"Well, that was hardly polite. Are you not a little ancient for these halls Nefera? Do you not have someone else to harass?"

"Greetings, everyone. I am now back online for the end of week holidays, so I shall be returning to answering asks and roleplays."

Ghoulia's smile passed away and she gently touched the object. It was unfamiliar to her at first glance, but that only made it fascinating all the more. "I do not recognize its design. Does it seem to do anything?"

(Didn't know how to tag you in a post, so I'll put an open RP in your ask box instead :l) "Are you okay, Ghoulia?" Robecca said, having just witnessed Ghoulia slip and topple over. She extended one of her metal hands, crouching down to her friend.

((It’s okay, friend! You can either use the @ + name trick cherry-dead or just pop cherrydead in your tags. I’ll get a better notification with the first, but either works. Sorry about how long this took!))

Ghoulia was, to say the very least, thoroughly flummoxed. It was as if she was in someone else’s body. No matter what she did, her footing was unsure. She had hit the tiles multiple times since entering the school. This last time was the worst, though. She had been minding her own business, stumbling as usual through the creepateria when her leg just shot out from under her, bringing the zombie down and face first into her tray.

 She heard Robecca’s voice and looked up, a fry dangling over her glasses frames. "Th-thank you. I don’t know what is the matter with me today.” She reached out her hand and took Robecca’s.

"But of course." Ghoulia inclined her head towards Psyche. "The very foundation of our school is based upon acceptance and diversity. Here at Monster High, one might see vampires and werewolves, once formidable enemies, sharing a meal in our creepateria. Or those of my own ilk, studying side by side with sea monsters and mummies. I do not believe that any monsters get turned down for their species alone."

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”Good day. I do not believe that we have had the pleasure of meeting before this. If you’re new to the school and need any assistance or you just need someone to fang out with, I can make time for you,...

"I know that!" Ghoulia's twisted frown faded and she looked worn out. She stopped and looked down the now empty hall. "I know that.. I'm not as naive as to believe all that. But I want to. I want to believe that there is goodness so very much." 

Subconsciously, her hand made it's way to the small of her back and then she gently rubbed her neck. "It was hard for me to see things in a positive light for many years after I awoke unto my unlife. I suppose that was due to me understanding that my death was probably not a very pleasant one." Again she touched her neck, and for several seconds seemed lost in thought. "It was also some time before the others found me. I wandered by myself and I thoroughly believed that there were none like me." 

Finally, with a sigh, she turned back to Gory. "I apologize for my... rudeness. Perhaps my friends' attitudes are, as they say, rubbing off on me." Her expression was still guarded, but she no longer seemed ready to march off in a huff.

Something akin to a scowl appeared on Ghoulia’s face. "My apologies. I shall no longer plague your happy little world with my company. But, to make a correction to your questions? You are not the last of your species. You are not alone with only one other like you. There are a great many vampires in our world, and if you haven’t noticed this, then I suppose I was incorrect about your intelligence." She coughed. "Perhaps you should open your eyes when you next go to class." She huffed and began to shuffle away in pure disgruntled zombie fashion.

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DIY Science Valentine’s Day Cards Printables from Evil Mad Scientist. I look forward to Evil Mad Scientist’s Valentine’s Day cards every year. This year they are featuring hearts, arrows and love in their equations. You can download all 18 cards at the Evil Mad Scientist link.

Below are the 2013 and 2014 Science Valentine Printables. 2013 was equation heavy and 2014 was symbol heavy. 

"Happy Valentine's Day!" ((Technically, this is unfinished, but I don't think I'll have time to finish it today. So have a poopy picture that I actually like.))

"Dimension? Interesting. Of course I can show you around the school. My name is Ghoulia Yelps, by the way. Might I ask for your own?" Ghoulia pulled her friendliest grimace. She wondered what kind of monster she was looking at. She knew of so many species, but which did this individual belong to?

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”Good day. I do not believe that we have had the pleasure of meeting before this. If you’re new to the school and need any assistance or you just need someone to fang out with, I can make time for you, I’m sure.”

(Didn't know how to tag you in a post, so I'll put an open RP in your ask box instead :l) "Are you okay, Ghoulia?" Robecca said, having just witnessed Ghoulia slip and topple over. She extended one of her metal hands, crouching down to her friend.

((It’s okay, friend! You can either use the @ + name trick cherry-dead or just pop cherrydead in your tags. I’ll get a better notification with the first, but either works. Sorry about how long this took!))

Ghoulia was, to say the very least, thoroughly flummoxed. It was as if she was in someone else’s body. No matter what she did, her footing was unsure. She had hit the tiles multiple times since entering the school. This last time was the worst, though. She had been minding her own business, stumbling as usual through the creepateria when her leg just shot out from under her, bringing the zombie down and face first into her tray.

 She heard Robecca’s voice and looked up, a fry dangling over her glasses frames. "Th-thank you. I don’t know what is the matter with me today.” She reached out her hand and took Robecca’s.

Something akin to a scowl appeared on Ghoulia's face. "My apologies. I shall no longer plague your happy little world with my company. But, to make a correction to your questions? You are not the last of your species. You are not alone with only one other like you. There are a great many vampires in our world, and if you haven't noticed this, then I suppose I was incorrect about your intelligence." She coughed. "Perhaps you should open your eyes when you next go to class." She huffed and began to shuffle away in pure disgruntled zombie fashion.

"Perhaps that is not so bad a thing. Bridging both worlds can make you far more allies than if you were to remain thinking as the majority of your people do. In fact, upon further thought, many monsters around us could be seen as bridges between their worlds and others as well. Take Cleo, for instance. Many people see zombies as either background noise or easy targets of indentured servitude. Cleo sees me as a friend. I am an individual and she listens to me with more compassion than I have had for centuries." Ghoulia gave a smile and a little twitch of the shoulders to hint at a shrug. "Yes, she does have her queenly attitude, but I understand that she came from royalty. If one thinks of that, they should clearly see how much she has moved forward. I am happy to be part of such a diverse society. And one that includes you as well, Miss Gory."

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"Oh, my. Cleo, where did you run off to? I am afraid that I may possibly be coming down with an illness. I could almost swear that I saw you just a moment ago. Ah, well. Be that as it may, I hope you are doing well?"

"My apologies." A delicate brow lifted and Ghoulia shifted her weight uneasily. "You are attending Monster High. Might I ask what the Headmistress thought of the idea?" To be honest, Ghoulia knew exactly what Bloodgood thought. To allow more normies into the school would raise cultural diversity, something the establishment stood for at its very core. Still, surely Bloodgood remembered the last time a VanHellscream entered the building.

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”Oh, ah.. Lilith, isn’t it? I remember you from a previous Halloween. Your father left a rather strong impression upon us all. What are you hoping to accomplish by appearing in our halls?”

Ghoulia nodded. "I agree with you. Achelous would have made far more sense. However," She continued, tucking a stray lock of hair behind one ear. "I am not either of your parents. They have their reasons, I am sure. Perhaps it is sentimental."

"Dionysus? That is the god of wine and fertility? An interesting choice for the decoration of one’s lawn." Ghoulia was doing her best to ignore the cold face pressed to her back, but the small snow spirit had chosen one of the few places that was sensitive to temperature causing the zombie to shudder.

"If I remember correctly, she constructed him when she was feeling especially disconsolate about the lack of a significant other. I was not with her at the time, but he appears to be constructed of..well.. sweaters and various other articles of clothing. Forgive me as I cannot even begin to fathom what he is stuffed with. I am thinking that the pins, needles, and nails were possibly used to make his wits 'sharp.'"" Ghoulia let out a low laugh, pleased with her pun.

(Didn't know how to tag you in a post, so I'll put an open RP in your ask box instead :l) "Are you okay, Ghoulia?" Robecca said, having just witnessed Ghoulia slip and topple over. She extended one of her metal hands, crouching down to her friend.

((It’s okay, friend! You can either use the @ + name trick cherry-dead or just pop cherrydead in your tags. I’ll get a better notification with the first, but either works. Sorry about how long this took!))

Ghoulia was, to say the very least, thoroughly flummoxed. It was as if she was in someone else’s body. No matter what she did, her footing was unsure. She had hit the tiles multiple times since entering the school. This last time was the worst, though. She had been minding her own business, stumbling as usual through the creepateria when her leg just shot out from under her, bringing the zombie down and face first into her tray.

 She heard Robecca’s voice and looked up, a fry dangling over her glasses frames. "Th-thank you. I don’t know what is the matter with me today.” She reached out her hand and took Robecca’s.

She couldn’t help shuddering. “Oh, it was awful. I didn’t live in a monster community-well, I kind of did, but not in a good way. I lived in a wizard community and went away to school with a bunch of…