when you see one?” the skull asked. “Better to not get involved with those sorts. They scare me.” His bones rattled as he tried to shiver. In the background someone screamed in horror. “Yeah, no mad scientists for me, thank you very much. Creepy bastards.” Syb headed out as fast as she could, and since she was so light, it was extremely fast. She got to the store where the boil worked just in time to watch the ghoul she had been trying to help step out of the building. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears streamed down her face as she looked at Syb. “How could you? You said you would help me!” “Wh--what? I was trying to!” Syb said. “He--he said he liked someone else!” the ghoul said. “Some--someone that’s been following him around!! He said he always liked the stalker type!” “But there wasn’t anyone--“ Syb stopped, looking even more confused as the boil waved at her from the other side of the business’s front window. “You mean--but--I was--“ “You--you boyfriend stealer!!” the ghoul bellowed, storming away. The door opened and the boil stepped out, grinning at Syb. “So... want to dig through my trash?” “EEEWWW!” Syb bellowed before racing away. That had SO not worked out well!
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 3:31 pm
 Pach did Syb in watercolor!! Soooo awesome!!
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 6:39 pm
O HAI CRIT Okay, first off, patchworks are love. Complete and utter love. Just starting off from that one point, a patchwork is a wonderful character design and (obviously) works well in this setting (being that Christof is pretty much awesome.) So heer be sum crits! Quote: Her goal in her school life is to become a beautiful (with a boyfriend!!) girl, and help others become one as well. In her opinion, though, it's far easier to help others than to help herself. (She's easily taken advantage of because of this.) For after she's done with school, she plans on going back to Bella and work as her assistant. I've been obsessing with goals lately, but I want to point out that your goal here is NOT necessarily to join the FEAR workforce, but to go back to the doctor with newfound information. That is a very applicable goal. Seriously! Just because we're all in this school learning how to scare humans, doesn't mean we're ALL actually going to be permitted to do that. Syb is coming to the school to learn in order to be of better service to her master - same as Christof, which is a lovely goal for a patchwork. See: Sally. She was made to assist the doctor, not to scare humans. That's why she doesn't go into the human world. But she DID want to learn more. So it works. Quote: Why are they enrolled in Amityville Academy? She wants to help her doctor/mother in her work, and needs the education to do so. Bella Donna is a strange, nerdy female mad scientist that created her to do menial chores. Bella quickly grew a bit too attached to Syb, so she decided that she would send her to school, as if she were her own daughter. She expects her to learn all she can and come back home to be her assistant. Syb loves Bella dearly, and has dedicated herself to combining her own hobbies (fashion, beauty, etc) with the mad scientist thing. She'll be the cosmetic surgeon of the mad scientist world! (when she's grown up, that is.) This is again the same topic, only I want to clarify - you want to focus on why SYB has decided to come, not just why Bella sent her. We care more about how Syb thinks, than her doctor/master/mother! Hopefully Syb has some clear goals about WHAT she wants to learn here at the Academy, to bring home with her. Quote: FEAR: "Pocket Weapons" Physical. Syb has various "weapons" implanted in her body that she can pull out of special pockets in her skin. This doesn't work that well, because she often loses the weapons, or forgets which pockets they're in. She also gets a bit too weapon happy and it slows her down, or even makes the limb the weapon is in fall off because of the extra weight. Not to mention the unsightly bulges! If they're too big of items you can always tell what she's packing=P But her idea of good weapons is strange to begin with. Bones, logs, a squeaky mallet, she's open to anything that catches her attention (whether its useful or not.) Of course the squeaky mallet wouldn't last long, squeaking whenever she walks would get annoying fast<3 And actually, she'll probably pick up a ton of strange things and CALL them weapons just because she wants to carry them around with her! You're going to want to be careful with this one. FEAR attacks aren't supposed to use weapons unless you're a reaper. In fact, there was a little bit of a fluster concerning whether students were allowed to carry weapons at all, and the result was that only reapers actually had weapons - HOWEVER. Obviously things like bones and logs and just all sorts of things that aren't ACTUALLY weapons are probably fine - they're just not a FEAR relatable thing. For your FEAR attack, the power of your FEAR needs to actually do something. Which isn't happening here - so you might want to rethink this. Summoning certain things - like bones, etc, from the grave, might be a good way to work around this. If her FEAR summons bones from the grave to attack the enemy. That's really just an example - basically you can do anything as long as it involves a 'power up' of some kind that makes sense for her. :3 And on a side note: you spell skulls with a c several times. I wouldn't care except, hey, it's Amityville, we're all about skulls. You probably wanna spell it right. XD
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 6:45 pm
... And since you just editted, that little blurb you wrote for an additional personal goal is actually kind of cute. XD Now I'm glad I inspired that. I was worried you were reading Cat's crit and were going to change your goals too much which I DEFINITELY DIDN'T WANT because you had it set well here - but, adding that little personal additional touch, is actually very cute :3
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 6:54 pm
Ooooh, that's a great crit! Thank you! *Will have to think about the fear, was questioning it already<33* But I do like the summoning idea, I was kind of thinking I'd go in that direction as she got to the higher grades, but it makes perfect sense that she could reach into her pockets and summon something random, in fact, that sounds funner! And the whole bone thing goes perfectly with her bone bleaching hobby!
*will sit on it for a day or two and figure out the details*
Also she wants to learn more of the basics, as well as biology! She's smart with her hands, not so much with her brain. Plus, the more she knows about the world the more she can apply it to her assistant work. She does want to meet more people, make friends, fall in loooove (marriage? Or--or at least a wedding!!) She also has a goal to make a beautiful monster like her mother's made (her sister, she doesn't consider herself that pretty.) It's one of her driving forces. I think she has pages and pages of a few different designs she dreams of bringing to life. (It's a baaayyyybeeeee<33)
Ah, and I'll change the spelling, too *nods*
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 6:57 pm
I love this more and more only because of the connections I make with Christof, and just.. well, we all know how much of a fan I am of Christof. The fact that he just made a lepus come to life, and it is his crowning achievement, makes me think he and Syb would get along so well talking about bringing things to life >< and that makes me happy ><
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 7:51 pm
NEW FEAR: I LOVE IT. A MILLION TIMES LOVE.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 8:08 pm
Me too<3 And an added bonus is that it's PERFECT for when she works with her mom. "Clamps?" pulls them out of her pocket "Wrench" pulls it out. She wouldn't even have to fumble around! Er, once she's trained, that is. ATM Bella finds it disconcerting to be handed a banana when she asks for pliers.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 11:48 pm
Plz to be having Syb around >:
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 6:05 am
King Inversitle Plz to be having Syb around >: BEST CRIT EVAR!! *Grins* Thanks, King<33
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