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 Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 10:54 am
Dashner walked in late, due to some confusion with a teacher. He finally got through the line, and was confused by the chants. Was this a normal spirit week? He frowned; All his friends were at full tables; Even Merabell. Even the new kid! And Ronan! It would be awkward if he just stood behind them to say hey, so he spotted out a empty table in the corner. On his way over there, he tried waving to a few monsters. He wanted to get his face out there for the tombcoming campaign. He sat down at the empty, quiet table, and stared out at the creepiteria while eating his lunch.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 11:14 am
Hellene peered around the lunch room, looking for her friends. The day had been hectic. Traditional harpy grab didn't include a lot of purses and she'd been rushing to her locker between every class, always making it just under the wire. It made her hair windblown and crazy looking, but this was also fairly traditional for harpies. It would, however, be murder to comb through that night.
She spotted Draconia and Glen at a table and flew over, the feathers of her outfit fluttering in long trails, and overheard the last snipped of conversation.Glen da West "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...Free scare styling for the ghouls for Tombcoming, courtesy of ol' Glen ... oh and my Aunty Scarie!"
" Oh hey Hellene! Didja hear what I just told Dra..." Hellene grabbed him by the cloak collar and pulled him close to her face, her eyes as wide as an owl's." DID YOU SAY SCARIE LAVEAU?!" " Um!" " If you are joking Glen I will never forgive you never never and she needs models for hair and oh my goth did you say Scarie Laveau?!" Glen's cape was bunched so tightly in her fists that she had most of it wound around her knuckles. With each word the two of them rose another few inches in the air until Dracona was staring at Glen's suspended ankles.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 11:40 am
Ronan stared at the chanters, frowning a little but he had no time to do much as Ascreama leapt to her feet and almost knocked him out of his chair in the process.
He righted himself, mopped up spilled gravy, least... he hoped it was gravy, and looked more confused than ever.
"Is this... normal?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:03 pm
Sally slid back a little when Deuce jumped in their table. She tilted her head, confused. Did it have to do with this whole spirit week? Before she could do anything, Motthew jumped up beside her with Ascreama. He pulled her up too as he chanted.
"WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, YES WE DO! WE'VE GOT SPIRITS, HOW 'BOUT YOU?!!!!" he laughed, loving the attention it drew.
Sally just looked at at them before sitting down. She looked at Ronan as he spoke and just shrugged.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:04 pm
"Oh look, lunch AND a show. Whoo Monster High!"
Perry stared at his friend, the jet skinned naga Nathair, and sighed.
"Yeah, great." He joined the chant half heartedly, looking around the crowded creepateria for somewhere to sit.
At a quiet table by himself sat fellow footballer Dashner Hawke.
Nathair was still excitedly and over enthusiastically cheering, Perry rolled his eyes.
"Cut it out man." He nudged his friend in the ribs and the other boo grinned at him.
"How can ye nay be excited! It's spirit week, where's yer school spirit?"
"I've got plenty of school spirit."
"Yer a terrible liar ye know that right?"
"Hey, i'm wearing a bed sheet, what more do you want man?"
Nathair grinned. "True that. " He snickered. "It's a good look fae ye."
"Hey at least I didn't get dressed in the dark."
"I already told ya, it's my homage to east meets west."
"So... a dress and... bagpipes... riiight..."
"Hey, if ye real good, i'll play fae ye later."
"Yeeeeah... not happening."
"Ye'll love it. it's a mashup a Bangrah an olde celt. There's even a hip hop section."
"That.. sounds... terrible."
"Philistine."
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Catch you later kay?"
"Aye! Then ye'll see! Ye gonna love it!"
Perry waved to his friend, made a face at the prospect of serenade by bagpipes and headed over to Dashner's table.
"Hey man, what's up?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:09 pm
"Hmmph." Cleo sat back down at her table, apparently disappointed in the Ghoul Spirit of the creepateria. "We need to be LOUDER. More chilling. With more spirit! There must be a way...."
Meanwhile, Hellene's excitement at Glen's announcement was catching. Goodness, being a hair model! It seemed to be driving Hellene crackers to think of the possibility. Draconia smiled, even though she'd never heard of Scarie LaVeau.
"A scare hexpo? Here in town? Blimey, the maul's going to be bursting this freakend!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:15 pm
Hellene Harpie " If you are joking Glen I will never forgive you never never and she needs models for hair and oh my goth did you say Scarie Laveau?!" Glen's cape was bunched so tightly in her fists that she had most of it wound around her knuckles. With each word the two of them rose another few inches in the air until Dracona was staring at Glen's suspended ankles.Glen looked wide eyes into Hellene's even wider eyes... Then looked back down at Draconia... Back into Hellene's eyes... Then back at Draconia... "She's scaring me, Drakie!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:18 pm
Ascreama clapped happily, thoroughly enjoying the rallying and cheering. She gasped at the food she'd knocked over. "Oh glob, oh glob! I'm so sorry! Here, let me help!"
She pulled several napkins out of her food bag and began mopping up the mess "I didn't mean to ruin your heritage outfit.." She continued dabbing apologetically at the 'gravy' on his arm "This isn't very becoming of a potential Scream Queen." She pouted.
"Oh, yeah. This is totally normal," she nodded and sat back down, clutching at the sopping napkin. "There's enough Ghoul Spirit in these halls to raise the undead!" Ascreama raised her arms above her head dramatically. "There are loads of hacktivities and events and fun stuff for monsters to get involved with, all to get you involved with the school community and all amped up!" She said enthusiastically.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:27 pm
Dashner looked up, excited he'd have somebody to talk to. "Yo yo yo!" He gave Perry a Brofist."Oy, nothing really, except the sky. Thinking about football practice this afternoon. The Tombcoming game is going to be scary cool!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:38 pm
Perry returned the bro fistpump and slumped into a seat.
"Yeah, if Manny can stop charging at the mid fielders accidentally. I told coach it was a bad idea to put red into anything team related but did he listen? I'm thinking I should dye my hair again, just to stop the flying tackles." He shrugged. "So why you over here all on your own man? Please don't tell me you're having some introspective mopeathon because I seriously suck at cheering people up."
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:45 pm
Ronan edged away from Ascreama a little but consented to let her help him clean the gravy.
"Oh yeah, you're running for scream queen. Are you intending to campaign?" He had absolutely no intention of doing so, sure it was nice to be nominated, but the entire thing just wasn't... well... him. He couldn't think of anything more humiliating than trying to convince people to vote for him, he knew he was terrible with people, why highlight that by attempting politics?
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:49 pm
Dashner took off his fake glasses and set them on the table.
"Nah, all of the tables were full except for this one-"
"Oh my GOODNESS I'll NEVER have enough time to eat lunch!" A blue dress with seal skin flew past the table. That Selkie ghoul was roaming around the creepiteria, looking for a place to sit. "Oh dear oh dear, this is so time consuming! Where do I sit?!?!"
Dashner blinked. "... Should we invite her over here or leave her alone?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 12:56 pm
"Oh thank Zeus. Because seriously man... seriously."
He watched the Selkie ghoul flit about and shrugged. "She seems antsy." He raised a hand as she came near. "Yo, sit. Chill."
Wow she seemed flustered, was finding a table really that much of a big deal?
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:03 pm
"Oh my goodness," she said, sitting down, "thank you so much! Maybe somebody finally understands my dellimma."
Dashner and Perry exchanged looks. "Of course I am, which is why you should vote me for Tombcoming king." Dashner gave a smile.
She stared at him for a minute, unamused. "Wouldn't it be odd if I didn't vote for my own date?"
"Well--"
"Exactly." She went back to timidly eating her food.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 1:07 pm
Entering the creepiteria, she tried to avoid the fearleaders and their constant chants. She supported the team, she just didn't appreciate them constantly shouting about their spirits.
As she waited in line, she kept her head low and her hand buried in her pockets.
This was so humiliating. Many boos had already seen her and commented about her looks behind her back and despite Roswell assisting with her confidence, it wasn't enough to give her the boost she needed to go through the day.
She wanted to sit with Roswell and Dash but where could they be?
She got her lunch and scanned the room, trying to find the two. As she looked, she caught eyes with Ronan; their faces turned immediately after.
He wasn't going to comment about her outfit again was he?
She walked through the creepiteria and managed to find Dash. She tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention, "Hey Dash, do you mind me sitting here today?"
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