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cometcrystal · 1 month ago

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my fav mh trinkets

i was originally gonna call this "accessories" but that didnt really fit. im only counting things that aren't Part Of the Outfit. like a headband or sunglasses wouldn't count, but the purse does. anything On The Doll doesn't count.

gloom beach frankie's purse. i've always liked it idk. the jumper cable handles are really cute and clever

gloom beach cleo's fan. its very dainty and pretty. A+ doll accessory

school's out cleo's purse. first of all it's a treat whenever things use actual fabric. second, just look at it. the cunt slayage

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dead tired robecca's little gramophone speaker. its so cutie...

dead tired ghoulia's brain puffs. hell. fucking. yes.

classroom lagoona's frog. this thing is awesome basically.

classroom cleo and ghoulia's flasks + tube thing. i think this has a specific name but i cannot remember it. anyway this is awesome.

these key things that came with the sweet 1600 dolls. i love nothing more than having a Key

art class draculaura's self portrait. look at her go!!

art class robecca's Little Guy. do i need to explain this. i love it when dolls come with a little guy

swim class robecca's purse. i really like the color and general vibes of this one

power ghouls clawdeen's shield. she was my fav out of this line and thats 80% because of this sick ass shield. shes so cool

scaris catrine's purse. as much as i dislike catrine on principle i will admit i love this purse a lot

scaris clawdeen's suitcase. this is a bad picture but i love all the suitcases in this line and this is my fav one

river's staff. having a grim reaper character with visible bones is already SO cool but the staff completes the lewk....

gloom and bloom cleo's purse. sooo beautiful. everything about this doll is perfect. god

school club fashion pack ghoulia's deadfast action figure. i love this thing. i dont own one irl but we should have gotten more action figure/mini doll accessories

ghoul fair scarah's slime bucket. i can't explain my poetry often. i love that there is a doll with a nickelodeon slime bucket. that's all

g2 how do you boo frankie's bike. this is just a straight up bike. so cool....

dance the fright away deuce's mask. literally the funniest possible way they could have given him sunglasses. he's such a loser i love him

dance the fright away moanica's mask. literally useless. fashion over function. obsessed

music class cleo's harp. i love how it looks like teeth!! very monstery and fun

party ghouls rochelle's this thing. is it a purse?? is it a friend??? idk i love it

monster family pharrah's board game. this is just a better version of the board game that deuce and gil 2 pack came with. i fucking love this thing for real

core refresh frankie's Everything. yeah im counting everything

core refresh draculaura's spell book. i'm too lazy to get a picture but you can open it up and theres writing inside. i LOVE tiny details so much. i love tiny books with real things in them

core refresh cleo's scroll thing + heart. g3 has REALLY good trinkets. idk what the scroll is for but as i said i love tiny details. and her HEART.....HER HEART!!!

faboolous pets cleo's hissette. i haven't been counting the pets but im making an exception for her because she is built for cleo to hold in her arms <3 i love you hissette

fearbook draculaura's script. i will reiterate. i love tiny details and tiny books with real things. so basically this is awesome.

monster fest cleo's purse. THIS THING IS GORGEOUSSSS. it's so big and beautiful. it might be like top 5 fav mh purses of all time for me honestly. 5 stars

#mh #monster high #deadcanons

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themusesof75 · 2 years ago

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Long Ago, chp 6

who to trust?

“You seduced the baby princess. Nicely done, snake-man.” Council-member Gory said in the shadows of the palace.

“Eww, don’t call her a baby. It’s gross. But yeah, we’ve been talking for a while and,” Deuce leaned back with ease, “I’m in a position to ask for almost anything. Like putting an end to her sister.”

“And their parents! Can’t have them crowding the throne. Little Cleo will be all that’s left? Easy to influence, she’s terribly insecure.” The Night-walker said with a roll of her eyes.

“Yeah, sure, that made it all real easy for me.” Deuce said, behind his protective eyeglasses he could look up and that made lying easier.

“Slithered into the royal cradle and wrapped the princess. How I wish you could squeeze the life out of her too!” Council-member Gory said, not noticing the snakes barring their teeth.

“Me too, totally, but you know we need her; familiar royal face of Egypt to spare panic over the population.” Deuce said, he explained the same concept to his leader when she wanted to completely dismiss Princess Cleo.

The night-walked considered this path of thought, “Of course. Play the long game.”

“Oh, I painted the long-game in her head. Like, if all the assassinating gets too intense, we’ll check out of this city.”

“Wow, the stupid little mortals will fall for.” Council-member Gory laughed, her fangs.

Deuce grinded his fangs but kept his smug face on, “Let’s talk more about offing the pharaoh's family.”

…

Princess Cleo shouted for Ghoulia to come by her side and brush her hair. She then remembered she sent Ghoulia to the Medusa’s homebase, outside of the city, for the undead ghoul's safety. Princess Cleo would send word to her friend/ right-hand to return to her duties in the morning. The princess stared in the mirror and debated brushing her own hair. First time for anything, she slowly ran a hand through her long, night-black lochs.

The task was tiring. Already exhausted from spending a day with Nefera, Princess Cleo clapped for a servant.

“Hey, they’re a little preoccupied.”

Princess Cleo crossed her arms as the gorgon approached her.

“Preoccupied as statues, I assume? You don’t know how hard it is to find good help.” Princess Cleo said as they embraced, his snakes twisted around her fingers.

“You have all the help in the world. And I’m here, what do you need?” The gorgon asked.

“Oh I have some ideas.” The mortal princess said as she pulled him to her bed. The gorgon chuckled as she tossed him down. They layed side by side under her fortress of pillows and shear curtains.

“Ghoulia was safe when you left her.” Princess Cleo demanded to know.

“Yes, curled up with a good scroll. I left her this morning and spent my day watching you and Nefera tickle each other over which citizen to barbeque.” Deuce said, stretching out from his toes to snakes.

“There was no tickling. And why did you watch?”

“To make sure she wasn’t barbecuing you.”

Princess Cleo met his eyes and held his stare, a small smile under her nose.

“How sweet. And you should know I saved many lives today and fired half the council. We’ll be replacing them with fresh-meat before the week is up.” Princess Cleo said, mightily proud of herself.

“You did all that. In front of Nefera?”

“She does not care what happens to the people,” Princess Cleo pronounced painfully,” they’re all objects to her. You know, I’ve always seen her as a terror but, after today, I see her for the typical privileged person she truly is. It was the most fun we’ve ever shared together.”

“Whoa.” The gorgon said, he'd never heard his princess speaking so plainly of her sister.

“I know.” Princess Cleo said, the strange mixture of feelings pressing on her heart.

“Cleo.” He saved her name for the rarest occasions, “If you’re thinking over this whole offing your family deal, well, we could reconsider.”

“Deuce. My sister was pleasant to me today. Today, for the first time ever in our whole lives. Today I learned she had the ability all this time and never chose to be less-than-heinous with me. After today, I want to kill her even more.”

“Thank gods, cause Gory thinks I can manipulate you into killing by her schedule.” Deuce said, fingers lacing through the princess’ fingers.

Princess Cleo couldn't believe he was so cheery. “Repeat that now, what you just said.”

The gorgon recited everything he said to Gory. Princess Cleo sat up as she listened and tapped her mouth with her fingernails.

“She doesn’t see me as a threat. It’s brilliant but incredibly insulting.” Princess Cleo said, her low voice drowning deeper.

Deuce reassured, “Babe, she isn’t the sharpest sword under the bed. You’re terrifying when you get to know you.”

“You think you can kill her for me?” Princess Cleo asked her monstrous beau.

The gorgon shrugged, “Sure. I’ve never killed a Night-walker before, sounds like a good time. You know, the coliseum wasn’t supposed to be as much fun as it was, but I met a lot of really interesting, smart, wild dudes. They taught me a lot.”

“I admire your talent of making friends wherever you go.” The princess stated part wryly and part sincere. “I like that about you.”

“I like the way you say it. Gods, the way you say it just makes everything sound… richer.” Deuce said, taking her hand in his again. He sighed. “I’m going to have to teach you how to defend and murder for yourself.”

The human princess raised her chin. “Why the sigh? I’m vicious.”

“I know, and I love that about you, but you don’t do a lot of things alone.”

“I’ll be alone? Where is Ghoulia in this scenario?” Princess Cleo found his choice of words game-like.

“Not there to stab and plunge.” Deuce said, keeping his patience.

“She’s safe, then, in another room...” Princess Cleo stated, not accepting any other way. "My sweet, you haven't asked me how I plan to end Nefera. Let me tell you..."

...

Ghoulia's family had been servants of the DeNile for many generations. Ghoulia was born in the palace, in the servants' quarters, and since her first steps she'd served Princess Cleo. She went where Princess Cleo went, around the grand palace and sometimes on trips to meet other royal families in similar enormous palaces and temples. As they grew older, Princess Cleo secretly rebelled and snuck away into the city's streets. Of course, Ghoulia went with, partly because it was her duty and because Princess Cleo appreciated her interests in sciences and epic readings. They walked through the high-class merchants' circles, seeing many of the same trinkets they'd seen in the palace. They journeyed deeper down the city and found treasures and foods neither had imagined before. The gorgeous, one-of-a-kind garments sewn by the werewolf captured Princess Cleo's adoration. Ghoulia was scared of the inhuman beast-people, until she had a conversation with them. There was a troublous start of Princess Cleo learning to demand less and speak softly to the werewolf-seamstress. After many arguments and threats, Princess Cleo quietly became a regular-client and even, though neither would admit, a friend of Clawdeen of the Wolves.

Princess Cleo may have been the most spoilt human the monsters ever met, but she was charming and never batted an eyelash over the intimidating creatures. In the beginning, it was Princess Cleo's opinion that as royalty she could never be harmed or even insulted by anyone else, so she felt fine in the monsters' community. In the years that followed, she learned a smidge of humility for the not-so-royal types and gained genuine friendship in the creatures and ghouls.

Ghoulia didn't have the Princess' confidence. It was the undead ghoul's understanding that she was on the sideline of the creatures' activities because she was slow in step and speech. Ghoulia had been that way before her death, and it got worse after her resurrection. She felt safe in Lieutenant Medusa's camp of refuges, but barely welcomed. Ghoulia slept in the tent of the orphans. She was short for her age, so she let the monsters lead her to the children's cots. The small monsters were shrill and sticky with honey covering them whole. Ghoulia ignored the noise as she read a scroll Deuce gave her from Medusa's tent.

"Hey you."

Ghoulia lowered the papyrus-paper to see a child with long arms and a lion-like head. The child stared at Ghoulia. Ghoulia looked around to check if they were talking to someone near her. The child pulled her arm and dragged her out of the cot. Ghoulia weighed very little, so she didn't fight the pull, she simply let the child tug her outside the tent. The lion-like child gave her a wooden hoop and asked her to hold it up. Ghoulia did so and a clay ball was thrown at her side. She realized other small refuges were throwing clay balls, in effort to reach into the hoop.

Ghoulia moaned a cease and desist. They did so, thought demanded she entertain them. Ghoulia saw a tree near the well of the camp. She placed the hoop on a branch and motioned for the refuges to play the higher games. A griffin child flapped her wings and flew on top the branch, making an easy point. She challenged the other children to try and reach the place she lounged. No one made it and the kids became frustrated. Ghoulia pitied them and saw where they were making mistakes; so, one by one she instructed the children on what to do.

The long-armed-lion-kid she told to throw over their mane for better aim. She gave the cyclops child a palm-leaf-hat so the sun didn't hit his eye. For the child with three heads and no arms, Ghoulia suggested trying one mouth at a time until they found the best mouth for the job. The children improved, giggled and became more affectionate with Ghoulia as the day went on.

"You have excellent sight and ingenuity."

Ghoulia turned around and her smile dropped as her undead-heart thud faster. Lieutenant Medusa looked down at her, giant yellow and silver snakes thick as the tree branches. The gorgon was nine-feet tall and Ghoulia read many epics crusades the lady went on through her centuries. Yet, the monster woman's smile was kind. She bent down in a squat and asked Ghoulia,

"Could I ask your advice on how to couch monsters? You've brought out the best in these young souls. What did you see in them?" Lieutenant Medusa asked, in a tone of casual conversation.

Ghoulia could no longer sweat but stared at the square-jawed monster with a green blush on her cheeks. She remembered how it felt to speak to Princess Cleo and copied that line of speech. Her voice was shaky, but she explained the anthemics of each body type and the percentage chances of their unique structures.

"Clever woman. If I could take you away from your troop, could we please speak in my tent?" Lieutenant Medusa asked, she snakes wriggling softly down her biceps.

The children whined and pleaded for Ghoulia to stay with them. Ghoulia agreed to follow Lieutenant Medusa right that second.

...

"That is the best plan I've ever heard." Deuce said, his green snakes nodding in agreement.

"You think Medusa would follow it?" Princess Cleo asked.

The gorgon jumped off the bed and held out his hand, "You're beyond needing Medusa. We could do that ourselves."

Princess Cleo beamed at him and jumped up to hold his waist. "We need to do it! Tonight!"

"Yeah we do! We gotta get everything on your list-"

Princess Cleo clapped her hands, then slid her rings under his chin, "It's on the way."

"We're going to save Egypt. I am so proud of you, Cleo." The gorgon said as he crossed his hands behind her back and swung her around, the earrings jingled.

"That's Pharaoh to you," Princess Cleo said as she pushed him back on the bed, "My dear."

Deuce stared as the sparkling princess climbed over him, "You're the ghoul of my dreams."

The servants Princess Cleo clapped for waited until she was less distracted. They were silent and kept their sight on the titles.

"How long have they been there?" The gorgon asked as the princess kissed the scales of his neck.

The blushing Princess Cleo wasn't concerned, "Don't worry about it, they're discreet."

...

Heath groaned as he was handed a plat of potatoes. His hand hovered over the potatoes, and he emitted a meager ember. He smeared some butter on the potato and said, "Next in line."

"You're doing well, Heathaclese." Lieutenant Medusa said, she and her friend Ghoulia walked around the line to observe the hungry camp.

The boy made a long whine, "Ma'am, I'm wasted in cooking duty. I belong out in the streets, passing out your word to make new friends."

Ghoulia moaned, "I've seen you burn the pamphlets and chat-up pretty monsters and humans."

"Hey! You!" Heath tried to think of something else to say to her, but instead faced the Lieutenant, "I thought we kept the undead in the scroll-room. Best they can do is clean. Sand speck by sand speck."

"She's better suited in helping me tidy up the ranking around here. I've reestablished many of the undead to new positions that better fit their talents." Lieutenant Medusa explained.

"You ask can't the undead to speak for your mission. No one can understand them! It would take them all day to make it around the block!" Heath complained. The blue-haired undead ghoul, whose name he forgot, pulled his toga down to meet his eyes.

"We'll ask them to do what they can." Ghoulia moaned in a chilling tone. "They will make the paper, ink out Medusa's most recent proses and teach the children to read."

Heath moved around Ghoulia to plead, "I could-"

"No, you couldn't. We have piles of ash to prove it." Lieutenant Medusa stated, she was finished speaking and they all knew the conversation was done. Heath looked at the dirt and went back to the potato line. Ghoulia felt a strange burn in her corpse, it wasn't frilly happiness but a deeper pride she hadn't known before. The famed Greek Lieutenant had her back. They shared passions and greater interests in helping the refuges. Ghoulia felt with the Lady Gorgon's help, they could improve monsters' lives.

...

Council-Member Gory walked on the ceiling of Princess Cleo's bedroom. Through the shear curtains, she saw the princess sleeping alone in her bed. Council-Member Gory back-flipped silently to the edge of the bed. She didn't land, she hovered mortal. Council-Member Gory saw an open present from the Ptolemy Prince. The Night-Walker held a venomous aspis snake around her shoulders. The docile creature was cold resting on her undead shoulder but Council-Member Gory had whispered for its obedience. Council-Member Gory stretched her arm to the bed and quietly told the animal to slither down to the warmth. The snake did so, curling itself to the princess' legs. Council-Member Gory didn't wait long until she heard the snake clamp down in the DeNile heir's flesh. The Night-Walker observed the body begin to writher, the mortal mouth gasping in dying screams. Council-Member Gory watched the body swell and burn. After a while, she put a finger to the DeNile's neck; the heart-beat raced and then went still.

Bye Bye, Cleo: The Night-Walker thought with jolly anticipation for the moment the mortals of the palace woke up. Only a few hours until the dismal sun of Ra would rise.

Council-member Gory considered how she would thank the son of Medusa for his idea. The serpentine-boy Deuce had suggested the slow and painful animals and his advice paid off. Council-member Gory could pay him with as much of the DeNile treasure as he requested. The gold and trinkets meant nothing to her, she just wanted the palace to home her fellow Night-walkers. After tomorrow, Council-member Gory could invite the rest of her coven to live in the huge, beautiful, high-ceilinged Pharaoh's city. They'd be well fed from the thousands of servants, then the city and then the whole country. With the open spaces on the DeNile Council recently opened up, Council-woman Gory could place who-ever she wanted at her table, since the poor royal family would take months to mourn their baby princess.

Mortals get so hung up on funerals and grieving, Council-member Gory thought with a roll of her eyes. The Pharoah and Princess Nefera would panic over a possible traitor among them. In the chaos, they'll assassinate anyone who'll look at them funny and that was more of the good red-stuff to pour in the Council Member's goblets.

Council-Member Gory licked her fangs in anticipation. Her happy planning was interrupted by a smell of fire. Her supernatural senses smelled fire before it caused smoke and while she could bat-wing out at great speed, she hovered towards the source to answer her curiosity. If she caught them at the exact right moment, heated blood made for a fine buzz.

The Night-walker dropped her jaw when she saw the figures before the shielded fire. The flames were coming from inside Princess Nefera's bedroom, the doors sealed with a brick wall still wet from fresh cement. Though what truly shocked Council-Member Gory was Princess Cleo, alive, arms wrapped around the gorgon boy as they nosily smooched in front of the bricks.

"Hey!" Council-member Gory loudly stated, interrupting the embrace. She looked into both sets of eyes and said, "I, like, just murdered you!"

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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 2 years ago

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BFCD Zombie Characters Masterlist

Zombie Characters

Apocalypta Dead 7

Bride of Frankenstein: She is technically not a zombie, because she isn’t a dead person who became undead. She’s a reanimated corpse, brought back to life. Similar enough to the idea of a zombie, so I will put her here, but I definitely realize that she doesn’t qualify. See Also: Frankenstein Monster, because I’m just calling her and others like this that

Eliza Zambi Disney’s Zombies

Ghoulia Yelps: Monster High - Right there in her name, they tell you that she is a ghoul, yet, in their lore, they call her a zombie, so I’ll put her here... but I don’t like it. She is a goddamn ghoul... Maybe I’ll put ghouls here instead of miscellanous..

Jordan Gladwell iZombie

Melanie The Girl with The Gifts

Suzanne Crazyhead (Called a revenant within universe, sounds like a ghoul to me from what I saw, will put here)

I am gonna do an honorable mention of Lauren Howell from the Day of the Dead TV show, because she got bit, but we didn’t see her turning, so I’m just gonna include her.

By similar rules, some ish seemed to be going on with Roberta Warren that I didn’t quite get too, so I will be adding her as an honorary. If nothing else, as a Zombie Lover/Slayer.

Bree is the Queen of the Zombie Lovers, though. One day, I’ll make something of the monster lover tags, but not today.

Zombie Slayers are generally the characters that we follow in zombie media, not the zombies.

Okay. Sidetracking this post with definitions, because fandoms and universes do things however they want.

Zombie: A fictional monster. A dead person who has been reanimated through supernatural means and is often depicted as attacking and eating humans. Zombies are a common feature in horror movies and are often portrayed as lacking human qualities and unable to think. The term originated in Haitian folklore and Vodou religions, where zombies are reanimated through magical practices. American filmmaker George A. Romero is credited with developing the modern fictional zombie.

Ghoul: A legendary evil being that robs graves and feeds on corpses. Origin: The word comes from the Arabic word ġūl, which refers to a desert demon that is believed to rob graves and eat corpses.

Revenant: a person or spirit that returns after death or a long absence, A visible ghost or animated corpse that returns from the grave to terrorize the living, A corpse reanimated by a supernatural force, An undead being

These things are sometimes used for characters that are technically other types, but I feel like I will add any here under a tag.

#BFCD Spooky Season #Zombie Characters Masterlist #BFCD Monsters & More Masterlists #zombies #tags masterlist #masterlist #Apocalypta #Eliza Zambi #Jordan Gladwell #Melanie TGWATG #black female characters #zombie character #List will be updated as needed #Queuetober #Kylee Russell #Debra Wilson #Jade Payton #sennia nanua

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prettyswellaus · 2 years ago

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Behold! The fae girlfriends! One's a fairy, and the other's a pixie! Miller is the fanmade last name my friend came up with, and Kim's last name was based off Steve's from The Haunted Mask.

Bio

Parents

A Fairy (Kim)

A Pixie (Katya)

Age

17 (Both)

Killer Style

Kim: The classic flowery fairy fare, though a more "modern" take on it of course.

Katya: I like to call my style "Pixie Grunge"

Freaky Flaw

Kim: I can be a bit vindictive...okay a lot vindictive. Let's just say if you wrong me, prepare for a curse you'll never wanna remember.

Katya: As a pixie, I have to power to trick people with my illusions. I will admit that I haven't been exactly above using it to get what I want sometimes...or you know, for my own amusement when I'm bored.

Pet

Both: Choosing a pet is a big decision, so we think it's best to figure it out together, we're stilling working on finding one both of us can agree on...

Favorite Activity

Kim: As much as I may not look like it, I love anime and manga! Especially of the "shoujo" kind.

Katya: I am a huge fan of comic books, especially superheroes! More often than not you can find me reading the latest issue of Dead Fast

Pet Peeve

Both: When boys fight over girls affections (or the other way around). There have been times where boys fight over us, and do the most insane and dangerous stuff to themselves or others to gain our attention. If someone you have a crush on is dating someone else, suck it up and move on, it may be hard at first, but you'll find someone available eventually.

Favorite Subject

Kim: Dance! Ballet, waltz, ballroom, you name it. Can't wait to show them the Dance of the Fairies.

Katya: Film. Lemme tell ya, having the power of illusion works wonders when making a film, no need for CGI or practical effects!

Least Favorite Subject

Kim: Swimming. Don't get me wrong, I love to have some splashing summer fun like the next ghoul. What isn't fun is that I can't fly when my wings are wet...

Katya: Rotany. Some of the plants think I'm their next meal and snap at me. Yeah, no thanks.

Favorite Colors Kim: Red

Katya: Blue

Favorite Food

Kim: Pie! Especially homemade apple pie. I'm not kidding when I say my mother's pies is to die for.

Katya: Ramen! It's quick to make and easy to eat. It's the perfect "chillax" food if you ask me. And ramen noodle soup is the best food to have on a cold day.

Friends Kim:

Katya Miller (Girlfriend)

Wydowna Spider

Viperine Gorgon

Katya:

Kim Boswell (Girlfriend)

Ghoulia Yelps

Abilities

As both pixies and fairies are similar species under the title of "fey/fae", they have similar powers to each other, however both them and their species do have different abilities between them. Fairies have the more "modern" fairy abilities while Pixies have the more illusionary powers of fae.

Flight (Both)

Both of them can fly thanks to the wings on their backs.

Longevity (Both)

Like most fae creatures, both of them can live for 1000 years.

Magic (Kim)

Kim, like most if not all fairies, is knowledgeable in and uses a variety of magic spells, such as magic that can manipulate elements (like nature plants for example) or magic that can curse/bless others.

Illusion Manipulation (Katya)

Katya, like most if not all pixies has the power to create illusions to trick or misdirect others.

Bonus Notes

(More to possibly be added in the future)

Kim's favorite class being Dance is a reference to fairies being often depicted dancing in together in fairy circles.

Bing is jealous of Katya because her illusion powers make it easy for her to make special effects in Film class and even sees her as a rival. Though the rivalry as one sided as Katya doesn't pay attention to him.

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#monster high au #eddsworld au #ew au #eddsworld #eddsworld aus #eddsworld kim #eddsworld katya #ew kim #ew katya

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monsterhighdiaries · 2 years ago

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Ghoulia’s Mad Science Notebook - Entry 3

I told my mom that I did not feel well today and stayed home from school. It was not a lie, but it was not because of a physical ailment, either. Cleo called me several times, but I chose not to answer my iCoffin. I mostly stayed in bed, and then I thought maybe I really was getting sick since I did not feel like eating and could not even generate enough excitement to read the newest issue of Dead Fast. Apparently, my absence was noted, and the cavalry descended on my house after school. I heard the doorbell ring, and then I heard the front door open. The voices of Cleo, Frankie, Lagoona, Draculaura, and Clawdeen all called out to my mother, "We're here!" I could smell the aroma of baking cookies drifting out of the kitchen—I thought she gave in to my request to stay home a little too easily. They all headed to the kitchen except for Cleo. I heard her heading down the hall toward my room—I knew it was Cleo because she has a very distinctive gait. She got to my door, knocked once, and walked in. "All right ghoulfriend, what, in the name of Bast's cats, is going on with you?" I said nothing was wrong with me, but Cleo was in one of her "royal moods", and I could tell by the tone in her voice that she was going to pester me until I gave her an answer, so I did. I told her how I felt about my role on the project and how I was afraid that my intellectual abilities were the only reason that she and the rest of the ghouls wanted me around. Cleo just stood there staring at me with the strangest look in her eyes.

For a moment, I could not decide if she was on the verge of being angry or sad. Then she simply spun on a heel, stepped to my door, and yelled down the hall, "Ghoulia's room—NOW!" The ghouls got to my room in a blink, albeit with mouths full of freshly baked cookies. Cleo pointed at Frankie, whose mouth seemed to be less full than the others, "Quickly, when you think of Ghoulia, what's the first thing that comes to mind?" Frankie sparked and said, "She's kind and helpful!" Then Lagoona said I was "trustworthy and sincere", Draculaura said I was "funny and sweet," and Clawdeen said I was "brave and determined". Finally, Cleo looked at me and said, "Notice anything in those descriptions that was missing?" I hung my head, a little embarrassed and a lot encouraged. "Now we are going back to the kitchen to eat more cookies; you could join us if you're feeling up to it...oh, and you better be in class tomorrow. We have a lot of work to do." It turns out that my mother's cookies are a miracle cure. Who knew?

#fromghoulia #ghoulia yelps #ghoulia's mom #cleo de nile #deadfast #frankie stein #lagoona blue #draculaura #clawdeen wolf #classroom 2 packs #cleoghouliac2p #year03 #all

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delightfully-deranged-dagur · 4 years ago

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How is your version of the Monster High movies different from the canon? Like, what’s your version of Why Do Ghouls Fall in Love, Escape From Skull Shores, Boo York, Scaris: City of Frights, Fright On, Ghouls Rule, Friday Night Frights, and 13 Wishes? I would LOVE to hear how you would rewrite them for your Reimagined series!! I also love how you have background characters like Invisi-Billy and Johnny become the main cast instead of just all girls. I also want to know what town Monster High is set in because they never said WHERE the movies take place.

Okay, this is gonna be a long one. Let's start with the name of the town near Monster High. Old Salem. Cuz the human town in Ghouls Rule is named New Salem. That's all I could come up with.

Now. The movies. Aka, The Timeline!

Let's begin. (Keep in mind that this could change in the future)

New kids at School.

A new School year at Monster High. We get to see the first month of school for new kids, Frankie, Gil and Abbey. We also get to see Invisi-Billy dealing with his new roommate Johnny Spirit.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Lagoona Blue. Gil Webber. Abbey Bominable. Heath Burns. Clawd Wolf. Invisi-Billy Where. Johnny Spirit. Ghoulia Yelps.

Fright On!

Belfry Prep and Full Moon high merge with Monster High, bringing a bunch of new students with them. Most notable being Gory Fangtell and Dee O'Gee. Both leaders of their respective student body and they absolutely hate each other. Starting a race war between Vampires and Werewolves. With Clawdeen and Draculaura caught in the middle. And if that's not enough, the so called "human-monster relationship expert" is actually planning on hunting them all down.

Main Cast : Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Clawd Wolf. Howleen Wolf. Romulus Timberwolf. Dee O'Gee. Gory Fangtell. Van Hellscream.

Why do Ghouls fall in love?

It's valentines day at Monster High. Also Draculaura's birthday! And Clawdeen is determined to make it the best day ever for her girlfriend. But Draculaura's ex-boyfriend Kieran Valentine shows up with the intend to win her back. Meanwhile Johnny deals with the fact he might be falling in love. And what secrets does the office of former student, C.A. Cupid hold?

Main Cast : Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Kieran Valentine. Johnny Spirit. Invisi-Billy Where. Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Neightan Rot. Holt Hyde.

Skull Shores.

A group of students go on a special trip to Skull shores. The best monster friendly vacation resort in the world! The Wolf sisters try to sleep during the day to enjoy the night with Draculaura and Twyla. Johnny asks Neightan for love advice. Hoodude leads Manny, Iris, Wydowna and Billy on "exciting" Island trips. Lagoona helps Gil with his fear of the ocean. And Frankie, Toralei, Cleo and Deuce go on a mystery boat trip and make a huge discovery.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Andy Beast. Bartleby Farnum. Johnny Spirit. Neightan Rot. Lagoona Blue. Gil Webber. Hoodude Voodoo. Manny Taur. Iris Clops. Wydowna Spider. Invisi-Billy Where. Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Howleen Wolf. Twyla Boogeyman.

Friday Night Frights.

Two rollerblading teams. Monster High vs Granite City. Only one winner. Let the race begin!

Main Cast : Operetta Phantom. Clawd Wolf. Clawdeen Wolf. Robecca Steam. Lagoona Blue.

Ghouls Rule.

Frankie gets upset over the incorrect presentation about Halloween. This is nothing like what she read about. She gets some surprising support from Johnny Spirit. He knows what Halloween is and this is wrong. But trying to show how humans really act during Halloween ends with Jackson and Holt getting arrested by humans! It's time for the Monsters to save them.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Johnny Spirit. Jackson Jekyll. Holt Hyde. Claire. Chad. Lilith Von Hellscream. Toralei Stripe. Invisi-Billy Where.

Scaris : City of Frights!

Clawdeen wins an opportunity to intern under her fashion icon. Moanatella Ghostier. But she's in competition with 2 other designers. Skelita Calaveras and Jinafire Long. Meanwhile, Rochelle goes searching for her missing boyfriend Garrot with the help of Spectra and Operetta and the local street artist Catrine DeMew.

Main Cast : Clawdeen Wolf. Draculaura. Rochelle Goyle. Operetta Phantom. Spectra Vondergeist. Garrot Durogue. Skelita Calaveras. Jinafire Long. Catrine DeMew. Moanatella Ghostier.

13 Wishes.

Howleen is going through a lot and the bullying from Gory Fangtell just sets her off. She ends up with a magical lamp containing a genie, Gigi Grant. Howleen, still in a fragile state of mind easily becomes manipulated by the shadow genie Whisp. Howleen's wishes end up making Gil a daredevil with no regard for his safety! And she erases Cleo from everyone's memory, almost everyone. Seems artificial minds are immune to genie magic. Clawdeen just wants to help her sister but things don't go well. Can Howleen be saved before it's too late?

Main Cast : Howleen Wolf. Twyla Boogeyman. Clawdeen Wolf. Gigi Grant. Whisp. Cleo De Nile. Robecca Steam. Hoodude Voodoo. Lagoona Blue. Gil Webber. Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Ghoulia Yelps. Abbey Bominable.

Frights! Camera! Action!

Draculaura gets the chance to become the next vampire queen. Of course, she prefers to go on a quest to find the real one. And right when she's away is when Valentine and Whisp return trying to redeem themselves.

Main Cast : Draculaura. Clawdeen Wolf. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Robecca Steam. Clawdia Wolf. Honey Swamp. Viperine Gorgon. Kieran Valentine. Whisp. Elissabat Von Vamp. Lord Stoker.

Freaky Fusion.

It's Monster High's anniversary! And in an attempt to learn more about the past of the school, the ghouls end up going to the past! Where Robecca gets to meet her missing father. They try to return but once they get back to the present, they experience some interesting side effects. They fused! Can the hybrids help Cleolei, Lagoonafire, Clawvenus and Ghoulankie to cooperate?

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Ghoulia Yelps. Cleo De Nile. Toralei Stripe. Lagoona Blue. Jinafire Long. Clawdeen Wolf. Venus McFlytrap. Neightan Rot. Avea Trotter. Bonita Femur. Sirena Von Boo. Viktor "Sparky" Frankenstein.

Haunted.

Frankie is being haunted. While Toralei is tormented by the return of Meowlody and Purrsephone. Spectra spreading rumors isn't exactly helping. While Twyla, Rochelle, Garrot and Sirena try to help Frankie with her haunting, Toralei joins them as they follow Spectra into the ghost world. And poor Johnny literally gets dragged into the adventure leaving a distressed Invisi-Billy no other choice but to get Headmistress Bloodgood involved.

Main Cast : Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Spectra Vondergeist. Twyla Boogeyman. Rochelle Goyle. Garrot Durogue. Sirena Von Boo. Johnny Spirit. Invisi-Billy Where. Headmistress Bloodgood. Principal Revenant. Porter Geiss. Kiyomi Haunterly. River Styxx. Vandala Dubloons.

Boo York!

Catty Noir invites some friends to join her to Boo York where she's gonna perform at a royal wedding. The same wedding Cleo was invited too. Upon arriving they learn Cleo's disowned father somehow promised her away in an arranged marriage. While they come up with a way to break the marriage, Catty's voice gets stolen by the werecat twins, employed by Nefera De Nile. During the chaos Johnny decides now is apparently the right time to confess his feelings for Billy. Also, there's a meteor. And it's a musical. Yay!

Main Cast : Catty Noir. Cleo De Nile. Deuce Gorgon. Ramses De Nile. Nefera De Nile. Pharaoh. Johnny Spirit. Invisi-Billy Where. Neightan Rot. Frankie Stein. Toralei Stripe. Meowlody and Purrsephone. Luna Mothews. Elle Eedee. Mouscedes King. Astranova.

The Great Scarrier Reef

A fight between Lagoona and Toralei results in them falling into the pool, suddenly transported to the Great Scarrier Reef. And they're not allowed to leave until Lagoona faces her demons. For once Operetta and Johnny agree for Lagoona to hurry up so they can stop being half fish!

Main Cast : Lagoona Blue. Toralei Stripe. Gil Webber. Frankie Stein. Operetta Phantom. Johnny Spirit. Kala Mer'ri. Posea Reef. Peri and Pearl Serpentine.

Scarily Ever After

During the great school clean up. Draculaura finds a magical book in the attic. Suddenly, she, Clawdeen, Cleo, Deuce and Johnny get pulled into a fairytale maze where they run into the students of Ever After High, Raven Queen, Apple White, Maddie Hatter, Briar Beauty and Sparrow Hood, trying to stop The Evil Queen, Raven's mother, from enslaving Monster High. As if that's not enough, a magical stream swaps the Monsters with the Fairytale students. And who's this mysterious Euna?

Main Cast : Draculaura. Raven Queen. Clawdeen Wolf. Maddie Hatter. Cleo De Nile. Apple White. Deuce Gorgon. Briar Beauty. Johnny Spirit. Sparrow Hood. The Evil Queen. Euna.

And that's all I have so far. Of course there's stuff happening in between. Like the Bloom and Gloom and Freak Du Chic. But this is what I have so far.

#asks #monster high reimagined #monster high #ever after high #this took an 1 hour of typing.

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mhdiaries · 4 years ago

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Mattel Shop Exclusive Ghoulia Yelps Diary

Field Entry 1

I was in my fave library when I discovered a trapdoor! I lowered myself down into a shadowy room crowded with books, journals, chunks of cave walls, every possible historical document imaginable. Someone had obviously dumped archives through the opening! For a ghoul like me, I was both horrified at the disregard for treasure, and totes excited to be the one to make such a discovery! Everything was coated with years’ worth of dust, which tickled my nose in the beast way. I couldn’t wait to dig in.

I was drawn to a woven basket filled with scrolls. Unrolling one, I was shocked to see an image of eye glasses like mine and knew instantly this scroll was meant for me. Less intelligent monsters might chalk such intuition up to psychic ability, but we zombies use more brains and make connections that most can merely scream of. The scroll went on to reveal that a diamond, or rather the monster for whom the diamond represented, is the other half of my heart... my destined BFF.

Then I grasped a diamond-embellished scroll and knew it would lead to my bestie. Don’t ask how I knew. As I’ve already explained, only zombies would understand, and they wouldn’t need to ask. Sadly, that scroll was torn, but it revealed the first letter of my bestie’s name: there was an image of a woven basket, much like the basket the scrolls were in, which in Ancient Egyptian letters corresponds to a “C”. I copied it into my field journal. I must go immediately to Egypt to unwrap more clues!

Field Entry 2

I donned my archeological gear and called Sir-Hoots-A-Lot, who would want to be part of this expedition. Upon arriving in Egypt, we unburied evidence that diamonds were favored by a princess whose family has been missing for millennia. This news should have dampened my determination, for surely she could not still be alive. However, I understand what it is like to be undead and carried on, certain I was finding these clues now for a reason. Shortly after making that decision, we found a lion statue, which quite obviously symbolized the second letter of her name: “L”. You’ll have to trust me on that.

Field Entry 3

Trekking toward a distant pyramid, we happened upon a papyrus plant and Sir Hoots was quite right to point out that its reed represented the letter “E.” Finally at the pyramid, I could wait no longer. You might assume a zombie wouldn’t be good at scaling triangular buildings but you’d be incorrect. I scrambled up and was surprised to find a crack in the roof, through which I observed the most unusual sight: there seemed to be a sporting event in progress, with ghouls fearleading while a cobra tossed around a scarab for laughs. I was intrigued but started slipping down the pyramid just as the fabulous ghoul in bejeweled wraps flipped over and caught sight of me. For the brief moment our eyes met, I felt my heart expand.

Field Entry 4

Sir Hoots and I hastened to find an entrance but the pyramid was sealed like a tomb. My bestie must be trapped in there! And if the stories about the missing princess are ture, she has been waiting for me to rescue her for far too long to contemplate. Then I noticed something interesting on each side of the pyramid, the letters reappeared: Woven basket C, Lion L, Reed E. But on the 4th side, there was a monstrously heavy stone engraved with a diamond. This was it! I tried pushing it, kicking it, and asking it politely, all to no effect. Then I had an idea and retrieved rope from my backpack. As I fashioned it into a lasso, I felt everything come together. Of course! Lasso is the letter “O”! My bestie’s name is Cleo! Once I got the lasso around the stone, it was like destiny took hold and gave me extra strength. I tugged hard and the stone moved to reveal an ornate door. Then the door opened and I found myself dazed by gold and jewels - there she was in all her princess glory! She was as gore-geous as I had envisioned and to my delight she greeted me: “Bespectacled dream ghoulfriend! I’ve been expecting you and my bags are packed!” And that is the story of how I rescued my BFF.

Field Entry Post Script

Moments after Cleo and I were united, there was a knock on her bedchamber door from the outside, where I had just removed the stone. I hid while she answered, since we both thought it strange that she suddenly had guests. The visitors turned out to be ghouls from a place called Monster High, and they believed they were the ones who had rescued Cleo, despite arriving at her unburied door thanks to my brains and zombie strength. But that is another story...

#monster high #monster high diary #Ghoulia Yelps #mattel shop exclusive

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Gn1- Big Fat Egyptian-Greek Wedding

Six years had passed since the Fearleading Squad graduated from Monster High. Frankie Stein and Ghoulia Yelps ended up at the same university. They mushed their brains together in their freshmeat year and by sophmoan year they engineered a new form of space travel. They're representing Earth as ambassadors in intergalactic councils. Clawdeen Wolf went to Londoom for school and shared rent with her wonderful big sister. She blew through classes like every night was a full moon and opened a boutique in three years. A larger company copied her ideas, she sued, won the case and has her name-brand in 300 stores around the globe. Lagoona Blue briefly joined a cult that said they'd save the ocean but it involved drowning land-creatures. She would leave the cult and go to Ascarican law school to become an defender of the environment. Also when she got out of the cult she found out Gil carried their son whom she gets to visit every other week at his freshwater-grandparents' house. Abbey thought she'd go back to her village but instead traveled with C.A. Cupid to the Greek Islands. Abbey trained with the Amazons then decided to go into advertisement. Her work was ahead of its time, Abbey was relieved to be recruited by a spy agency, err, she became a florist. Draculaura got in med school but choose to follow her real passion. She got a BA in Creature Writing from the local community college. She recently re-enrolled at Monster High. She's making new friends but stalks the gang on Skullbook.

Cleo DeNile went to Yell University then interned at Ptolemy Towers. She climbed up the pyramid and became Empress of Boo York City; tycoon queen and fashion icon. In celebration of her success, and since she hadn't seen her friends in months, Cleo invited her school chums to her eighty-story-penthouse, everything covered by her generous hand.

"Ghoulia! Getting contacts was the right way to go!" Cleo said as she hugged her beastie.

Ghoulia hugged tighter, "Thank you, Cleo, and thank you again for the donation towards our lighter hover-boards."

The mummy held up her finger, "Don't mention it, I believe in the cause."

"Oh my, Lagoona he's so big!" Frankie said as her sea-friend showed her baby photos on her phone. "And that thing is..."

Frankie motioned to the large fin on his head. Lagoona smiled, "He'll grow into that."

Abbey chewed on shrimp while Jinafire and Clawdeen discussed strategies for bring Jin into the public. Clawd Wolf talked about his residency at BleedingHeart hospital. Venus and Robecca talked about their vitro-fertilization journey and Iris explained how she was naming the new planet. Careers, failures, new couples, a few babies and bad haircuts; adventures were happening for the grads.

Cleo was chatting with Dr. Jane Boolittle as a scaly hand went to her back.

"Great party, Babe, did you see that new head Beatrice grew?" Deuce said, pointing to the monster across the room.

"Jane, the delectable dinner was provided by Deuce's restaurant. He has two Michescream Stars now." The mummy said while she put an arm around his shoulder.

"Cleo." Deuce whined, almost embarrassed at how she told everyone she met.

"Shut it, let me brag." Cleo demanded happily.

"Aww, and you guys are still together? The pets in the vents were right." Jane said.

The mummy didn't know what she meant but grinned, "I know, we're like lightning caught in a bottle. Frankie said that once about a rare good thing."

"I'm not exactly 'caught', Cleo." Deuce said to his long-time ghoulfriends' expanded eyes. "That needs to change."

Everyone turned around to see Gorgon kneel down and take Cleo's hand.

"Cleo DeNile, I-"

"Yes!" Cleo screamed.

Deuce blinked. "Sweet. I had some other stuff to say-"

"Right, go ahead, but yes!" The mummy said, feeling everyone staring at them.

"You know what? Here." Deuce said as he pulled the ring out Cleo snatched it immediately, slid it on her finger then went to her knees to kiss him.

Of course everyone cheered and clapped. The moment filled Cleo's heart to the brim. She had her planning committee/ bridal party in the same room and the love of her eternal-life in her arms. Nothing could spoil things for her now.

In the DeNile mansion Dedyet walked into the lightless throne-room of her husband. She lit a torch and sighed.

"Ramses." She said, bringing the torch to him, "It could be worse."

The former pharaoh grumbled.

"She's in love, it happens." Dedyet suggested to ease her husband's agony.

"How could she do this to me?" Ramses asked miserably.

"Oh, my shining sun, she's a rebel. All we can do now is love her despite disagreeing." Dedyet said while holding her husband's hand.

Cleo welcomed the million kisses from Medusa's snakes.

Deuce was being kiss-swarmed by his Aunt Euryale who had shaved her head but kissed with her own lips. The engaged couple were on Petros Island with the Gorgon sisters.

"We thought they day would never come!" Euryale said hugging her nephew.

"I always knew." Medusa said, hugging her future daughter-in-law.

"No you didn't." Euryale playfully stated.

"A mother knows, and honestly I would've adopted this one if Deuce hadn't let the lead out."

Medusa said. "Oh Maddy." Cleo said with a laugh.

"Let's talk about reserving Aphrodite's temple, we can't fit the whole family so I'm thinking big screens on the mountain."

Stheno the eldest said. "I'm thinking peonys!"

Euryale gasped, "And tarantula-brown dresses!"

"Aunt E, I don't think we-" Cleo interrupted, "I love tarantulas, Auntie. You have wonderful taste."

"Good girl." Euryale said, pinching Cleo's chin. The male gorgon pulled his fiance to the side.

"Why are you lying?"

"I'm pleasing the family." Cleo whispered, "Even if I have to wear taffeta."

Deuce took Cleo's hand, "Babe, I appreciate that but it's our day, I'm choosing the menu and you are planning everything else like you really want to."

The mummy squeezed his hand, "What I really want is our family, friends and loyal subj- fans to be there for us. And see us be perfect."

"Lovebugs, we're carving you a new table for the wedding." Stheno said with an axe in hand.

Not like I have connections to dealers from my time, Cleo thought, "I would like that very much, Auntie."

In the Lovecraft Asylum the eldest DeNile daughter sat in the garden and soaked up the sun. One of the butterfly nurses brought Nefera her meds. Nefera kicked the meds out of the cup.

"Tell the monsterazzi they can eat me." Nefera said. "Fetch me a chai-tea."

"Well done, my daughter." Ramses said as he and his wife approached their first born.

"Darling, if we put your meds in something pretty would you take them?" Dedyet asked.

"Does 'pretty' mean diamonds and rubies at a spa?" Nefera asked.

"Yes." Ramses said the exact time Dedyet said, "Maybe."

Nefera grumbled then asked, "It's not a holiday. Why are you two here?"

Ramses sighed deeply, "Tragedy has struck again."

"Ramses," Dedyet warned, "Your sister is engaged. To the boy."

Nefera sneered, "And you put me in the asylum."

"Nefera, if we can convince Cleo to let you come to the wedding then maybe even you could stay out of Lovecraft for a while." Dedyet said.

"Hard pass." Nefera said, crossing her arms.

Nefera's father nodded, "I wish I could say the sam-"

Nefera's mother shot him a look and he cleared his throat. "Very well, my child, but please summon us if you change your mind."

"I'm not the one who needs to change!" Nefera yelled then rolled onto her shoulder to face away from her parents.

The mummy man wanted to give his daughter a million pyramids to see her well. His wise wife said he could not so Ramses and she wished her a fine rest of day.

In Cleo's perosnal work-suite in the DeNile Tower Clawdeen was fitting her long-time friends' bridesmaid dresses. They were not tarantula-brown taffeta.

"She threw Deuce's aunt's baby-making quilt in a whirlpool and took the planning crown back." Lagoona said while helping Clawdeen place lace roses on Abbey's dress.

"There's our ghoul." Clawdeen said, "Hey Jin."

Jinafire walked into the room with a large red egg in a carrier across her chest. "I got the Pan's choir to come to the wedding. Praise is welcomed."

"I thought we were going to call Operetta for the reception." Frankie said while her helping cyber-net-hands sealed envelopes.

"Cleo would like the choir while she walks down the aisle and around the table. Operetta is for the after party." Ghoulia said nibbling on the potential butterscream wedding cake.

Lagoona smiled. "A soundtrack to unlife, Cleo's a deadset."

"Where is she? I'm happy to work for a bride but this is familiar to when she'd leave us to do all the little stuff." Frankie said.

Cleo was finishing a board meeting, launching healthier products in the Ptolemy-DeNile scale-care lines."

...incomplete

#monster high #cleuce #generation 1 #I like more

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Two pack 2017 - Ghoulia Yelps’ diary

Got it from Blue Duckie’s Review on YouTube! :)

Field Entry 1

I was in my fave library when I discovered a trapdoor! I lowered myself down into a shadowy room crowded with books, journals chunks of cave walls, every possible historical document imaginable. Someone had obviously dumped archives through the opening! For a ghoul like me, I was both horrorfied at the disregard for treasure, and totes excited to be the one to make such a discovery! Everything was coated with years’ worth of dust, which tickled my nose in thebeast possible way. I couldn’t wait to dig in.

I was drawn to a woven basket filled with scrolls. Unrolling one, I was shocked to see an image of eye glasses like mine and knew instantly this scroll was meant for me! Les intelligent monsters might chalk such intuition up to psychic ability, but we zombies use more brains and make connections that most can merely scream of. Th scroll went on to reveal that a diamond, or rather the monster for whom the diamond represented, is the other half of my heart… my destined BFF.

Field Entry 2

I donned my archaeological gear and called Sir-Hoots-A-Lot, who would want to be part of this expedition. Upon arriving in Egypt, we unburied evidence that diamonds were favored by a princess whose family has been missing for millennia. This news should have dampened my determination, for surely she could not still be alive. However, I understand what it is like to be undead and carried on, certain I was finding these clues now for a reason. Shortly after making that decision, we found a lion statue which quite obviously symbolized the second letter of her name: “L”. You’ll have to trust me on that.

Field Entry 3

Trekking toward a distant pyramid, we happened upon a papyrus plant and Sir Hoots was quite right to point out that its reed represented the letter “E”. Finally at the pyramid, I could wait no longer. You might assume a zombie wouldn’t be good at scaling triangular buildings but you’d be incorrect. I scrambled up and was surprised to find a crack inthe roof, through which I observed the most unusual sight: there seemed to be a sporting event in progress, with ghouls fearleading while a cobra tossed around a scarab for laughs. I was intrigued but started slipping down the pyramid just as the fabulous ghoul in bejeweled wraps flipped over and caught sight of me. For the brief moment our eyes met, I felt my heart expand.

Field Entry 4

Sir Hoots and I hastened to find an entrance but the pyramid was sealed like a tomb. My bestie must be trapped in there! And if the stories about the missinf princess are true, she has been waiting for me to rescue her for far too long to contemplate. Then I noticed something interesting on each side of the pyramid, the letters reappeared: Woven basket C, lion L, Reed E. But on the 4th side, there was a monstrously heavy stone engraved with a diamond. This was it! I tried pushing it, kicking it, and asking it politely, all to no effect. Then I had an idea and retrieved rope from my backpack. As I fashioned it into a lasso, I felt everything come together. Of course! Lasso is the letter “O”! My beste’s name is Cleo! Once I got the lasso around the stone, it was like destiny took hold and gave me extra strength. I tugged hard and the stone moved to reveal an ornate door. then the door opened and I found myself dazzled by gold and jewels - there she was in all her princess glory! She was as gore-geous as I had envisioned and to my delight she greeted me: “Bespectacled dream ghoulfriend! I’ve been expecting you and my bags are packed!” And that is the story of how I rescued my BFF!

Field Entry Post Script

Moments after Cleo and I were united, there was a knock on her bedchamber door from the outside, where I had just removed the stone. I hid while she answered, since we both thought it strange that she suddenly had guests. The visitors turned out to be ghouls from a place called Monster High, and hey believed they were the ones who had rescued Cleo, despite arrivingat her unburried door thanks to my brains and zombie strength. But that is another story…

#monster high #cleo de nile #ghoulia yelps #nefera de nile #ramses de nile #dedyet de nile

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Diary of Ghoulia Yelps

Go ahead and read my field journal - maybe you’ll learn something.

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mhdiaries · 5 years ago

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Classroom Cleo de Nile & Ghoulia Yelps Mad Science Class Journal

Today was the dreaded “Choosing of Partners for Group Projects” although it could just be me that dreads it. I guess it is because there always seems to be a fight to see who gets to be my partner. I suppose that is an arrogant thing to write but it is true. In some ways it is flattering in other ways, not so much. Even Manny Taur goes out of his way to be nice to me. He is not exactly good at it, but he does try. Mr. Hackington decided this year to try and mitigate the chaos by putting all our names into a skull and drawing them out two at a time. There was some complaining about this new development until he finally said, “You get what you gets and you don’t pitch a fit!” My parents used to tell me that when I was a little ghoul, well probably not the way Mr. Hackington said it but he got his point across. Regardless, at least it keeps me from having to say “yes” to one classmate and “no” to the rest.

Cleo complained the loudest about the new system until our names got pulled as partners... sigh... I love Cleo and she is my beast friend ever but I was really hoping for... well it does not matter. He got paired up with Frankie and I am sure they will do just fine. Normally having Cleo as a partner means... it means the extra credit work I usually do when I am working on a project by myself seems to be enough for both of us to an “A”. Cleo’s main functions include reminding me to do things I have already done and calling Deuce to bring us lunch or lattes. Not that I complain too much about that, and Deuce does have a way of keeping Cleo focused. She also insists on giving the final presentation, which usually goes well since she does command attention. This time though our assignment is to research the Science of Perfume, and then our final project will be to create our very own fragrance. I must say that I was completely surprised by Cleo’s enthusiasm for the project. I am not sure whether to be excited or frightened by this development.

Finally a project worthy of my royal attention! I must say on past projects I have allowed Ghoulia to do the dragon’s share of the work but this is something I can really get my bandages wrapped around. When we still lived in Egypt, before “the difficulties”, one of my jobs was to oversee the royal perfumers. Nefera used to tell me that it was a job reserved for “a princess who would never become queen” but I didn’t care. While Nefera was in some dreadfully boring meeting about how much grain would be harvested for the year or where to build the next royal monument, I would go down and meet the trade caravans. They would be loaded with spices, oils and exotic flowers from the South and East, and the air was always filled with their fragrance. The royal perfumers and I would choose the best of everything to be had, then they would take the ingredients back to their perfumery and work their magic. I always wanted to join them as they cooked, ground and mixed the different ingredients to make perfume and scented oils, but this was looked upon as a task beneath a princess, so I could only watch. Now that I have a chance to get my hands dirty, so to speak, I can’t wait to get started.

I have been pleasantly surprised by Cleo’s contributions to our project. She has really taken the dragon by the horns and unlike past projects together, I have had to “run” to keep up with her. Her enthusiasm and deadication to the project are quite refreshing and she has filled my in box with recipes and suggestions. So for the first time in, well, ever, I am feeling like the “weak link” in an academic setting. I find myself not entirely liking it, which makes me feel just a tiny bit selfish and unneeded. Yes, I know that this is completely illogical, but what if it becomes a habit? Will I lose my place in the group if my brainpower is no longer needed?... #DepressingThought

Ghoulia seems to be off her game lately. Usually she’s the zombie equivalent to a ball of energy when it comes to these projects, but lately she’s gone completely passive on me. It’s starting to scare me, and not in a good way. I admit to being more than a bit self-absorbed, but I can always tell when something is really wrong with one of my friends. I asked her what was wrong, and she said she was fine. I know better than to press her on it, or she’ll just retreat into her brain’s fortress of solitude and not come out for days. I suppose I’ll just wait until she’s ready to talk, but I really want her input. She’s my beast friend, and I want us to have fun together on this project.

I told my mom I did not feel well today and stayed home from school. It was not a lie, but it was not because of a physical ailment, either. Cleo called me several times, but I chose not to answer my iCoffin. I mostly stayed in bed and then I thought maybe I really was getting sick since I did not feel like eating and could not generate enough excitement to read the newest issue of Dead Fast. Apparently my absence was noted, and the cavalry descended on my house after school. I heard the doorbell ring and then I heard the front door open. The voices of Cleo, Frankie, Lagoona, Draculaura and Clawdeen all called out to my mother, “We’re here!” I could smell the aroma of baking cookies drifting out of the kitchen - I thought she gave in to my request to stay home a little too easily. They all headed to the kitchen except for Cleo. I heard her heading down the hall toward my room - I knew it was Cleo because she has a very distinctive gait. She got to my door, knocked once and walked in. “All right, ghoul friend, what, in the name of Bast’s cats is going on with you?” I said nothing was wrong with me but Cleo was in one of her “royal moods”, and I could tell by the tone in her voice that she was going to pester me until I gave her an answer, so I did. I told her how I felt about my role on the project and how I was afraid that my intellectual abilities were the only reason that she and the rest of the ghouls wanted me around. Cleo just stood there staring at me with the strangest look in her eyes.

For a moment I could not decide if she was on the verge of being angry or sad. Then she simply spun on a heel, stepped to my door and yelled down the hall, “Ghoulia’s room - NOW!” The ghouls got to my room in a blink albeit with mouths full of freshly baked cookies. Cleo pointed at Frankie whose mouth seemed to be less full of cookie than the others, “Quickly, when you think of Ghoulia what’s the first thing that comes to mind?” Frankie sparked and said, “She’s kind and helpful!” Then Lagoona said I was “trustworthy and sincere”, Draculaura said I was “funny and sweet” and Clawdeen said I was “brave and determined.” Finally Cleo looked at me and said, “Notice anything in those descriptions that was missing?” I hung my head, a little embarrassed and a lot encouraged. “Now we are going back to the kitchen to eat more cookies, you could join us if you’re feeling up to it... oh and you better be in class tomorrow. We have a lot of work to do.” It turns out that my mother’s cookies are a miracle cure. Who knew?

Now that Ghoulia is out of her funk, we’ve been able to make some progress. I found several trunks at home filled with jars of oils, extracts and spices. Nearly all of them are still labeled. Probably should be careful with the ones that are not... I seem to remember some were rather volatile when mixed with certain other ingredients. Unfortunately, I could not find any of my old recipes, so this will truly require real experimentation.

Experiment Notes

Batch #1

Top notes of leather - old gym shoe leather - with a sweaty angst-like finish. It is a smell reminiscent of the odor that emanates from the boys’ locker room after summer football practices. FAIL

Batch #2

Complex floral notes of troll cabbage and broccoli with none too subtle undertones on burnt microwave popcorn. It was quite... breathtaking and also Mr. Hackington’s favorite. FAIL

Batch #3

It smelled like cheese at first then spoiled milk. Disgusting. FAIL

Batch #4

A frightfully woodsy scent, mysterious yet approachable and our favorite by far. It also hardened in the beaker like cement. We may have discovered a way to create scented construction material but as a perfume - FAIL

Batch #5

Eau de Pit of Goblin Arm. FAIL

Batch #6

Two words - wet werewolf. FAIL

Batch #8

We used an unmarked bottle from Cleo’s collection. It was an odorless black elixir but when we mixed it with vanilla, juniper berry and patchouli oil it opened a portal to another dimension that sucked in half of our experiments before we could put a stopper in the beaker. Cleo blamed the patchouli. FAIL

BATCH #13

Lovely top, middle and base notes - check.

Accentuates rather than overopowers - check, check

Would we wear it ourselves? - check, check, check

Perfection!

Final Grade - A+

Best. Lab project. Ever.

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Wave 2 Diary of Draculaura

15♥September

I “broke up” with Jackson Jekyll today... not that we were ever really dating I mean officially, which would have been nice but every time he would ask me out he would totally pull the invisible boy act on me and not show up. Or call. The next day he was always very sweet and apologetic but he could never remember why he forgot our date. I guess the final nail in the coffin was when he didn’t meet me at this party and I totally felt like a one tombstone graveyard. I ended up dancing with this scary hot DJ named Holt Hyde who acted like he knew me although I’m pretty sure that we hadn’t met before. Jackson and I are still friends but sometimes that’s just how the tombstone crumbles.

25♥September

Went to the beach with Frankie, Clawdeen and Clawd to watch Lagoona surf. It was a beautiful day, which meant I had to break out the sunscreen although the stuff I have to use is more like sunwall. It’s so thick it’s like being coated in honey and it’s like a sand magnet so I pretty much have to stay on a blanket the whole time or I end up looking like a sand sculpture. Oh well, it’s worth the annoyance to get to spend the day at the beach.

30♥September

I stayed up late reading a new novel about a forbidden romance between a werewolf girl and a vampire boy... like that would ever happen... but it’s so sweet and tragic I couldn’t put it down. Of course I slept through my alarm and was almost late for school, which meant my makeup was a mess cause I couldn’t take my time putting it on. Luckily, Ghoulia saw me before anyone else did and she helped me straighten it out so I didn’t walk into my first class looking like an undead clown... not that there’s anything wrong with that.

1♥October

I took one of those quizzes to see what kind of creature I am - I think all the teen monster mags have them now - which seems kind of strange since like I already know. Anyway, the quiz had questions ike: What is your favorite haunt? What is your favorite food? Would you rather be dead or undead? Do you run, shamble, fly or ooze? So after I answered all the questions I turned to the back to read: Congratulations! You are a Woodland Nymph! You are kind, gentle and love sunshine and nature. You probably make your home in a tree where you enjoy the company of many woodland animals that you would never scare or eat. I wonder if I should share this with father? LOL... maybe not = )

7♥October

Clawd and Spectra had a monster argument today and it created such a fuss that both of them got called into Headmistress Bloodgood’s office. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Clawd so angry or Spectra so self-righteous but neither of them would talk about it when they came out of HHB’s office - not even to me! Clawdeen thinks it has something to do with Cleo and Clawd but I totally don’t understand how she made that connection. Now Clawdeen is mad at Cleo. Again. This is really sad and since it seemed like they were starting to actually tolerate each other.

12♥October

I know a lot of monsters are not excited about having to write an essay on our monster heritage but I think it’s creeperifically cool! First of all, I’m writing a screenplay about my un-life and I think this will really help the third act and secondly because it gives me the opportunity to set the record straight about a couple of things. Beginning with the fact that my father is much older than any monster realizes. I mean he was already a vampire back when togas were first considered fashionable... sooo glad father doesn’t wear one anymore. Then there was that whole identity theft calamity that happened when we rented our castle in Transylvania to a total con-monster who went around pretending to be father. Now I have to carry a copy of my death certificate to prove that I really am as old as I say I am cause some monsters think I must be related to that loser. Unfortunately for the imposter his bats came home to roost and not in a good way either. The rest of my story, like how father took in me and my mother when no one else would and why I’m a vegan vampire I’m going to save for the screenplay which I would like to film in pink and white. How scary cool would that be?

16♥October

In the span on 3 days Clawdeen missed a test in Mad Science, a school dance and a buy one get one shoe sale at the Maul. Frankie and I knew something had to be wrong but Clawdeen wouldn’t answer our texts or emails. Finally Clawd showed us a picture he took of Clawdeen with his iCoffin. Her hair... it was... it was... not of this world. Clawd said she couldn’t fix it and had to “ctrl+alt+delete her new ‘do” with a pair of electric clippers. He said she was so depressed that she turned all her mirrors toward the wall and wasn’t even growling at Howleen for borrowing her clothes. I suggested we shave our heads too but then Frankie reminded me how fast Clawdeen’s hair grows and that we’d be bald a lot longer than she would so we came up with the idea of going to the Maul and buying Clawdeen a fierce fashionista scare package to cheer her up instead and that’s just what we did. Of course we bought some things for ourselves too = )

25♥October

I was supposed to fang out with the ghouls last night but I didn’t. I tried to explain what happened to Clawdeen but I couldn’t. She was annoyed with me cause I always tell her everything. She thinks I’m keeping a secret from her which I guess I sort of am but I’m not sure I want to talk to anybody about it yet. So I wrote this poem to describe what happened. I don’t know why it’s easier for me to express emotions in verse but sometimes it just is. I read it to Count Fabulous who usually leaves the room when I get too sappy but this time he flew down and gave me a little bat hug when I was finished.

One fall autumn night I took a walk jaunt

to meet some friends at a familiar haunt

The sky above was very starry bright

and there seemed to me not a cloud in sight

So off I went without sans umbrella or coat

although what I probably needed was really a boat

Caust the clouds came rolled in with a dragon’s roar

and shortly thereafter it bagan to pour

Not a pleasant rain, good for plant and flower

but a driving, unfriendly, cold hard icy shower

Now I was halfway between home and there

my makeup was running ruined and so was my hair

With no shelter in sight or a way to get dry

I put my head face in my hands and started to cry

When out of the shower rain a voice broke through,

“Hey D it’s me Clawd, hey D is that you?”

As I blinked through the tears and rain I could see

Clawdeen’s brother Clawd, waving at me

Across four lanes of traffic bravely he dashed

with umbrella in hand to my side he flashed

He led helped me back to his car warm and dry

said not a word till I’d finished my cry

“Here’s a hot coffinccino whip cream no foam,

it’ll warm you right up while I drive you home.”

From the car he walked me up to my door

protecting me still from the storm’s downpour

As he turned to leave I placed a kiss on his cheek

then I ran inside before he could speak.

And while I watched his car disappear from sight

I felt something happen change for me that night

No longer did I see him as just my best friend’s brother

that night, to me, he became something other.

The great thing about poetry is that it doesn’t have to be epic to express how you feel. Now I have to wonder, “Does he feel the same?”

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Wave 2 Frankie Stein Diary

The 15th day of September

Watzit got into big trouble today while I was at school. Somehow, he got into dad’s lab and snuck out with apart from one of dad’s projects. Good thing mom was looking out the window and saw Watzit trying to bury it. Dad was still pretty amped up by the time I got home. “That animal is too smart for its own good – I’ve got a good mind to replace its brain with a sheep’s or one from a soft sciences professor.” I think Watzit just misses me when I’m at school so I’m going to start getting up extra early to take him for a longer walk before I leave. Hopefully that will help – otherwise I’m going to have to kennel him during the day = (.

The 24th day of September

I used to think that being the “new girl” was the hardest thing about going to school but now I’m thinking that being the “not so new girl” is kinda hard too. When I was the new girl and I did something dumb everybody said, “You’re new – don’t be so hard on yourself – you’ll get the hang of it.” My friends have also done a lot of things for me, which is good and bad. Good because it kept me from embarrassing myself, and bad because there are some things I didn’t learn to do on my own and now everybody expects me to know those things and when I mess something up that I should know it’s like really, really embarrassing. Like I never really paid much attention to where my classrooms were when I started at MH – total brain short on my part I know – but it was just easier to follow Draculaura or Clawdeen and because they always insisted on showing me around I didn’t really learn they layout of the school. So yesterday we were on our way to class when I totally got caught up in a zombie flash mob and when I finally got away, I was in a part of the school I didn’t recognize and totally lost. I thought if I peeked into one of the classrooms that maybe a teacher could help me. I saw this big iron door and was about to open it when somebody behind me said, “That wouldn’t be a good idea.” I nearly jumped out of my stitches. It was Spectra Vondergeist. She said, “Oh, it looks like I frightened you… good.” Then she pointed to a sign above the door that read, Basement Levels, “Now unless you have a ball of twine or a Minotaur in your pocket you probably don’t want to go down there – follow me.” I followed her down the hallways listening to her stories about MH. They were all interesting but they kind of all were starring her. She did get me back to class though which was really nice of her. Of course, I was really late, and the teacher wanted to know where I had been – I said I got lost, the whole class laughed, and I got detention because the teacher thought I was giving her attitude. After class Ghoulia showed me how to GPS all my classes with my iCoffin so it wouldn’t happen again – oh well, just another lesson for the “not so new girl anymore.”

The 25th day of September

I went to breakfast with my dad this morning, which was scary fun although I didn’t think it was going to be at first. See, he goes to the same die-ner every Saturday morning and has breakfast with the same group of monsters and mad scientists. Mom said he’s been doing it for years. I asked her if she ever went and she just laughed. “I don’t take your father with me to shop for shoes and he doesn’t take me when he gets together with his friends to solve all of the world’s problems.” “Why not?” I asked. Mom gave me a hug and said, “Because my love, there are times when practical advice can just take all the fun out of life.” Then from behind us I heard dad say, “Unless it comes from your parents and then it is to be heeded at all costs.” Then Dad rushed us out the door because he wanted to make sure we got there before the banana scary pancakes ran out. I said, “I’m not a little girl dad, I can eat grown up food you know.” “Of course, you can my dear, but who said I was thinking about you?” Dad’s friends turned out to be really nice and pretty funny for a bunch of monster geeks especially when they started telling stories about dad ;). I could see that they all really like him though and since my dad has a very self-decapitating sense of humor it made the time totally fun. I don’t think I’d want to get up early every Saturday morning but I’m glad I got to see that my dad can be a regular monster too. Hey, who knew? Oh, and the banana scary pancakes? Definitely worth getting there early for.

The 1st day of October

My stitches are still coming loose at exactly the wrong time. Dad ordered some special monstertanium thread that he said was stronger than dragon’s breath and would totally fix the problem. Yeah – not so much. I was standing on a ladder in the gym helping Draculaura hang up a banner for this week’s pep rally when Clawd and some of the football team walked through wearing their game day jerseys. One of the guys on the team is a gargoyle from Scotland who has the dreamiest accent and the most scary handsome crystal grey eyes. I said hi to everybody by name but when I got to him, I totally blanked. I just stood there absolutely mortalfied and finally called him by her jersey number… “7” … lame I know… but then the rest of the guys started teasing him and I got so anxious that my arm fell and then the rest of me fell too. I don’t know how he did it but somehow “7” caught both my arm and me. All the guys started clapping and Clawd said, “How come you don’t catch like that at practice?” “7” was talking to Clawd but looking at me when he said, “If the passes ye threw were as pretty as this lass, I’d nay drop another.” At least that’s what Draculaura said he said. I don’t remember anything after I feel off the ladder except strong arms and crystal grey eyes.

The 7th day of October

Fear Squad practice was terrible today. Cleo was totally impossible to please, and we started and stopped several times before she finally just cancelled practice altogether. Then at lunch Purrsephone, Meowlody and Toralei were all saying that it was because of the blowup that Clawd had with Spectra and the rumor was that Cleo was going to break up with Deuce, Deuce was going to start dating Operetta and Clawd was definitely back in the picture with Cleo. I was really bummed cause they’re all my friends and I didn’t want to have to take sides. I saw Lagoona later and asked her what she thought about the rumors. She asked me who was spreading them and when I told her she just laughed and said, “Not every seagull that yabbers has found a fish.” Coming from Lagoona that somehow made me feel better, confused but better.

The 12th day of October

Monster Heritage Essay by Frankie Stein

That’s all I’ve written so far but I’m really excited about the assignment cause I’m going to get to learn so much scary cool stuff about my classmates. I thought that for part of my heritage research I would read that book that was written about my parents, but I couldn’t find a copy of it in the house. I asked mom why and she said the author had taken, “certain liberties with the truth” but if I wanted to check out a copy from the library, she would be happy to answer any questions I had. When I asked dad about the book, he used an expression I’d never heard before, but I guess mom had because she made that noise in the back of her throat that means some monster is in trouble. Dad hung his head and looked kind of creepish for a bit until mom stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. I don’t need to read a book to find out about my monster heritage. I get to see it every day – how scary cool is that?

The 16th day of October

I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamed we were planning to have the scary best dance ever until an evil teacher cancelled it and we had to have the dance in a secret location under the school. Everything was going as planned when this strange monster in a shiny suit with lots of hair appeared and started yelling that this was his dream and we were going to start over. I totally jumped into another dream but the only think I remember from that one was the intense feeling of being a stranger. It must have been stressful though cause when I woke up, I was upside down and one of my arms had fallen off. No more ghost chili pizza for me before bed.

The 24th day of October

I met a new ghoul today! At least new to me = ) Her name is Abbey Bominable and I think she’s really sweet even if she does take a bit to warm up to. Anyway we were waiting in line together at the creepateria and she was asking the lunch ladies to explain what was in the food. The line started to back up and some monsters were yelling at her to hurry up. I think she was starting to get frustrated so I told her to go with the screechza since it was pretty easy to recognize most of the stuff they put on it. She gave me a look so serious that I thought I had said something I shouldn’t have but then she smiled and thanked me. We sat together and I learned that she lives in the mountains about the school, loves to snowboard and that her first language is Yetish. She said she could understand what was being said most of the time but that the slang kept tripping her up because it was hard not to take everything literally. I told her that sometimes I still did the same thing. Then I told her that I would help her with her slang if she would teach me how to snowboard. She thought for a moment and then said, “I think that would be the cool that is scary.” Hehe I bet she learns slang faster than I learn to snowboard = ).

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Wave 4 Robecca Steam Diary

19 September - Then

Our show tonight was a rousing success. My rocket boots worked to perfection after the adjustments father made and I was able to complete the trick in such a way that it elicited gasps from the audience yet remained perfectly safe for me. Father was so pleased that he is allowing me to take tomorrow’s train instead of the one tonight so that I may stay and engage in a round of roller maze. I am so excited my boiler is near to bursting! My only regret is that father was not able to adjust my internal clock before he departed. Well, it is not to be a worry tonight and I am sure he will be able to resolve the problem when we are reunited on the morrow.

20 September - Then

Frost my firebox was I vexed this morning! I missed yet another appointment due to the inability of my internal clock to keep the correct time. Now to be sure there are appointments and there are appointments, and one is to be forgiven if fashionable lateness allows for a grand entrance in the former; but when exacting punctuality is required of the latter, such as catching a train that leaves promptly at noon and your arrival is thirty minutes after the departure of said train, vexation will rule the day. Thus I found myself standing on the station platform with steam raising from my ears and baggage piled high around me. From a distance it must have looked as if some monster had fashioned a cabin of suitcases on the platform and upon finishing their labor celebrated by lighting a fire in the stove. I was obliged to send father a telegraph informing him of my situation and assuring him that I would be on time for tomorrow’s train even if I had to spend the night on the platform. Fortunately, it did not come to that as the gargoyle that drove me from Miss Kindergrubber’s boarding house to the train station was still available to convey me back. My tardiness at the train station will, however, make it possible for me to attend the gala birthday ball being thrown in honor of a Miss Draculaura. She is the daughter of a very famous, and well-to-do vampire, named Dracula. I am excited to have the opportunity to make both of their acquaintances. I was delighted to learn that Dr. and Mrs. Stein had arrived in town on the very train that I missed! Dr. Stein is one of my father’s most respected acquaintances, both he and his lovely bride will be attending the ball and have offered to act as my chaperones so that I do not have to present myself as unattended.

21 September - Then

The party was grander that I could have imagined. Every creature was dressed in their finest and I saw many famous monsters and digniscaries. Draculaura could not have been a more kind or gracious host. I do not know how she knew I missed my train but she did, and was very genuine in her expression of sincere concern for my predicament. I was immediately pulled into her social circle as she introduced me to her friends with such rapidity that I hardly remembered a soul when she was through. Several of them had seen me perform however and were quite keen on hearing my tales of daring to. Eventually I excused myself in order to reunite myself with Dr. and Mrs. Stein, as I did not wish to appear ungrateful or rude for the kindness they had shown in escorting me to the party. I did not see either of them in the crowd so I made my way toward a group of guests where a lively discussion seemed to be under way about what made one a true monster. The most vocal of the group was rather corpulent goblin with pince-nez, prominent teeth and absurdly hairy ears;

Well of course she isn’t and how could she be? A wonder of modern mad science? Perhaps. A true monster? Never. Fashioning the flotsam and jetsam of a laboratory into some semblance of a creature does not make that creature a monster any more so than kittens born in an oven makes them scones. Do you know the old crackpot, genius though he may be, insists on calling her his daughter? Even more preposterous is that she refers to him as her father. As if steam could replace screams.

I felt as though some monster had thrown a handful of sand into my gears and I thought, “Is this what every monster believes?” I was about to turn and quietly slip back into the crowd when I felt a very large but gentle hand on one shoulder and a smaller but reassuringly firm one on the other. Then a voice, at once calming to me and challenging to the speaker said, “Perhaps Herr Goblin would care to pronounce us either kitten or scone then.” I suppose it was un-lady like that I should have enjoyed the panic I saw on his face, as he looked from Dr. Stein to Mrs. Stein to me, but I did. The goblin quickly stammered an excuse and unceremoniously fled the room. Later, Dracula found us and offered his sincere apology. “Miss Steam I regret not that you heard such an insult to your monsterhood but that it was uttered at all. It is not an opinion shared in this house. Please accept our sincere apologies.” We conversed several more minutes and he left to attend other guests. He is indeed a true gentle-monster and the remainder of the gala was so delightful that it all but eclipsed the one brief moment of unpleasantness.

22 September - Then

Today as I was packing to leave under the punctual eye of Miss Kindergrubber, we received word from the railroad station that sometime in the night a very large and rather belligerent dragon had taken up residence in the main train tunnel between here and where I was to meet father. Owing to the dragon’s size and coloration it is believed that it might be preparing for hibernation. If that is indeed the case, I could be stranded here until the spring. Even though plans were being made to send for a dragon whisperer there were no guarantees. Clog my gears and rust my bearings! What shall I do now?

1 October - Then

I passed much of today in the good company of Dr. and Mrs. Stein. I had supposed that Dr. Stein’s scientific curiosity would be drawn to the nuances of my mechanical nature but aside from some polite questions regarding energy consumption most of the conversation centered around my relationship with my father. They had many questions on the resulting challenges of one day waking up as a fully formed monster in her teenaged years and how we dealt with those challenges as a family. I admitted that while the road was not always made for smooth traveling we were learning to navigate the more arduous portions of it together. Several times during these conversations it appeared to me that Mrs. Stein gripped the doctor’s hand more tightly and several times he seemed to be hesitant to ask certain questions. I excused myself at one point to add water to my boiler, as I was feeling a bit low. I returned to hear Mrs. Stein ask Dr. Stein in their native German: “Werden wir jemals ein eigenes kind haben?” to which he replied “Wenn die Zeit gekommen ist, das verspreche ich dir, werden wir es.” I could tell that I had interrupted a private moment so I attempted to change the subject by asking Dr. Stein if he might have an idea why my internal clock could not keep proper time. He laughed at my request and for a moment I felt embarrassed until Dr. Stein said, “It has been my experience that no amount of adjustment is sufficient to make a ghoul run on time.” For this Dr. Stein received a playful tap from Mrs. Stein and he continued, “Besides that, your father is the foremost mechanical mad genius in the world and it would be arrogant of me to speculate.” We ended our time together with a promise to meet again. I am already looking forward to that.

15 October - Then

I received a telegraph from my father this morning informing me that he was joining a team set to explore a newly discovered area of the catacombs. I miss my father and look forward to that dragon moving on so we may be reunited. Tonight however, I shall skate in the maze with a local club against a team of gargoyles with a rather unsavory reputation. I am confident we shall prevail.

20 October - Now

I remember everything that happened to me right up until the last time I skated in the maze. It has been all I could do to daily resist the urge to let my life go to rust. The most difficulty has come from my father not being here. The team of explorers that he joined never returned from the catacombs. It has been a hundred years since any monster has seen them but I know they are still trying to find their way home because Ghoulia Yelps, as amazing and intelligent a ghoul as ever was, has been following any and all news about the team since before I was discovered and reassembled. She says that it is a great mystery and that there have been many books written about their mysterious disappearance. She also told me that six months ago a message was found written on the wall of a previously undiscovered cavern. It read simply, “Forward to our families. Onward to our hope.” It was signed by my father and dated three months prior to the cavern’s discovery. Ghoulia also helped me find my father’s old lab where I was delighted to find Captain Penny, the mechanical penguin father built for me. Poor thing’s fire had completely gone out and when I got him restarted he was so excited that he almost blew a heart gasket. I am still living at Miss Kindergubber’s, who is not a teacher at Monster High, and it was she convinced me to enroll. Even though I feel rather old fashioned and I am unfamiliar with much of current technology my new friends have been very accepting and are... scary sweet.

15 November - Now

I have become reacquainted with Dr. Stein and his bride through their daughter Frankie. Dr. Stein was sincerely apologetic for not being able to reassemble me after the accident. “You are a very complicated ghoul and I feared I would damage you further.” I assured him that I carried no grudge and I do not. Dr. Stein even interceded on my behalf with Headless Headmistress Bloodgood when she told me that I could not perform my scaredevil act at the middle school carnival as she thought it was too dangerous. I do not know what Dr. Stein said but the Headmistress relented and I was able to give two performances with an encore. It was truly an epic way to bring some old school to the new and shake off some of the rust in the process.

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Wave 4 Rochelle Goyle Diary

10 septembre

Headless Headmistress Bloodgood asked me today why I want to be a student at Monster High. So this is what I told her, Gargoyles have eyes that are sharp and heads that are hard. It can take many years for us to make up our minds about even a little thing. That is why when I made the decision to leave my old school and transfer to Monster High, Mama and Papa knew it was not a decision made in the haste of the moment so I have their support. I had, in fact, been watching the school for many years and I liked what I saw. Many of my friends said that because I have a chip on my shoulder I am doing this thing to be contrary. I say non! I know many gargoyles that have only looked in one direction their whole unlives. They do not think anything they cannot see from where they sit can be important. Well I want to see everything so I will go to Monster High and start there.

19 septembre

I was late for class today and as I hurried to avoid detention I hurried into Deuce Gorgon and il est extrêmement beau! He was hurrying in the direction opposite on the same path and so I knocked him down, I am not very big but I am... solid for my size. His glasses flew off and he was so surprised that he forgot he was a Gorgon and looked right into my eyes. For the moment there was sadness in his eyes and then surprise again as I handed him back his sunglasses. “You didn’t turn to stone?” “Non,” I say. The Gorgon and the basilisk, I told him, do not affect my kind. He covered up his eyes with the sunglasses again and asked, “Really?” I smiled and said, “Oui,” “Wow - cool,” says he and then he is hurrying again to class. Yes, I know who his girlfriend is; but those eyes of emerald green are something perhaps I shall hurry to see again, non?

28 septembre

Ghoulia is mon amie and I am always on the look out for her so she is well protected; but it’s not something she has asked me to do and today I think I made the mistake of being... how shall I say... over protective? She was going into the catacombs to see the new roller maze course but I told her “Non!” It is too dangerous for you. You may not go. Then she made a nose between a snort and a laugh. I told her that I am très grave and that I would not allow it. But it was next Ghoulia’s turn to be grave and she said: Rochelle you are my friend, not my mother. Now you may accompany me or you can get out of my way because in case you had not noticed I am a big ghoul who is completely capable of navigating her way into the catacombs and back again! It is a most difficult thing to feel that what you do best is not wanted, but I do not think she meant it that way. Perhaps a true friend cares more for who you are than what you can do for them?

1 octobre

Today I had an appointment with Monsieur D’eath. I do not know why I think this but I think the students make him nervous and I think that he maybe owns a cat. I do not know why but I do. He checked my file many times, checked my student ID once and twice asked for the spelling of my name. Maybe he was just being thorough or maybe is afraid of a trick being pulled upon him. As he was looking at the file I looked around the room and I noticed a picture of Scaris and from the angle and view of the other buildings I knew it had to be taken from the rooftop of where I used to live. When I mentioned this to him, he almost came alive. Now the rest of the time our appointment was filled with him asking so many detailed questions about living in Scaris that I assumed he must have lived there or visited many times. When I asked if this was so he went back to being sad once more. “No,” he said, “I have only been there in books and movies.” I told him he should go and see if for real. He said it was on his “casket list” of things to do but that his work with the students was so important he did not know how he could spare the time. He reminds me of some gargoyles I know that sit together on the same building. Some face only east and some face only west. They tell each other how beautiful the sunrise and sunset is but will never turn to see for themselves because what if the sunset is more beautiful than the sunrise or the sunrise is more beautiful than the sunset? They think this will make them unhappy with what they see every day. Maybe this is the same with him or maybe there is just no monster to take care of his cat when he is gone.

12 octobre

Roux and I were chasing the pigeons from our roof today. She is great at the chasing part but not so much at the catching because when she is sneaking up she makes a little screeching noise and the pigeons fly off. It is still fun and the pigeons stay off our roof, at least until we go inside.

19 octobre

I think I did a bad thing today that I am not very proud of maybe. Deuce was playing casketball at the park close by my building. He was playing by himself and I told Roux to bring me the ball. Roux flew down and snatched the ball from the air and flew back up to our roof. I could hear the yelling and running below so I knew she got the ball. Deuce made it to the top of the building and I pretend to scold Roux for being a bad griffin. Deuce was surprised to see me and happy to have his casketball back. He took off his glasses and wiped the sweat from his eyes. Ahh... such a beautiful green... we hung out on the roof and talked for what seemed like the hours about many things. He is also très drôle. I did not know this about him. Then Cleo called him. He put his glasses back on and had to go. Yes I know, I know. This is a thing that can only end in tears and I do not want that.

2 novembre

I went to the maze today to skate. It is what I like to do when I want to think about nothing else. I did not turn on the obstacles because it is not safe when one skates alone, except I was not alone. I thought I was the only ghoul in the maze and then I heard another skater coming from behind; and coming quickly. I heard, “Passing!” I barely had the time to move over when I was passed by Robecca. I saw the little flame from her rocket boots and she was gone. The race, as they say, it was “on”. Robecca is a great skater and fast but I am fast as well. I was catching up when I realized the obstacles were on now. Sacrebleu! I barely made it past a giant spider that was webbing off a section of the track. I still got some of the thick spider silk tangled in my wing but I did not take the time to stop and untangle. I wondered if Robecca skated with the obstacles on all the time or was it because I was skating too? I saw her ahead and she was stopped. She was looking down and I thought something was wrong with her skate and I said to myself - “Ah ha!” I shall pass her. As I went by I heard her should, “Arrêtez!” but it was too late. I was falling and I could not fly because of the spider silk on my wing. It was a deep pit and I could see water at the bottom. I cannot swim. Then I heard, “Got you!” and I stopped falling and started rising. i could hear the firing of the rockets in Robecca’s boots as she pulled me out of the pit. We rested for bit as she helped me pull the web from my wing. I asked her why she skated with the obstacles on and she say to me, “I thought you turned them on!” Then from somewhere in the maze we both heard a laugh that ended in a purr.

15 novembre

I was how do they say... “volunteered”... to help with the middle school carnival today. I was in the booth demonstrating how to build sand castles. So much fun! I built the great cathedral I could see from my roof in Scaris. Monsieur D’eath came by to see it and show me a ticket he bought for Scaris! I am so happy for him. I saw Deuce too... sigh. Since our adventure in the maze, Robecca and I have been hanging out a lot together. I told her about Deuce and she told me that what I am doing is not safe for my heart. She is right. I do not understand my feelings right now. They are most hasty for a gargoyle. I also saw Robecca do the same stunt from the crowd that she did for me in the maze. Only I did not volunteer to be the fall monster. Hah! It was a good day and I am loving Monster High. I have never been so happy with a “hasty” decision in my unlife. =)

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