All we wanna do is eat your brains.

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Who: Dead people and other interested parties.
What: The best club in the world
When: The night of Friday the 13th
Where: Random club room
Warning: Ghosts are assholes and zombies are zombies.



How convenient that so shortly after Blacky's announcement about an upcoming club for the undead, a certain date would be coming up. Friday the Thirteenth may have been a little cliche and even cheesy to set the first meeting on, but Blacky didn't really care. She was going to make it as over-the-top as possible: at night, on a superstitious date, with no light but a few eerily flickering candles along the walls. Too bad the Haunted Dorm wasn't free.

She didn't even care if any of the other prospective members appreciated her mood-setting. But if anyone alive bothered to come knocking, maybe the atmosphere would get to them and make them easier targets.

Candles aside, the room was bare except for a small circle of fold-up chairs in the centre. Should she have brought refreshments? Was her mind still stuck in the thought patterns of the living? Whatever. She planned to have some suggestions going by the end of the night.

She took a seat while waiting for everyone else to arrive; she decided her usual ladylike way of crossing her ankles was much less comfortable for her than resting one foot on the opposite knee, resting her arm on the back of the chair. Maybe getting to do something like this was giving her confidence she didn't know she needed. She had been feeling pretty damn good since the night of the fireworks. Hopefully everyone else was, too.

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GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE/EAVESDROP/WHATEVER

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Even those Blacky did not e-mail the info to might notice the sign outside the room...

INTRODUCTIONS.

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"Alright, I know some of us are most likely familiar with one another already, we may as well have introductions. No silly rhyming games, no having to memorize three facts about eachother, just a simple name will do. Along with anything else you may want to add.

"I'm Blacky, and as I am a teacher here I should hope you already know me."

NASTY PLOTS

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"Now to business."

Blacky steepled her fingers in front of her chin, glancing at each of the people seated before her. This was a little irresponsible to suggest, but it's not like she was going to get fired.

"I know many of you are fond of skipping out on classes or anything else you might find boring. There's no required attendance here, but list some things we could do that you would tag along for." She spread her hands with a grin. "School rules need not apply here. It would be rather boring if we all congregated without any mischief.

"But since I aaam a teacher, I suppose I'll have to pretend to follow the rules and suggest something simple like hosting a story-telling bonfire sometime this fall."