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Ala gave a look to the other ghoul who had declined to participate, crossing her arms as she sidled up to the fat one.

She had one thing right, though. The fat one looked like a delicious, fat minipet. The Wyrm licked her lips.

"Why doessss it matter? I don't care what the masssscot and motto are." She tugged on one of her helm's six horns, frustrated, her tail continuing to lash back and forth.

Calder came in, later than late, and had arrived just as when things were being explained. It was nice to be involved in important meetings, and he flicked his tail as he chewed on a dried fish and grabbed a piece of paper.



Submitting his paper, he looked around and thought about devouring. "Devouring makes us sound like vacuums. How about tearing and ripping??" He liked tearing and ripping. "Our mascot should be a unicorn!"

It was a moment of rare silence for Damien, listening to the contributors and their offerings to the cause of their unity. There ere things said that made lots of sense. "Our mascot options have to unite us, while we all enjoy food, it does not necessarily have to be a food item, and using an animal will have to be carefully chosen." he continued, giving everyone a more rational look, calculating and dare it be said, serious. "Otherwise this will turn into us vying for a type of creature to be used and break our unity." It was the last thing needed, for someone to request a canine and all hell break loose.

"I think that maybe we should highlight the traits available to us and us alone, in comparison to the other dorms" he rambled on before deflating. "and does noone want to pick a swatch from my coat, i worked hard to give you options." he stated with a pout.

PUPPY DOG EYES FOR EVERYONE.

Was...was that dog boil thing insulting his mascot idea by calling it too small?

Mathias snorted and stomped on over towards the walking furnace, wings flaring behind him. "A chimera. A chimera. Of course that is much better then volpertinger because it is bigger. OF COURSE." His anger flared, and his rabbit like ears began to fold back along his head.

"You and me, in the gym. I vill show you that size is not always!" Wait that wasn't right. "Size is not everything." He corrected himself with a punctual stomp of his booted foot, glaring up at the boil with blood red eyes.

Oh yes, he was offended. Really, it was almost impossible not to offend him, though. Elly probably shouldn't take it personally.

Alamea had been standing casually, chewing on a piece of paper she'd picked up initially. Her stomach grumbled and she patted it and hummed while she chewed on it. Both of her feet bounced in place while her ears followed suit, roving up and down like paddles on a rowboat. All of the chatter was exciting and her eyes were huge with anticipation. She listened to the late boil talk and after he was done - or rather after she had consumed her first paper she jumped excitedly and grabbed another one, scribbling all over it happily.



Before stuffing it into the box she took another chunk of the corner. "Okay okay, now-!" She turned and hopped a few times, looking to her other monsters. Cocking her head to the left her ears twitched. Apparently she'd taken a long enough time eating deciding to allow chaos to descend around her.

And all she could do was giggle.

Jumping to the closest group the small ghoul raised her hand and moved up on the tips of her toes. "Oh, oh oh!" She called, waving the arm around. Her long, rabbit ears were getting voices from all different angles and she was only getting bits and pieces of the different conversations. "I dunno about mascot things but I like the devouring or eating motto!" She grinned with her wide and sharp, toothy grin.

Some boil nearby had said something about Eat, Drink, and Be Scary! she liked that one but the word Devour just had that ring to it, that powerful ring to it. Titling her head back and forth as she continued to wave her arm around until stopping to put her hands on her stomach, which whined pathetically. Paper couldn't keep her full after all.

"What if it was both like, Devour and Conquer or something like that?! Huh huh huh?!" She was still on her tippy toes, falling back a moment later from overextending herself. "Whoops." She giggled. "If it's a chimera better make sure it's got part of everyone or it won't be fair!" She said as an afterthought as she twirled once or twice to get her balance back together. This was sure an interesting way to start meeting her other dorm mates.

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Feel free to quote me to talk to Alamea! 8 v8 <3

And suddenly Mathias had a ghoul all up in his business, and he immediately stumbled back, eyes dropping to the floor. Though he wouldn't dare to look at her lest he become hypnotized by feminine beauty, he couldn't help the disbelief that roiled within him, or that was laced in his words when he blurted out, his tanned face turning a shade of red and his ears, which had perked up for just a moment, flattening down once more.

"I. Am. Volpertinger." He bit off each word with his fangs, a hint of a growl in his voice.

Oh, the zombie had said behave. Right.

"Vhy do you ask?" He tried to say it in a calm matter, but it came out rather snippy regardless. He raised his eyes but keeping them unfocused and to the left of her face, refusing to look directly at her.

Jory was a nervous ball of awkward as she slipped between his fellow monsters to get to the table in the middle, and there was much apologizing and 'excuse mes' as he bumped and nudged into people before he grabbed onto the side of the table as if it were life line and he could reel himself in from the clustered sea of bodies.

If the meeting hadn't been manditory, Jory would not have attended. It wasn't so much that he didn't like crowds, though there was that. It was more that he hadn't been there long enough to feel as if his opinion on the matters at hand held any merit.

But he filled his form out, as was requested of him.