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You never knew this room existed before.

But then again, you are still relatively new to the world considering you yourself just manifested into the world for the first time a couple hours ago. Not that anything is wrong with that: for you it's perfectly normal, and to think of an existence before that is incomprehensible. But now isn't the time for such philosophical thoughts, not when there's a swanky waiting room to check out.

The wooden floor sticks up in places, warped and twisted to create neat little tripping hazards that would be hazardous if you had legs. Like that plumber that ran through here earlier. There are also several comfortable looking chairs and couches, but since you don't have a need to sit down they're more for bouncing off of like trampolines than anything else.

There isn't much to do here but talk and mingle, really. You can see some funny-looking things out in front you can spy on, though. Man they sure look weird! What are those things they have? Legs? Weeeeird.

He was surrounded by idiots.

Yes, most of them were still in the middle of recognizing they existed. Yes, only one of them had talked thus far.

No, he did not care. They all had to be idiots. It was just truth: everyone was an idiot about something. His own just happened to be that he sparkled like a sissy, which was idiotic enough on its own that he himself could not be an idiot. Of course not! Siiiiiigh.

Thus thought the fanged Boo who sat in the darkest corner of the room, able to hear the muffled voices but unable to as of yet care.

"There is no spoon," this Boo, Edward Sullen, grumbled. "Maybe if you shut up they'll go away."

Alaizebel was irrevocably bored. She had only been in existence for a few seconds, as far as her consciousness stretched back, but she was already anxious to do something. And that was when she saw them: not the other boos, but the figures out in front. They looked like they were having so much fun. They looked incredibly active. They should suffer for it.

And Alaizebel determined that regardless of gender, apearance, abilities, or species, she would try to both alleviate her boredom and ruin their fun. How does one ruin fun? Alaizebel stared at the other two Boos. "How do we get out there?" she mumbled indirectly towards the fanged boo and the Boo with a chef hat.

Except the boo with the strange... bra on her head? Attracted Alaizebel's attention immediately. Tricks? she wondered. "I'd love to mess with them," Alaizebel said, her extremely bored expression giving way to a wicked grin.

Edward stared.

And stared.

And stared.

No-one could call him sweetheart because he was a monster that didn't deserve love. Much less from one who was wearing a bra on his head. Also, he wasn't in the mood to learn tricks really.

"They'll just come in here anyway, I bet," he commented sullenly to the purple Boo who had materialized. "Great."

Beat.

". . . Do any of them look like they have good blood?"

Roxy had no idea how they got out there, his whole short life had been spent in this room. He thought for a moment and then had a idea. "Oh my dear, they are going to come to us and when they are in our house, then we will make sure they never get back out." He smirked, he did not like the idea of dirty foot prints on his floors, however the thought of a home field advantage made him smirk. The purple Boo was pretty, however she did not hold a candle to his loveliness. Roxy was not the kind to get jealous, that would suggest that he thought he was not perfect, he was very perfect. Everyone should envy him.

He did not even knowledge the fact that he had totally just said what Edward had. There was no way someone ugly like him could come up with such a good idea, it was his! He thought of it and that was the end of that. He did however give him a small glanse. "Blood you say? I did not know you were into such things. Naught boy." He giggled and gave him a wink, very kinky, very kinky indeed.

"Oh my dear, you will go far, but lets be patient now... and then they will die. We will make them scream and we shall laugh." He smirked approaching the female boo and planting a small peck on her cheek before giggling and turning away to look out the window once more. "Anything as ugly as them deserves nothing more."

All he could hear was the other noming on the couch, that one was not fully there.

Pop!

Sancka appeared in a burst of fog - the newest boo to materialize in this seemingly new room, she was vaguely annoyed at first not to have been the first boo to find it but the thought was quickly forgotten once she spied the strange forms lurking outside the window. Using the couch cushions like a trampoline to bounce her way into the window , mashing her little boo face against the pane with a sort of misty squelching sound above the other boos looking out.

Interesting....

"Why are the things here?" She questioned no one in particular assuming that the other boos in the room might have found out something by now..they'd had the audacity to beat her into the room after all, surely they had learned something right? No? Oh well, maybe the weird milling leg things would come inside..that could be fun. Maybe they'd trip...that would be even funner.

The hungry ghost, Spoon, was close to falling asleep while it teethed at the couch. Saliva pooling around it's mouth. Its pink glow was dull. Its eyes, already hidden behind its grinning cheeks, scanned the room moments before it slept.
And it caught something, shiny.
It zipped from the couch. It's maw open, covered with rows of jagged tiny little teeth. It was going up. It was going after a crown tattoo.
"Mmmmyahhhhh..."

"GHOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUULSS!" Boonibrow yelled, thick, black unibrow doing the caterpillar across his forehead. Barely into existence and he already knew his purpose in life. To romance the wimmenz. He zoomed over- well into to the window Spoon had vacated, malleable Boo body flattening against the pane with a splat.

Oh man, the legs were weird, but look at those curves! Eyes shining with adoration, Booni ogled. Oh, how he ogled.