Rebecca - Clamjammed Spurned
What was this madness? This...this mockery of the gods? Was Rebecca not meant to enjoy her lovely evening the only way she could, surrounded by beautiful darlings while she charmed and wooed them straight into her arms...and her fangs? Was it fate's pre-determining that this night she would go thirsty, salivating for one single drop of glistening crimson bliss upon her tongue? No...more or less someone had a particular issue with her lulling these adorable sweeties to her, the sickly lad mostly, seeing as ever weakly he tried to pull apart the vampire from her adorable little sister she resumed to snuggle and comfort almost nearly possessive of the cute girl wrapped in her arms. But then, here came the shocker, the proverbial thorn...no less like a thorn and more like the entire rose bush chiding the woman's irritable side.
The blue haired one, try as much as she could to resist, it would be for naught. She couldn't, no mere mortal could resist the decadent and sensual charms of a woman such as Rebecca, and oh so close came the vampire-maiden to ensnaring yet another lovely thrall for her pleasure. How cheeky the girl was outright, offering, practically setting it on a plate for Rebecca to partake of, an invitation to her bed-chambers, what a perfect arrangement it would be. Soon, she would have the both of them alone, Kitty Kat and cute little Vicy. Ah, then the real fun could begin, but sadly....that was not the case.
"Actually, on second thought, nevermind. I think it's time for me to leave. And from now on? Stay away from me. I don't know what you're doing to my mind, but I don't like it."
~"B-but I....you....Wh-what?"~
Rebecca, she was entirely flabbergasted, absolutely godsmacked at the mouthful from a pretty pair of lips that uttered such spurning words, such scorching comments. Just moments ago Kat was melting all over her. For gods' sake! She was even asking Rebecca and Victorica to her room, a smarmy invitation no less, at least how the vampire took it. But..but this? What happened? Now her cheeks, akin to a blushing bride, they were cold as the scowl that crossed those lovely lips, bitter chilling as the eyes that cut sharply at the woman, a frost Rebecca could feel encompassing her own two eyes. No, there was no way at all the girl was strong enough in vigor to shatter the vampire's vice-grip upon her will. There had to be something else, yes...there was indeed some foul play at hand. The voice of the girl, still sweet but a bitter bite like a finely aged wine, that peculiar inflection merely a dead giveaway. She's possessed. Rebecca, though her own blushing cheeks had faded back to a most scornful dark pallor, instead of wearing her own displeasing scowl, her succulent lips curled upwards into a most mischievous of smirks, and her voice...as always...smooth and pleasant, ~"Ah but of course, darling. You're nervous, I can tell, but I assure you I have no intentions to force myself like a wild animal upon you. I simply wished to know you a little better, but if this is how you feel of me, then...I suppose there is nothing I can change of that. It was quite the pleasure making your acquaintance, my cerulean beauty...my adorable Kitty Kat. Farewell."~
"You.... I know that is you, little ghost girl. A cute trick you pulled, you naughty thing, but it shall do you no good. Your friends, try as you may to save them, I love a good challenge anyways, and soon...I'll have sweet, lovely Kitty Kat crawling back to me again. Along with you, my dear. Yes, I can't really do anything too drastic with you, unfortunately, but....you'd still be quite the adorable pet to have around. A word of warning sweetie, never challenge Rebecca, because in the end...I always get the girl. Ahahahahaha. <3333333333333
As one of her beloveds left, indeed perturbed was Rebecca, but...indeed unrelenting she would be, her dark smirk...never fading once as she watched the girl leave through the door. Oooh yes...soon, you will all be mine. <3333333
Nevertheless, at least she had one to keep her entertained for the evening. Turning to Victorica she smiled warmly again, the endearing blush returning to her cheeks, and brushed her hand tenderly across the girl's cheek, once more losing herself at the touch of her skin, ~"Maybe we should retire to your chambers, my sweet. This noise is rather unbearable and so is the heat. I would much prefer somewhere a bit more...quiet."~
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Evelyn - Not so Touchy Feely
As cute as it was Lisa practically smothering the poor kid to death, Ev figured it had gone on a bit too long, and poor Saya looked like she was about to suffocate. With a small laugh, Ev flicked away her cigarette and got up dusting herself off and shambling over to the two. "Jeez Lis, don't strangle the kid." She giggled before...wait what the hell was she doing? She slipped her arms around Lisa's and gently pulled them away from Saya, of course not able to read any of the girl's thoughts for some odd reason or another, but still...she made physical contact...with another girl. Plus there was another reason Ev never liked to do much, her hands...or practically every bit of her skin. It always felt cold to the touch, even on days where it was warm outside, her hands felt like she had them stuck in buckets of ice for a week, or in her bizarre case, years.
A soft pink finding its way to her face, Ev pulled her hand back and yanked her trilby hat further down to cover her embarrassed expression. Guh! What the fuck am I doing?! "Umm....y-yeah I'm...I'm like...really sorry about that." But why this sudden urge just to grab Lisa? She didn't even like to be touchy-feely with others, let alone even make the frailest amount of skin contact, mostly because of her curse.
Damn, Ev could sure use a distraction now, and what better than some dude in a gas mask. Oh balls...another creepypasta wannabe Ev thought. "Psh...surprised you can smell anything in that headgear." She muttered rolling her eyes at the dude(Dex). She didn't even notice him fall out the window, but there was a bit of dirt and grass stains evident upon his shirt. "AC/DC huh? Classic." At least he had good taste in music. "I'm more of a Black Sabbath kinda girl though, and Dio, Priest, and Maiden. Got any of those?"
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Matthias - Hell to Pay
"Mnnnggghhr...what...what the hell happened to me?"
Groggily the drunk awoke rubbing his head and skimming about the room bleary eyed with evidently blood-shot emeralds. How long was he out, and just...what the hell did Quincy do, the bastard? Last Gray remembered, the dimwitted nurse got snarky with him over issuing pain meds and his alcoholism before sticking those two pointy ass fingers of his to his head. He was about to raise a stink, Matthias, over first being called an alcoholic AGAIN and not getting his pain pills, not to mention, he didn't like to be touched, especially by the school nurse and the MOTHERFUCKING SEX ED TEACHER....who was obviously gayer than Ru-Paul. Then after that, like a lightbulb he blacked out and hit the floor, moments later coming to with that idiot Angela gawking over him, obviously perturbed greatly by something.
Now...what was that again? Oh, something about a stripping student and a spiked bowl of punch. That makes sense.
Straggling to his feet, the embittered teacher dusted himself off and refixed his jacket before taking note of the scene. Looks like Quincy worked his magic again on the supposed stripper, the dickwad's pants half around his waist, but oh who be this? Iyo, Matthias recognizing him from the last time he caught the son of a bitch up to no good, him and his brother Hana, and boy did he make life a living hell for them. Seems he would have to do it...again. And if one criminal was caught already, then the accomplice was certainly not far. A tad inebriated still was the Professor, but his eyes were like that of a hawk now, scanning vigilantly the room for that other little shithead. And soon...target sighted. As though a gust of wind, Matthias was already storming towards Hana with flames scorching his puffy red eyes. Firmly his hand fell upon the delinquent's ear and squeezed it tight in a death grip as the teacher hissed, glaring at the back of the kid's head, "Going somewhere, boy? I thought I smelled booze, and it wasn't me, because I don't drink that cheap shit."
A tad forceful he whirled the punk around to face him, to stare headlong into the eyes...of judgment. It was just those eyes were also evident of drunkenness, but unfortunately for Hana, Matthias wasn't all happy-go-lucky when he was sauced. He was worse...way worse. "Well if it ain't Hana! What you sneak this outta daddy's liquor cabinet, you punk? Thought you could have a hell of a time and get a bunch of kids hung over on their first day of school, or alcohol poisoned? That's the kind of shit I would expect from some low-down fuckwit like you Hana, some poor delinquent who doesn't have a thing to look forward to in life. Surprised I haven't called the cops and sent your ass of to county yet, but you mark my words boy. You're gonna pay dearly for this little prank of yours. Starting first thing tomorrow, you're gonna apologize to Nurse Quincy and Miss Angela for all the sick students they're gonna be dealing with, and then you're gonna nurse their hangovers and be cleaning their throw-up off the goddamn floor. Also, I'll be notifying Coach Shezmu to run you ragged for the next eight weeks. Then we'll see if you wanna pull some stupid shit like that again. Oh, because next time I won't just kick your sorry ass into Oblivion, I'll have the boys in blue escort you out of the school in cuffs. Do I make myself clear you drunk bastard?"