The Eulogy clan would be camping not far fromthe entrance to the "It's a small world after all" boat ride, the Apathy
clan was led to Frontierland, the Disdain clan was stationed at Cinderella's Castle,
and the Sardonia clan was camped at Disney Mania, one of the main show stages.
The first task for the clans of grumpy goths was finding sustenance. While this may
have seemed like an easy task, in truth it was anything but. The Eulogy clan was having
difficulty finding food that wasn't pink. Deadbolt especially was angstful about pastel meals
and preferred to gnaw on screws. Lord Scrofula eventually found an ice cream vendor
who had some RED popsicles and distributed them to his argumentative clanmates as he
greedily sank his fangs into his own.
The Sardonia clan approached a nearby food stand, but Raiyn and Gothicknight were
afraid to get close to the counter as the counter people insisted on smiling. Doomboy
braved the friendly grins and came back with several corndogs shaped like Mickey
heads. "Next time get your own food, you weepy mopheads." growled Doomboy.
The Disdaine Clan at first scrounged for scraps at a restaurant outside Cinderella's Castle.
Angry Kitty screamed "You guys suck! &*#??! babies! It's just a restaurant! What idiots!
My gawd!" and stomped inside. "Your god won't help you now!" snarled Hellmuncher
through a mouthful of stale waffle fries. Blackhole rolled his eyes and went to sulk in
the shadows.
Ankh...whatever her name is, found her clan some mickey head shaped burgers and
fries. Velvetwhore complained about red meat making her swell up and pop her
corset, but she ate anyway.
By the evening, the goths were more calm. The descending darkness was like a
protective blanket against the happy pink and blue lights, and frolicking Disney
characters. Raiyn read her poetry aloud. Lord Scrofula left his clan to "satiate his
thirst and walk amongst the night's children". Doomboy searched for something to
set on fire. Blackhole decided to carve a Mickey head into his forearm with some
razorblades he had smuggled in his lunchbox. Hellmuncher said his prayers to Lucifer.
Dj Rancor continued to hug his Front 242 box set while Ankh.....blahblahblah droned
on about her past life as a cat.
The first day was over, but it was only the beginning.