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Post by Gelquie on Oct 31, 2015 1:52:39 GMT -5
As you walk down the street, you can't help but notice odd things lying on the ground, things you wouldn't find on an average sidewalk. Little shells, flowers out of season, tiny marbles... There seems to be an ethereal aspect to them. What's going on? Intrigued, you decide to follow the little things, and they eventually lead you to a small road, going just off the ways into a sparse forest.
You follow it for a ways, and you eventually find yourself at... a really dilapidated house, one that you might think is condemned. But it seems to only look condemned on the outside, for you see slivers of light inside, and some rustling of activity. Plus, there are some odd decorations at the door, some Halloween-themed, some decorated with various knick-knacks instead. Hmm, maybe someone went really far to ensure their house was Halloween-themed? Maybe they'll have treats too. You decide to walk up to the door just to be sure.
As you step closer, you hear a loud, frustrated cry from the inside. It almost sounds like one a child would make, but there's something odd about it, almost... ethereal. You wonder what's up with the being inside. Maybe they're having a bad day, but nothing so bad that they won't still give out treats. Or maybe there really is something wrong and they need help. Only one way to find out, you think, as you knock on the door.
The door opens slightly, but only slightly. You expect someone to peer out, but you can't seem to see anyone. All you can get is a slight glimpse of the inside, with decorations hung up askew everywhere, but not all of them Halloween-related, and... is that a sign that says 'Happy Birthday'?
“Is it you?” the being inside asked, sounding somewhat annoyed. “Are you guys back yet?”
You're confused, and you explain through the door that you're trick-or-treating, and you're hoping that they have treats. Upon hearing this explanation, the being lets out a scoff.
“Of course, of course! It's always about someone else getting treats while I'm just given all these awful Halloween gifts. Just because my birthday happens to fall on Halloween!”
Following the rant, you expect the door to slam in your face, but the being inside seemed to pause, and if you look closely, you can see the door only barely moving, as if they were considering something.
“...But you do want things, don't you... And there are things I don't want...”
After another tense moment, the door swings open... And you recoil slightly as you see the sight of a tentacle moving from the now open doorway. A tentacle that seems attached to what looks like a lavender octopus, but with extra eyes, with three more on eyestalks upon its head. It also seems taller than a normal octopus... Well, relatively tall; the octopus looks fairly small, rather child-sized... And if you look closely, somewhat ethereal.
“Fine, come in,” the octopus beckons you. You do so, and while you do so, you take a better look at your surroundings. It seems to be a somewhat run-down house, but there are brightly-colored decorations everywhere. It seems to be mostly orange and black, as usual, but you can't help but notice different and bright colors of décor hanging over some orange and black pieces. There seems to be no skill or thought behind the additions, making the house look like a total mess. There seems to be plates and silverware set up all around the table, and a Halloween-themed cake with pastel-colored icing slopped over the cake, such as the re-coloring of the witch on the cake into (an attempt at) a clown, and the words “Happy Halloween”, with the word “Halloween” crossed out and replaced with a sloppy and green-colored “BIRTHDAY”.
“See, I was supposed to have a birthday party here,” the octopus grumbled. “And all my friends came, and I told them not to be in Halloween-ish costumes but they did anyway. Because they still wanted to go trick-or-treating, they said. But I didn't! And then they gave me presents and they're all Halloween related and I hate every single one of the 'gifts'. We didn't even get to the part with the cake before they decided they had to go trick-or-treat now or they'll miss it all, just leaving me here. Let me tell you, this is the worst birthday ever.”
The octopus huffed before looking to the trick-or-treaters. “So I'll cut you a deal. I don't want any of these presents. They're too Halloween-y and I hate Halloween, and my friends don't care. So just come up and I'll give you a present. If my friends get upset, well, they upset me too, so we're even. Though... I'd like it if I got something back, anything that isn't Halloween-related. Maybe I'd give you a 'nicer' one of my presents in return for something like that. But... It's fine if you just take something, I just want this gone.”
You stand there in the haphazard house, pondering what to do next, and what kind of presents they have to give...
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Post by Celestial on Oct 31, 2015 11:55:16 GMT -5
*strides in* Oh, dang, I'm sorry, octopus-bro but I was an octopus last house and I can't really repeat a form. Well, I can, I have done that, but you know, it isn't exactly fun and I will be accused of being uncreative. That's an accusation for my writer, ain't that right, Cele?
*coughs* Where was I? Oh, yeah, happy birthdaychristmashannukahween, whatever. You're my kind of people, an octopus that's otherwise behaving like a human. I like that, all nice and random. You ever considered becoming a follower? A mainstream one, not part of those crazy cults.
But hey, I'll be a good guy. *turns into a jolly man with a red nose wearing red and white.* Ho, ho, ho! So, what shall I give you, little octopus? How about a dice? Just for you, it lights up! *pulls out a glowy dice from his hat*
1-6
And in exchange, you'll give me one of your presents as you wish!
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Post by Shinko on Oct 31, 2015 13:51:19 GMT -5
"Oh you poor dear," a cat eared woman in an inky mickey mouse costume remarked. "This would be an awful day to have one's birthday. Have you considered throwing the party not on the actual day of? Might help with the problem of people bailing on you, if nothing else."
She brightened. "But it turns out I can give you something. Hold on a tic-" she reaches into the crimson pockets of the Mickey Mouse trousers, and a moment later comes up with a scrap of paper. "Here we go- doesn't look like much right? But wait." She holds it out, revealing the object to be a sketch of a television set. Tossing it down on the ground, there is a magical poof and the sketch transforms into a real TV! It is currently tuned to a channel that is inexplicably playing Steamboat Willie despite the fact that one would assume most channels would be doing Halloween themed programming.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 31, 2015 17:41:06 GMT -5
*strides in* Oh, dang, I'm sorry, octopus-bro but I was an octopus last house and I can't really repeat a form. Well, I can, I have done that, but you know, it isn't exactly fun and I will be accused of being uncreative. That's an accusation for my writer, ain't that right, Cele? *coughs* Where was I? Oh, yeah, happy birthdaychristmashannukahween, whatever. You're my kind of people, an octopus that's otherwise behaving like a human. I like that, all nice and random. You ever considered becoming a follower? A mainstream one, not part of those crazy cults. But hey, I'll be a good guy. *turns into a jolly man with a red nose wearing red and white.* Ho, ho, ho! So, what shall I give you, little octopus? How about a dice? Just for you, it lights up! *pulls out a glowy dice from his hat* 1-6And in exchange, you'll give me one of your presents as you wish! The octopus examines the dice before rolling it, watching it land and glow, before chuckling. "Well, it's not a Halloween present. And I needed another dice for board games." He looks up to Ranumgen. "Thanks. I don't know though, me and my family's already in a religion. Dunno much about it though, something about a big octopus thing rising to glory and taking over. It's supposed to be really important. But I can give you one of my presents instead, I guess. Maybe you'll have more fun with it than I will. The octopus reaches into another room and pulls out something at random. They hand to Ranumgen what looks to be a bat toy. "Yeah, just another stupid Halloween toy," the octopus sighs. "All it does is make live bats when you squeeze it, with how many depending on how many bats you're thinking of. Supposed to swarm houses with it as pranks, I guess. I dunno, just take it." You got the bat summoning bat toy!"Oh you poor dear," a cat eared woman in an inky mickey mouse costume remarked. "This would be an awful day to have one's birthday. Have you considered throwing the party not on the actual day of? Might help with the problem of people bailing on you, if nothing else." She brightened. "But it turns out I can give you something. Hold on a tic-" she reaches into the crimson pockets of the Mickey Mouse trousers, and a moment later comes up with a scrap of paper. "Here we go- doesn't look like much right? But wait." She holds it out, revealing the object to be a sketch of a television set. Tossing it down on the ground, there is a magical poof and the sketch transforms into a real TV! It is currently tuned to a channel that is inexplicably playing Steamboat Willie despite the fact that one would assume most channels would be doing Halloween themed programming. "Hmm, I didn't think about that," the octopus said. "Maybe it would've helped... I dunno, it just doesn't feel the same to not have on my birthday, but then all, all my birthdays are like this. ...Just not so bad as to show me what my friends are really like." They sigh. "Thanks for listening. Maybe I'll try that next year... Maybe with different friends." As they watched the present go to work, the octopus' eyes went wide. "Woah, that's... that's actually really cool! And it's not Halloween-y!" For the first time, the octopus seems to smile... One that just looks creepy on this octopus, but they don't seem to care. "Thank you. I'll have to give you something extra-special for this! ...Though hmm, none of my presents are really extra-special..." They thought for a moment before reaching back and feeling around for a present. Eventually, they pull out a witch's hat. "Sorry I don't have a better present. It's just a dumb hat that lets you fly on a broom if you put it on, just like a real witch. Problem is it doesn't do anything about splinters. And you'd have to find a broom first, though any broom works." They sigh and hand it to you. "Dunno, the one who gave this to me seemed super excited about it. Maybe you'll have more fun with it than I would. I don't like flying." You got the witch hat of (splintery) flight! |
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Post by Liou on Oct 31, 2015 18:47:44 GMT -5
A thin, willowy person saunters into the house like a breeze. Their loose, oversized white shirt bares their throat and collarbones without a care for the temperature, while a pair of leather pants hugs their long legs closely. Their curious honey-brown eyes and their pale fingers trail over all the items they pass in the house.
They crouch near the octopus, resting their arms on their knees. "That does sound like a sad lot," they say with a smile that makes their eyes crinkle, but lacks some kind of warmth. "I'm not wearing a Halloween costume, so I do hope I won't look too scary for you."
"So you would like presents?" They gently slide a few long, cold fingers under one of the octopus's arms, as if holding an ailing person's hand. "My being here is probably one of the nicest things that will happen to you in a while, dearest. I would count that as a present if I had the same honour. But I can think of something you might like even better... You see, I love to take care of people." Their smile becomes cheekier, more innocent. "How would the skulls of your enemies sound, for a birthday present?"
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Post by Sporty on Oct 31, 2015 22:42:16 GMT -5
The forumer-turned-shadowkyne's ears droop at the octopus kid's explanation, and she attempts to cheer them up only to remember that she still can't speak properly in this form. Instead, the creature puts on a comforting smile and reaches into her candy bag for --
Wait, no. Trick-or-treat candy is probably too Halloween-y of an item to help here. But Sporty didn't bring anything else with her, and she wants to do something more than take one of this poor kid's unwanted presents. After giving the situation a few moments' thought, she decides to try and give the octopus a sort of interesting show instead.
Setting her treat bag down, she takes a step back and tries to will light and color into her black hide and pale eyes. It's a strange and precise method that shadowkyne use for their camouflaging, but they melt into their surroundings so well and naturally that it must be at least somewhat instinctual and --
Aaand she's bright orange now. The shadowkyne snorts and tries again, letting most of the color bleed gently away and replacing it with the colors of the various trinkets on the wall behind her, except that she almost completely fails at this and ends up with a haphazard checkerboard of garish colors instead. A third attempt merely causes the patterns to shift through various bright colors. She snorts again -- how does Kree make it look so easy? -- and offers the octokid a sheepish grin, hoping that the impromptu color party has still managed to amuse them somewhat.
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Post by ♥ Azzie on Nov 1, 2015 0:09:54 GMT -5
A young faerie in a unicorn hoodie pokes in. "Oh my goodness, I understand. D: My mom's birthday is close to Christmas. I don't have much, but... I do have this glitter!" She pulls out a little glass bottle of opalescent glitter, the kind that, in an alternate universe, a human might have sprinkled all over her hoodie to make it look prettier. "You can have it if you want it!"
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 1, 2015 0:44:06 GMT -5
A thin, willowy person saunters into the house like a breeze. Their loose, oversized white shirt bares their throat and collarbones without a care for the temperature, while a pair of leather pants hugs their long legs closely. Their curious honey-brown eyes and their pale fingers trail over all the items they pass in the house. They crouch near the octopus, resting their arms on their knees. "That does sound like a sad lot," they say with a smile that makes their eyes crinkle, but lacks some kind of warmth. "I'm not wearing a Halloween costume, so I do hope I won't look too scary for you." "So you would like presents?" They gently slide a few long, cold fingers under one of the octopus's arms, as if holding an ailing person's hand. "My being here is probably one of the nicest things that will happen to you in a while, dearest. I would count that as a present if I had the same honour. But I can think of something you might like even better... You see, I love to take care of people." Their smile becomes cheekier, more innocent. "How would the skulls of your enemies sound, for a birthday present?" The octopus seems to take a moment to ponder your offer, an uncertain look on their face. "Hmm... Some of them don't even have skulls... I don't think, I don't know about some of them. But... They're really rude, but I don't know if I want them to die for it. ...But if you could do something back at them, like pranking them or something, that'd be really cool." They smile slightly at the thought as they reach behind them for a present. They end up pulling out a pair of gloves. They look rubbery and... monstrous. A piece of a costume, you assume. "This one kid left me these gloves. Even though I have tentacles and not hands. I mean, I could make it work, but it's kind of a dumb present. All they do is make everything you do with your hands stronger. Just kind of weird for me. Here, you can have them; bet they'd help you if you need to beat anyone up." You got the costume monster gloves of strength!The forumer-turned-shadowkyne's ears droop at the octopus kid's explanation, and she attempts to cheer them up only to remember that she still can't speak properly in this form. Instead, the creature puts on a comforting smile and reaches into her candy bag for -- Wait, no. Trick-or-treat candy is probably too Halloween-y of an item to help here. But Sporty didn't bring anything else with her, and she wants to do something more than take one of this poor kid's unwanted presents. After giving the situation a few moments' thought, she decides to try and give the octopus a sort of interesting show instead. Setting her treat bag down, she takes a step back and tries to will light and color into her black hide and pale eyes. It's a strange and precise method that shadowkyne use for their camouflaging, but they melt into their surroundings so well and naturally that it must be at least somewhat instinctual and -- Aaand she's bright orange now. The shadowkyne snorts and tries again, letting most of the color bleed gently away and replacing it with the colors of the various trinkets on the wall behind her, except that she almost completely fails at this and ends up with a haphazard checkerboard of garish colors instead. A third attempt merely causes the patterns to shift through various bright colors. She snorts again -- how does Kree make it look so easy? -- and offers the octokid a sheepish grin, hoping that the impromptu color party has still managed to amuse them somewhat. Indeed, the color show caught their attention, and they stare in awe... Though mostly at the shadowkyne's continual failures than the color show itself. "Heh, it's a good try," the octopus assured her. "One of my friends is really good at it and could help you... But I guess they're not really a good friend anyway; they're one of the people who ran off. So she may not want to help you either." They sigh. "Thanks for trying, though; it was fun to watch. Here: You can have her present." The octopus reaches behind them and feels around before pulling out a gift. It appears to be a monster mask; you wonder if it's the same monster as the gloves, but taking a look you can't see the similarities. It's a really ugly looking monster, but also a really scary looking one, one you're sure would be really convincing if you were to wear-- Did it just wink?"It's just a typical monster mask," the octopus says with a sigh. "One you can put on and pretend to be a monster and actually be convincing because it actually does convince everyone that you're exactly the monster it is. Dunno why; maybe it's a spirit thing itself or alive and just likes to play pranks, or maybe it's just some dumb enchantment. Either way, keep it." They give it to you. You got the monstrous mask of monstrosity!A young faerie in a unicorn hoodie pokes in. "Oh my goodness, I understand. D: My mom's birthday is close to Christmas. I don't have much, but... I do have this glitter!" She pulls out a little glass bottle of opalescent glitter, the kind that, in an alternate universe, a human might have sprinkled all over her hoodie to make it look prettier. "You can have it if you want it!" The octopus accepts the glitter, looking it over. "Hmm, well, it's not Halloween-y. Maybe I can use it to make my future birthday parties better. Or if I decide to draw anything. Thanks." They reach back and pull out a present. "Oh, this," the octopus says with a sigh, staring at the white sheet with two holes in it. "One of them wanted me to go out as a ghost. I told them I didn't want to go out at all, but they told me to keep it. But I don't want it. Here." They hand it to you. "For you if you ever want to dress up as a ghost. Or go through a bunch of walls, I guess, it'll let you go through about 3 walls per 2 minutes. Won't let you go more than that, though." You got the ghost sheet of semi-incorporeality! |
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Post by Thorn on Nov 1, 2015 5:38:17 GMT -5
The woman dressed as a yacht shrugs, and reaches into the pocket at the bow of her costume.
"I have some stickers? You can put them on pretty much anything. That's it though, unless you want some blue jelly beans. I hate those and they'll just go all melty in this bag otherwise."
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Post by Celestial on Nov 1, 2015 15:24:38 GMT -5
The octopus examines the dice before rolling it, watching it land and glow, before chuckling. "Well, it's not a Halloween present. And I needed another dice for board games." He looks up to Ranumgen. "Thanks. I don't know though, me and my family's already in a religion. Dunno much about it though, something about a big octopus thing rising to glory and taking over. It's supposed to be really important. But I can give you one of my presents instead, I guess. Maybe you'll have more fun with it than I will. The octopus reaches into another room and pulls out something at random. They hand to Ranumgen what looks to be a bat toy. "Yeah, just another stupid Halloween toy," the octopus sighs. "All it does is make live bats when you squeeze it, with how many depending on how many bats you're thinking of. Supposed to swarm houses with it as pranks, I guess. I dunno, just take it." You got the bat summoning bat toy!Oh yeah, I know who you worship. Cool guy, we play poker every last Friday of the month, it's always fun to watch him lose. I don't think he's realised that I'm the god of random luck and chance and he's playing me at my own game, but I did introduce myself as the shapeshifter god so I think he believes that's what I am? Whatever, I usually give him back his winnings at the end of the night anyway, or at least a portion of them, depends on my mood. But hey, thanks for the present. =D I mean, I can usually summon up swarms of bats but *squeezes* Nice, these are pipistrelles! I can only usually summon greater flying foxes! Thanks, octopus-dude, I owe you one! *turns into a bat and flies off with the swarm* |
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Post by Liou on Nov 1, 2015 15:35:01 GMT -5
The octopus seems to take a moment to ponder your offer, an uncertain look on their face. "Hmm... Some of them don't even have skulls... I don't think, I don't know about some of them. But... They're really rude, but I don't know if I want them to die for it. ...But if you could do something back at them, like pranking them or something, that'd be really cool." They smile slightly at the thought as they reach behind them for a present. They end up pulling out a pair of gloves. They look rubbery and... monstrous. A piece of a costume, you assume. "This one kid left me these gloves. Even though I have tentacles and not hands. I mean, I could make it work, but it's kind of a dumb present. All they do is make everything you do with your hands stronger. Just kind of weird for me. Here, you can have them; bet they'd help you if you need to beat anyone up." You got the costume monster gloves of strength!Pale fingertips close gingerly around the gloves and lift them. The person inspects every inch of the accessories, before sliding their thin hands inside, which contrast comically with the monstrosity of the gloves. They flex their fingers experimentally, admire the claws, curl their hands into fists. They bare their teeth in a grin and mime choking someone, before shoving one fist abruptly towards the octopus, stopping inches from the host's face. The grin melts back into a gentle smile as they pull off a glove and reach for one of the octopus's arms, for a handshake of some sort. "Quite satisfactory. That's a deal right there. Wait and watch, as people learn to respect you. They won't dare bother you again. Oh, and you should keep these. They match the decor." The person produces a bunch of knick-knacks from somewhere - a sleeve? a hidden pocket? their hair? - and leaves them in a neat pile on the corner of the nearest table. Those knick-knacks aren't cheap, or Halloween decorations, and they do seem remarkably similar to some of the octopus's possessions. How odd. Before leaving, the person turns back to the octopus and raises one hand, still monstrously gloved. They wave a few clawed fingers at the octopus, winking. "See you soon." |
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 1, 2015 16:22:57 GMT -5
The woman dressed as a yacht shrugs, and reaches into the pocket at the bow of her costume. "I have some stickers? You can put them on pretty much anything. That's it though, unless you want some blue jelly beans. I hate those and they'll just go all melty in this bag otherwise." The octopus accepts the stickers and looks over them. "Hmm, I guess it's something. I can figure out something with it. And I guess you can leave the jelly beans here if you want, but they're not really my favorite either. You should still try to give them to someone; don't want stuff to go to waste." They set the stickers down at the table in front of them. "Anyway, thanks. Here, let me get you yours..." The octopus reaches behind them feeling around before bringing out a present... and cringing. "Uuuuugh, I forgot about this one." They hand what seems to be a brain-in-a-jar over to you (contained, of course; no risk of fluid spilling)... And as soon as you touch it, you get a barrage of a voice in your head. "Oh hey, are you my new friend? I like new friends. Maybe you'll take me some place? This place is good but I don't think the octopus likes me very much. But it's okay because they seem sad. Hey, you know what you should do? Tell them to split some of the cake! Have a new party with their new friend, you. I'm sure the octopus wouldn't mind. While you're at it, maybe you should check out some of the other new presents given to him by the more humanoid people, I'm sure they wouldn't mind that either. Hey, do you like singing? I like singing. 'The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round...'""I'm going to punch the 'friend' that gave that to me," the octopus mumbled. "Ever since I got that brain-in-a-jar, it won't stop talking to me and giving me bad advice and singing. Not that it's a terrible singer, but it gets really old really fast. Thankfully, it only does that if it's on your person or you're holding it, but only you can hear it. I finally had to bury it deep with the others, but I guess I dug it out. I won't blame you if you don't want it. I don't either." You got the Brain in a Jar! ...Unfortunately. Oh yeah, I know who you worship. Cool guy, we play poker every last Friday of the month, it's always fun to watch him lose. I don't think he's realised that I'm the god of random luck and chance and he's playing me at my own game, but I did introduce myself as the shapeshifter god so I think he believes that's what I am? Whatever, I usually give him back his winnings at the end of the night anyway, or at least a portion of them, depends on my mood. But hey, thanks for the present. =D I mean, I can usually summon up swarms of bats but *squeezes* Nice, these are pipistrelles! I can only usually summon greater flying foxes! Thanks, octopus-dude, I owe you one! *turns into a bat and flies off with the swarm* "Oh really?" the octopus mused. "Uh, okay. I guess gods have to have their funtime too. I think you don't want to get him too mad, my parents said, but you seem to be in good shape. Anyway, uh... sure, you're welcome." They hold up a tentacle and wave at the bat parade. Pale fingertips close gingerly around the gloves and lift them. The person inspects every inch of the accessories, before sliding their thin hands inside, which contrast comically with the monstrosity of the gloves. They flex their fingers experimentally, admire the claws, curl their hands into fists. They bare their teeth in a grin and mime choking someone, before shoving one fist abruptly towards the octopus, stopping inches from the host's face. The grin melts back into a gentle smile as they pull off a glove and reach for one of the octopus's arms, for a handshake of some sort. "Quite satisfactory. That's a deal right there. Wait and watch, as people learn to respect you. They won't dare bother you again. Oh, and you should keep these. They match the decor." The person produces a bunch of knick-knacks from somewhere - a sleeve? a hidden pocket? their hair? - and leaves them in a neat pile on the corner of the nearest table. Those knick-knacks aren't cheap, or Halloween decorations, and they do seem remarkably similar to some of the octopus's possessions. How odd. Before leaving, the person turns back to the octopus and raises one hand, still monstrously gloved. They wave a few clawed fingers at the octopus, winking. "See you soon." The octopus flinches and readies their tentacles around Laurtoria, but relaxes when finding that they were only testing the gloves. The octopus eventually composes themself, staring blankly as Laurtoria gives the decor. "Oh, thanks; I appreciate it. And... thanks. I hope you're right about people learning to respect me. Maybe one day, I'll figure out how... One way or another." They wave at Laurtoria. "Bye." |
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Post by Thorn on Nov 1, 2015 17:06:06 GMT -5
"Thank you. Happy...birthday!" It's difficult to think over the yammering of the captive brain, so she puts the jelly beans on the table and turns to leave. Flinches as the brain suddenly raises its voice. "Yes, I like singing," she interrupts, doing her best not to stumble over or into anything in her disorientation. "Let's go back to that. Do you know any other songs?" Many! Oh, but I like this one best...The path back to the front door seems much less straightforward when there's an excitable voice disrupting your thoughts. She doubts the forest will be much better. Hehe I love it, GLQ. xD Thank you! Happy (belated) Halloween. |
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Post by Lizica on Nov 1, 2015 18:59:58 GMT -5
The lady in the grimy, seen-better-days white mage outfit frowns at the Halloween decorations before turning back to the octopus. "I'm sorry about your party-goers--that was super inconsiderate of them," she says. She pauses to dig around in her trick-or-treat bag for something she could give her, but comes up empty, since it's all Halloween candy and Halloween-themed doorknobs. "And sorry I don't have any better gifts to give you, but maybe I can help fix your cake?" she offers, nodding to the messy icing job. "I'm not a very good cook, but I think I could redecorate your cake to be more birthday-oriented, if you like. What are your favorite colors?"
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 1, 2015 20:23:16 GMT -5
"Thank you. Happy...birthday!" It's difficult to think over the yammering of the captive brain, so she puts the jelly beans on the table and turns to leave. Flinches as the brain suddenly raises its voice. "Yes, I like singing," she interrupts, doing her best not to stumble over or into anything in her disorientation. "Let's go back to that. Do you know any other songs?" Many! Oh, but I like this one best...The path back to the front door seems much less straightforward when there's an excitable voice disrupting your thoughts. She doubts the forest will be much better. Hehe I love it, GLQ. xD Thank you! Happy (belated) Halloween. The octopus waves at you, a look of guilt in their eyes as you leave. Heh, that one I really wanted to use at one point. xD Thanks! You too. The lady in the grimy, seen-better-days white mage outfit frowns at the Halloween decorations before turning back to the octopus. "I'm sorry about your party-goers--that was super inconsiderate of them," she says. She pauses to dig around in her trick-or-treat bag for something she could give her, but comes up empty, since it's all Halloween candy and Halloween-themed doorknobs. "And sorry I don't have any better gifts to give you, but maybe I can help fix your cake?" she offers, nodding to the messy icing job. "I'm not a very good cook, but I think I could redecorate your cake to be more birthday-oriented, if you like. What are your favorite colors?" The octopus... would raise an eyebrow if they had any. "You don't like my cake redecorations?" They take a moment to stare at their cake. "...Well, yeah, I'm not very good at it. You're welcome to try; I had to make due with what I had. Thanks. I like blue and a kind of light green and lavender, of course. ...Dunno how well those would go together, those are just a few I like. Dunno if I have icing for any of those either. ...Anyway, you want a present?" They reach into the back and pull out what appears to be a long black cloak. "Ah, not one of the better presents. Though I guess it contrasts your outfit. I'm afraid all this does is look dark and cool... literally. It makes you look like a vampire while you wear it, fangs and all. Not that it gives you vampire powers. You might be able to make a little bit of darkness around yourself, but that's it. Just a gimmicky thing. Here." They hand it to you. You got the Vampiric Cloak of Pseudo-Vampirism!((Special thanks to Ranumgen for providing me with random colors.)) |
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