Fright Night (October 2008)

[narakunohana]

Quest Name:

Fright Night

Format:

Singular (You make only one, non-interactive post that takes your character throughout the entire event.)

Reward:

+2 Experience Points + 2 pcs.of a Limited Edition consumable!

"Vampacandy"


A special candy, bursting with epic sourness that also makes your mouth all blood red. You're a glucose vampire now, hurray! Thing is, this thing's so sour... you get all tingly and all that. Nice way to wake yourself up!

+5 Constitution for ONE thread

Note: This item is consumable and may only be used once.

Scenario:

Guess what kiddies!? It's Halloween!

Time to bust out those candy baskets and actually run around, dressed in scary/silly/cute/awkward costumes just to get CANDY and/or throw eggs at people's houses for being stingy.

Rather mean, but that's what halloween is. =D

Watch out for the occasional black cat!

Requirements:

• Your character must post him/her Trick or treating in 3-6 houses, dressed in any halloween costume/cosplay he/she pleases. To if he is given candy or not, and if he eggs them or not, is at the roleplayer's discretion.
  
• A black cat must appear on your post. I don't care how, when or what (cat could be stuffed doll, statue... whatever you feel is nice), but the cat must be black.
  
• Minimum of 700 words.
  
• Monthly Event ends on October 25th. We will extend it for no one, seriously this time guys.
  

[wanderer]

OoC: Can't see Eric doing normal trick-or treating, but I hope this is an acceptable alternative.

Eric was a little to old for trick or treating, or so he thought. He normally didn’t even get dressed up for Halloween so of course he didn’t trick or treat. So the fact that he was standing outside of a house with a bunch of people from their early twenties to their late thirties was surprising even to him.

It all started at a Halloween party that some of the guys that worked on his farm dragged him too. The men figured with the entire headache that the squabbling over the inheritance of the farm meant that the graduate needed a place to unwind. Also they wanted to see what the hell their boss looked like when he got completely trashed and how much it took to get him there. So they managed to convince him to dress up in costume and drove him out to a neighborhood where they pulled in front of a rather large house. Eric got out of the car dressed up in a Two-Face costume and accompanied by a Batman and Joker. The three of them were greeted at the door by a witch in her mid twenties with a very low cut and generously filled top. (Come on in, the party is just getting good.)

There were perhaps thirty or forty other adults in the house and some of those were already quite drunk. Beers were handed to the three newcomers almost immediately upon entering the room. The music was playing and people were dancing, talking, or doing whatever else one normally expected of a party like this. But one thing that almost everyone was doing was drinking heavily. Eric managed to moderate himself some, but the people at the party couldn’t seem to stand the sight of a hand without a glass in it. So the evening wore on until almost midnight where the host stood up on the table.

<OK people, its almost time to go trick-or-treating. This years Volunteers need to get to their places.> Eric blinked as most of the other occupants of the room cheered. It seemed that this group had a Halloween party tradition that had been in place well before Eric had come there. Four people left the party and the rest gathered around the host collecting small bags. The man running the party checked his watched and then said it was time to go after about fifteen minutes passed. So everyone in the party filed out of the house whooping and hollering loudly.

At the first house the volunteer had already set up outside. On a small, portable table there were three shot glasses and beside it was a bottle of Everclear. The partygoers lined up and when they spoke the age old candy request the man would fill the three shot glasses with almost pure alcohol which the person would then have to drink. When it came time for the wandering male to take his turn he moved forward and spoke the magic words. Lifting the first glass of potent drink, he downed it and felt the fire of hard liquor going all the way to his belly. He picked up the second glass as quickly as he could and took that shot, adding to the heat he already had in him. The third didn’t get taken as quickly as the first two, but he did manage to finish faster then about half the others in the crowd.

The second house a woman came to the door with a large plate of brownies. {I added some vitamen supplements to them so they have B, C and the very important THC.} Eric blinked and picked up one of the brownies before taking a small bite. He knew what THC was so he was expecting to feel the results later, but for now he continued to go along with the rest of the party goers. It turned out their were enough brownies for everyone to have a total of three and when everyone finally finished he was either feeling their effects or the Everclear was catching up to him. Stumbling a little, he proceeded with the group to the third house of the line.

This time someone pushed him forward to be the person that knocked on the door, so he raised his fist and pounded on the wood a little harder then he had originally intended. The first thing that happened when he opened the door was a streak of black that shot out of the opening, through his legs, and threaded itself through the crowd. His eyes turned far enough that he caught a glimpse of a black cat now standing on the other side of the road staring at the crowd. Turning back around he came face to face with the Witch that had greeted him when he first arrived at the party. Just inside the door he noted that she had a bunch of small disposable plastic cups filled with jello shots waiting by the door. “Trick or treat.” The college freshman managed to keep a slur out of his voice as he spoke the traditional Halloween request.

The woman smiled and held up a jello shot for Eric. But as the Wandering male reached up to take it she pulled it back and slipped the cup into her décolletage. Eric blinked and several of the men behind him cheered and started chanting encouragements to retrieve the container in the proper manner for the occasion. Well past the point of inhibitions loss, Eric bent forward and grasped the cup with his lips and teeth. Tilting his head back, the wandering male sucked the jello into his mouth. A loud cheer went up and the others moved forward to receive their shots by had rather then the same delivery Eric received his, much to the disappointment of a number of the other male partygoers. By this time Eric’s head was swimming and the group was on to the last house.

The last stop for the day had a keg and the prize for visiting was each of the celebrators got to do a keg stand in the man’s back yard. Eric didn’t even know how long he himself stayed up on the keg before he was placed back on the ground. Moving to one of the chairs he sat and lit up a cigarette to take a break and get some of his focus back if at all possible. The host was walking around the group with a large bag and was filling the small bags he had given them earlier with candies, chocolates, and those little airplane bottles of liquor. He stopped in front of Eric and the college freshman held out his bag to be filled. Looking at the bag after the host left he shook his head, grinning just a fraction.

*Not a bad night, not bad at all.* He thought slowly through the haze of intoxication.

[†Angel†]

OoC: I am unsure if I post this here however I saw it in the monthly event thread and it said its a quest so... if it is in the wrong spot let me know and I will move it.I have this in the quests thread as well..

IC:

It was the day of Halloween and only a hour left before the sun went down. I would find myself in the local dollar store looking for some materials. "A skeleton mask, a bottle of some fake liquid blood, a black staff, a doll with a hard rubber skull on it, a black robe... perfect. " I would read down the list of items which I had obtained with satisfaction. I would approach the cash register with the five items only to take them out of my kart and hand them to the cashier. " Six dollars please.." She would say.
I would reach down into my right pocket with my right hand and pull out a five dollar bill and four quarters only to hand them to her.

After getting my items in a bag I would leave the store and head to the bus stop. By the time I reached the bus stop the bus had just pulled up." Nice timing" I would say under my breath while I would board it and slide a dollar into the machine as well as a quarter. I wasn't sure why but the bus charged a dollar twenty five now instead of just the flat rate of a dollar. Probably because of gas prices going crazy.

I would reach my stop and get off the bus only to go upstairs to my apartment. I would go directly to my room and empty out the five items. I would grab the doll with the rubber skull on it and rip the head off. After the fact I would grab the black staff and push the skull into it to make it look like a staff with a head on it. Next I would grab the mask and the fake liquid blood and started to make it so the mask looked like it was bleeding. I would also apply some of the fake blood onto the top of the staff. That was optional but it made it look cool. I would then go into my closest and pull out a pair of black pants and a black t shirt as well as my black air force ones the originals which I barely ever wore however it was the only pair of black shoes I had.

After placing it all on my bed I would change into the clothes and place the mask on my head and then wrap the robe around my body and on top of my mask. I would grab my "staff" and walk over to the mirror. " Not bad for rushing and only spending six bucks " I would say to myself in a pleased manner. Now I was ready to go.

After leaving the apartment the sun was down and it was dark outside. My eyes would shift from left to right while walking down the side walk looking at people passing wearing all sorts of different things. One person was just a giant clown another was like a half devil half angel type thing and then there was some younger children dressed as like Winnie the pooh and other Disney characters.

I had a plan to hit up the the richest part in the area. And luckily I knew a short cut. A back alley way went a good mile down and the exit would lead into the nice neighborhood. During my walk I heard a noise coming from a trash can.Me being curious I would walk over to the can and something would jump out. I would jump back at the same time due to being surprised and yes I was defiantly surprised and felt somewhat silly when I looked down and realized it was just a dumb black cat crossing my path.

I would let out a sigh. "At least no one was here to witness that." I would say under my breath as I continued my walk.I would finally reach the exit of the path and would look at all the houses lit up with little decorations of ghosts bats candle lit pumpkins and the normal stuff you would see this time of year. "The first house." I would say as I walked up to the front steps of this huge one floored house where people just came from.

*knock knock knock* I would knock on the door and it opened almost right after.To my surprise a man answered it wearing regular jeans and a t shirt. " What do you want? " He would ask in a frustrated tone. " Trick or trea.."I would be immediately interrupted by the man. "Oh you want something for Halloween.. here have these.. " He would say while tossing some peanuts into my price rite bag and closing the door. "Stingy mother ****ER " I would think to myself before turning around and making my way to the next house.

The next house was interesting it had like a man made tunnel leading to the front door. I would enter it and a strobe light would be flickering as some skeleton would shake as you passed because of motion sensors. Now to a little kid this would be pretty god damn scary.. Good thing I wasn't one."Trick or treat" I would say to the woman and man standing in front of me dressed up like pirates. "To bad our kids are not here, say where did you get that outfit from ? " They would ask. I would look at them with a odd look. "Its just something I put together.. "I would explain."Well thats just fantastic, here have a good night" They would say while placing a bag of candy inside my bag.

The thing must of weighed at least a half pound. Shit was heavy."They must be making up for their prick of a next door neighbor" I would think to myself while walking away.The next house was pretty big but didn't have really anything for decorations besides a few lit pumpkins which they carved and placed on their front steps. A few kids were in line waiting for their candy so I would join them and stand in the back of the line awaiting my turn. After the three ahead of me went I would get to the door. " Trick or treat." I would say while holding out my bag. They would throw in a few peaces of candy and I would walk away as they closed the door.

My legs were getting tired so I decided it was time for a break. While on the side walk I would sit down on the ledge and pull out my cell phone. It was quarter to nine and I had a new text message. "Party at your house everyone is invited." I would look at the message with a blank look. It didn't have a reply number.Now that was a first. I would wonder what the hell this was about but couldn't figure it out.So I said screw it and got back to my feet only to look at another house which kids had just left.

I would approach the home and looked at all the neat stuff they had in the yard. On the tree was like a millions fake pumpkins lit up around it. In the yard was a bunch of graves and skeletons. The person giving out candy had a Frankenstein outfit. I didn't even have to say trick or treat he just handed me a hand full and that was that. I would look at my half full bag of candy and felt I was good for the night. So now I would begin my walk home.

I would go threw the alley which I had first went threw and made it back to my area in about thirty minutes. As I approached my apartment I noticed my lights were on. Now I didn't leave my lights on I knew that for a fact. I never did. I couldn't afford it.I would rush up the stairs and go into my home which the door was wide open to.

Inside was a mess. The place was trashed my TV flipped over windows broken toilet paper all over the floors pictures smashed on the ground kitchen torn apart.My eye wide I would drop the candy which I had been holding.I would let out a deep breath and try to keep calm. I would sit down on my living room couch which had the insides coming out from being ripped by a knife it seemed. I would look up at my ceiling.. this was the icing on the cake.. "Have a good Halloween" was written in red paint across the entire ceiling..."What the fuck..." I would say to myself..My next step would be to clean this place up.. then.. figure out who was responsible...

[seishounohana]

Halloween.

Emily never really did much for this holiday, as she had been deprived of such childish occasions in her childhood. The Aoyamas were pretty strict about the consumption of candy, nor did she have a sweet tooth to actually yearn for such things.

To Emily, who was raised in the mindset of people in the political-medical field, candies were good occasionally -- but the amount that halloween lets in would give her candy that would last a year.

Though, it was an experience she probably should -- no, definitely should try.

Well, maybe she should knock at Layla's door tonight and see if she could borrow some costumes, or at least some good materials to make one.

She had a week -- what would she come up with?

---

*Click*

"Ooooh! May I take your picture?"

*Click Click*

"Please pose for me, nee-san!"

*Click click click*

"Every house is like this..." Emily exasperated softly, posing for candy. Well, it couldn't be helped. Who wouldn't want to take a picture with such a well-made costume and such a pretty cosplayer?

"This feels slightly awkward..."

A simple trick-or-treat had become something like a cosplayer being hoarded by interested otakus. It was just in Emily's luck that most of the houses she ended up going to were filled with otakus to last her a lifetime.

Well, at least, the candy was nice. The last two houses she had been on were otakus, but they had pretty interesting candies -- or at least, candy replacements. They more or less ran out of candies and left the remaining few for the actual kids. In the candy's stead, she was given pastries -- which, in Emily's view, were to her favor. She liked pastries a lot and this was nice.

Her next stop was a normal-looking house in the corner the street.

"Trick or treat!" She greeted, a smile on her face. Her basket was awkwardly filled with pastries, and seeing that -- others followed too. That house gave her freshly baked bread -- raisin bread, to boot.

An hour into the trick or treating and Emily was getting hungry. A little bite wouldn't hurt right? Taking a little croissant from her bag, she sat at the bench by the sidewalk, eating her little meal happily.

Boy, this was going to be a pretty tough night. She wanted candy, but she got bread, and all sorts of pastries instead. How unusual!

But yes, it was a nice thing to get in the long run. She and Miria would have great breakfast for the entire week thanks to this -- but the basket was already getting quite full and heavy, so after a bit of pondering, Emily went for a little detour and headed home to drop off the pastries.

---

Two hours, thirty minutes.

This was officially Emily's eighth house. "Trick or treat!" She said. An old woman greeted her with a smile, but the smile faded away quickly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. But I'm out of candy." She explained, "The last set of kids took them all."

Emily nodded, "Ah, I see. It's alright though. Thanks!" She smiled at the old lady before turning around to leave.

"Wait! Here. Have this." The old lady dropped a pretty heavy bag onto the basket. Why, it was Mochiko, an ingredient used for making Dango. Emily used to like that stuff when she was still living in Japan. It was a staple when she went to festivals, and had to bug Rem a lot to buy her several sticks of them.

This would be useful in making Takoyakis too. "I got this from my son who has this place at the festival." The lady explained, "I don't like japanese food... so you can have it. You seem like the type to like it."

Oh dear.

Emily bowed lightly, careful to not let the glass wings hit the old lady. "Ah, thank you. I appreciate this."

"Any time, dear! Have fun."

And the door finally closed.

Two hours. It's already ten in the evening, and Emily was already getting tired -- not to mention, hungry again.

Ah... time for another bread-break.

Emily actually got a bit of candy off the previous ones, but probably only enough to last her a few weeks. Guess people were being more generous and decided to give something a little healthier instead?

... or maybe it's because of the age thing: Candy is for kids.

Oh bother.

Emily sat down again on a bench, and opened a bag of fish sticks. It didn't take a while before she hear something.

Mewls.

A kitten?

She went and looked under the bench. Why, it was a stray black cat. It had a wound over it's shoulder and more or less wasn't smelling so good. It was obviously in pain, and hungry.

Pain.

... Pain wasn't good.

A smile as Emily reached out for it. "There, there. Come with me, I'll take you home and get you fixed up, kay?"

The kitten hissed a bit, but winced as it tried to escape. Emily shook her head and quickly took the poor animal into her arms, carrying it home despite the funky odor. The poor thing's wound probably was infected, and it was best to clean it before it gets any worse.

Then when it's better, she'd bring it somewhere to be screened. Well, there's got to be a microchip there somewhere. There was no collar or any identifying tags.

... and it seemed she had a pedigree, look at that thick black fur! It was almost impossible to say that this thing had no owner.

If it had none, then... Emily would be a pretty lucky girl. She'd take it to the vet and all, give it proper care... Well, that was of no importance for now.

Emily took her home.

"Anou... onamae wa... Yami desu ka?" She would ask the little cat, only to realize that she had fallen asleep.

Yami.

Yes, like the night, with eyes of a piercing red.

This Halloween experience was an interesting one indeed.

Total word count (including formatting): 1102

["Unfettered"]

A Little Nostalgia...

"Oh, ja... Ja. Just a little nostalgic."

Even as he smiled to himself, eye hidden by the shadow of his hat, he couldn't help but feel... a familiar urge rising within himself. The nice, comfortable leather feel. Then, he walked downstairs, to the back exit. And why not? It was Halloween. A day where women turned into whores, men turned into idiots, and children turned into little monsters. Perhaps the one night that he could... release some of his pent up urges from an otherwise entirely controlled lifestyle. And besides, he wasn't an adult yet. Not like he had the best childhood ever. Why not act a bit childish every now and then, especially on a man-given occasion like Halloween?

The air was crisp. Letting his face and nose up, he breathed in the nice frost in the wind that was growing. Amazing really.

"Oh... Zis vill be a very gut nacht."

"A very gut nacht indeed."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Wearing such a blatantly offensive 'costume' of course meant he could not call down any taxis. He didn't even try. So, he made his way down, deep into the city. Into the worst type of neighborhoods. And why not? He was basically looking for a fight. No one dared to approach him, however, and people walked by him with an unnatural haste. But it was obvious as to why, for such a 'costume' that related to a greater evil. Racism was prodded and poked at, but to be fully expressed? Oh heavens, the German was enjoying himself more than a little. And then he eyed it. His first target. A lit house with an excess of jack-o-lanterns. Walking up the steps to the door, he looked over at the gnarled doorbell, with a cheaply created skull over it, the mouth open enough to press into it.

*DING-DONG*

...Surprisingly, the crappy contraption suddenly sealed its lower jaw, his finger stuck in the mechanism. The door opened, and there was a woman in a witch's costume. Rather fetching, actually, but the moment she beheld the German in his costume, the smile turned down, and a sneer took its place. Quick to action, the German slipped his booted foot at the edge of the door to keep the door open, as the woman quickly tried to slam the door on him in disgust.

"OYE, OYE, MEIN GUT FRAU!" ripping his hand violently out of the skull trap, breaking the lower jaw off all the while. That tone. That familiar tone of voice that had not physically been heard in such al long, long time.With a fist, he punched the door, forcing the woman to stumble back, and the door to open...

"Täusche oder behandelt."

"..W-What...!?" the woman startled, quickly stepping back, the bowl of candy already spilled to the floor. Menacing closer, the German stepped ominously, his right hand reaching to the switch, the light going out in an instant, as his shadow played eerily about the woman. The Street lights adding to the horror that the German prepared in his mind to play out---"---It means 'Trick or treat', Frau."

Smiling suddenly, softly, he bent down towards her, knee on the ground, between her legs, his right hand strangely close. The woman, staring at him, was in a state of confusion, but was growing more and more certain that this was going to end in a time at the abortion clinic---"Ooh. Almond Joy." He continued to smile, his eye hidden in the darker shadow of his hat. His hand going inbetween her legs---to grab out exactly that. An Almond Joy.

Stepping up quickly, he turned about without another word, pocketing the candy into one of his many outer pockets, as he walked like a dignified soldier outside of the room, letting his hand linger inside the room, as the rest of his body stepped outside---*Flick*

The lights were back on. The German was gone.

Unfortunately, the next house was nowhere near as eventful. One of those lazy households that puts all the candy by the porch in a plastic pumpkin head. The ones that usually were emptied out by some jackass trying to get as much candy as he could. This time around, as the German walked up, he caught the punks in the act. About three of them, all of whom were ghosts. Extending his arms out, he suddenly rushed at them, without even giving them a chance of warning, bringing out his knee to catch the center-most in the ass, and grabbed the two on the side by the shoulders, violently pulling them back. A bit of blood was to be seen, but none of them were unconscious. Bending down, he reached for only one piece, as was quickly becoming the accustomed ritual of this day. A rather long Twix bar. Not bad at all.

---He looked over at the next house and had an instant internal conflict. Should he?... Looking at the obvious Jewish decorations, he smiled. Of course he would.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Why hello there!---"

"Guten nacht, juden."

The man looked about in horror, instantly tearing off his long beard. "Unfettered" just smiled, and bent down, taking the choicest piece... A whole bar of ghiradelli chocolate. And with 60% more cacao too. But as he was about to look up, with some parting words, a black cat came flying out of the door at him, making for a quick slash at his face.

Blood was drawn.

Retreating quickly, silently, the German could only laugh as the door slammed, only to open up for the cat to go back up to him. How coincidental. A costumed Jew with a black cat on Halloween, meeting a Nazi? That was bad luck for everyone involved. "...I deserved zat..."

Smiling, Letting his gloved fingers go over the scratch on his right cheek, he took it to his lips, licking it lightly. That was no reason to feel deterred. In fact, it only encouraged him further... He still had to get into a fight, still had to come in contact with a white supremacist, meet a black man, and scare at least seven children with World War II German-shenanigans. And why not be racist at himself?

The night was young...

Requirements Achieved:
-Character Trick-Or-Treated 3 Different Houses.
-Black Cat Appeared (Leaves A Scratch On His Right Cheek).
-Over 1100 Word-Long Post.

[narakunohana]

Eric - 1,157 words, Black Cat, 3+ houses
Angel - 1,471 words, Black Cat, 3+ houses
Emily - 1,011 words, Black Cat, 3+ houses
"Unfettered" - 1,050 words, Black Cat, 3+ houses

Congratulations!
You all receive 2 experience points and a special reward for your hard work!


"Vampacandy"


A special candy, bursting with epic sourness that also makes your mouth all blood red. You're a glucose vampire now, hurray! Thing is, this thing's so sour... you get all tingly and all that. Nice way to wake yourself up!

+5 Constitution for ONE thread

Note: This item is consumable and may only be used once.

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A special candy, bursting with epic sourness that also makes your mouth all blood red. You're a glucose vampire now, hurray! Thing is, this thing's so sour... you get all tingly and all that. Nice way to wake yourself up!

+5 Constitution for ONE thread
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[b]Note: [/b]This item is consumable and may only be used once.[/size]

2/2 in stock!



Well done!