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 Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 1:54 pm
Cady was lost. It was becoming a bit of a theme for the rather befuddled ghoul. She got a distinct sense of deja-vu as she rounded the corner, and sure enough, within minutes found herself in the cafeteria she'd left... What now, maybe an hour or so ago?
That was fine though. Cady had a PLN. She was pretty sure that was missing a vowel or two, but who could be bothered with silly things like spelling when they were on an Important Mission? The cafeteria, with it's truly odd assortment of what could barely be called food, would provide the perfect materials for the super top secret ultra important project Cady had in mind.
In her haste to get to work, she slammed open the double doors rather loudly. She was pleased to see her table with it's flotillas of uneaten food remained untouched. She grabbed an empty tray and strode over, mind focused on her work.
That is, until in typical Cady fashion she noticed an odd looking ghoul sitting alone at the end of a nearby table. She glanced from her uneaten food, to the ghoul, then back again, frowning in concentration. She had had to THINK far too many times today for her own comfort. Whatever, she decided finally, she could do both.
Cady slowed down a bit as she passed the purple haired, dark skinned creature's seat. She watched her lick spoon curiously, and quipped, "They taste alright, but not as good as back home you know. Gladys has silverware made from REAL silver and it just goes down so much easier, don't you think? Say, your tongue is really weird, like I don't know if you know but it's kind of purple. And kind of grey. Also, you have an extra eyeball." She paused for a moment. "WAIT, that's an AMAZING idea! It'll go so well with the extra arms," she commented absently, and plopped down at her own table, grabbing a few fistfuls of some really odd mushy stuff and beginning to sculpt crudely.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 4:17 pm
Cady stared disconsolately at the pile of goo between her hands. It just didn't look right. No, she was getting this ALL WRONG. Frustrated, she squished it back down into a puddle on the platter again. In her concentration she hadn't noticed if the other ghoul had ever replied to her queries.
She poked at the mush pile on her plate. What to do, what to do? It HAD to be perfect, and Cady's very short patience was wearing thin.
Obviously, the only solution would be to get another look at her subject matter.
With this decision behind her, she promptly got up, scraped her hands off on the table and pranced back out the doors almost as swiftly as she'd come in.
But she would be back.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:12 pm
After about 20 minutes, the manticore returned, this time with a rather sizeable sword propped up on one shoulder.
She tried to use it to vanquish the double doors, but they only clanged irritably in response. She shrugged, and pushed them open with her shoulder, dragging the sword behind her with a teeth grating squeal as she returned to her seat.
To work!
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:27 pm
Laiha looked up at the manticore ghoul that had arrived, listening to her talk as she passed. Spoons? The ghoul could also partake of "inedible" fare? She'd always thought she was fairly singular, or at least her father had never introduced her to another eater of tables and chairs. She did not speak to her, though. Why? She seemed busy, and Laiha had begun stuffing her face. She watched the ghoul work and watched her leave, then turned to consuming her utensils.
The fork and knife were pleasant enough but the tray, like most plastic, was depressingly tasteless on its own. She went in for a second helping and then began to scour the room for more munchies. When the other ghoul returned, she raised her hand in a pitiful semblance of a wave. She had promised her father she would talk to at least one person here. Perhaps this hungry ghoul was that person. Her wave soon dissolved into a blatant point at the large sword, though, and she tilted her head slightly in question.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:32 pm
Cady grinned at the waving ghoul. "Oh, hi again!" She hefted the sword, and wobbled a little, her feet dancing around to maintain balance. "I just won this at a booth! Have you been to any of them? A lot of them are fun, plus there's free food. Well ok not at this one but you know, like I guess you could eat the sword, only I was told that this stupid thing -" she flicked her visitor's pass,"-would make it easier for me to Choke, so I'm not going to try."
Laying it reverently on the table (it was so cool!) she closed her eyes, and tried to focus on the shape she wanted in her head. Luckily, it was already a rather lopsided figure, so she got to work, squishing and poking and prodding. This was actually kind of fun! Why did everyone say not to play with your food?
She had to remember to leave room for the extra arms and tails though.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:40 pm
When the sword was laid upon the table, Laiha leaned forward to give it a sniff. Cold metal, jewels, nothing new. Given the choice, she would still prefer flesh to inanimate objects, and besides, this ghoul seemed attached to it. It simply wouldn't do to take a nibble. Booths, though? Perhaps if she could get up and wander around she would find a prize for herself, to take home and prove that she had done something at this horrible waste of time.
For now she would socialize.
A fleshy finger crooked at the sculpture forming between them, and Laiha emitted a low, rumbling growl. What exactly was that thing?
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:53 pm
Cady grinned as the girl inspected the sword, and her grin widened when she crooked a finger at the mush that was sloooowly taking on a rather odd humanoid form.
"Oh, you know, I'm not very good at this, I've actually only done it with like mud and sticks and stuff before but I figure food is kind of similar but," she leaned forward conspiratorially, "it's a top secret super special project. I have. A Plan." She said this last proudly.
"It's like, uh. A..." She tried to think of the word. It looked like it hurt.
"A boo-print!" She cried out finally, in triumph. "I'll show it to you when I'm done. I think I'll have to stick it in the oven for a few hours ago when I'm done though, you know. Otherwise I think it might just fall apart again, and that might be bad because then you couldn't tell what it was supposed to be." She said all this, still shaping the food blob. She reached into a bowl for some worms and started experimentally sticking them around the top.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:59 pm
A boo-print? What in the world was this ghoul creating?! Perhaps the sword meant she was a reaper, perhaps she was creating a minion! It certainly looked like a strangely lumpy and misshapen minion, and she wasn't sure what the worms were supposed to be, but maybe that was the plan. Maybe nobody was supposed to be able to read this boo-print but this ghoul ...whose name she didn't know.
"Laiha," she said, chewing on the back end of her second fork. Her voice was raspy and rumbling from misuse.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 6:14 pm
Cady looked up and blinked as the girl uttered something unintelligible. Did she sneeze? "Gazuntite," she chortled. "Are you like that patchwork boil at fitness? Can you talk?"
She peered at her over her project. Her mouth was definitely not sewn shut. Huh. She grabbed a couple of beetles as they tried vainly to escape from another dish, and started plucking their wings off.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 6:17 pm
"No," Laiha responded, giving the other ghoul a bit of a Look. What was she on about, exactly?! Who was this patchwork boil?!
"My name," she said, still chewing on said fork, "Laiha."
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 6:43 pm
Oh. Riiight. Had she even remembered to tell the ghoul her own name?
"Oh, RIGHT. You can call me Cady. So like, what are you anyway? I like your eye. And your tongue is cool. You don't look anything like any of the other ghouls I've met, you know."
Squish, squish, squish. The food mix was starting to take a shape - whether it was the RIGHT shape was still kind of in question, but she started to roll a few extra bits on the side, making a couple long and skinny, and keeping the second pair nice and fat.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 7:56 pm
"Cady," Laiha repeated, giving a little nod. It was much easier to remember than some of the names she'd heard today. "Devourer."
She put her fork down, now mauled as it was from her attack. This ghoul was strange, but in an entirely acceptable way that didn't make her attackable. Cady smelled like she might taste nice, but having someone to talk to was higher on the list than another useless meal.
"What are you?"
Those were perhaps the most words she had spoken to a stranger in months. She did so carefully, softly, and with her face turned slightly down.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 8:07 pm
"De...vour. Er." Cady repeated. She was pretty sure that she'd heard the word before. "Does that mean you like to eat stuff? I do too! I'm a manticore," she added, poking herself in the chest and smearing food goop on her shirt. She didn't seem to notice.
"So like, I've been all over this school so far, and it seems like everyone is really nice! I even got to tell some riddles to this one boil who was a Cat but not a cat and he wore clothes which I thought was really weird, because -" she had to pause for breath, "-I've never seen a cat wear clothes before."
She squished the cylindrical bits into the sides of the figure, where she had made slight depressions. She pinched it, trying to make sure they wouldn't become dislodged.
"Say, can I use that?" she asked, pointing at the mangled fork.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 8:22 pm
"I do," Laiha nodded, her hairless brows furrowing. She couldn't say for certain if others of her kind also liked to eat things, but she certainly did. She hadn't met others here, either, and while she was willing to try she was admittedly a little worried; she wasn't quite the type she'd seen around here, what with the scantily-clad succubi and lithe figures. To have someone to walk with would be pleasant, especially one with such a dangerous-looking tail.
The devourer was twirling her fork absently when Cady addressed it. She looked at it, considering the taste (which wasn't the greatest, honestly) and shrugged as she held it out. Sure!
"What are you planning?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 8:34 pm
"Well," Cady replied, squinting and sticking her tongue out a little in concentration, "I think it would make the PERFECT tail. It's all poky and dangerous looking." She took the offered item, and shoved it into the figure's rear...causing it's little rolled head to land with a PLOP! on the table. She flattened her ears. "This is hard," she complained. 
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