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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:22 pm
((Spectator Post))
Blue eyes shot wide open. Riley was in a fight.
Riley was in a fight.
Riley.
Was in.
A.
FIGHT.
Israfel did what Israfel did best.
He began to fret and make small distress sounds, torn between seeking safety and helping his friend. But what could he do? Fighting was forbidden. Wasn't it? Standing upright wings flapped with worry. Feathers sticking out in odds and ends. He looked around for help. He gave a rather pathetic look towards the stage. Wasn't a teacher supposed to be here? Couldn't they do something? Make an intermission to deal with the fight and stop it?
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 7:49 pm
SPECTATOR POST
Jack dammit! Just what the hell was going on between the two ghouls?! They were so noisy! Well.. The one was anyways, the other didn't even seem to utter a word. Whatever the case, Mei saw detention in their future.. Detention and the princess corner. The very idea triggered an immediate shudder to run through the doll's body.
Recovering from her thoughts, Mei heaved a sigh before shifting her position. Dropping her feet to the ground again, she rested her elbows on her knees, propping her head up somewhat. Between the childish bickering, and the continuous boredom, Mei was close to nodding off for the rest of the play---and she probably would have, if it weren't for the two ghouls constantly going at it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 6:01 am
exclaim GM/ ACTOR POST
Unfortunately for the spectator crowd, the only someone supposedly in charge of such antics was currently dozing off.
"Jim, what should we do?" A low voice murmured from 'behind' the curtains
"I told you not to call me that, I am now the artist formerly known as Jim." The gnome also known as Jim also known as the artist formerly known as Jim analyzed the situation for a good two seconds before finally grabbing the longest piece of discarded curtain he could find and draping it around him, dramatically leaping to the center stage.
"WHEN YOUR POWERS COMBINE, I AM SANDY CLAWS." He squeaked.
One of two things happened at this time. The first was that the seats, or rather, reanimated seats did not take kindly to Riley and Sarias's spectacle. The once soft, comfy, and slightly plush creations sprang to life, armrest growing into claws, backseat into serrated teeth as they grabbed one student each and literally, clamped down on them, armrest claws wrapped tight around each student like a demented seatbelt. Riley and Sarias wold not be leaving their seats anytime soon.
The second was slightly more dramatic. The lights flickered out, there was a strange sort of cackling noise that sounded oddly like Hellma out of all creatures, and when the lights stabilized, instead of the gnome of the artist formerly known as Jim standing in the center ring of the stage, there was someone else. A single, balding, white-bearded red-garbed entity wearing a strange sort of red cap. He was also sort of fat. And bound up and gagged, if the students were into noticing details.
Fortunately between the lights going out and this strange new "guest appearance" gracing the stage, the secretary woke up, staring blankly at a wall of red curtain, script still in his other hand. His facial expression remained unperturbed as he saw the new visitor, who looked suspiciously like the real Sandy Claws on the stage, as if this happened every single year. Arel peered at the motley cast in the back stage. "Well, go on then, someone say the next line so we can go home already."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:01 am
ACTOR POST: JACK
Oh thank ******** Jack.
It seemed that her complaint about WHERE THE HELL IS OUR ACTOR had come a bit too early. However, either way, Shehk...would stare with some befuddlement at the strange red-garbed man for a minute, before coughing into one hand.
"Oh! There he is..." she paused, before nudging the red man confusedly. Either way, it was time for what was possibly the most horrendously embarassing part of the play. She had to sing again.
Sing with some very very stupid lines. This shame was clear in her posture, as she was not a very enthusiastic Jack at this point in time. In fact, the way she said her lines was more like she was at Alcoholics Anonymous than the lead character of a school music.
"Sandyclawshe'sourhero
gonnabringjoybackfromzero..
gonnahelpushandoutpresents
tokidsandscarelingswaitingforthem...."
She rushed out her lines as quickly as she possibly could before looking to Nuk, ears drooping and mumbling some more. "Maybe we should just make out now to cover up how horrible this part of the script is...."
Sadly, she'd probably take him UP on that offer.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:00 am
[ SPECTATOR POST ]
Ren had managed to somehow drift off to sleep, even with all of the noise and racket and loud shenanigans going on around. Except he was very rudely awakened by someone crashing into the back of his chair.
"What the - "
Squinting, he glanced around, covering his mouth as a yawn escaped. The person in question - or rather, persons - were some purple...ghoul? thing..? and a pale-skinned, blue haired girl who looked as if she might be a ghost.
And they were fighting, oh Jack. Ren stared for a moment, his hand still holding the half-empty bag of candy before looking to either side to see what the others were doing. Nobody was attempting to stop, but there were a few surprised stares, a few excited expressions, and one or two bored ones.
But that was before the chairs (the chairs?!) moved. Ren blinked.
Well, uh. Looks like they're kind of, um...well, they look...
Man, they are so totally screwed now. Tied to their seats by seat...monster...things.
Ren shrugged. A smile played on his lips as he turned his attention back to the play.
Well, the show must go on, right?
The lights flickered. There was someone on stage now...
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 11:07 am
[SPECTATOR POST.....thank you zoo XD;; ]
With the full force of which Sarias threw herself at the alien she had no time to stop herself when it skilfully dodged out of her way, all she could do was look puzzlingly at the space where she had once stood, as she continued hurtling towards it at record speed. She saw were she was heading, the chairs were the perfect board for her to hit and be flung over, to land in the lap of the one who had tempted this all out of her in the first place! Although he seemed to be lowering himself closer and closer to the ground, his drool flooding the floor, his tongue lolling about, his eyes in a happy daze…what the hell was he staring at?
She had no time to ponder his perverted act, better for him that she didn’t too! She hit the chair with all the force she had muster for the attack, her front half going over the head board, her legs coming from behind like she an undignified front flip. She tried to grab the arms of the chair and found that instead they were grabbing her!
“What the jack!” she shrieked, unsure if this was a hidden attack by the alien, possessing school property for its own filthy needs. She froze ridged in the pose, her tendrils trying to cover her now very bare, but still stripped legs from the staring crowd! Her stockings ended somewhere in the thigh region, allowing everyone to if she preferred boxers or briefs. “AHHHHHHHHHH PUT ME DOWN!!!” Kicking her legs manically the chair must have sensed it fabric being scratch to death by her finger nails as she tugged and pulled from its grasp, but it held on even tighter as it re-adjusted her, finally allowing her to be upright and sat with two very strong chair arms wrapped round her middle.
“LET GO YOU HORRIBLE PILE OF MMMMmmmm!!!!” As quick as a flash the chair arm had grabbed a fistful of blue hair and whammed it straight into the banshees mouth, her sudden shrieks halted mid insult!.....The “show” may now continue.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 12:56 pm
[Spectator Post]
Riley felt a surge of satisfaction as she watched Sarias go flying, landing right beside her in Icky's chair. She quirked a brow at the 'show' the upside-down ghoul was giving, and it was enough distraction to keep her from noticing the arms of the chair tug her forcefully down into it, and clamp her in place. She froze for a moment, assessing the situation, before attempting to struggle out of her hold. It was futile.
Well, this was new. And entirely unnecessary, Riley fumed silently to herself, as she relaxed into the hold. She waited until the chair seemed inanimate once more, before lifting one hand and curling it inward. One long claw raked against the arm of the chair, and with a squeaking sound she tore quite a ragged edge through it until it flicked upward and clamped her hands down. NOW she was trapped.
She winced at the scream next to her, and turned her head just in time to watch the armchair gag Sarias. She let out a bark of a laugh. Well, maybe this isn't so bad after all.
Only.. now she wasn't sitting with Israfel anymore. She turned her head as far as she could, giving her friend a side-glance. Sorry, she whispered out softly. I'd much rather be sitting with you than this wretched creature.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 1:21 pm
SPECTATOR POST
Laughter was filling the immediate area, Icky's cackles becoming throaty and strained as his throat began to dry out but he refused to stop--it was impossible for the boggart. His sides and face were beginning to hurt from the constant, wide mouthed, slack jawed smile and as he clenched his eyes shut and leaned back against his chair, something slammed into him and pushed him to the side.
Discomfort.
Pain.
The boggart contorted on the floor as Sarias landed in his lap, putting far too much pressure on a certain area, ghost or not. His laughter ended quite abruptly, instead replaced with a loud "AUGH--!" If it wasn't hurting he would have made a crude joke, perhaps even a pass (forcing one eye open he noticed there was also an abundant amount of cleavage within his grasp) but as the chair pulled her off, his claws immediately went to his groin instead.
Still, he attempted to laugh. His yellow teeth were clenched, face stuck in a pained grin as one eye was shut tight and another locked on the banshee and 'flayer--particularly the banshee, still, as the chair decided to pick her up upside down and her dress had fallen, giving him a damn near perfect view of her unders.
Why did this moment have to be ruined by a groin injury? Attempting to grin and bear it, Icky pulled himself to his knees, one hand still in place while the other groped around the chair to give him some leverage. "We were almost even," he spat, losing his cool momentarily but quickly his grin returned as he watched Sarias get cut short by the chair stuffing some of her own hair in her mouth as a gag, "I'ma get you back, girly... Count on that." However misguided, now was a declaration of war upon the banshee. Sexy, cleavage bearing war.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:13 pm
((Spectator post))
Israfel watched the whole thing on stage with horror. No one was coming. Riley was going to be mauled. No more cider fairy stories. No more silly jokes ans tent secrets. Then he saw it. Sandy Claws.
A gnome. All hope was lost. flopping into a seat, He cried out as they sprang to life. Oh jack what was going on, what was happening anymore? Was that Hellma's voice? OH JACK WERE THEY ALL GOING TO THE PRINCESS CORNER? Eyes the size of saucers flicked to the stage and- "Ewwwww...." There was a fat guy on stage. Tied up no less. Was it part of the show? It had to be. That...the darkness had to have been Professor Hellma, the cackle was very villain like and she was...like that. Or she seemed to be.
Highly confused, the Siren slouched and sighed. "Why didn't I get drunk before showing up?" At least then he'd feel some what better about all this.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 12:09 am
SPECTATOR POST
Oh hey! Something was happening on stage! Was it---was it Sandy Claws? Sitting at full attention, Mei eyed the gagged figure before settling in her seat again. Nahhh. Couldn't be---could it? The idea puzzled her, but not enough to keep her mind on the thought.
Hearing distress from another student, Mei watched as the ghouls were strapped down by their own chairs. Snickering at the sight, she broke into a childish sounding giggle. Jack Damn! That was the best thing that happened during the whole play! The boil whom was with the girls seemed to be in agony, but.. Why? What happened to him? Shrugging it off, Mei sunk back into her seat, muffling any further laughter.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 6:58 pm
ACTOR POST: SALLY
Well this was going to heaven in a handbasket. For the longest time there was nothing, nothing but the increasing chatter of students off stage while the actors stood shock-stiff on stage, waiting for something to happen. Did they forget their lines? Did someone forget to show up? It was hard to tell from the auditorium what was happening, although it was becoming increasingly clear that very few of them knew what they were doing at all when it came to the play, some more so than others. So of course, being the adolescents they were, naturally the peanut gallery decided to add their own flare. From where he stood, Nuk could see Riley's purple form leading the charge, quickly getting into a scuffle with some blue-haired chick he'd never met. For a good few minutes he watched, clearly intrigued (although damn if it didn't make the play look worse that one of it's actors was distracted by something offstage,) until the seats of the auditorium decided to intervene, wincing a little as they were pulled apart and strapped down.
Meanwhile, Sandy Claws had not appeared. And the awkward semi-silence was getting... well... more awkward.
Glancing over at Jack!Shehk, Nuk leaned his head towards her a bit, giving her a confused look, as if she was clearly more responsible and therefore would certainly know what was going on. At least the former was true, but it didn't necessarily mean the latter was. "...did we even cast a Sandy?" He muttered after a second, looking between the other actors with an equally bewildered look, shrugging. He didn't even know his own lines, maybe he'd missed this part in the script?
As if by divine intervention, there was a LEAPING red figure in his peripheral vision, and his eyes turned towards the... well, rather small form of... ... a gnome in a cape? That definitely wasn't right, even the oblivious skinwalker could call shenanigans on that one. Which, of course, he proceeded to do so. Lifting an eyebrow, he folded his arms across his chest, wrinkling his nose.
"Hey, you're not..."
Letting his comment drift off mid-sentence as the lights flickered off, he blinked as they came back on, eying this new, fatter someone for a second before continuing.
"... nevermind."
Well. That solved that. Sandy Claws had made his appearance, and although it was slowly coming to pieces, the show had to go on, right? While 'Jack' slurred through 'his' lines, somehow in the course of this time Nuk had managed to get his hand on a script, a moment of his form half-ducked behind the curtain and a little scuffle and a yip of what was probably a gnome and he was back on stage, waltzing back up to stand next to Shehk, flipping through the script. Unfortunately for him, he hadn't heard her offer, or there would have been some serious make-out-times.
"We're Sandy Claw's helpers, and you can be one too?
Because bringing in the joy is... the thing to do? ......... what, hell no.
Looting and polluting is not the way,
Hear what Sandy Claws has to say?
What the jack is this, I'm not singing this s**t."
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:11 am
[SPECTATORS POST]
Sarias stared ahead , her hair (although tasting of scareberries and spooknuts) was delicious to chew on this much was making her want to gag. She heard the laughter from the alien and was pleased to see the chair had done the same to her, at least she didn't have to play the silly game with her any more....although it was fun. She kept a mental note of the alien, it had been ages since she had met someone with the stamina to out run her, and the thought of hand to hand combat! Sarias shivered with excitement, she couldn't wait to make a more informal acquaintance again...with knives.
She half listened to the boggart as she stared over at the alien, it seemed to speak to someone else as it shifted its head this way and that. "Mhhhmmm mmmmmMMMMmmm*" she stifled back to the boil, a look of boredom across her face. She couldn't have any more fun so she wasn't going to provoke him any more, she would just have to sit bound and gagged, all vulnerable.....why was this not the best thing to ever happen to her? Oh yeah, this stupid show.
*Too rude for an interpretation!
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:40 am
[SPECTATOR POST!]
"I came because my friends were performing... I had been looking forward to this after having to go through that horrible raid on Christmas town," She signed softly, relieved that she was not the only one who had thought badly of the play; she was starting to feel rather guilty about that! Making herself comfortable on the seat beside the Envy Demon's, she shook her head, "I suppose if you look at the play as a comedy, it... No, I am tortured. The school twisted one of my favorite stories as a child into... Into that."
She really didn't want to whine since it didn't feel right to do that to poor Livi, but she had been keeping it to herself all this time... She sighed again, but quickly forced a small smile and a chuckle, "It seems like rambling had become a habit when I'm talking to you." She would apologize, but hadn't he told her not to the first time they chatted?
She then paused again, trying to decide if the student-fight or the play was more frightening. The former was really none of her business though... She would very much like to stop them, but probably lack the commanding power to. Beside, it seems like someone (something?) else already did. Turning her attention back to Livi, her smile grew a little as she gestured fondly at both of the ghouls playing the mayor on stage, "I do enjoy seeing Amrita and Tess on stage though..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:50 am
[SPECTATOR POST]
Kasumi, admittedly, was saddened by the fact that she hadn't been able to be a worthwhile Zero to Belladonna's Jack. But that was alright. At least she could come and sit and watch the play as it took place on the stage. She'd been quiet throughout most of the action, so to speak. Some purple student and someone else had gotten into a most nasty fight, and Kasumi did her best to stay clear of it. If anything, she was reminded that she must be on her best behavior - anything less would not be tolerated by the staff administering the event. The last thing she wanted was a detention to mar her perfect record. Frowning, Kasumi kept to herself to watch the action unfolding on the stage.
It became clear to her after a while that the students in the audience were rude and rowdy. Couldn't they see that people were attempting to act on stage? Before she was able to reprimand the nearest loud student, a rather large and rather jolly individual joined everyone on stage. How peculiar! Kasumi kept a book with her most times labeled History of Halloween to keep up with events. It detailed everything she didn't know from before she was a transfer student to the academy proper - including the information behind the play. Whoever this was, he was certainly playing the part of Sandy Claws, the penultimate individual in the play. How interesting! And whichever student they conscripted to play the role was doing so fabulously.
Kasumi clapped her hands in delight. This was so much fun! And Tess was on stage, one of her dear friends. She knew Tess would be an excellent actress no matter what part she played, and the thought was comforting. She was a natural on stage, or so the ghost thought, though she kept her clapping to a minimum so as not to disturb the actors on stage. She would go to find Tess afterwords to give her a congratulatory hug. It was only right!
She'd overheard other students explaining about the raid on Christmas Town - one she didn't really get to see. Indeed, after getting off the train, she stayed in the infirmary for the remainder of the expedition, doing her best to tend to others. She didn't think she missed too much, but what was done was done. Kasumi did her best and stayed where she thought she might be needed most. She kept telling herself it was the best decision she could have made and made peace with it.
Sitting back in her chair, she continued to watch the show in earnest.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:15 pm
[Actor Post: Oogie Boogie]
Huddled back stage, his puppet mounted properly on his shoulders, Christof kept moving his new fingers praying they kept up with the practiced articulation they'd need. Hell's Bells, why had he decided he needed to do this so BADLY? The attention? For a boil who couldn't speak, attention wasn't REALLY that difficult to get. Just... stand in a crowd and flail his arms around. No. He wanted to show off his craftsmanship more than anything. And he had gotten a Demon Mark out of it. That thought made him straighten proudly. His culture was probably one of the only ones in Halloween that thought of such a thing as a GOOD thing to collect. It was like a Resume tattooed onto his flesh. He scratched at his shoulder. There was Jack's lines.... right.... and then after a little while, he supposed that was Sally- HE WAS NEXT HE WAS NEXT IT WAS HIS TURN!!
Jumping forward so quickly, he nearly stumbled over Barth's legs as he clambered past onto the stage, but ti was already too late to manually wake him. And Sandy hadn't even given his line yet!! Where was that red-coated b*****d anyway? No matter, no matter. Keep moving forward.
Wrenching at the controls, the puppet's features contorted into a look of rage, the arms lifting up, ready for their line-
But Barth was still sleeping by the curtain.
Well, he had made precautions for this sort of inevitable event. A look of determination on his face, the Hunchback let go of one arm control to pull back and c**k his own "L.S.D.", taking aim through the crack of seam he had left open directly at the slumbering demon.... and pulled the trigger.
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