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"Oh yes, I remember now Mia. Thank you for stopping by."

The ghoul at the next booth was more than a little bit scary. Her idea of how she wanted to run the student council put him in mind of the horsemen all over again. Herds also, as a general rule, set him on edge after Calder's enthusiastic comments in the past on the subject. Still, they seemed on the whole competent and able, he would not be upset if they were elected (as long as he didn't have to deal with being bossed around)

The game this time was a run, and though he was fitter than he had been, Zar wasn't particularly sure of his own sure footedness. He could be pretty disappointing for a goat creature. And as he thought, he only got about half way before his stupid wings threw him off balance and he toppled in a heap.

He'd tried.

Still, despite this, he wasn't really one to give up and shoving himself to his feet, he flared said stupid wings and holding them in a way where they actually didn't hinder him, he hurried towards the finish.


I completed the Mini Moon run!
SN: Baneful

From one Vice President booth to another, and this time she even managed to stumble upon a booth of someone familiar - that ghoul she had met when that nice lady was giving out flower crowns of interesting effects. Olivia smiled brightly to Trisha, making note of the pretty ribbons that she was wearing along with the ones she had on display at her booth for the taking. (Like Olivia wouldn't have taken one, she took like three. Because she could!)

They enough would have sated her, and she wouldn't have honestly forgotten that the booth had a purpose besides free things she didn't have to ask to take anymore but that realization did come back to her in the least, making her stick around to learn what the ghoul even wanted to do for the school. All good, really, "You are very nice." She stated, happily with a nod.

She wasn't sure about the running though. Not like she couldn't run but it seemed like an odd sort of game. Olivia tried it regardless and at least got half way.

Mellow the ribbon-only christmas tree plus mascot of Trisha's booth was still there, muching his sugar cubes while looking at the passer-by quietly. Who knew if he was bitching or flipping millions of table into a tower in his mind, anyways, he was glad that besides Trisha, no horrible female creatures he knew showed up, like a certain bird ghoul.

Jacking! Ghouls supported and visited a ghoul's booth was like very normal, he shrank every time one got too close and stared at the male creatures hopefully that one might rescue him from the hell. What she meant boils can't get a prize? Boils can always get a prize he liked, Trisha! His cheeks puffed obliviously at his mascot stand point.

SOMEONE COMES AND HELP HIM OUT!

BOILS ONLY!

She thought it was thoughtful that she was allowed to at least attempt to finish. Which seemed harder to do than she would have thought given her usual stamina and disregard for tough things (she had climbed mountains without a second thought after all). Olivia wasn't going to complain, of course, and simply shrugged it off in her usual aloof manner. All the more pleased that she got through it and in the end was able to pick up yet another ribbon as her prize.

(Sorry Trisha, she was taking like them all!)

Crap! Bro you'd better behave yourself!

AJ was stopped at one-fourth last time, but Head didn't care at all, it had a really good mood and thought it was a good time to chase after some butterflies. Here and there, the boil was dragged left and right, back and forth, and soon dazed. He made it, together with countless cuts and wounds.

"Not in the best status today, Bro was too hyper to control." He grinned, flexing his neck embarrassingly . "No desserts after dinner today, Bro~" He announced with a happy light tone, but what he said wasn't as merry as his voice.

Bartholomew was beginning to realize he was spending too much time at individual booths. So much time, in fact, that he was beginning to doubt that he would get to see all the candidates. Still, that wouldn't stop him from trying, politics where very important to him.

He looked down the moon walk and considered it for a moment, but concluded it would be better for him to just stay and chat. After all, to run it he would have to take his suit jacket and tie, and he wanted to look his best for the candidates. "Hello Trisha. I'm Bartholomew Blackhorn, I'm kind of new to the school but my papers haven't all processed yet and such so, unfortunately. I am not a full student. Regardless, how are things faring for you?" He felt the need to explain about the fact that he was not a full student, as many of the others had asked him about it. Further looking at the robins and her list, Bart smiled and added "Your ribbons are very sophisticated, very nice." Then, "You wouldn't happen to play chess, would you?"