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 Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 10:27 pm
Marceline saw a twitch in Rory's eyes that seemed to suggest the pollen's powers were wearing off... At least she was able to dissuade him from quitting the trial altogether, but they weren't out of the casket just yet. Thankfully, Mad Science was next feariod, and Marceline had a plan.
Opening her notebook, she carefully tried to formulate an anti-hiss-tamine of sorts that would make Rory immune to Venus' pollen, at least temporarily. In order to successfully manage this, Marceline would need a sample of Venus' pollen... which was still prevalent on Rory's jacket. Reaching into her purse, she fished out a small container that she intended to store samples of a potent fungus growing in the catacombs; that would have t wait for another day, this was more pressing.
As Mr. Rotter began his lecture, Marceline counted on Rory to remain in a somewhat dazed state as she carefully dusted the pollen from his shoulder. She attempted to do so in a careful, calculating manner, not only to minimize any attention directed at her but also to ensure that she'd collect a decent-sized sample.
"Miss LaGhede," Mr. Rotter growled. "I'll remind you that displays of affection are not allowed in my classroom, under no circumstances!"
Marceline's gaze snapped back to Rotter, who was practically baring his teeth at her. Soft snickering rippled through the class as Marceline sputtered to explain.
"Mr. Rotter, I--"
"Under NO circumstances!" He barked at her. "I trust this will be the last time I have to tell you."
Marceline slid halfway under her desk as Rotter continued his lecture. Looking down at her container of pollen, she hoped she had a big enough sample. Time would tell.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:19 am
**BRIIIIIIIING!!!!**
There was the bell and it was time for lurch! Hordes of hungry little monsters charged the creepateria to get in line for the lurch lady to dole out whatever monsterific feast she had prepared for today! Other kids who were not quite as adventurous brought their own lunch and quickly had a seat at one of the many tables scattered about the creepateria.
Glen was in line, right behind Draconia who had forgotten her bagged lurch being in such an excited hurry what with her armor going to be on full display for all her bluddies.
The creepateria was filled with the sound of utensils clinking and the excited chatter that students tend to produce when exchanging news and gossip with one another.
Glen looked at the lurch lady and nodded with an eager smile at her offer of something lumpy and covered in a thick, brown gravy. As she doled it out to his offered tray, Glen looked up at Draconia.
He said, "Oo! Drakie! Have I got a surprise for you and all the ghouls! My aunt... oh, hold up!"
Glen paused in his thought as the *clip clop* sound of Chase's hooves on the floor heralded the arrival of his boofriend and Draconia's centaur pal.
"Hey Chase! Look! It's Mystery Meatloaf Monday! I saved you..."
But Chase, wearing a most unusual scowl on his face, marched right past Glen and Draconia and trotted across the lurch room. Glen and Draconia watched as the centaur boo approached a table where his little sister Whinnie, a freshman at school this year, was sitting with the little devil-boo, eating their packed lurches.
"OO. I guess it's true, Drakie."
"What is?"
Glen looked up at her and said, "Devlyn asked Whinnie to Tombcoming."
Draconia and Glen then turned and watched as Chase leaned in toward the miniature devil boo and snorted in his face, blowing the little guy's hair back.
"And I think she accepted."
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:15 am
"mo... " Jewels frowned deeply but art class distracted her from further discussion with Kai. Could it really be that he didn't know his ghoulfriend was back? No, that was impossible, she'd have called, she had to have called.
She tried to put such thoughts from her mind as she sat through her classes, relieved to finally hear the lunch bell.
She made her way to the creepateria and found a seat, All around was chatter about tombcoming, which only served to cause her stomach to knot in apprehension. She still had no date, and now the one guy in school who acknowledged she existed had his ghoulfriend back. It was so unfair, what'd she have that was so great?
Jewels huffed uncharacteristically.
"Wow you're in a mood today."
She looked up at her bff and sighed.
"Come on ghoul, chin up, it can't all be that bad right?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:08 am
Motthew headed to the creepateria for lunch, thankful he could get some food. He looked around the room as he got in line to get his food. Everyone seemed pretty excited. He grinned. So many more new faces, it definitely made the distracting light of day better.
He took his tray and headed to a near empty table. he pushed his sunglasses up as he looked around while he ate.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:17 am
Sally sat beside Motthew at the empty table. She had already been there when he sat down, but he didn't seem to notice. Sally tilted her head as she looked at him looking around.
"Motthew, right?" she said.
Motthew seemed surprised to hear a voice. he looked at her and smiled "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there." he laughed "Yeah. You're Sally right? I'm sure you're used to people not seeing you at first."
Sally nodded "It's nice to meet you."
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:53 am
JD tugged at the neck of his father's suit as he entered the creepateria. How his old man wore this to work every day was beyond him; JD could barely stand wearing it until Grym! He got in the lunch line and scanned the creepateria for his main ghoul, Vanissha, who had been more elusive than usual today. Considering everyone was dressed like their parents today, he wondered what that would entail for Vanissha... and as his mind began to wander in some creative places, he caught a glimpse of a monster that seemed familiar to him talking to the faceless skinny ghoul; though he couldn't seem to place from where he knew this monster. Not one for being shy, JD clopped over to the mothman.
"Yo, new bro!" JD extended his bump-ready fist to the new boo. "The name's JD Leeds. I'm the son of the Jersey Devil, y'might have heard of him."
He paused to wink flirtatiously at Sally, though he wasn't sure how he'd gauge her reaction when she didn't have a face. "Anyway, bro. What's your deal?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 4:36 am
Ascreama bounced into the creepateria, her dress trailing and swishing around her knees. She forced a smile, but felt self conscious about her outfit. "I knew I shouldn't have listened to daddy, it's not globby enough!" She thought, fluffing the ruffles of her dress even more. "At least it's voluminous enough to emulate his amount of goo.." She sighed and spotted Sally at a table.
"Hello!" She grinned, happy to see her friends' homages to their heritages. "You all look spooktastic!" She adjusted the globule of pink which was perched upon her head and took a seat. Her dress and it's frills took up two places but she tried to gather up the material and stuff it under the table. After more struggling, she placed her large bag of food upon the table and pulling out the contents.
"Oohh, I haven't seen you around before!" Ascreama smiled at the moth being as he pushed his sunglasses up more. "I'm sorry, let me introduce myself. I'm Ascreama! Daughter of the Blob. You might have seen some of his.. 'Documentscaries' about his first venture into the normie world." She rolled her eyes at the thought of his venture into the acting world and extended a hand to the student.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 6:12 am
Motthew looked up and grinned, bumping his fist to JD's "Ah killer! I've met your dad once. Scary cool, man." he said "I'm Motthew Clendenin, son of the Mothman. I just transferred here from Point Pleasant."Ascreama Poweurgh Oohh, I haven't seen you around before!" Ascreama smiled at the moth being as he pushed his sunglasses up more. "I'm sorry, let me introduce myself. I'm Ascreama! Daughter of the Blob. You might have seen some of his.. 'Documentscaries' about his first venture into the normie world." Motthew smiled at her and laughed "Ah I have seen his documentscaries, once or twice." he shook her hand, the goo not bothering him "Motthew, dad's the Mothman."
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 6:17 am
Sally looked up as JD greeted Motthew. She looked at him and tilted her head when he met her gaze and winked. A bit confused, she looked out across the table again. She couldn't understand what the sink was for, but let it go as she listened to the conversation and ate her lunch.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 7:49 am
Rory sat down at lunch by Glen today. Almost as soon as he sat down, Venus McFlytrap, extricated from Draconia and looking like some of her fronds and bark had been clipped in the process, sat down across from him.
"I owe you an apology." She started off with, before taking a long drink of her water. "Sometimes when I get all riled up, I sneeze, and then my pollens of persuasion sort of...'foomf!'
Venus made a cloud-motion with her hands.
"I *try* not to use them to get ahead of nice, undeserving monsters, honestly. Though I do use them sometimes to remind Heath to recycle his soda cans." Rory glanced over at Heath's table, where he was placing empty cans on the table and then crushing them with his forehead, much to the amusement of Deuce Gorgon and Clawd Wolf. Rory raised an eyebrow.
"Anyways, I don't want you to surrender at the Murk Trial practice this afternoon, all right? Neither of us will get any better if you just throw in the towel before we can get to the fun part of arguing!"
"Well, that explains why I practically ate my foot in front of Marceline in Dead Languages today..." Rory reflected. Geez, mind-control pollen powers. Did EVERY kid at Monster High have cooler abilities than him?! "It's all right, I won't surrender. In fact, I think I have several good arguments and a surprise witness that may knock you down a peg!"
Rory grinned as Venus' eyebrows raised up on her forehead.
"Oh you do, do you?! Well I'll make your witness cry like a baby banshee when I'm done cross-hexamining them! Just you wait and see! I've never lost a case!" True, Murk Trial was a new afterschool hacktivity, so technically, no one had ever lost a case.... "I'll go on to victory! And I'll do it all in the name of the environment!"
Venus shot a hand upward to the sky in a prediction of her triumph.
"I'll win for the trees, and the water, and the grass, and the clean air and ah-ah-ah-" Venus quickly turned her head. "AH-CHOOO!"
A huge cloud of pollen enveloped Heath Burns.
"Must...recycle....cans...." Heath started gathering up every smashed can on his creepateria table. Venus turned back to Rory and shrugged.
"See?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 8:57 am
Ronan joined the lunch queue, he'd already learned simply not to question the coloured goop ladled onto his plate, you probably didn't really want to know what it was.
He scanned the room, looking for three faces particularly: Melody so he could duck, hide and otherwise avoid her. He was still certain she'd be mad and he really didn't want to find out what angry Melody was like.
Ascreama, who's bright pink gloopiness was obvious even from this distance. And Meme who didn't seem to be with her bff today.
He looked down at his unappetising lunch, then at Ascreama, took a deep breath and plonked the tray down beside her and sat down.
He nodded a greeting to those at the table, but his main reason for being here was in his mind, somewhat more important that idle socialising.
"I need your help" he spoke without actually looking directly at the blob girl.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 9:51 am
"WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, YES WE DO! WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, HOW 'BOUT YOU?!"
On one side of the creepateria, Cleo DeNile was leading the A-team of the Fear Squad in a rallying cry. A couple students looked up from their lunches, curious. Invisibilly coughed.
Cleo gave out an annoyed sigh and stood up on her table.
"Come on, Fear Squad!"
"WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, YES WE DO! WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, HOW 'BOUT YOU?!"
The Fearleaders cried out again. Kai, who was sitting next to Chase and Nero, glanced at them and shrugged.
Why not?
The three of them stood up and shouted back.
"WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, YES WE DO! WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, HOW....'BOUT........YOU?!!!!"
Kai pointed a finger at Clawd and Deuce's table. Their whole table stood up and bellowed,
"WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, YES WE DO! WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, HOW 'BOUT YOU?!!!!"
This time, Deuce jumped up on the table Motthew, Sally, JD, Ronan and Ascreama were seated at, pointing at them expectedly....
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 10:20 am
"So what was your surprise?"Glen had to tear himself away from the Fearleading display that seemed to be growing infectious across the creepateria. He blinked and looked down at his untouched Mystery Meatloaf with congealed gravy, then blinked and asked his Drakie... "What surprise?""Glen..." Draconia sighed, trying to shrug off the usual exasperation her beastie tended to cause a sense of. "You said you had a surprise for me. For the ghouls. Right before we pulled Chase away from Devylyn and sat him at Kai's table.""Oh right!" Glen dropped his fork onto his tray and turned to Draconia with a bright, eager smile. He said, "My Aunty Scarie Laveau, you know, the scaredresser? She's appearing at the maul for that big Scare Hexpo this freakend. She told mom she needed some young ghouls for models and I just happened to let it slip it was Tombcoming this freakend so..."Glen held his arms out and gave her an impish grin. "Free scare styling for the ghouls for Tombcoming, courtesy of ol' Glen ... oh and my Aunty Scarie!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 10:52 am
"Oohh! It's goo-d to meet you. I'm sure you'll fit in just fine here; it's a subslime sgool!" She smiled broadly, and pulled out more food from her bags.
Ronan quietly joined the table and Ascreama offered him the tub of pastries, "Scary bakewell?"
Th slime ghoul was taken aback. Ronan, the stubborn selkie who was baffled by 'regular' teen monsters was asking for help! Maybe he was ill, or had eaten something that hadn't agreed with him?
"Uh, sure, what's wrong?" She nibbled on a scarrot stick. Suddenly crowds in the room were cheering and chanting, and then the spot light was upon her table. Caught up in the rush of the moment she stood up, frills and tulle whacking Ronan on the side as she sang:
"WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, YES WE DO! WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, HOW 'BOUT YOU?!!!!"
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