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 Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 2:42 pm
The blob girl talked to him!
"Yes, I am. I'm Dashner, who are you?"
He extended his hand.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 2:43 pm
"Never mind." He shook his head at Dash. Though behind Dash's back Ronan made a face and indicated to Ascreama that bird boy was probably totally nuts.
"Did you get what you came for?" He asked the blob girl, trying hard not to notice the smear she'd left on the window of the art shop.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 2:54 pm
'Uhm.. No..' she said sadly. That brush set and Skindian inks will have to wait until tomorrow. 'A girl's gotta eat!' she grinned and shrugged.
'Monsters don't just jump into rubbish for no reason, unless they're trash monsters.. But, uh, yeah, whatever floats your boat!' she took his hand, willing hers to be as solid as possible and shook it. Slime and feathers were a terrible mix. 'Hi! Nice to meet you! I'm Ascreama!'
She looked from Dashber to Ronan, beaming with excitement at potential friends.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:02 pm
"Well that was weird." He watched Dasher leave and shook his head, still utterly baffled. Were all the students here completely mad?
He turned his attention back to Ascreama. "So you already showed.." He still felt sick recollecting her eating. "So you are working on your own comics right?" Isn't that what she'd said earlier? Truth be told, he'd kinda lost track.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:05 pm
In the shadows of the hexscalator to the second floor, two individuals kept to the shadows, observing the day-to-day routines of the maul's (un)usual regulars.
"Ugh! Children, everywhere! There oughtta be a law."
"I do agree, madame. They should be locked up. And the key thrown far, far away."
As students of Monster High came near, the man held up a copy of the 'New Salem Times' over his face, and the woman ducked down and dug through her bag. The kids climbed on the hexscalator, not even noticing what was going on beneath them.
"Do you see her?"
"Right there. She's with those centaurs and the ghoul with the face paint."
"So she leaves the store unattended at times, eh? Hmmmm...." The woman cackled quietly.
"Indeed she does. But it's still too soon to make our move. Trust me, my dear lady, I have a plan. Stick to the plan..."
And the two of them melted into the shadows as if they had never been there in the first place, leaving only the smell of swamp gas.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:17 pm
The gooey girl nodded, completely oblivious to his disgust. Her eating habits were completely heathy as far as she was concerned.
'What did you buy?' She pointed at the plastic bag with the game store logo printed on the front. 'And yeah, I write and draw my own mangoo.' she stated, mater-of-factly. 'I draw anything that I think would work well in different stories; Spooker heroes, High school life, Magical ghouls, horror.. Even bromance!' she snickered.
They walked back down the steps and down the twisting corridors.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:21 pm
"Just a few games, maybe i'll find some people to play this scaremester." He shook his head, still baffled by bird boy. "Write as well? I'm impressed." He sniffed the air and frowned. "Do you smell that? " What the heck was that? It smelled worse than lutefisk and likely wasn't nearly as tasty.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:26 pm
Dashner walked down the hallways of the maul, unable to decide where he wanted to go. While he was walking, he passed by Draconia and her friends. They gave a little
"Hello!"
but no long conversations. This was the first time that Dashner had seen Chase's little brother, Colt, and Draconia's sister. He kinda wanted to stop by and introduce himself, but he assumed that Draconia and Glen had already told the two about him. After all, who WOULDN'T want to know about him?!
He walked aimlessly, always looking behind him to make sure Marceline wasn't coming up from behind him not knowing.
"It would be a lot more fun with Rory here..."
Rory was one of Dashner's beasties, the one who always understood what he was thinking. Well... Most of the time. And, it was only because the mirror boy watched him and many others through mirrors for weeks.
Finally, he decided to make up his mind and text his friend. But, he was afraid that Rory would think that Maul is too dangerous...
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:33 pm
'Cool! I play too! Mainly dress up games.. Or shooty-shooty-pew-pew-pew games, but I've tried a few Japainese games. They're hard though..' She said, molding her fingers into mock guns and 'shooting' the tiled floor as they passed, goop bullets plopping to the floor.
They continued walking with no real aim, 'I have no real sense of smell, the nose is for aesthetics only!' she said, giggle-snorting again. 'But if a smell is bad (or good) enough, sometimes I can absorb and sense the particl-..!' She stopped for a moment and shuddered, nodding in agreement of the smell.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:40 pm
"Thankfully it is dissipating." He shook his head at her finger guns and avoided the gloop as best he could. Ew. "So you can control what you look like then?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:52 pm
She laughed a little. 'Only a little. I'm hardly a shape-shifter, but I can transfer my mass around my body to do things like make my arms a little longer to reach things, make my feet wider for better balance, yada yada! But most of the time I can do small things like change clothes shape, or this,' she said, willing her hands in to the generic shape of a flower-bouquet 'hey, I look like a human bride!' she snorted, then the flowers drooped and wilted back to hand-shaped.
She gestured towards a small fountain with grotesques dotted around the edge, a merman splashed in the dribbling pool.
'What about you? Any abilities?' She asked as she sat on the stone lip of the loud fountain, next to a cracking gargoyle who proceeded to give her a thumbs up and shuffled to another higher tier of the fountain.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:59 pm
"Nothing hugely useful i'm afraid. Unless you happen to fall off a boat." He shook his head and sat down, leaving a decent gap between himself and the blob girl.
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2013 1:13 am
"Er, um... Pleasure t'meet ya!" Marceline stammered as the centaur ghoul flung her arm in an enthusiastic greeting. "You're gonna love Monster High, dawlin! I never had a warmer welcome in my unlife than on my first day!"
As the younger centaur scrambled to untangle himself from Draconia's wings, and unsure of what could be done to help matters, Marceline glanced away, just in time to see Dashner Hawke charming over a pink gelatinous ghoul a few storefronts away. 'He sure moves on fast...' she thought to herself, sinking her teeth into her lower lip and devoting a great deal of attention to her shoes.
"Er, anyway... I'm hopin' my request to be hexempt from Dead Languages this year'll be approved... Rotter seems 'ntent t'keep me, though..." She groaned. Small talk wasn't one of her strong suits even in the best of situations... "Either way, I'm beyond hexcited t'get on with the new school year! Aren't you?" 3nodding
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