Monsters in the Closet

[[[It feels weird.....I ahve no clue wheter I should make my character scream out BANAHNAHNAHNAH! or just watch.]]

((DO IT! It fits my character's hyperness xD))

B noticed everybody was doing something. Something weird. "BA-NAHNAHNAHNAHNER!"

"Seal!" Michelle grinned, finding someone who wasn't a complete stranger. She ran up in a slow-motion dramatic way, before maneuvering into a glomp attack. "Seal, how are those Monsters and Rockstars going for you!?" She pulled out a Pepsi Max and shook it mischievously, sipping on it. "It's my first one today... I drink two a day by my own don't-want-to-get-more-cavities-or-more-teeth-stain standards; that makes fourteen a week. Because seven times two equals fourteen." She suddenly stuck out her tongue. "Ew... I hate math."

Seal nodded. "Me too!" She spotted a pile of math books. "LET'S BURN EM!"

Michelle was filled with joy. "Oh, yesssnesss! I call Integers!" She stepped outside to the fire pits. She carried a lighter, a box of graham crackers, a few Hershey's Milk Chocolate Bars, a bag white Marshmellows, and numerous roasting sticks.

Seal padded outside with hot dogs, buns, and numerous things to put in hot dogs.

[[Wow.............I see not a point of mi being here if you two are gonna do hot dogs. I'll come back when theres no meat. XD]]

Michelle through Algebra down as a starter, lighting it into a fire. "I'll be right back, Seal, I have to grab the cooler. Lemme guess what you want--- Monsters and Rockstars? Ever had Mountain Dew or Red Bull?"


[Ah, are you a vegetarian/vegan? Sorry then- but don't worry, why don't you ask someone on the chatbox to come RP? There are certainly enough people. xD]

[[Vegetarian. Someone just called me a fake over text.....)': I'm getting sick of it.]]

[I understand. I had a vegetarian friend at one time. I personally don't understand why the heck people would care about how someone eats. It's none of their business. I can't hold vegetables down unless their artificially tampered, beit brussel sprouts, broccoli, even stuff that's yummy to everyone like celery and corn... I'll throw up immediately. I love corn... I just can't eat it well. People who know me know those things, and they don't really make a big deal out of it or make fun of me. Because they know that would be very dangerous.]

[color=olive]Mea crept into TWIG silent as the dead, watching all these wackos with much amusement.[/color]

"HEY YOU." Michelle called out, waving to a completely random person that crept about. She seemed very unaware, but she was ALWAYS aware. You remember that; even if it doesn't seem like it, she KNOWS. "Don't go in yet! Do you like math? If not, want to join our Math Bonfire!?" She pointed to the foods and math books. In the fire was one of the numerous types of Algebra that Michelle couldn't even pronounce.

"Uhh...I don't mind math..and I really don't advocate burning books..But heck, food sounds great!"

"Here! Take Fractions! I can guarantee you that they are 100/100 on the stupid mark." Michelle joked blandly, tossing a packet of fractions. "I'm great at math, even though I hate it." She threw a fraction, decimal, percentage convert packet into the fire with a smirk.

"Hrum" She passed the packet back to Michelle, recalling the events of the book thief to keep up her strength.

Seal laughed in amusement. "Say goodbye, division!" she yelled, chucking it into the fire. "I haven't tried those. Maybe I can add them to the mix that I drink!" she said with a crazy smile.

Michelle rolled her eyes and chuckled about who knows what, she had a really weird past so there were many possibilities. She relentlessly put the packet in the fire and stared at it burning. "Okay, Seal, I'll just give you the most hyper drinks I can find... along with my Pepsi Max, which is the most caffeinated Pepsi out there. So I guess both of us will just have energy drinks. And yes, what would you like, Mea?"

[color=olive]"Do you have lemonade..or like, a wild-berry smoothie?" She knew it was asking for alot, the smoothie, but it was just too tempting![/color]

Izzy settled out her sleeping bag next to Michelle's. She pulled a pack of Oreos and her favorite Naruto manga from her pillowcase. "I'm set."

(OH MY GOSH IT'S MONSTERS IN THE CLOSET. o:)

Foreign stalked up the side of the wall and on to the roof, leaning towards the window with a snicker.

(Epicness!)

I entered Twig, looking around. "Hey, Twiggers! How's it going?" I dragged my extremely heavy suitcase, which had my whole room in it, into the room we were going to be sleeping in. I unpacked my bed and climbed up onto it. "Hurhurhur..." I chuckled.

((Weeellll... I haven't RP'd in the longest time. Here goes nothing. *cracks knuckles*))

Kiri decided, out of her own boredom, she'd see what all of this was about. She rapped on the door twice, then paused just long enough to ponder whether she would regret this before letting herself in.
"It feels weird doing my inner monologue in third person," I mumbled to myself, deciding such narration was awkward.

Michelle got up and grinned. "I may have brought a bunch of energy drinks, but I couldn't forget about the TWIG Smoothie Machine! Wild Berry, right? Be right back. Keep the fire going... I know you're a Book-Lover, so just try to find some bush branches, okay?" Without another word she got up and bounded back inside. At the door, her ears flickered. Her stalker senses tingled, telling her that someone important had just came. She opened it up, walked in and through the front room to a hall to another entrance, and let her gaze drift over the huge, main sleepover-room. By her stuff, she found her beloved Izzy-y. "OH MY FLIPPING ANIMAL CRACKERS IZZZZZZZZZZZY!" She grinned, noting to bring back a smoothie as soon as she told Izzy about the math bonfire. First of all, she glomped the bestie. "Welcome! Ooh, and you brought Naruto and Oreos!" She squealed.

I heard someone at the door, and someone screaming 'IZZZZZZZZZZZY!'. It sounded like Squeecky. I got off my bed and walked to the door to open it for the newcomer. "Kiri!" I screamed. "I love your smilies!" I then let her in. "How are you doing this fine evening?" I asked formally, suppressing a giggle.