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The vivisection

#now thats a painting of #haar #six years later and i still cant draw the guy right lol #digital art #drawing #haar grimm #i added pants #im a sissy ok #im not proud #body horror #tw body horror #halloween #spooky #plague doctor #art #c--you

well this is a familiar skeleton man

#well look whose design got an upgrade!#HAAR grimm #haar #white hair on haar #yes please!#my bb #i need to do a fullbody bc hes changed a lot

Roleplay: The Monster Mash (#3)

Date: 7/30/15

Participants: Haar, Morgan, Gil, Eris, Alec, Wren, Cici, Franz, Hans, Emma, Fred, Alice, John, Robin, Milo, Ed, Emmy, Mint, Hollow Christopher Columbus, Tortoise, Willy Wonka, Babd the Morrigan

Roleplay: The Monster Mash (#3)

Date: 7/30/15

Participants: Haar, Morgan, Sally, Gil, Eris, Alec, Wren, Shay, Cici, Raphael, Franz, Hans, Emma, Fred, Alice, John, Robin, Milo, Ed, Emmy, Mint

Even for the summer, the entire academy was eerily silent on the inside. Boards and nails covered the windows (or most of them,) while the doors were blocked with desks, cabinets, and in some cases piles of homework the Halloween students never really bothered with, anyway. The students themselves were contained in the cafeteria, and while some knew what was going on, there was quite a few who remained clueless as to why bumps and noises could be heard from the outside. Unbeknownst to them, bodies of the living(un)dead from Halloweentown repeated rammed into the school, hoping to get their hands on ripe, plump, easy pickin’ brains from the students! The teachers were holding council right outside of the cafeteria, stumped and confused as to how to keep the students safe, unworried, and hopefully as out of the mess as possible. Haar, Sally, Morgan, Fred and Alice were as perplexed as ever, and all of them could feel eyes staring them down from somewhere…. Alec, leaning on a cafeteria windowsill, tiredly looked around to the faces of the other students. He was only half-done wallowing in self pity when a THUMP on the opposite side of the boarded window made his heart race, and he quickly took a few steps back. Even though he was safe, it still was pretty nerve wrecking! Surely the teachers could figure something out but, as for right now, they were REALLY taking their time in doing so! He sat in deep thought for a moment before deciding to look around for familiar faces. Eris rubbed her eyes, whatever that book did, it messed her up her magic was weighing, she was grogy, for some reason she was in the cafeteria? she looked around for someone to explain what was going on. Having found the cafeteria’s stock in the kitchen, Emma had taken to stress eating. Currently she was working on a bag of pretzels, while Milo cooked up “real food” for the others. Sure, Emma had seen Halloween Town before, and had even met undead students! That still couldn’t shake the extreme uneasiness she felt towards the zombies clawing at the windows. The thought sent her shoving another handful of salty carbs into her mouth. Emmy rubs her arms up and down shakily as she glances around the room. She didn’t like the paranoia in the air, not one bit. On top of which, she was feeling sick, really sick. Her hair, usually floating about her sjoulders, was dripping straight to the floor creating a sort of trail from thw puddle to the top of her head. She couldn’t levitate, and her bones ached with a chill so deep she thought she was going to freeze. Huffing with a shiver, she sets her mouth in a hard line, trying to focus on the texture of the table. Getting sick in front of everyone was the last thing anyone would have wanted, especially her. Glanceing up slightly, she skims over the heads of the students, unable to s tem her own curiousity. What in the world was really going on..? Martha grumped inside her head as she sat at the lunch table. The moss child from earlier had decided that locking her into a seat was safer then having her walk around. The gale of some people! She wasn’t even craving “Braaaains” The words spilled out of Martha’s mouth. She would have recoiled in horror but she had no control of her body. She wasn’t even sure she WOULD attack someone if she was let out. She wasn’t even a little huntgry. Well, the more she thought about it, she was actually in the mood for some icecream. But otherwise, no! Milo stirred a pot of tofu noodle soup. Comfort food for uncomfortable times! He leaned down and took a whiff, then sighed happily. All done! A few moments later, he’d set the pot on one of the cafeteria warmers and clapped his hands to grab attention. “Soup time!” Keeva didn’t look it but she internally was really scared at the situation, yes her cousin Romulus was originally from halloween town he never mentioned anything about the undead that she recalls. She tried her best to keep her composure but well it’s hard when your entire school is surrounded by the undead, so the best thing she could do is protect her friends and fellow classmates. Raphael worked at the counter, thinning dough out with a rolling pin, his mouth almost curving into a smile as he worked. Baking was just so soothing and routine, it lulled him into a state of non-thinking. Flour up to his elbows and all over his shirt, but all of the aprons had been hilariously large on him. He carefully kneaded the dough into the pan and returned to the bowl he’d been using earlier. He’d never made this recipe before, but he had a decent amount of experience in cooking when he was younger. Hopefully this would be done soon enough to prevent even greater tragedy. He smoothed the filling into the dough and slid it into the oven. Geoffrey had said this was a guarantee. Once it was set and baking, he walked over to Emma, wiping off his hands. “Are you doing okay?” he asked, crouching next to her. Eris spotted Alec and started to make her way towards him, surely HE would know what’s going on “alec!” she called out to him, trying to get his attention Robin sat at one of the cafeteria tables, trying to keep her cool. She couldn’t help but to light up a bit from the inside, which made her skin radiate a soothing yellow. She was biting her lip SO hard it might bleed, but she didn’t care! She wanted SO BAD to tell everyone what was going on, but Haar and Miss Morgan (even though they technically weren’t her teachers, anymore…) told her that it would just worry them even more. And because Robin was a leader, she SHOULD be helping everyone calm down, but instead the guilt of knowing and not telling burned inside her! She scratched her scalp and grinded her teeth before looking up and realizing a new student was right across the table. “I know you,” Robin said outloud to Emmy before her eyes lit up too, “Are you melting??? Do you need a towel? Or…a bucket?” Alec looked up (only ¾ths done wallowing in self pity, mind you!) and approached Eris, careful not to bump into anyone else on the way. “Are you feeling better?” He had started to twist his rings again, but hadn’t really noticed. It was clear to read the guilt written all over his face! Plus, he was still a little glitter-y from the book itself! Shay paced the lunchroom. Sure, he knew his friends were safe, but he just didn’t..feel safe. Maybe it was the fact that there was that..Brain loving skeleton and the impending horde of zombies outside. It seemed the most likely. He just couldn’t nap! If he did, he might not wake up! And he was getting tired.. He decided to make his way to Alec and Eris. They were smart, they’d know what to do. Wren sat cross-legged at one of the lunch room tables. She tapped her nails over the counter and grumbled. Why were people so weird? Why was this school so weird? When did she ever set off an evil spell or get attacked by zombies in Valentine’s Town? Well, she technically had set off an evil spell before, and she also technically hadn’t gotten attacked by zombies yet… Either way, this was dumb! She lazily watched Shay walk over to Alec and Eris and huffed. She wasn’t going over there. No way. She was definitely not- okay she was walking over there. Haar’s eyes were cloudy as he started at the other two academy teachers. He could have sworn he was doing something, but whatever it was had escaped him. He stood in silence for a moment before a coat hand delivered a very quick and precise slap to his face! Blinking hard and not registering what happened just yet, he realized he had been in mid-sentence!! While he brought a lethargic hand to his face to rub it, he started again, “As I was saying!! There has to be a connection to outside and the academy. Otherwise, Halloween Town would be a far easier target for our…cohorts.” Emmy raises her eyes to the voice and suppresses the urge to recoil against the smell. If she didn’t know any better she would have hated the boy for cooking at a time like this, but she was the one with the bellyache. But jusg as she returned her attention to the table, Robin, and older she’d met before had called her attention. She looks up slowly, her voice echoimg softly in her skull. After a moment, she rellies slowly, “A… bucket?” Did she really look thay sick? Then finally realizeing, she must has been refering to her skin. Smiling weakly, she tries to sit up a little straighter,“N-No, it’s alright. It happens when I’m not feeling well. But, if you could, point the direction to a water fountain…? I’m still trying to get the layout of this place down.” Cici walked over to the counter when soup was called, and gathered as many as she could, balancing them along her arms. She walked carefully back, her eyes trained downwards and taking slow, shaky, deliberate steps. She began setting the bowls of soup down on the table. One where Robin was… had been sitting, one for Franz and one for Hans. She didn’t see Raphael anywhere, and knit her eyebrows slightly. He was…. in the kitchen, correct? She thought so anyway. He would be alright. She set down her own soup bowl and lightly rubbed the red spots on her arms where the bowls had burned her slightly. Spoons. Ahhh, spoons. She jumped back up from the table, apologizing, and ran to fetch the utensils. Once gathered, she returned to the table. “S-sorry about, about that.” she said, setting the spoons down. A loud thump on the window made her jump, but she tried to move on. “Enj-joy!” Eris shook her head to try to clear away her grogginess, “I feel awful, But that doesn’t matter right now.“ she looked over at the window that was boarded up “What’s happening? why are we here.” Keeva walked around the cafeteria almost like a guard dog would looking over every possible entrance to make sure things were safe, her faoladh instincts were unconciously taking over eyeing every possible crevess. She almost felt like it was her duty to look over everyone but that’s just the faoladh thinking, almost like a big sister protecting the brothers and sisters. Keeva wished her cousin was here he’d at least know what to do in a situation like this. Alec thought for a moment before getting closer to whisper to her, “They kinda…followed us here. The teachers think this is the safest place, apparently. Stock the “food” in a cafeteria, real smart…” he mocked the last part before his eyes widened to Shay and Wren approaching. He inhaled and let his chest fall dramatically on the exhale! “I know sitting around here isn’t going to help anything. If you ask me, no one else knows how to fix this…” Shay’s shoulder dropped. “Wait..so you guys..don’t have a plan for this? ..I thought..” He yawned. “I thought you guys would come up with…something..” Eris looked at him confused “They…? they who? who followed us?” she looked up and over when she heard shay “Plan? Plan for what? What is going on?” she looked up at alec “how long was i out?” Robin nodded to Emmy. “There’s one right over there! I…uh…I can carry you if you want!” She looked light enough that Robin could at least help! Fred sat perched on a table, listening to the other “adults” babble. What they should do is let her out there to beat the crap out of all the zombies. Great idea. Or maybe it was just her messed up brain right now. She scratched the side of her face and asked, “Do you guys not have a weapons room or something?” Like wouldn’t that be a first priority here? Emma reached for another handful of pretzels, only to find the bag empty. She sighed, tossing it to the side and shrugging her shoulders. “As fine as someone can be while man eating skeletons are outside I guess,” she mumbled to Raphael. She sniffed and smelled something cooking. “What’s going on over there?” Emmy’s eyes widen as she shakes her head quickly, carry her, oh gosh, she really did look that bad. She couldn’t possibly let her do that, it’d only embarass her, and Emmy, is Emmy melted out of her arms. She wasn’t that bad, she could still stand, right?, “Oh gosh, No no, it’s fine… I couldn’t ask you to do that. I’m heavier than I look.” Smiling sheepishly, she stands, useing the table to keep herself from tipping over. She felt bad, acting so outstandish, but she didn’t want Robin to fret over her. She didn’t want to look like a weakling. Raphael: He glanced to the side, sidestepping the question slightly. “I think Milo made soup. Do you want any?” he asked. Looking around, he commented, “It looks like we’d be stocked here for a long time. Plus there’s pots and knives and things,” knowing full well her weapon of choice ever since the war last year, he commented, “Frying pans…” Alice rolled her eyes at Fred. She was sitting in a fold-out chair, legs crossed and elbow leaning on them, holding up her head. She was getting so sick of waiting, and wanted nothing more than to fix this mess and quick (and clean) as possible, but sitting around chatting was doing nothing for her. She craved action in all honesty, but hearing Fred suggest it just annoyed her at this point. “Perhaps we should use reason,” she started, finally, “And get to the bottom of this mess in its entirety.” Not realizing how condescending that sounded, she continued, “Or perhaps we could just continue our sewing circle, hm?” Robin looked down embarrassed- she supposed It was kind of weird to offer to carry her. Plus, that could be offensive, she supposed. “Okay,” she said, but the second Emmy got up, Robin eyes flashed over to watch her, just to make sure she made it there okay. She wondered how late it was- surely it was almost night now, right? Wren shrugged. She was the last person they should ask. She could barely make a magic flame. Looking at Eris she guessed, “A few hours? We were in the infirmary first.” Sally: She sighed, sitting in her chair in a pose much similar to Alice’s. She ran her hand through Haar’s hair and asked, “You’ve lived in Halloweentown forever, have you ever seen anything like this before?” The fact that he was related to Jack might help, of course. She glanced at Fred and huffed a little. “As far as I know we don’t have a weapons room at this school. We’ve never needed one, surprisingly. But,” she added, tapping a finger to her lips, “If there /were/ any hiding about anywhere, they’d probably be in the clocktower. That’s where all the storage rooms are.” Alec nodded, “it was a while. You and Gil got to miss the interrogation,” he sighed. “I’m trying to come up with something, really! And by “them” I mean, like, you know, /them!/ The uh… “ he sighed, “the zombies. They came here.” He paused for a moment and puffed out his cheek, “What about the book itself?? Does Gil still have it?” he looked to Eris, hoping for an answer! Shay was a little surprised and very confused. “Book? …still have it? W-what are you..talking about?” Emmy bites her lip, knowing full well there was no way she was going to get over there without any help, and Robin had offered… Pride aside, she manages out after a moment, “But, if you didn’t mind, could you walk me there…?” Looking up at her with a shy smile, laughimg softly despite the situation, “I’m not going to lie, but I think you and I both know I won’t make it there on my own.” Eris put a hand to her forehead “I don’t know,” she sighed “zombies?” she tilted her head “Did…we wake the dead or something?” Robin eagerly hopped up from the table and had to stop herself from screaming “YESSS” at the top of her lungs! Anything other than wallow in guilt was A -O-K! “Y-yeah, no problem!” She quickly and nimbly put a dripping arm around her shoulder, and used her opposite arm to support Emmy’s! “Wwwhoa!” She said, under her breath, realizing she would soon be covered in goo. That was okay though, at least she was helping someone out! Fred stuck her tongue out at Alice. Whatever, it was a good idea. She sat up straighter when she noticed Sally rubbed Harvey’s head and almost laughed. Harvey, with a girlfriend? Oh my fucking god she was going to tease him so bad! Except he didn’t… remember her… “Well what the hell are we waiting for?” She blurted. “Let’s go get some clock weapons or whatever!” Emmy whispers a soft apology, chewing her lip, feeling awful for well… dripping on Robin. But, it was nice that somone was so eager to do nice things for people… She admired that. “If I feel… slimy, I’m sorry, I’m useally not.” Chuckling softly, she smiles a little. What an odd thing to say to someone. Emma’s eyes grew wide and she jumped up. Any soup sounded great right now. She listened to Raphael as she served herself, holding a bowl towards him when she was done. “Ah good, at least we’re not totally defenseless! Eating is important too though, so soup up!” Raphael: “Yes ma'am,” he said with a crooked grin, taking the bowl from her. Scooting it from hand to hand for a moment, he set it on the counter before digging spoons out of a drawer for the two of them. As he ate he commented, “So… there isn’t anything remotely like this in Valentine Ville. We’ve got a few sort-of creepy people, but nothing close to this. And I’ve only been to Thanksgiving town… once? Twice? Not many times, but I’m pretty sure you don’t have anything like this either, right?” he asked, sipping his soup. Wren was about to answer Eris when another bump on the boarded windows made her jump. “We woke something alright.” To Shay’s question, she bit her lip. “Um… remember that nice tomb at the field trip? There was kind of a magic book in it that /some people/ just had to read from.” She pointedly avoided Alec and Eris’ gaze as she spoke. Still hadn’t asked for help. Robin let out a warm laugh, “that’s okay, a lot of my best friends are slimy!” Well, Chubbs was sometimes, so she’d count that. “Don’t worry though! I have four sweaters just like this one!” Alec glared back, “/Some people/ were against it.” He kept staring before looking down and then back at Eris and Shay. “Now that Eris is up, maybe we should see the teachers. We still don’t know how Gil came back, I don’t think his spell was what did it.” He sighed, “Sorry for getting you in this, Shay.” The table that Robin and Emmy sat at suddenly jolted, followed by a small voice. “Owww.” A little elf..or not so little elf, poked her head out from under it. “Hello, yes. May I offer you a toy in this trying time?” Mint shuffled herself out from under them and pulled off her hat. She proceeded to search it, by placing her arm inside. Milo happily watched someone finally eat his soup. Once the two were done, he grabbed a bowl for himself and tromped over to Franz and Hans. He nodded before setting to work on his meal. Eris muttered under her breath “Uncle Hades is gonna be pissed.” then looked up between alec and wren “let’s not worry about the blame right now, i’ll admit we screwed up. screwed up big time, but it could have been worse.” she looked to alec “Talking to the teacher now sounds like a good idea. Maybge they have some information we don’t.” Four? This girl was honestly more prepared than she could have been in her entire life, she couple help but giggle a little,“You have, four, or the same sweater? I’d be lucky to not lose an article of clothing f-forever." Not quite realizeing it, her hair lifts a little from the floor. Keeva laid back and felt so frustrated she almost looked like she was going pull out her hair from this situation. After having collected himself in the bathroom, John made his way back into the cafeteria. He spotted Robin with a dripping girl and Mint and Emma talking to another guy he kind of knew. He finally decided to join Milo, who was sitting with two more guys he’d seen once or twice at the shop. Once settled, he looked at the soup and cringed. /Tofu/. Robin beamed and was about to answer Emmy when she stopped dead- Was that- “MINNNTT!” Robin called out, and motioned for her to come on over! “MINT this is Emmy!! She’s new! Emmy, this is Mint! She’s an elf who makes toys! She’s really good at it!” Cici: She smiled up at Milo when he reached their table. “Did you make this?” she asked, indicating the soup. Raphael had been baking, last she checked, and all she’d seen of Emma was her eating pretzels as voraciously as possible, and Milo had been holding a ladle, so he seemed a likely culprit. “It’s r-really good!” Emma gratefully took the utensil and scooped up a spoonful. She blew on it and replied, “No, definitely not. The closest thing we have are the old women and their knitting circle.” She sipped the soup and grimaced. “Hot!!” Hans was sadly poking Franz, who was across the table, fast asleep. “How can ANYONE BE sleeping NOW?” Hans nearly cried/laughed when he saw Milo. He figured Franz was tired from all the heal-y stuff, but still! How he wasn’t scared was beyond belief. After sighing and giving up, Hans whimpered and looked up to Milo with a sad smile. “Thanks for the soup, freunde! It’s always nice to eat when you’re scared.” After a minute he added “Orrr anytime at all….! ….Are YOU scared?” Emmy smiles anlittle more, recognizeing the cute little elf she’d met her twice before, and loved her immediately,.“Hello M-Mint.” Normally she would have mentioned them meeting before, but she didn’t want to disappoint Robin. Shay made a gagging sound from the bottom of his throat. “….You mean.. you guys..you guys caused THIS?!” Eris shrugged “it’s not the worst thing i’ve caused in my life time.” Mint couldn’t help but smile at Robin’s compliment. “Hello again, Emmy!” She pulled out her hand from her hat to shake it, then made a ‘one moment’ hand gesture. She put her hand back into her hat, grabbing a ball from it. She threw it in the air, and catched it with the back of her hand. She held THAT out to Emmy. “For you?” Wren pursed her lips. “Well… I’m not saying yes…” Alec thought for a moment before looking at Wren, “Yeah, I’ve done worse.” He added a shrug to fake the casualty. “Could’a, Would’a, Should’a, the point is that we did it and we have to help fix it, at the least. THAT or we could peg the whole thing on Gil… Hahahaha….I’m kidding. We totally have to do something.” Eris looked around, “what are we waiting for, let’s go find a teacher.” Cici: Watching Franz with concern, she bit her lip. She knew he didn’t like to be touched, so what could she do…? She wound up just sliding his bowl closer to him, encouraging him. “H-hey now, don’t, don’t let it get c-cold!” Robin readjusted Emmy a little bit to get a better grip! It was getting kinda hard, she was a tad bit slippery! Kind of like holding a wet bar of soap. That was okay though! “Walk with us, Mint!” Robin encouraged and started for the water fountain slowly. Milo smiled. “No problem,” he replied softly. His smile evaporated into a thoughtful frown at Hans’ question. He slurped his soup before saying, “I guess?” Taking the ball gingerly, she holds it close with a weary smile, “Thank you… I wish I could give you something in return…” She gestures gently to her drooping figgure, “But, I don’t even think a hug would suffice.” She was so weary and achey, but yet people she’d only met just a while prior were already treating her with such kindness, it made her heart hurt. She not be home anymore, but they made it feel just as good here. Mint grinned. “Of course!” She answered to Robin before looking at Emmy, a little sad. “No no, I don’t want anyding! I have too many toys that are just sitting around! Besides dat is the spirit of Christmas town! Giving!” “It’s true!” Robin said, now a little worried because Emmy’s melting was kinda hard to hold! Her face was lit up with a huge smile, but she was walking a lot faster now! To the fountain! To the fountain! When they finally got there, Robin carefully peeled Emmy off (literally!) and made sure she could stand to drink! Emmy:Her smile widening to almkst a grin, she nods, understanding her. Her father was just like her, always giving to people jusy tk see them smile. Reaching he waterfountain, she nearly drops witb releif. Never in her life had she ever wanted a drink so badly. Haar smiled weakly at Sally before shaking his head, “Nothing of the sort…” His head tiredly started to droop before a coat hand held it up, “Ahhhh,” he started, and let his arms fall to his sides as he started to slowly slide off of his chair, “Cain emptied the supplies for summmmmmerrrrr,” he groaned the last part. “For cleaaaaninnnggg” the last part was more moan-y than the first. His spiders liked to hang out by that stuff! Emmy:Finishing gulping down several mouthfuls, she straigjtens, feeling a little betyer hydrated, but still crummy. “T-Thank you. I thought I was going to pass out for a while…” Her hair hovring just above the ground, she smiles weakly, holding onto Robins arms, rather than laying on he poor girl, her body holding its shape, but hr hair still dripping. The water helped, but she still needed to sit down. Robin held Emm in her arms, and realized that she might be out cold! S-should she get someone?? This could be real bad… “Wait,” Robin said, squinting at Mint. “H-how did you even get in here???” Mint jerked back in suprise. “Oh! I just took the air vent from the library! And I gots there from Christmas town..Well first I was checkin Holidays University for my hella buddy, but he wasn’t dere so then I took the tunnel!” She beamed. “Why do you ask~?”

Roleplay: Haartnet

Date:8/3/14

Participants: Sally Heartnet, Haar Grimm

Honorable Mention: Geoffrey Beaumont

Haar: He bit his lower lip again. He wanted so bad to reciprocate her feelings, but she HAD just been with Cain, and, even though he did believe their relationship had ceased, the principle still drove at him. He listened to her carefully, and at the mention of “Cain broken down and crying” his grip on her hand now tightened. As she spoke, Haar’s hand now started to feel Sally’s rough textured one. Where these…Scales? Small ones, yes, but all the same, scales. He sighed. He was sure her face would be much different than face than counseled him at the party. Still, this meant that she was as upset as Cain was, in the least, in order to loose control like that, and his chest collapsed at the thought. How terribly…hauntingly… ironic it was that Sally was driven to hide her appearance after all of this…And Haar could identify with that far too well. His clenched fist untightened and he brought it to cover their entwined hands. “And I care about you as well, and for that reason I ask that you don’t hide yourself any longer…” He wrapped his other hand around theirs. “Concealing yourself will only reinforce the idea that you don’t deserve to be seen… And I would know more than anyone that you deserve it.” She gave him such warm complements in hopes it would shake his self image, but now as hers was in danger, he could stop at nothing to ensure she wouldn’t go through what he did for so long, and even presently. “Please, Sally…” <christgirl253>Sally: She listened to him, trying to focus on nothing but his words and the feeling of their hands together to avoid thinking. She knew he was making perfectly valid points. And it wasn't that she was afraid of people thinking she was ugly, she knew it wasn't that. Being a shapeshifter meant that, while she may purposely choose an appealing appearance in general, she didn't care all that much about looks. But then, why did she not want people to see her like this? Deep down, she knew why. It was all about control. She hated the idea of people knowing that she had lost control of herself so completely. After all, she had never had this problem before, not with all of her teenage heartbreaks. "You're right," she said softly, her grip relaxing on his hand, but still staying in place. She closed her eyes, not certain if he would want to look at her now or not, and not certain if she was ready for him to. She was already touched that he had blinded himself so long to spare her feelings, and felt incredibly guilty that it had led to him harming himself. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He sighed. He couldn’t be the one to force her to show herself or it might make her sink deeper…But still, he could tell she was undecided. He inhaled. He could try the same approach he did with Cain… it worked very well in the case, he liked to think… Furthermore, he DID want her to see how her position was very similar to one he had faced… Finally, it could help him too, he supposed. As much as he wanted to take Sally in his arms and forgive her, there was still something stopping him. He tightened his lips. How much did he really want to get into detail? How much was too much, in any case? He didn’t have time to plan out much anything, and this part of his tale was…more messier than what he had told Cain. Furthermore, there was reason he had left this out… But it did apply here, more or less. “Get comfortable, I have something I’m going to share with you, if that’s alright.” <christgirl253>Sally: She blinked at his words and shifted slightly, leaning her back against her desk. His tone of voice was heavy, and she knew that whatever it was he was going to share, it wouldn't be the encouraging words he'd been saying earlier. "Of course, go ahead." ** Twilightgirl12has joined ** Twilightgirl12has left [connection closed] <christgirl253>((We lure them in, apparently)) <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He cleared his throat. Not necessarily because he had too, but doing so gave him more time to contemplate how to start and what to say. He didn’t want to repeat what he had told Cain, more because it felt that had created (or strengthened, rather) a bond between them, and to casually throw around such a story seemed…unfit. Not to mention, Haar wasn’t thrilled with the thought of his life story being common information. He trusted Sally to keep it to herself, but if he told two, who else would he start to share it with? It was tough ground, but finally he assumed he had to start somewhere. “When I had first discovered that my body was rotting, I was very unsure how to take it. I was angry yes, but long story short, it was my fault. I couldn’t force that hatred on man or even the world as a whole… And I tried, honestly! But deep down, I knew I only had myself to blame… Believe it or not…I actually had no idea Jack was a skeleton. I assumed something more along the lines of a ghost or the like, so naturally I assumed my…image would be intact. But I was no apparition.” He smiled weakly. “No, nothing of the sort. As a youth your image is very important to you. Well…Not even in your youth. Through the duration of your life, it’s the only real palpable evidence you have to identify as ‘yourself.’ So when it escaped me…” It occurred to him now that he was actually quite relieved his sight was missing. His first instinct was to look at his hands, believing for a moment his eye was merely closed. “I was frantic, confused, scared, disgusted, I was everything. But more so, I was ashamed. It was a permanent reminder that I was no longer with the living. So, as you do now, I locked myself up. I hid from them. From everyone. And then when I discovered how those around me were so…morbid and sinister, I was even more disgusted. The very citizens of Halloween Town, looking as they did, only reinforced my idea that I deserved to rot among them. And to this day, I still believe I deserve to rot, no question…But, do you know what locking myself up did for me? Absolutely nothing. As I wallowed in my self-pity in my lonesome, I was frozen. I had so much time… to do so much for myself, and all I did was waste it.” He raised his shoulders. “When I finally tried to integrate myself in this new…’Society,’ I failed miserably. I wasn’t seeking acceptance, I was seeking distraction, but it only reminded me how little I could control myself. And, much like you fear now, they knew I lacked control.” He swallowed. Her whole situation had been so close to his own, and yet, he wasn’t sure if she would get any benefit from this. “They played little tricks on each other. And I had previously known how to create fire, so I tried to…I figure…I tried to amuse them, I suppose, but I couldn’t control it like they could. Fear feeds fire, it’s a general rule.” He bit his lip. “And I had burned them. I don’t mean…to death or anything, but enough for them to remember. And you’d think Halloween residents wouldn’t mind a bit of fear here or there but… the kind of fear that promises pain is a different story. And I’d like to think…if I had just been a little smarter… The whole thing really could have been avoided, but…” He lifted his head, and his voice started to return to his normal tone, “It appears it was too late for that. I was cast out again, but this time it wasn’t my choice. And you know what I learned from all of this?” He turned to face Sally. “I can’t be the one to take off this eye patch. You have to be the one to show yourself; you can’t hide yourself from the world because when you do eventually walk back into it…” He bit his lip again, “You see how much you had to give, and how much you could have all along.”

Haar: “You don’t have to promise me anything…” He looked away. All of his anger was gone, but he was still hurt. More than anything though, he just wanted things to go back to normal. Throughout the entirety of the war, that was all he wished for, and he was more than ready for the norm. “I forgive you, Sally. I know you had Cain’s best interests in mind.” But he still didn’t feel closure. As long as she couldn’t control her powers, Haar wouldn’t feel like he completely fixed everything. His image served as a reminder, yes, but for hers’ to as well…He refused to consider it. “Know that I don’t care how you look like, Sally, but I want you to be comfortable again. Have you tried asking Cynthia?” Haar wasn’t Positive Mean Sally even could shapeshift, but she was a good guess. <christgirl253>Sally: "I do, though," she said quietly. And then he said it. He forgave her. He forgave her. It was all she had been hoping for. At his last suggestion, she slowly shook her head. "Cynthia... is not the person to go to, for these kinds of troubles." Her sister's appearance hadn't significantly changed since they were children. She wasn't sure why, Cynthia had, once upon a time, been far more talented than Sally. She'd asked her several times what had happened, but she was always brushed off. She sighed and shook her head, focusing on the present. She looked At Haar again, shifting because her leg was beginning to fall asleep. Her shifting brought her closer to him and, on impulse, she hugged him. One of her small horns scraped lightly against his head and she tilted it away. "Sorry," she mumbled into his shirt. She held him tight and thought again about what he had said. He forgave her. He forgave her. Warmth swelled up inside her, making her feel light everywhere it touched. Her hair grew several shades brighter, so much that it almost seemed to be glowing. Her skin became a healthier color, and when she opened her eyes again, they were blue. Even though it was only her coloration that had come back to her, it was a good start. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He wondered how alone Sally really was, seeing as she couldn’t go to her sister for help. He never realized they had an…odd dynamic. He wanted to bring it up, but there would be other times for that, he was sure. He didn’t expect to be hugged, seeing as he was still soaking wet, and at first, didn’t hug back so that she could remain dry. His eye widened at her sudden change of color. He still wasn’t quite used to the shape shifting dynamic, but it was a pleasant surprise, at least! He swallowed. Was it their contact that had brought it back? She hadn’t changed immediately after being forgiven. But he noticed her features will still far sharper than usual. She still didn’t have complete control, he figured. He wondered if she could shape shift dry? He hugged her back and held him close to her, not caring where her horns scratched him. “It’s alright, Sally. I’m here.” He hugged her tighter. Change back, change back! <christgirl253>Sally: She buried her face in his shoulder as he hugged her back. She felt dampness seeping in from how closely their clothes were pressed together, but she didn't mind at all. A lock of hair fell in front of her face, and she was surprised to see it was much brighter in color. Had she... could she shapeshift again? She closed her eyes, focusing as hard as she could. She thought about Haar forgiving her, and the enforcement of that from his arms around her. And all the while she thought about it, she held the image of herself in her mind. Slowly, and it was slowly, her horns began to retract. She could feel her tail shrinking up under her skirt. Her face began rounding out, and she rolled it into his shoulder all the more, no longer afraid of poking him. And finally, she felt the scales begin to fade, turning into smooth, soft skin. She reached up with one hand and touched her horn-free head, letting out a relieved huff of laughter.

<Candy-Leptic>Haar: He watched her closely and intently, and bit his lip. She was so close! He held his breath the entirety of the time she shifted back, and as she touched her head, he exhaled, finally. “Well that’s much better,” He couldn’t help but to laugh and relax. It was done, she gained control, and he felt he had, too. His emotions no longer burned inside of him, and although there was still pain, he knew that was to be left up to time for the feeling. For now, he had done all he could, and it was enough. He relaxed his grip on her, but still held her. <christgirl253>Sally: She relaxed as well, her shoulders collapsing downwards. She curled into him a bit, feeling exhausted and emotionally drained, but much happier than she had been. She didn't even care where this went anymore; as long as Haar was happy, so was she. She let out a heavy sigh, knowing that they couldn't just sit on the floor forever, but not wanting to be the one to end their embrace. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He smiled down at Sally and lightly touched her hair. “You look so tired. We really ought to get you home, Sally.” He reached under her and lightly lifted her up. “This looks familiar!” he joked and got to his feet. He never really HAD been to Valentine’s Ville before. It wouldn’t smell TOO much like candy…right? One could hope…! “I’m sure your family is worried sick…” He wondered if Sally had shortcuts. One would assume you could just take the Valentine’s door, but he didn’t know exactly where Sally resided when she wasn’t at the academy. <christgirl253>Sally: She was startled when he picked her up. "Oh! Haar, you really don't have to-" it was too late, she was already in the air. "They probably don't even notice. I don't live with my parents anymore, and Cynthia's been asked to stay here as long as anyone else is." She didn't exactly mind being carried by him, but she wondered how people in her town would react to seeing her carried down the street by Haar. Holiday integration had been growing ever since the Fiasco, was it... was it really fifteen years ago? That didn't seem right, but it was. Nevertheless, Haar was still just so absolutely Halloween, she wouldn't be surprised if he gave someone a heart attack. She giggled a little at the thought and wrapped her hands around his neck to support herself as he began walking. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: Sally in his arms and still dripping wet, he opened her window with the tip of his boot and floated out, careful to close the window behind him. Now in the rain, he frowned. He could have thought this through a little better, he would admit. He hunched his shoulders over her and put his head to the sky. He gave out ferocious coughs, and on the third one, something escaped from his throat. A cartoon-esque ghost emerged from his mouth and covered them, making dopey faces as it blocked them from the rain. “ All too familiar!” He laughed. He had done the same trick in Oogie’s castle, had he not? Still, he worried that this might be an… alarming sight in Valentine’s Ville. For now though, it would have to do, he supposed! “Now Sally, I can be sure to find your door, however, once inside I’ll need to know the best route to…go undetected, to say the least!” She didn’t live in the main square…right? This was most certainly NOT thought out at all. <christgirl253>Sally: She yelped and laughed as the rain pelted her for a few seconds. She had completely forgotten about the weather. She looked up just in time to see the small ghostie fan out to cover them. "Very familiar," she said with a smirk. She considered saying something about getting comfortable with being in his arms, but she thought that maybe not enough time had passed for that. Instead she bit her lip and stared at the clouds above them, swirling around with the light white film of the ghost separating and protecting them. She made sure she had a good grip on Haar's neck and shoulders as they flew. She didn't think she could grow wings fast enough to stop herself from hitting the ground if she wiggled out of his arms. At his question, she thought. She didn't live in the main section of town, but it was in a residential area. "You'll want to turn left and go about half a mile, then turn right." That would take him mostly through the fields and meadows outside of town, but there was no way to avoid the streets entirely. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He landed right in front the Valentine’s door (or at least, what he assumed to be. He couldn’t imagine it was anything other than the heart!). Careful to grip Sally with a firm hand, he opened the door and looked in. “Sally, is this really your town?” Fortunately, the rain in the town much lighter, and the ghost bubbled returned to Haar’s mouth. Haar leaned on the door behind him and took in the view. Even with the light rain, rose petals still fell around them, and the forests that surrounded them here were much greener, and we covered in pink flowers and bright fruits. Flowers wrapped themselves around the trunks of those trees, and bushes in the distance took shapes of winged children. Haar let out a nervous laugh, “It’s much…different than my own, that’s for sure!” He turned on his heal and headed left, walking now. It was late, but he still didn’t want to risk being seen, and figured the trees offered more protection than anything. Slowly as he walked, the trees thinned and gave way to more blooming flowers, mostly rose bushes, but many others variations as well. It surprised him that such a beautiful field was so empty, even in the dead of night. <christgirl253>Sally: She smiled at his comment about her town. She had to agree, after seeing what she had of Halloween town during the war. And she'd always thought her town was lovely, even though she lived there. There were occasionally a few lovers hidden in these woods, but not usually at night. Any late night romantics generally took place in the pleasure garden district in the town proper. As they went, she spotted a peach rose bush and let go of his neck with one hand, quickly plucking a flower off and tucking it behind his ear. She knew she didn't have to worry about thorns - the majority of roses in Valentine's were thornless - and she thought the light orange went with... well... him very well. She settled back into his arms, blinking as her eyes grew a little tired and admired all the lush vegetation around them. The smell of flowers was intoxicating to her, and she leaned her head against his chest, still watching the scenery. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: Still worried about being seen, he was concentrating the path in front of him and devising ways in which he could possibly hide or conceal himself if need be. He doubted anyone would be violent in such a loving town, but he didn’t want to cause any…further misdoings to anyone. His concentration broke as he felt Sally loosen her grip, and his eyes widened when she placed the flower behind his ear. “S-Sally…” His face flushed blue and he looked forward. There were flowers in Halloween Town, sure, but none of them looked so natural and innocent. He smiled and his face grew paler, and enjoyed how quite and relaxing the meadow was. He looked down at Sally, and her tiredness reminded him of his own. Still, he wouldn’t slow down! As a matter of fac--- Haar stopped abruptly as he felt his foot hit something in the thick flowers under them. Raising an eyebrow, he moved some flowers with his foot to reveal…a boy…? He had to admit he nearly thought it to be a girl, seeing long blonde hair and…pink attire, but the facial features DID look to be masculine. Still the pink beret was a throw off… Sleeping on his side, he was tucked away, nearly invisible. “D-Do people normally take naps in these flowers?” Haar laughed quietly and was careful to step over him. <christgirl253>Sally: She looked curiously down at the bump and Haar's concerned question. "Only starving-artist types." she replied. Seeing a look of worry, she hurriedly amended, "They're not actually starving! It's just the expression." She looked down, peering closer at the sleeping speed bump. "I think that's the Beaumont boy. It's not uncommon for children of affluent families to run away and experience the more "romantic" lifestyle of the poorer citizens. They usually end up reconciling the two lifestyles, though." The boy hadn't even so much as stirred in his sleep, so she turned her attention back ahead of them. They were almost out of the forest, where Haar would have to turn towards the town. There shouldn't be too many people out this late, and the darkness would help hide his overwhelming Haloweenyness.

<Candy-Leptic>Haar: “I would have never assumed this town would have a runaway problem,” he laughed. “Even in Halloween Town, with all of the orphans and what not, it usually doesn’t come to someone leaving their own home!” He raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know if I would consider a poor lifestyle ‘romantic.’” Then again, what here WASN’T? He swallowed as the town drew nearer. Although, Haar supposed, he really didn’t need to worry too much, he WAS used to sneaking around Halloween Town, and this couldn’t be…much…different, right? He tightened his grip on Sally and tried to stay in the shadows of buildings and away from anything that lit up TOO much. He wasn’t thrilled on the idea of floating…He was very sure that might be considered taboo without any wings, and didn’t want to raise suspicion. <christgirl253>Sally: "Well, it's not like they're not taken care of. Even if they don't have a talent they're performing - and they always have a talent they're performing - people are more than happy to give them tips. And to be fair, they don't live the actual poor lifestyle. It's a faux-poor, and it's what they're going for all along." She tried not to giggle as he skulked from shadow to shadow, almost but not quite being more conspicuous than he would have been, if for no other reason than that no one moved like that here, and her white dress wasn't helping them blend in to anything. At one point when they were darting through an unavoidable street lamp, a young woman saw them and smiled at the spectacle of a couple being adorable... then here eyes went wide and her jaw slack as she got a better look at Haar. Sally waggled her fingers at the woman, a cheeky grin on her face. "It's just up here," she said as they drew closer. It'll be on your right, it's Rose Boulevard." <Candy-Leptic>Haar: “Faux poor’?” He looked down at Sally with an embarrassed smile. “Oh Sally, must you wave?” He couldn’t help but to laugh. At least the streets were near empty by this time. He did wonder if, at first, the woman considered them just another Valentine’s couple. For a moment, Haar pitied Sally that he was the one she was being carried by. He tightened his lips and his grip on her. He didn’t want to show it, but he started to wonder if this was how dates tended to end in Valentine’s town. The woman seemed so matter-of-fact that Sally was being carried…it would have been such an oddity in Halloween Town. What else was the norm here? He wondered if maybe Sally had been…missing out on things from her own town. Seeing a faux poor peddler asleep next to a cart of paper valentines, a deep smile rose on his face. Holding on to Sally tightly, he started to run towards it, and in a swift, single movement, hopped onto the cart’s handle and tipped it over, releasing the paper hearts into the wind fluttering behind them. Still holding onto Sally tightly, he laughed and remarked, “They really DO sleep through anything!” <christgirl253>Sally: She let out a small scream of surprise as Haar suddenly began running and leapt into the air, holding onto him as tightly as she could. Once he'd landed, upsetting the cart of cards, she laughed, watching the thin paper hearts whirl around her in the post rain breeze. She reached out and grabbed one, holding it up to Haar as though offering it to him. It was decorated with music notes and read in overly flowery script, "Together you and me, would make a sweet melody" It was perfectly sappy and ridiculous, and she had no idea if Haar could even sing or not. Her own voice, while sweet, was certainly not strong enough to make her primary feature.

<Candy-Leptic>Haar: “What, they have words on them?” He had no idea! Although it did seem overkill because you could always just say what was on your mind, he could see why such residents would appreciate the gesture. He leaned his head back so he could see what was written. While Sally held it up to him, he read it aloud. It sounded so odd to hear such words from his own voice, and his face grew a slight, slight shade of blue. “You pay money to give that to people?” He laughed for a moment, but then grew quiet. Maybe he shouldn’t have laughed? Maybe this was seriously something people do? Did Sally expect this? He feared she wouldn’t say anything to spare him embarrassment. He gave her a confident smile. “Alright then! You start!! I’ll follow your lead!” He laughed again, “Go on! Anything should work as long as I can sing the chorus!” He smiled at the thought of a skeleton man carrying a lady home singing. Oddly enough, this kind of behavior DID run in his family, he supposed. As a matter of fact, his singing voice did, too! <christgirl253>Sally: "They're just supposed to be... Oh, they're not..." her protestations and explanations died quickly away as he spoke. She blushed right along with him, trying to think of something quickly that they both might know. Christmas carols popped to mind, as they tended to overwhelm the school the second Thanksgiving was over, but she tried to think of another. She knew hundreds, possibly thousands of love songs, but she wasn't sure if he would know any. She searched her brain instead for Halloween songs. Did those even exist? What was the scariest song she knew? Wait, there was one she had heard drifting through the halls both years she had worked there on Halloween. How did it go, how did it go?? She wasn't sure of all the words, but she started it, her voice drifting in a high haunting melody, "Have you seen the ghost of John?" <Candy-Leptic>Haar: Approaching her street, he was focused on the directions she gave him, and was surprised to hear to tune familiar to him. More so, he was surprised Sally knew it. He picked up where she started, in a rich, baritone voice; “ All white bones with the skin all gone, oooh, ooh ooh ohh…” He lowered an eyebrow and shook his head. “Sally, teach me a Valentine’s song! Halloween ones are not quite fitting, if I dare say! Even if it’s short!” <christgirl253>Sally: "I thought you wanted one we could sing together!" she said teasingly, then set to work thinking. "They're all love songs, you know," she warned, before launching into the first one that came to mind. She rested her head on his shoulder as she sang, "You're in my arms and all the world is calm. The music's playing on for only two. So close together, and when I'm with you, so close to feeling alive. A life goes by, romantic dreams will stop, so I'll bid my goodbye and never knew, so close was waiting, waiting here with you and now, forever, I know, all that I want is, to hold you so close, so close to reaching..." she paused as they reached her house finally. It hadn't been hard to find, it had "Heartnet" painted in pink flowing script on the mailbox. She looked at him, unsure what he wanted to do next. <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He listened to her sing intent on learning the words, only to be surprised for her to stop so abruptly. He raised his shoulders and started to up to her front door, and started to sing softly, a few octaves below what she had sung. “ You’re in my arms and all the world is calm. The music’s playing on for only two- ” He opened her door, lightly, and gently set her down on a nearby couch. “ So close together, and when I’m with you, so close to feeling alive.” He paused for a moment and let out a light laugh, “I’m afraid that’s all I remember!” <christgirl253>Sally: She took one of his hands to help her up from the couch. As she stood, she bit her lip, looking up at him before continuing. "A life goes by, romantic dreams will stop. So I'll bid mine goodbye and never knew so close was waiting, waiting here with you, and now, forever, I know, all that I want is to hold you so close. So close to reaching that famous happy end, almost believing this was not pretend. Now you're beside me, and look how far we've come, so far we are so close. Oh how could I face the faceless days if I should lose you now? We're so close to reaching that famous happy end, almost believing this was not pretend, let's go on dreaming, for we know we are so close, so close and still so far..." She paused after every line, letting him repeat it. Her voice hung on the last note. As she sang she glanced down at their hands, still together, and found herself focusing on them the entire time.

<Candy-Leptic>Haar: Giving Sally a confident smile, he carefully listened to and recited her lines, much deeper than what she sang, and always strong, but a little quieter than her volume. He slowly raised his volume towards the end, and held the last note with her. “Now,” he said softly, “That’s a much better duet, wouldn’t you agree?” He tightened his grip on her hand before letting go, and he raised a hand to ensure her flower was still tucked behind his ear. “Sally, it’s so late, you must be exhausted!” He looked out her window. At any rate, the sun was bound to show itself soon, and he must be careful to leave while he could still be concealed by the dark. He turned back to her. “We’ll see each other soon, I’m sure, have no worry!” He put a hand over his heart and moved closer to her. “You have my word.” <christgirl253>Sally: She blinked her eyes heavily. He was absolutely right, she was exhausted. The adrenaline from their little romp had kept her awake for a while, but it was wearing off. She looked up at him, a slow, tired smile growing on her lips. She kissed him - on the cheek. The scent of rose wafted to her as she did, curling gently around his cheekbone. She dropped off her tiptoes. "Goodnight, I suppose." <Candy-Leptic>Haar: He looked down at Sally, his face relaxed. He had to admit, he was quite exhausted too, and perhaps even too tired now to not show it. He figured he could make it through Valentine’s Ville all right, to the academy, however, might prove to be a challenge! He blinked tiredly at Sally. It did occur to him to place his flower in her own hair… but it was a gift, wasn’t it? Not to mention, he was starting to become attached to it. He supposed eventually, he would just have to return the favor. He smiled as she kissed him, and in a tired stupor, tilted his head slightly. He didn’t want to assume whether this was a platonic kiss or not, it deemed much, much too difficult to ponder at the moment. Instead, he took a much simpler route. He leaned forward and placed his lips upon hers, just for a moment, but it was long enough to have some ounce of passion in it. “Goodnight, Sally.” Somethings, he decided, he just had to do himself! He smiled and took a step back, and in a second was outside her closed door. Still for a moment, he removed the flower and inhaled its aroma before returning it back to his ear, and started his journey home.