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Post by Gelquie on Oct 28, 2017 23:26:28 GMT -5
As you walk in to the next house, you see a figure in a dark cloak, huddled up by the window and glaring daggers at the neighboring house; particularly at the pink figure across the street and their... smile.Then they notice you... “Oh, trick or treaters. Good... Good...! I was wondering when you'd arrive. This probably isn't what you're expecting is it? You're probably expecting a supernatural creature I'll have rented this place to. No. This year, I have something much more... personal... in mind.” She points to Killix across the street. “See her? Well, every year, I go to her house expecting a good time and good treats. And every time, she's given me the worst of the worst! Like severed bratz head dolls, or that... that 'candy' apple! And then there was Christmas, my last birthday, and... Valentine's Day. It's nothing but an INSULT!A manic grin grows on Gelquie's face. “And you know? I say it's time to pay her back! I have a series of items I've enchanted to have effects and I have a catapult. I'm going to let you pick an item, or let you give me an item to enchant, and you're going to either bring it to her house in person to prank with, or you can use the catapult to throw it at her house. Either way, we will utterly destroy it! It will be wonderful! And then she will finally feel the weight of the insults she's given me for years, tenfold! “Anyway, let's not waste any time; pick something, give me something, or ask me to give you something, and fire it at her house!”
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Oct 29, 2017 15:39:43 GMT -5
Post by Shinko on Oct 29, 2017 15:39:43 GMT -5
A figure dressed as a small-time bootlegger from an obscure anime smirked a bit as she listened to GLQ's tirade. "I think you need this more than me," she noted, offering the becloaked figure a small brown object from her pocket- it initially seemed to be a butterscotch or a toffee, until the unmistakable whiff of alcohol wafted towards GLQ and the label was turned around to reveal the words "bathtub gin, 70-proof."
"That said," she went on, "I may 'have a gun in my heart' but I think you want stuff a bit more physical getting flung, so I'll need ammo if you wanna see stuff catapulted."
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Oct 29, 2017 18:10:11 GMT -5
Post by Gelquie on Oct 29, 2017 18:10:11 GMT -5
Shinko - Gelquie stares at the bathtub gin candy, looking it over. “Ah, I... I don't normally drink, but this might well come in handy when this is all over, especially if--” they glare towards Killix “ she decides to come over with horrible treats again! So ah, thank you. For now though, I need to keep my mind clear. Revenge must cut sharp, like a knife. ...Or at least be pummeled by a catapult, but effectively.” They then look the candy over, contemplative. “Hmm... I could use this, maybe; I could cast a spell on it, fling her over, and get her too drunk to do anything to me this year, or too drunk to do anything about all the horrors I'll inflict upon her--! ...No. No, she needs to accept the weight of what I'm giving her; get her too drunk and my revenge won't sink in. Hmm...” Then they smirk. “Hmm, maybe I won't need to intoxicate Killix to get my revenge. I can enchant this to work on objects; specifically her entire house! It'll start acting oddly, doing things it shouldn't, sabotaging it from the inside and giving her the headache she deserves! It's perfect!" They hold the candy in their hands and focus intently on it, a glow surrounding it. When they're done, they hand the candy back to Shinko. “Now, go fire or place this at Killix's house, and once it hits, it should take effect. I'll be watching to see what happens. I can't wait.”
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Post by Shinko on Oct 29, 2017 18:55:52 GMT -5
Shinko tilts her head, then nods. "Sure, if you say so. I've never heard of a house getting drunk before, but first time for everything, right?" She heads over to the catapult, setting the small brown gin candy into it. The little thing seems to be shimmering now, with more than just the reflected moonlight. With a cheer of "Here comes the Rail Tracer!" she flings the candy high up into the air and across the street~ ( Killix)
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Oct 29, 2017 23:59:27 GMT -5
Post by Lizica on Oct 29, 2017 23:59:27 GMT -5
Looking rather damp and particularly windswept in her plaid cape, Lizica makes her way up to Gelquie's house and listens to what's going on. She digs in her candy bag and pulls out a packet of instant hot chocolate.
"Maybe it could sort of be like a glitterbomb?" she offers innocently.
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Oct 30, 2017 0:23:21 GMT -5
Post by Gelquie on Oct 30, 2017 0:23:21 GMT -5
Lizica - Gelquie looks over the instant hot chocolate mix. “Hmm, a glitterbomb of sorts. Not a bad idea. Except I know Killix loves chocolate with a deep passion. I just throw the mix at her, she'll be all over it, and that'd be, well... nice of me.” A pause. “Unless... She were offered the hot chocolate mix, but it went away before she could have any! Or... Yes, I've got it! We can do it as you say; a chocolate bomb. Only it'll spread everywhere, and land mostly in places where you should not eat. It'll mix in the dirt on the ground, get itself into any mold, and there it will sit, mocking her, leaving her unable to eat any of it, or if she tries, she'll get a mouthful of whatever nasty thing it clung to, like dirt. It's perfect!” They take the hot chocolate mix and hold it in their hands, intensely focusing on it as the mix glows for some time. Then the glow fades, and they hand the mix back to Lizica. “There we go! So long as the mix breaks open, it should have effect. You can break it open over on her property or you can fire the catapult so that it breaks upon impact. Either way should work as advertised!”
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Oct 30, 2017 12:27:35 GMT -5
Post by Liou on Oct 30, 2017 12:27:35 GMT -5
The eldritch mass of inky glyphs, shaped like a creature that cannot be named, floats in front of the house in a faint blue haze. Slowly, it hovers up to the hooded figure. With a glint of red in its pseudo-eyes, it belches up a new symbol that gains volume and turns into a can. When the can is opened, no snake springs - but a bunch of colourful filaments cascade out. Stringy candy? Fancy flavoured spaghetti? They are hopelessly tangled, so tangled that you cannot ever hope to arrange them into a neat grid, and the glyph creature seems to mock you at the very thought.
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Oct 30, 2017 12:55:15 GMT -5
Post by Celestial on Oct 30, 2017 12:55:15 GMT -5
As expected, while making its rounds, the caravan pulls up outside this particular house too, although it is coming from across the street of this house's rival. The lady in the driver's seat listens, smiling to herself at the ramble that the owner gives. "You have gone quite out of your way for revenge. It is not a healthy obsession...but I am not a doctor, and I will do my best to help you in your war," she drops her voice. "After all, it is fun to play both sides."
Going into her caravan, she returns with a crystal ball. "It is, unfortunately, broken, but I think it will make good ammunition for your catapult. It also has an enchantment upon it to prevent it shattering, which will make it marginally less cruel. After all, you don't actually want to hurt your dear neighbour, do you?" she puts up her hand as if asking the host not to answer that and holds out the crystal ball. "So, what will you do with this, my dear?"
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Oct 30, 2017 18:20:56 GMT -5
Post by Gelquie on Oct 30, 2017 18:20:56 GMT -5
The eldritch mass of inky glyphs, shaped like a creature that cannot be named, floats in front of the house in a faint blue haze. Slowly, it hovers up to the hooded figure. With a glint of red in its pseudo-eyes, it belches up a new symbol that gains volume and turns into a can. When the can is opened, no snake springs - but a bunch of colourful filaments cascade out. Stringy candy? Fancy flavoured spaghetti? They are hopelessly tangled, so tangled that you cannot ever hope to arrange them into a neat grid, and the glyph creature seems to mock you at the very thought. Gelquie looks warily at the eldrich being as they approach. "Wow... I have to admit, all things aside, that is a cool costume--" They flinch as the being's eyes grow red and belch out what turns into a can, which opens and-- "AGH! Wh-what is this?! Is that... that... Okay, I don't know what it is but it's all over me now!" They spend a good minute trying to get it off of themselves. "Augh, it got in my hair, how did it get past my hood! Who are you to bring that, that can that..." They paused, then whirled towards the window... and narrow their eyes. " Killix. I see you're setting up pranks of your own. Well if it's a battle you want, it's a battle you'll get!" Then they blink, taking a closer look at across the street. "...They're just making their own entryway? Doors take time to install, you can be a little upset! This is... just... rude!" They fold their arms and huff. As expected, while making its rounds, the caravan pulls up outside this particular house too, although it is coming from across the street of this house's rival. The lady in the driver's seat listens, smiling to herself at the ramble that the owner gives. "You have gone quite out of your way for revenge. It is not a healthy obsession...but I am not a doctor, and I will do my best to help you in your war," she drops her voice. "After all, it is fun to play both sides." Going into her caravan, she returns with a crystal ball. "It is, unfortunately, broken, but I think it will make good ammunition for your catapult. It also has an enchantment upon it to prevent it shattering, which will make it marginally less cruel. After all, you don't actually want to hurt your dear neighbour, do you?" she puts up her hand as if asking the host not to answer that and holds out the crystal ball. "So, what will you do with this, my dear?" "Tch, you don't know the type of horrors Killix has set upon me. You'll just have to trust me when I say that this is just what she deserves. But I suppose your opinion doesn't matter, if you're going to help anyway. Whaddya got?" They stare at the crystal ball that Celes offers. "Hmm... If only it weren't broken; I could assail her with uncontrollable visions of the future, making her unable to do anything! ...Although hmm, that might be too distracting anyway. Also, I think someone already has that going on. Hmm..." Then they grin. "Ah ha! If it's already enchanted to keep it from breaking, then I could use it to barrage her house! Of course I won't hurt Killix; it's no fun if she's too concussed to take in my revenge. So just fire it at her roof. I'll set an enchantment on it to make it not one indestructible ball firing at her house, but dozens. A rain of them!" They take the crystal ball and stare intensely at it. The ball glows for some time, then fades. Gelquie then hands it back to Celes. "As I said, fire this at her roof. So long as you aim it there, it shouldn't hit Killix. But it will do lots of damage to her house, just as planned!"
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Post by Celestial on Oct 31, 2017 8:06:41 GMT -5
GelquieThe lady nods and takes the crystal ball, heading towards the catapult. "I do wonder how much property damage you are willing to be responsible for, but that is none of my business," she remarks, though she says it quietly enough that Gelquie might not be able to hear. Placing the ball into the centre of the catapult, she winds it up and launches it, watching it arc up into the air and fall on Killix's house. In a flash, it divides and falls on her rooftop like glowing freakish hail, pounding it. The lady winces, looking away from the potential scope of the damage. She returns to Gelquie. "It is done. Your revenge is enacted," she says before smiling. "But revenge is a cycle. It all comes back to you, and when you try to toss it back, it returns again until one breaks the cycle. And since you have not..." The balloons burst all over Gelquie, covering them with glitter. The lady laughs. "Happy Halloween! May your prank war be a satisfying one, no matter whether you win or lose!" Before Gelquie can catch up with her, she runs towards the caravan and flicks the reins of her horse, urging it to go as fast as it could.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 31, 2017 23:47:37 GMT -5
( Celestial) Gelquie sputters at the glitter raining over them, their clothes, the colorful filaments, and segments of the catapult. They prepare themselves to chase after the lady only to find that she had gained ground, and was riding away in the carriage. “Hey!” Gelquie called after. “Revenge is supposed to make us even, she's the one who started it!” A pause. “...And that's a low blow, Killix, putting glitter in a balloon regarding Valentines Day, after what happened then!” They grumble. “That's it, this is going too slow, I need to fire off some ammo of my own! I'll break the cycle for sure, by ensuring my victory!” With that, Gelquie heads back inside quickly. At least the crystal balls seem to be doing their damage; they could take solace in that. For now, she rummaged around the fridge. “Hmm, some of these are going bad; I should use them. Maybe I could make stir fry or-- oh, no, that's a little too far gone...” They smirk. “But not for pranks...” They pull out a cabbage beginning to mold and head back towards the catapult. Holding it in their hands, they begin to chant a spell. “A monsterify should do the trick... Finally, the cabbages will fight back! As soon as it strikes, it'll become a monster that will destroy her house once and for all!” They place the cabbage into the catapult. “Now to fire, and--” Foom!They suddenly found themselves covered in popsicle juice and they cough, memories leaking into them. Ah, one of their clones must have finished with one of the houses, and it seemed as if they got a... disturbing end. Especially... “Augh, is that... Augh, that's awful! And they think I'm petty, I was only paying them back, they're the ones who--” FoomThey found themselves, the catapult, and the cabbage covered in juice again. On top of the filaments and glitter already covering Gelquie, sticking to her like glue. “Augh, at least it's not Killix this time. ...Speaking of...” They smirk at the cabbage. “Well, the terrible smells from that I'm sure will haunt Killix for a long time; why not make her suffer as well while that monster is destroying her house?!” They put their hands on the lever. “All yours, Killix.” And then they fire the cabbage at the house.
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Post by Lizica on Oct 31, 2017 23:55:00 GMT -5
"Oh, interesting!" Lizica pockets the weaponized hot cocoa mix. While Gelquie goes inside for a bit, Lizica hefts a grinning jack-o'-lantern from her candy bag and places it snugly--and innocuously--beside the other pumpkins. Immediately, "A Party in the USA" starts playing at x1.5 speed, and Lizica quickly heads back down the walkway trying not to look back.
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Nov 1, 2017 6:02:28 GMT -5
Post by Thorn on Nov 1, 2017 6:02:28 GMT -5
A zombie holds out the crystal balls with a manic grin. "Here! We could fling these! That would be fantastic." "It does sound like she's been pretty unkind," Thorn murmurs, squinting at the house across the road. "I still think this is a bit much." "Thorn, you're being soft."
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Nov 1, 2017 21:59:52 GMT -5
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 1, 2017 21:59:52 GMT -5
Gelquie was just pondering other ways to load the exploding popsicles into the cannon before they explode (could she just ditch her costume or candy bag in there and throw it? ...No, they wanted both of those things) when they heard squeeing across the street. They look up to see Killix squeeing over the fruits of their labor. Gelquie's labor. Being fruitful for Killix.Gelquie groans. “Oh come on, how is that even possible?! Is the universe conspiring against me?!” They cross their arms. “Maybe I'll... maybe I'll go across the street and... and pick some of those plants before Killix has a chance. That'll teach her. And then I'll have more chocolate to binge on. Maybe I'll even arrange them into a leftover container of--” They didn't get to finish their sentence before “Party in the USA” started blasting at 1.5x speed. They blink; they know that song... That's right, that was it, but why... Killix! It must be, after sending another one of her goons! Gelquie looks around rapidly, trying to spot the perpetrator, or at least the source of the noise. The direction the noise came from was easy to pinpoint, but not so much the perpetrator. “Ugh, whoever one of you did that, that's... It's Killix we need to get revenge on!” They storm towards the direction of the noise. They weren't opposed to music, but this was not quite the appropriate music for exacting REVENGE upon Killix! ...Hmm what was good music to play for exacting revenge upon Killix...? While they were pondering that, they noticed that their cabbages had taken effect! Finally, revenge for them and revenge for the cabbages! A two-for-one deal! Seems like the cabbages had hit the pumpkins, and caused them to come to life... Which Killix found adorable. Naturally, they were pretty adorable. But the smile would be wiped from her face once the pumpkins would ransack their house and tear it to the ground--! Ooooor they'd just run off. “Wait, no, come back!” Gelquie shouted, briefly rushing after them. “You were... supposed to... YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DESTROY HER!” A pause. “Her house. Not her. I'm not a monster. BUT SHE DESERVES TO HAVE HER HOUSE DESTROYED!” They storm back to their catapult, but then pause when they see a zombie ( Thorn) in front of them, handing over... “A-are those my crystal balls?” They blink, perplexed. Then they flinch when they find that gesture returned in their reflection in the crystal balls... And then they morph, into one of pure shock, and contemplation... “I... won't pretend to know what that means, that could mean anything,” they murmur to themselves. “You must've gotten them from Killix's property; just like her to try to turn a prank around on me. But at least you're loyal; maybe you're right, maybe we can use them again. We can just... just...” They wave a hand. “Just catapult them at her house again until it falls, I don't know, what even works on her? I had so many good things, so many clever revenges. Why can't they just go as planned, or why can't she just...” She turns towards Killix's house. “Just... be... MAD ALREADY?! You aren't supposed to be happy about all of this!” They gesture to the zombie. “Here, let's load the catapults again; if she wants to keep giving us ammo, she can keep giving us ammo. We can take her house down by attrition just as well.” They shout across the street. “I'll win this one, Killix, I SWEAR I WILL!” ((Probably going to be closing this one; keep an eye on the threads for a potential conclusion!))
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