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Post by Moni on Oct 25, 2019 17:21:03 GMT -5
Ah, suburbia. Isn't it nice walking through here on Halloween? The moon is in the sky, as it usually is, and so are the one or two stars you can see. Lawns are nice and mowed, landscapes are colorful with autumn leaves, and most notably, everyone has decided to litter them all with their favorite childhood characters in Halloween costumes. Sometimes you see an original creepy witch-scarecrow, but for the most part it's ghost Mickey Mouses and Zombie T-i-double-g-ers.
Also, the houses are very spaced out, so you actually have to walk quite a distance, and those gym days you skipped? They're catching up on you.
You come up to the next house, out of breath. Near the mailbox sits a pumpkin that you're pretty sure was actually carved out by a two-year-old. As you make the trek up the driveway and to the door, nothing out of the ordinary happens, really. On the front door hangs a sign written in colorful crayon: "Ring the bell and say 'trick or treat!'"
It's just another house, ready to give you some candy.*
*moninote: i promise there's something going on here
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Post by downrightdude on Oct 26, 2019 23:27:29 GMT -5
Dressed as a beautiful Mermaid Princess, Snaw approaches the door and enthusiastically rings the doorbell. "Trick and treat! Give me thy candy or I'll throw things at you!"
Snaw eagerly begins to dance, hoping to shower whoever lives inside with a magical "Pichi Pichi Voice Live Start!" before breaking in to steal any valuables.
Yes, this unsuspecting visit shall not see Snaw coming or hear Snaw's evil laughter!
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Post by June Scarlet on Oct 27, 2019 20:53:39 GMT -5
A girl in a green dress skips towards the house, singing under her breath, "The window is open, so that's door, I didn't know they did that anymore."
She reaches the house, rings the doorbell, and says, "Trick or Treat!"
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 27, 2019 20:54:30 GMT -5
The surprisingly corporeal yet formless ghost of Gelquie from years ago when they were a different person solemnly walks up to the door. It had been a long while since they had gone trick-or-treating proper. They honestly felt like they had outgrown it, but then they had nothing interesting going on and nothing better to do.
After taking a moment to catch their breath, the corporeal-but-formless-ghost-of-former-Gelquie knocks on the door. Traditional it is, they supposed, though they may as well do something different besides ring a bell, just in case anything different would happen (which they doubted). "Trick or treat!" they called.
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Post by Moni on Oct 27, 2019 23:49:31 GMT -5
downrightdudeA child opens the door. She is dressed in an overlarge suit, and her tiny feet pop out of her mother's glittery high heels whenever she walks. You wonder if there's an adult supervising her. Well, at least the Halloween decorations are. Behind her is a podium with a pumpkin-shaped container of candy "supervised" by a severed head. Oh, you think, that's a realistic prop, you wonder where they got it fro-- Wait, wait, wait, did its eyes just move? "Hello, princess," the child says with a straight face. "Do you like chocolatey candy, sweet candy, sour candy, or salty candy?" June ScarletThe child who opens the door is immediately entranced, though she tries to hide it. She very pointedly clears her throat, though in the background, you hear a man's voice. "This isn't the first time I've seen something from that movie, she watches it all the time!" It's the severed head. It said that. You can't help but look somewhat surprised. "Yeah, I don't have a body, so what?" it continues. "I'm the lightest 305-year-old in the world! Eleven pounds! Get over yourself, fatso!" "Do not mind him," said the child. "Since you are Anna, I know for certain you love chocolate!" She hands you a kit-kat bar. "Here you go!" Gelquie"Excuse me," a light voice answers from the door, "you absolutely must ring the bell. You must follow adult instructions." You do not think the person on the other side of the door is an adult.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 28, 2019 0:18:46 GMT -5
The being pauses, taking in the instructions.
"Ah, but the main point is to catch your attention so that you may recognize visitors are here, and welcome them," they reply. "And it seems that the knock has done just the same thing as the bell."
They pause. On the other hand, they don't want to be here all night debating about if it matters whether one knocks on the door or rings the doorbell, to the point where they never enter for the treats within.
"...But if you insist."
They press a finger to the doorbell.
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Post by Moni on Oct 28, 2019 0:36:21 GMT -5
GelquieThe door opens, and the first thing you see is, you think, a wagging finger. Or rather, you would see it if it weren't covered by an overlong sleeve. "Nope! Adults always follow the rules! If you don't, you will go to jail!" The severed head behind her rolls its eyes but doesn't say anything. "You clearly need something to remind you of your adulthood," she says. "Here, take this, uh, pen. You can do taxes and stuff." She nods sagely as she hands you a mechanical pencil. And a free eraser!
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 28, 2019 1:16:10 GMT -5
After a brief moment of being utterly disturbed by the fact that a severed head behind them moved, and subsequently accepting that it was sentient and should be respected as such, the being gingerly accepts the mechanical pencil and eraser, looking them over.
"Ooh, handy! Thank you! I have been needing an extra one! For taxes, yes, but I have many other adult things to do."
The being ponders for a moment, tapping their newly-acquired mechanical pencil to their chin. "Like... perhaps writing new rules? For who creates the rules but the adults? Could I not create an unjust rule? Let's say I write a rule saying, oh..." The being smirks. "That pumpkin containers cannot be used for candy. For no reason besides I said so. What would you say to that rule?"
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Post by June Scarlet on Oct 28, 2019 13:53:24 GMT -5
The girl dressed as Anna takes the kit-kat bar gratefully. "Thank you, I do indeed love chocolate."
She points to the head. "Is that your... friend?"
She addressed the head directly, "Are you related...?"
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Post by Liou on Oct 28, 2019 15:30:40 GMT -5
A large trenchcoat storms up the sidewalk, scattering feathers among the leaves. It sways haphazardly from side to side with every slap and flop of its webbed orange feet and opens with every flap of what looks suspiciously like wings but really should not be noticed yet.
The barely concealed stack disregards the distance between houses by definitely not flapping any wings to leap across. Upon reaching The House, it swerves around the mailbox, nearly toppling right onto it, and thunders up to the door.
Atop the trenchcoat, the long neck of a goose extends from the collar and begins to peck furiously at the doorbell. A twin chorus of goose honks erupts from the trenchcoat as its wings flap anew.
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Post by downrightdude on Oct 28, 2019 16:28:02 GMT -5
Moni: Snaw isn't too pleased with the lukewarm welcome, now about the girls' hideous excuse of a costume. Then again, would this girl mind being robbed of any important Usuki items? Eyeing the severed head in the distance, Snaw envisions it stuffed in the glove department of a silver limo. Yes, it shall be taken. "Give me a candy that's fruity," said Snaw, "and while you're at it, what's the deal with that severed head?" Snaw is tempted to ask about the jade monkey, but keeps silent. For now, the child needs to hand over some candy.
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Post by Moni on Oct 28, 2019 17:58:54 GMT -5
GelquieBefore the girl can respond, you hear laughter coming from the severed head. "Rules don't matter unless they have the authority to put you in jail for it, kid, and if I read this ghost right, they're not a cop!" She seems to think on this. "Well, I suppose I would protest this rule by voting, like a good citizen, yes," she replies. "I do not vote for you, and neither does Antonio. You are not the president. You cannot make new rules." June Scarlet"Yes!" the girl chirps, overloud. "He is a family friend. He's like... he's like Olaf! We found him one day." This clearly explains everything. The severed head, it appears, does not like this explanation. "I am not a snowman. I am the head of the headless horseman," he clarified. "We're not related. She kicked her parents out. The opposite of a grounding, you see. It's a flighting. They are not allowed in until midnight." LiouThe door opens. "Oh, I do love your costume!" says the child who opens the door. "Are you a duck detective? That's cool! I like how you rang the doorbell with your beak, it's very in-character. You almost make me wish I'd gotten a cool costume!" "That's a goose," informs a voice behind her. downrightdudeThe girl goes to the pumpkin container and grabs a handful of red pineapple-shaped candies from it. Then she takes one for herself. She gives Snaw three such candies. "The severed head's name is Antonio," she said, "he used to be a Castillan knight, and lived as such for two-hundred years. At least, I think it's two-hundred. He is very fearsome."
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Post by June Scarlet on Oct 28, 2019 20:08:38 GMT -5
"Like Olaf you say?" says the girl dressed as Anna. Then she listens to the head.
"Oh, headless horseman, you know, there's a whole legend about your body."
"You flighted your parents? What did they do?"
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Post by downrightdude on Oct 28, 2019 23:14:54 GMT -5
Moni: Snaw eagerly accepts the candy, though cautious they might taste like pineapple. "For handing over such delectable sweets to the most beautiful person you'll ever know, here's a very special Pitchi Pitchi Voice Live Start!" While singing, Snaw makes up a plan to barge in and steal whatever's worth stealing. Then say a quick hello to Moni, whoever she is, before jumping through a window. Yes, this plan shall work just fine! Snaw tries to stifle an EEEVVVIIIILLL laugh while singing the chorus.
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Post by Moni on Oct 29, 2019 22:16:47 GMT -5
June ScarletThe head, Antonio, sighs. "Yes, many stories. Most of them are much better and more dramatic than... what actually happened. My body's a jerk, let me tell you! If you have a body, don't forget it will always leave you when it has the chance!" The child is grinning. There's that terrible pain of embarrassment in her eyes. "Yeah!" says the girl. "He's like, magical and stuff. And very silly, yes! Silly, like Olaf! I indeed did flight my parents." She crosses her arm and tilts her chin up like a grown-up. "They grounded me on Halloween, so I fought back and flighted them! Isn't it the meanest thing to stick me here?" downrightdude"Wha--?" The head seems confused. "I think he is trying to break into our house," said the girl, watching Snaw tumble into the study room. "Should I call the police? What was the number, again? 9-1-1?" "Nevermind that, he's singing a song from those darned Chinese cartoons!" "Maybe it's Korean?" "All of your non-Castillan languages sound the same. I can't tell the difference between English and Japanese most of the time." "Japanese? I think that's the language!" "Yeah! It's the theme song to Legend of Mermaid. And he is defiling it horribly! I will not let this stand! I must pursue him!" The girl stares as the head makes the most angered expression she's ever seen from him. That is the face of a head with determination, fire in his eyes, snarling much like a chihuahua. She wonders who this "Moni" person is, but that train of thought is cut off when Antonio very pointedly clears his throat. "Excuse me," he says, "I can't move and show him how the song's supposed to be sung by myself, you know." "Oh yeah. Right." The girl raises her hands so that her overlong sleeves would slide off them, then she picks Antonio up. This is great! she thinks. It's been a while since he's done this! Antonio starts singing the song, and his operatic tenor booms through the house.
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