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Speaking of the funny talking vampire-

"A- A- A- Am I?" Pepin's voice cracked eerily to the question. Her voice played like a skipping tape, but even she couldn't tell if she'd spoken it with any sort of attitude or if she was tweaking out.

"What?" Tapping her foot as if nothing happened, she raised a brow to the white haired boil.

Biting her lip, she managed to keep any further laughter from escaping. This girl was out of the ordinary, that was for sure---or at least her mind was. However, she would refrain from any attempts to explain her victory to the ghoul. Unless she wanted to end up as the Night demon had.

Her gaze rolled over to demon boil, still keeping a small grin in place. "So, I take it your hear for the festival as well then?" Her attention broke away as Pepin's voice cracked, leaving her staring at the ghoul in awe. How often did THAT happen, she wondered..

"LW," she reached for the ghoul whom appeared to be more than a little terrified. "you okay?" She wouldn't know LW to be scared of anything at first glance, but this had her rethinking.

Zeke's eyes widened with extreme shock, his head cocked back. "Oh my Jack, she talks!" he blurted out at the ghost ghoul without thinking. Only just realized he said that out loud, Zeke began to hide his face into his neckerchief again. "I do 'pologize, miss!" his eyes quickly darting to the demon boil nearby. Please, help me was written all over his face, begging for the boil to help him out of this situation. "I really didn' mean anythin' offensive." with a fearful face. Making two ghouls angry at him in mere minutes, surely made Zeke feel regretful he had opened his fat mouth.

Zeke made an attempt to sneak into the shadows in hope of avoiding the ghoul.

Pepin wasn't used to getting so much inquisition though there were still many Halloween denizens who were a little behind on the times. On a daily basis she met scarers who lacked yellphones.

When Yorugami interluded to Zeke's question she laughed uneasily and spun some, watching stray pixels follow like using a laser in the dark.

"Pixels pixels, they're just everywhere." She sounded unusually happy to reply, though not so much about the pixels. Getting attention from boils was always a treat. "If either of you have looked really really hard at your yell phones or computer screens you'll see they're made up of toooons of them," she chimed.

((bed, tag me with quotes from now on please!))

Yorugami stared amazed at the marvel of pixels. Amazing! He should stare at his computer screen more often then…though his yellphone needed more attention. He’d always preferred having a computer than a yellphone that could annoy him with a call at anytime.

“I see.” Interesting, interesting…,”I shall certainly look closer the next I open my PC….wait does that mean you come from a yellphone or a computer?” He asked, his mouth an “o” in wonder.

While awaiting for a reply from the pixel-ghost, he turned to look at the pink haired ghoul and blushed. Oh man, he knew he’d blow it so bad.

“I mean,” he coughed,” Yes of course I am!” He lied.” Nothing as awesome and interesting as a festival…with ah…uhm, a tent right in the middle right? Exciting fog and all?”

Oh boil, see that mouth. Insert foot. Ah…hormones. Damn them all.

Zeke was about to slink into the shadows, but was stopped midway when he realized the ghost ghoul wasn't mad at him. Zeke sighed a relief and had only just realized how beautiful she was. Stupidly enough, he also hadn't realized that he had been gawking at her since. "Pixels? Yell....phone? My compu---wha?" Never actually owning any real technology, Zeke was confused about this computer. He stood there, almost seemed like an eternity. Don't just stand there! You'll look dumb as a rock! Zeke snapped out of it and just nodded at the ghoul as if he understood what she was saying. She's probably some sort of alien.

The demon boil continued to chatter with the ghoul. IT almost seemed obvious to Zeke he was interested in her. Zeke began to smile at them but only turned into a stupid grin when he saw the demon boil making an attempt to flirt with her. Zeke put his arm across the boil's shoulders, "Now, you two get along!" still grinning at the ghoul, "I believe we'll be needin' to stick together in this 'ere tent!" he turned to the boil and very quietly said to him with the side of his mouth, Thanks for bustin' me outta that one buddy!

Zeke felt a sudden push by a black dog-looking boil. "Hey! Watch where you're pushin'! You coulda dirtied up my vest!" glaring at the boil with intense red eyes ever so slightly shining in the dark.

Hel strolled along with her hands behind her back, her dual toned gaze sweeping this way and that. Things had gotten incredibly hectic and just plain weird over at flipped table land, so admittedly this change of pace was rather nice. Plus, there was still a ton more that she hadn’t seen at this festival yet! The wanna-be reaper stopped in her tracks though, one boot still in the air as her gaze settled on strange tent. She stared at it for a moment longer before her foot fell back to the ground and her hands shifted to her hips.

Huh. This was…interesting!

She looked around the area again, noting how it stood on the outskirts before looking back at the tent. Only this tent here…with no signs or anything…she wondered what it was all about. The only way to figure that out, would be to go inside it! It wasn’t like she had anything better to do.

The ghoul smiled a bit as she approached the tent and then entered, if not a bit cautiously.

Once inside, she seemed a bit at ease, pausing to look over all the other boils and ghouls that were already inside the tent. Oh…so there was something going on here and hey wait…was the tent really this large on the outside? Oh well. Hel let it go for now as she started to move closer to the others. “Hello there, friends.” She called out to anyone who would listen, “What are we gathered here for?” Little did she know that no one else really knew.

Entering the tent, Israfel's earwings twitched too and fro. He'd been looking for some games to play, but really, he's just been lost in the festival itself. So many booths! So many vendors and games and minipets and well- He'd gotten quickly overwhelmed and shuffled around until he had about as much direction as a seagull had dinning manners. So when he'd stumbled upon this? Why no enter and explore, away from the crowd?

He recognized a few students, but overall, he just kind of kept to himself, blue eyes flicking around in an attempt to not make himself more lost.