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Post by Birdy on Oct 31, 2014 18:18:41 GMT -5
As you walk along the path toward Birdy's haunt, you wonder what sort of treats she'll have this year. Last year's were... rather lackluster, but you decide not to think about that. Instead you think of what wonderful chocolatey goodness she'll have this year, and-- Oh. Oh, dear. That doesn't look good. Not good at all... As you finally reach Birdy's tree, you can now see that it's nearly-bare branches are completely covered in toilet paper, and has it wrapped like a ribbon around it's trunk as well. It appears someone had some fun recently... Upon reaching the trunk, you find a small sign tacked to it. Leaning forward, you read it. Out exacting my revenge. If you're looking for candy, try here: Underneath the note, you find a simple set of directions. After a quick memorization, you decide to try them. What harm could it cause? After one last brief glance at the toilet paper wafting in the breeze, you leave to find this place Birdy suggested. ~~~~ You finally arrive, and glance at your surroundings. You hear voices coming from inside, and strain to hear them as you stand outside the door, wondering whether to not to knock. "You don't know where the ginger candy went, do you?" "Nooooooo..." comes a young man's voice, in a drawn-out reply. "...The longer the no, the more likely it is I think you're lying, you know." "Okay. 'No'." "...Still not convinced." ...If candy is going missing, perhaps it's best to knock now rather than later. You knock on the door and wait. "I'll get it!" The voice of the young man again, accompanied by the sound of a something scraping the floor and running footsteps. The door swings open and you find yourself looking at a grinning, green-eyed blond-haired boy. "Hi!" he says cheerfully. "Are you here for some candy?" "That, or they're selling magazines," comes the sardonic reply. You glance towards the voice and see a black-haired woman, her hair pulled back into a ponytail, standing behind a kitchen counter. "You said that's what this night was about," the boy said defensively, turning to face the woman. "Going from door-to-door, asking for candy..." he glances past you, out the door. "Don't even think about it," the woman warns, wagging a wooden spoon. (With a quick sniff of the air, you determine she must be making some sort of goodie to give out.) "Theo already bailed to go harass Bardsley, and I am not going to deal with all these people on my own." She pauses, as if only now remembering you're standing right there, and glances over at you. "...No offense," she adds, then quickly turns back to her confectionery exploits, leaving the young man to greet people further. "I'm Arthur," he introduces himself after turning back to face you. "And the sourpuss behind the counter would be Ms. Hermia Smith. So, can we get you anything?" he asks. "We have some candy, and I think Ms. Smith is making something out of rice that's crisp and marshmallows?" He shakes his head. "She hasn't let me try any of it yet - something about me being too hyper-active - but I bet it's really good." So? What'll it be? Candy? Or perhaps some freshly-made confectionery goodness? Or something else altogether? The choice is yours... ((Note: Birdy has stuff going on all day tomorrow, and no time this evening (hence the hasty post), and so will not be able to reply to anything until after 6:30-7pm tomorrow night (November 1st). So, any replies from her will have to wait until then. Assuming the ToT board is still up then, that is. >.>; )) |
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Post by Coaster on Oct 31, 2014 18:48:13 GMT -5
Coaster resists the urge to squawk in terror, as his mask seems to recoil in protest at one of the house's occupants.
Dismissing that weirdness as some sort of character history, though, he greets the occupants warmly and accepts Arthur's offer of candy.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 31, 2014 19:06:34 GMT -5
A figure walks up to the door, wearing their dark cloak and scythe ensemble, bearing a striking resemblance to the Grim Reaper. Of course, in the proper lighting, one could see past the dark shroud to see a female face behind it, but regardless, that is their costume.
They walk up to the door and patiently wait for the chatter to end. Seemed to be a strange house indeed. They look at the people in front of them.
"Why yes," they said. "I would like some nourishment, if you'd be so kind to provide it... Perhaps you can surprise me."
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Post by Lizica on Oct 31, 2014 19:17:08 GMT -5
Lizica wipes a few stray pumpkin seeds off her cape's shoulder as she curiously peers inside the house. "I'd love a marshmallow treat--that sounds delicious, thank you." She pauses. "Unless you do actually have ginger candy. I always used to think it was kind of too strong for me, but I keep hearing from people that it's really good, so if you have any, I'd love to maybe try it again instead."
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Post by ♥ Azzie on Oct 31, 2014 19:53:29 GMT -5
Azzie trots up to the door, completely covered in leaves. She grins brightly when the door opens.
"Hi there! Uh... Can I stop in for a bit? It's cold out there!"
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Post by Mostly Harmless (flufflepuff) on Oct 31, 2014 22:44:27 GMT -5
"HIKE HIKE HIKE!" squeaks a call in the distance, followed by the pattering of many running paws on leaves. A woman in a parka listens carefully, then "hmm"s with especial "hmm"-ness.
...."Do you have any dog treats? They've been running for quite a while," Cassie says, pointing to her exhausted but happy team.
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Post by Liou on Nov 1, 2014 10:35:22 GMT -5
The tentacular catgirl, her sparkly purple tuxedo soaked with water and probably covered in various things from the other houses by now, skips up to the house. A bit of toilet paper trails behind her as it got tangled in her tentacles when she tried Birdy's tree.
Upon seeing Arthur, she immediately squeals, reaches somewhere with her tentacles and reels a reluctant-looking person to the doorstep. She throws the person straight at Arthur; the person, a skinny blonde tightly wrapped in a cloak, barely catches their balance.
"Hi Birdy's slav- I mean, victi- I mean, characters! Ta-daaa, I brought you a Laurie! He didn't like his costume, for some reason. Pfft."
Laurie rolls his eyes and pulls the cloak tigher around himself, shuffling his feet - which are clad in high-heeled shoes and stockings. He wipes glitter from the side of his face.
"Hi, Arthur," he mumbled, "you got dragged along too?"
"Anyway," the catgirl continues, "if you're giving out treats, I would love some please! All my candy has mysteriously gone missing!" She gives a pitiful whine and sad kitty eyes.
Laurie opens his cloak just a tad to show Arthur his apron, which seems to have particularly full pockets. He gives Arthur a tiny wink.
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Post by Birdy on Nov 1, 2014 23:11:47 GMT -5
Coaster resists the urge to squawk in terror, as his mask seems to recoil in protest at one of the house's occupants. Dismissing that weirdness as some sort of character history, though, he greets the occupants warmly and accepts Arthur's offer of candy. The woman returned the greeting with a vague wave, seeming to busy herself even further with the treats upon seeing the mask. Odd. Ah, well; no time to ponder that now. Candy awaits! Arthur cheerfully grabs the large bowl of candy on a nearby table and holds it out to the guest, letting them pick what kind(s) they want. A figure walks up to the door, wearing their dark cloak and scythe ensemble, bearing a striking resemblance to the Grim Reaper. Of course, in the proper lighting, one could see past the dark shroud to see a female face behind it, but regardless, that is their costume. They walk up to the door and patiently wait for the chatter to end. Seemed to be a strange house indeed. They look at the people in front of them. "Why yes," they said. "I would like some nourishment, if you'd be so kind to provide it... Perhaps you can surprise me." Arthur freezes upon seeing this guest. Upon hearing their request, however, he seems to pale and slams the door as he whirls and bolts back into the room. "What in 'Woo's name--" you hear the woman's voice - Hermia, was it? - say. Muffled voices - one of them seeming somewhat panicked - can barely be heard. There's an exasperated sigh, then, "For 'Woo's sake, it's just a costume!" "So you say..." comes the unconvinced reply. Another sigh. "Just go hand out more candy, okay?" " No, you hear the boy reply. " You go hand it out, and I'll throw stuff in a bowl and stir it up." "Arthur..." the tone carries a warning. It is quickly followed by a protest of "Ohhhhh no... Don't you look at me like that!" This is followed even quicklier by a near-growl, and you hear footsteps approach, and this time, the woman opens the door. "Sorry about that," she apologises. "Dunno what got into him. Anyway, candy's here" (she briefly holds up a bowl) "and there're some rice crispy treats cooling on the counter, if Arthur doesn't hide them all first." (You glance over her shoulder and see the boy freeze, tray of treats in hands, before s-l-o-w-l-y sliding them back onto the counter and inching away.) "Take your pick, we've got plenty." Lizica wipes a few stray pumpkin seeds off her cape's shoulder as she curiously peers inside the house. "I'd love a marshmallow treat--that sounds delicious, thank you." She pauses. "Unless you do actually have ginger candy. I always used to think it was kind of too strong for me, but I keep hearing from people that it's really good, so if you have any, I'd love to maybe try it again instead." Arthur picks up the tray of treats again, and walks over, nervously trying to avoid the cloaked reaper. "Here you go," he says, holding the tray out of Lizica. And then, after a quick glance around, fishes a small bag of ginger candy out of his pocket and slips it to her underneath the tray, obviously trying not to be seen. (Perhaps the mystery of the missing ginger candy isn't such a mystery after all...) Azzie trots up to the door, completely covered in leaves. She grins brightly when the door opens. "Hi there! Uh... Can I stop in for a bit? It's cold out there!" "Sure!" Arthur grin and steps aside. "Come on in, and make yourself at home." He glances at the rest of those gathered. "That goes for the rest of you, too," he adds, though he casts an uncertain glance at the reaper. "HIKE HIKE HIKE!" squeaks a call in the distance, followed by the pattering of many running paws on leaves. A woman in a parka listens carefully, then "hmm"s with especial "hmm"-ness. ...."Do you have any dog treats? They've been running for quite a while," Cassie says, pointing to her exhausted but happy team. Arthur tilts his head. "...I'm not sure if we do, but I can check!" he smiles brightly, hands the tray of treats off to one of the guests, and disappears behind the counter in search of the treats for the dogs. Upon finding some, he returns and hands them to the woman. "Here you go," he says. The tentacular catgirl, her sparkly purple tuxedo soaked with water and probably covered in various things from the other houses by now, skips up to the house. A bit of toilet paper trails behind her as it got tangled in her tentacles when she tried Birdy's tree. Upon seeing Arthur, she immediately squeals, reaches somewhere with her tentacles and reels a reluctant-looking person to the doorstep. She throws the person straight at Arthur; the person, a skinny blonde tightly wrapped in a cloak, barely catches their balance. "Hi Birdy's slav- I mean, victi- I mean, characters! Ta-daaa, I brought you a Laurie! He didn't like his costume, for some reason. Pfft." Laurie rolls his eyes and pulls the cloak tigher around himself, shuffling his feet - which are clad in high-heeled shoes and stockings. He wipes glitter from the side of his face. "Hi, Arthur," he mumbled, "you got dragged along too?" "Anyway," the catgirl continues, "if you're giving out treats, I would love some please! All my candy has mysteriously gone missing!" She gives a pitiful whine and sad kitty eyes. Laurie opens his cloak just a tad to show Arthur his apron, which seems to have particularly full pockets. He gives Arthur a tiny wink. Arthur starts slightly upon hearing the squeal, but then relaxes upon seeing Laurie. He nods upon hearing his question. "Yeah, he said softly. "I kinda did." Upon seeing Laurie's bulging pockets, he gives a small grin and subtly flashes him a double "thumbs up" of approval. Then turning to the catgirl, says, "I'll see what I can do. We did have a bowl of candy around here somewhere..." |
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 2, 2014 0:05:53 GMT -5
The Reaper merely watched Arthur's... unusual reaction, their hood shrouding any emotion that appeared on their face. They merely listened to the argument inside before being met by Hermia offering them treats. The Reaper carefully brought one hand forward before taking one of the pieces of candy.
"Much appreciated," the Reaper says. The glance at the tray. "Thank you for the offer of the rice treat, but this candy will be satisfactory. Thank you for the nourishment. Perhaps we will meet again, when the time is right."
The Reaper gives a bow to Hermia and Arthur both before walking away from the house.
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