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Entry tags:
- !mingle log,
- batman wfa: jason todd,
- jl gods and monsters: hernan guerra,
- person of interest: harold finch,
- ✘ baldurs gate: shadowheart,
- ✘ dimension 20: gorgug thistlespring,
- ✘ ice age: manny,
- ✘ magic knight rayearth: hikaru shidou,
- ✘ my hero academia: izuku midoriya,
- ✘ one piece: trafalgar d. water law,
- ✘ silent hill 3: heather mason,
- ✘ silent hill 3: vincent smith,
- ✘ supernatural: castiel,
- ✘ supernatural: dean winchester,
- ✘ worm: francis krouse
OCTOBER MINGLE
WHO: Everyone!
WHEN: October 25th - Early November
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: The arrival of newcomers, and some holiday fun!
NOTES\WARNINGS: Supernatural elements, temporary physical alterations, mild horror and jump scares, spooky scary skeleton robots, mild suggestion of compulsion or loss of control, mild body horror.
WHEN: October 25th - Early November
WHERE: Etraya
WHAT: The arrival of newcomers, and some holiday fun!
NOTES\WARNINGS: Supernatural elements, temporary physical alterations, mild horror and jump scares, spooky scary skeleton robots, mild suggestion of compulsion or loss of control, mild body horror.
 ⏵ arrival ⏴ Welcome to Etraya! Everything is fine now. 😊 Arrival goes expected - or it does for the most part. Aurora greets newcomers in the hospital as they awaken, offers a brief explanation and gives them their earpiece so they can communicate with one another. Around the hospital and outside of it, Companion Bots are hard at work decorating the city for Halloween—complete with festive touches like pumpkins, cobwebs, and glowing ghost decorations. The atmosphere is fun, light-hearted, and maybe just a little spooky. 🎃👻 Some carry buckets of candy, and offer those they come across a trick or treat. Except both options are, in fact, treats. 🍬 Tricks are treats specifically wrapped in a green wrapper that very clearly declares that they are tricks. Treats are wrapped in orange, and labeled with treat! Companion bots will recommend that those who do want to take a trick take them when they're beside their friends. There won't be any permanent effects from these, nor will they be terrible tricks - just fun ones! All effects last roughly 24 hours.
 ⏵ getting spooky! ⏴ Etraya is embracing the season - and maybe even going a little overboard. Around the hospital, a few small pop-up shops are manned by festively dressed companion bots. They offer samples to everyone - although sampling isn't really necessary. After all, everything here is free!
 ⏵ masquerade ⏴ In the spirit of mystery, Etraya will be hosting a Masquerade Ball outside the hospital through the nights of October 26th and 27th. Dance anonymously with other attendees and make new friends under the cover of your disguise. Everyone receives a single rose they can exchange with someone else throughout the evening. At the stroke of midnight, the roses will reveal the true identities of your masked dance partners. 🌹  ⏵ all hallow's eve ⏴ On October 31st, multiple companion bots set up shop along one of the walkways through the larger island towards the center. With chairs and small booths set up, they offer candies out to trick-or-treaters who wander around through the first part of the night. Some of them will request trick-or-treaters to do a trick for them, to earn a bigger treat! They may ask characters to dance, sing, or show a talent unique to them. Can your character bend themselves into a pretzel? They want to see it, and will offer them a nice bracelet in exchange! Can they whistle super loud? Maybe they'll get a nice piece of kevlar armor after showing off. This can be anything within reason - bike parts, small weaponry, armor pieces, toys, canvases for painting. Please request these items HERE. Not everything is as light-hearted as it seems, however. Aurora issues a warning to the citizens of Etraya: Do not stay outside after midnight. Strange happenings have been reported, and those who disobey may start seeing visions of past loved ones. The visions are compelling—guiding people away from the safety of the buildings and into the mysterious mist surrounding the outskirts. But be careful, these spirits may not be as friendly as they seem. If you come into contact with these ghosts, you’ll feel a chilling cold, leading to hypothermia-like symptoms. The longer you’re exposed, the worse it gets. Treatment? You’ll need to be warmed up quickly.  ⏵ skellys! ⏴ The Companion Bots wanted to join in on the fun, so they painted themselves with glow-in-the-dark paint to look like skeletons. But in the dead of night, for those already suffering from the chilling touch of the ghosts, seeing glowing skeletons approach from the darkness might not be the most comforting sight. 🤖💀 Stay safe, warm up, and enjoy the festivities! For all questions relating to this log, please refer to the mod queries comment. All other questions can be directed to the FAQ. |
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Monkey D. Luffy | One Piece | OTA (will match style)
I. Arrival
Luffy keeps messing with his earpiece, not quiet comfortable with it on, and not too sure how to use it. In theory it shouldn't be much different from a den den mushi, but theory and Luffy aren't exactly the best of friends. He tend to throw theory out the window and go with whatever actually works.
His attention, however, is very quickly diverted by the offer of treats (and tricks, not that he paid that much mind when they all looked like sweets). He's quick to take the bots up on the offer, preferring to just take a handful and shoving them into his mouth rather than take his time making a careful selection.
And that may have been a mistake.
Because the on the next minute, he's a few inches off the ground and probing new fangs with his tongue. "Woah--" Floating is, going to take some getting used to, if the way he's tipping over sideways is anything to go by.
Getting Spooky
Luffy doesn't quite get the holiday. The concept: spooky, skeletons, tricks, and treats. He's down for it all, he just doesn't really get the point. Days tended to blue together on the sea, and most holidays weren't typically a big deal anyway. Still, he likes the spirit and the energy so it has him a bit curious.
"What's the deal with the costumes?" Because he's definitely eyeing a robot and a gladiator. And then he sees it. "Does that dinosaur inflate?!"
III. All Hallows' Eve
Early in the night, Luffy's easy to spot amongst the bots. He's easy to coax into doing tricks, even for the smallest of prizes. So coming up to him may be rewarded with the sight of his stretchy, rubber body contorting into a very impressive rendition of a pretzel. Or maybe you catch him inflating his own arms, muscles and all, into a balloon. Skys the limit there.
Later in the night, Luffy's recklessness earns him trouble. He doesn't give credence to the warning about midnight, or more specifically, he loses track of time and funds himself out well past that hour. And his ghost...It's personal, cutting him deep with its appearance. He doesn't give thought to the danger, to the clear potential for it all the be a sinister trap. How can he when the ghost wears the face of his brother? Maybe you chance up on him before he can be lured close enough to be touched. Or may you find him well after it, shivering and struck to the core by the cold and the haunting he can't quite escape.
Spooky Time
He's wandering around the town, considering a proper costume when he spots the boy, or more accurately his hat, and for the first time since his arrival, he considers that the whole spiel about multiple universes has to be true; there's no question about that being Luffy but there's also no question that's not the same Luffy he knows.
"Just arrived?"
He hasn't met all that many people, for all he knows Luffy's been here for months and they simply hadn't run into each other yet.
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Vax'ildan | The Legend of Vox Machina | OPEN (will match style)
[ It's not the first time Vax'ildan has felt the pressure of saving his world, but he's usually got a team to rely upon. Waking up alone in the hospital is a little alarming. The first thing he does is put his armor back on and begin a search for his sister. He even tries asking the companion bots if they've seen her, but they inform him again and again she and the others are not here. He's alone.
After which, they keep insisting he try a trick or a treat. ]
No, I don't want any.
[ Gods, they're persistent. ]
I said I don't want your fucking candy!
[ Someone might spot him, either in the hospital or just outside trying to escape the overly-friendly machines. ]
Masquerade
[ Vax isn't in the mood for parties. Were he back home and celebrating with his friends, sure, he likes to relax every now and again, but he's only just arrived here and is having a hard time coming to grips with this place. Someone tell Echo he already works for another goddess, and she's probably not happy her Champion is stuck in another plane.
But he does show up to the masquerade in the hopes of learning something new. He's dressed in a black shirt and trousers with a long black coat and a burgundy brocade vest. His long hair has been pulled back into a single, low ponytail, and it's all topped off with a simple, studded black mask that resembles raven feathers. The rose he was given was tucked away inside of his coat. He has no interest in giving it to anyone.
Rather than mingle, he lurks slightly apart from everyone, trying to overhear any useful conversations. Obviously, a newcomer, he looks both uncomfortable and moody. ]
All Hallows Eve
[ Don't stay out after midnight? Like Vax is the type who does as he's told. This may be the perfect time to find out what this place is really like... and does he ever.
As he explores, he thinks he sees a familiar shadow in the night. A beautiful woman with dark brown hair is beckoning him. ]
Mother?
[ Impossible. And yet, he's compelled to follow her. He hurries after her, and when he's in reach, he makes a grab for her wrist before she can get away. The second he touches her, she disappears, and he's left with a bone-chilling cold that hits him all at once, as if he had plunged into an icy pool.
A shuddery breath is exhaled as he looks around in confusion. What the fuck is happening? Knowing he should get warmed up, he stumbles down the street, but eventually, the cold is so overwhelming, he collapses onto the ground. ]
Wildcard
[ choose your setting! or modify any of the above ]
arrival
Hikaru watches that happen before stepping in to gently move the bots away.]
It's okay! They're um. I'm actually not really sure what they're doing right now, but usually they're trying to help.
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Harold Finch | Person of Interest
[ ooc: Also happy with brackets!! Message me if you want a closed starter ♥ ]
FOR GORGUG
Harold makes his way slowly along the paths, the massive dome getting gradually nearer. By now he has a leather messenger bag, though there's not much in it: a paper notebook, a walkie talkie, his ear piece nestled in a handkerchief, and a small gun, safety on. Hopefully he can leave here with at least a better idea of how to fill it.
Once he reaches whatever door looks like the front entrance, he'll either knock or call out politely if it's open. ]
Mr. Thistlespring? Are you here?
[ John is trailing him somewhere nearby, rather more nimbly and capably than Harold is in making his way over the forest floor, just in case this goes poorly. ]
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costumes, -john so I'm not holding folks up
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Manny | Ice Age series
[Some time after Manny’s messy arrival into Etraya, he had finally gotten filled in as for how and why did he end up in this strange world. To say that he was rather mixed about the whole situation is putting it lightly.
He wasn’t entirely convinced about the whole universe ending thing, especially with how absurd it is compared to what he’d experienced throughout his entire life. But at the same time, he couldn’t help but worry for his family and friends. Especially with the possibility of losing his loved ones once more. For now, he’d just play along until he finds a way back to his home world.
As he passes by the hospital, the mammoth came across a couple of Companion bots decorating the city. He’s somewhat cautious of them, given how they’d forced him into that washing tube earlier. So when one of them tries to offer him a treat, he gave it one of the blankest stares he could ever muster.]
Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not going to take your treat.
[The robot keeps insisting that he does, much to his annoyance. It took him roughly an hour before he gives up.]
Oh, fine. I’ll take one.
[Once he chews upon it, he’s suddenly followed by several bat-like shadows swarming around him. Anyone passing by would witness Manny doing everything he could to get rid of them.]
[Getting Spooky: Costumes]
[Some time after the effects of the candy had worn off, Manny came across a pop-up shop that distributes costumes of all kinds. He had taken notice of how many people had been going in and out of the shop itself, so he decides to take a look inside for himself. As Manny looks through the selection of costumes that had been put up for display, he came across one that looks to be a perfect fit for someone with the size and proportions of a mammoth. He couldn’t help but raise his eyebrow at it.]
What’s this?
[Out of curiosity, Manny took the costume and walked out the door before the place had gotten too overcrowded. Once he's outside of the shop, the mammoth had taken a moment to try and put the outfit on. As he did so, Manny suddenly feels a strong urge to howl like an oversized wolf.]
[All Hallow’s Eve]
[Manny didn’t heed Aurora’s warning about not staying outside after midnight. Mainly because he couldn’t shake off the feeling that something’s off about the mysterious mist. It’s for that same reason why he wasn’t able to get some sleep that night. As he ventured through the outskirts, he caught a brief glimpse of two familiar shapes from the distance.]
Ellie? Peaches?
[At first, he couldn’t help but feel relieved at seeing what he'd initially thought to be his family. The mammoth quickly rushed over to them without a second thought regarding the suspicious circumstances of their appearances in the night. But as he got closer and closer to them.]
Wait... No, no, you’re not real!
[He backs away immediately before he could come into contact with them. The spirits wearing the faces of his loved ones shook their head at him in disappointment as they turned away and wandered off into the mist. At least, Manny has a better idea of what he’s actually dealing with.
If anyone nearby was about to make contact with the ghosts, he’ll call out to them.]
Don’t touch them! They’re trying to trick you!
All Hallow’s Eve
He's trying to keep his head down for the most part. But there's something...loud out there. The kind of sound that a person shouldn't be going towards, a fuss that sounds bigger than just a single person out there. Gorgug stops in his tracks, the mist a shroud for navigating; and Gorgug sees flickering images, silhouettes through that white, but nothing he can define.
His friends will be kinda mad at him if he gets in trouble, but he can't help but call out, when he thinks he hears a shout about not real! ]
Hey-- is someone out there? Are you okay?
[ Is this a totally normal situation he should mind his own business about right now...? ]
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6 | Reverse: 1999
@linhardt
he's sure it isn't such an impressive thing — any arcanist can do it, so he doesn't pay mind to any figures who may be standing nearby. there's only a snap of his fingers, light beginning to engulf his form as a series of glowing hexagons close in on it, and once they converge —
they fade away to reveal a hawk left behind in his place.
the companion bot offers its prize, and 6 returns to his regular form, taking the sketchpad and unicorn-decorated art set in hand. it will make a good gift for 37, he thinks, just as he had intended. it's only when he moves to leave that he nearly bumps into one of those nearby — waiting for their own turn to showcase their "trick", he'd imagine. he nods slightly towards them, expressionless, as he takes a step back to respect their space. ]
My apologies.
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2 and i want 37 too! let me know if you need me to change anything
looks good to me!! 37 you shall have
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37 | reverse: 1999
Masquerade
Still, Linhardt prefers to stick on the edges of the party. If only he could be invisible...how delightful that would be. But being someone of no import is almost as good: Nobody comes to hassle him, and Hevring doesn't exist here so nobody needs anything from him.
He's able to just observe.
In his observations, he sees someone else who isn't partaking in the dancing and revelry. Rather, she's...rearranging things on a table? Linhardt's green eyebrows furrow as he watches; what is she doing? It's out of the ordinary, so it's likely to be far more interesting than what most people are doing.
Wait. He knows that pattern.
The mage approaches the table. Then, he reaches a hand out and starts helping the stranger with their work, diligently arranging the items on the table so that they fall in line with the beauty of sunflowers and seashells, growing in ways secret and unpredictable to those who don't look deeper inside the world and discover their patterns, but clear as day to those who take the time to really look. ]
Much better.
[It is a very satisfying pattern - very aesthetically pleasing.]
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reduce... reuse... recycle...
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Wildcard - let's go shopping!!
and lil bro accelerator will be paying!!
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getting spooky, b;
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wanda maximoff | mcu
[the motions that put her feet to the floor and eventually take her outside of the hospital are numb. they're numb in a way they've been countless times, in a way that it seems they'll always be; not even bringing down an entire mountain had done anything to change that.
still, though, they — and she — keep going.
but one flicker of something lighter manages to get through: a glimpse of the companion bots attempting halloween decorations. they're working furiously with sincere effort that mostly pays off; they manage to hang cobwebs and pumpkins in mostly appropriate places, and the glowing ghost decorations that accompany them add to the overall atmosphere, even if the lights start to sputter a little.
with some help, she thinks, this could all be even better.
her approach is quiet and her voice isn't insistent when she asks,]
May I?
[after getting what she assumes is an assenting response from the bots, wanda flicks her wrist, the red glow from her fingers straightening some of the cobwebs and turning the pumpkins so they face the correct way. the ghosts, too, now no longer flicker, instead shining a low, soothing, and consistent light on their immediate surroundings.]
masquerade
[if she's going to be here, representing a universe that she owes, the least that she can do, wanda figures, is try. even if the party is the last thing that she feels like attending, she transmutes her clothes into a dress that would be appropriate for an occasion like this, and walks over to join the festivities, accepting the mask and rose that she's given.
from there, though, it's difficult to drum up the will to leave a spot that she's found by the wall. difficult to do anything other than simply watch the proceedings, and, as she does, feel like she's out of step from everyone else, isolated, alone.
when someone approaches, she flashes an attempt at a small, awkward smile that never quite fully forms. says,]
I'm not much for dancing.
[maybe that wouldn't have been true once, but it is now — and that's the only truth that matters.]
all hallow's eve
[when the companion bots ask — politely — for a trick, wanda indulges; like small children, they're hard to say no to. with one flick of a wrist, she conjures some balloons, and while twisting her fingers, she forms them into festive shapes, such as cats and pumpkins, before turning on her heel. they can keep them if they'd like, she tells them, smiling lightly, and she doesn't need anything in return.
no smile of hers is hardly ever more than short-lived now, but when darkness comes, when midnight falls, they couldn't be more distant.
there's a feeling first, cold and unsettling; it moves through her, nearly sending a shiver down her spine before disappearing. she turns her head, and her eyes glimpse a figure moving down the street. the way the figure moves, fast, is as familiar as a flash of white-blonde hair.
it's not real, wanda tells herself as she scrunches her eyes shut; it can't be real. whatever this is, she can't trust it.
she follows the figure into the mist, her magic not doing much to illuminate the way in front of her. when she gets another glimpse, a closer one, she stops, squaring her stance, and gathers more power into her hands, as she calls out:]
Leave this city.
[but that doesn't come as forcefully as she wants; something makes contact with her, then, and the chill that comes doesn't leave this time. her teeth chatter, and her fingers begin to feel numb. the magic begins to flicker and fade.]
wildcard
[have something in mind that these prompts don't cover? would you like a plotted scenario and a custom starter? feel free to hit me up! i'm available via
all hallow's eve
A red glow, and a silhouette attached to it. As she comes closer, she hears the silhouette speak.]
Point the way back to my world, and I'd be delighted to.
[She responds despite the feeling that this person isn't talking to her. She hasn't seen anything out here, in the mist. Not yet, at least. But there's something to it that feels ever so slightly... unsettling. Who can say what sort of horrors could be lurking out here that her new acquaintance might be talking to.
The large white dog by her side woofs softly. He's unsettled too.]
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Hernan Guerra ( superman ) | JL: Gods and Monsters
Arrival
[ At a glance, you would never have known Hernan had been in a fight. When he arrived, the companion bots were efficient in shoving him into the tube and the water washed away the dried blood and debris. His body did the rest, soothing the pain and closing the open wounds.
But Hernan could still smell his skin burning.
For all his miraculous healing, his palm was still blistered and scorched, though the edges of it were starting to fade. It unnerved him how much longer it took for this wound to correct itself and there was no Kirk to ask why. What had made those guns different from any other he'd faced?
So wrapped up in his thoughts, Hernan hardly noticed the festivities around him until a companion bot approached and offered him a trick or a treat. "I don't want your candy," he said. It was rude, but he was in a sour mood. The companion bot wasn't deterred and offered a treat again and again when Hernan still refused. Finally, it put the candy in his hand and went away, leaving Hernan bewildered.
It wasn't until a little later that he finally ate the treat when he had gained his bearings and his blistered palm healed a little more. He was feeling better, festive even. But when he giggled the first time for no reason at all, it gave him pause. Uncrumpling the wrapper, he read the name of it. ]
Giggle drops?
[ At the word, another giggle erupts and he could tell this was going to suck. This was going to suck so much. ]
Getting Spooky
[ Hernan does not care for Halloween. The festivities themselves were never the bother. It was the people—always the people. He spent far too many of these long Halloween nights stopping vicious attacks on innocent people, and it seemed this holiday, in particular, brought out the worst Metropolis had to offer. It was tiresome.
The costume shop wasn't an unfamiliar sight, and after a moment of debate, Hernan headed inside. It was more to satisfy his curiosity than any real need for a costume. He thought it silly to hide behind masks, even on a holiday when it would have been the standard. It was still hiding, and Superman never hid from anything. Instead, he wanted to get a feel for the type of people he would find here. Were they just ordinary folks enjoying the festivities? Or was Etraya's Halloween going to be just as gruesome as the ones back home?
He wasn't interested in any of the costumes, though his fingers idled over the racks they hung from. He was people-watching, gathering intel to decide how prepared he needed to be. No one here seemed out of the ordinary and when he met the gaze of a passerby, he offered them a smile and a wink before moving on. ]
Masquerade
[ Hernan loved a good time, and this masquerade had the makings of a great one. The promise at least had him trading his jumpsuit and jacket for a red button-down, though it was open at the collar. Over it, he wore black, a matching jacket and trousers. His mask was nothing special; black Venetian that tied in the back.
Despite the mask, Hernan put little effort into hiding who he was. There was no change in his voice or in how he carried himself. He only wore the thing to keep to the spirit of the party.
Still, he's sociable as he mingles, laughing easily with the other guests. When he's ready to dance, he approaches the first pretty face he can find beneath the mask and offers his hand. ]
Would you like to dance?
Wildcard
[ Or if you'd like to try something different, feel free! We can plot if you want, just send me a pm. ]
Arrival
Cute.
[Then he hears Hernan giggling nearby and for a split second, his body tenses. Any longtime Gothamite knows spontaneous giggling or laughing is an omen for something much worse to come. But Jason also knows he's still recovering from his hallucination from earlier in the month so he mentally tries to calm himself down as he looks at Hernan]
You too, huh?
[The bat shadows continue to happily fly around him]
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John Reese | Person of Interest
[ John has been to many parties over the course of his career. Parties are a great place to get close to a mark, to be in the right place without being out of place. So who is he to turn down a chance at a party?
John arrives at the party with Harold, and though they don't stay together for very long John makes passes nearby every now and then, at random intervals so it doesn't become a pattern. He's not an amateur. But what he's really here for is to see everyone else who shows up. He and Finch can trade notes on what information they dig up later.
The drink he's holding as he wanders around is just a prop, he pretends to take a sip every now and then but nothing has proven that any food or beverage here is truly safe, so it's just for show. It looks suspicous to be at a party and not party, so. A drink. No food, though he supposes he could slight of hand a small bite of something if he really had to.
But there's no point to being here if he's not going to make some moves, so make a move he shall. John spots someone who looks like they're in need of a conversation partner and slides over smoothly in his tuxedo and rather plain black mask. ]
Hi, how's your evening going?
|| Trick or Treat
[ If there's a trick to this (haha) then John hasn't found one yet. The hard part is deciding what his trick will be. Tailing someone down the streets of New York or picking a lock aren't exactly easy to showcase in this scenario.
In the end he settles on field stripping his gun and reassembling it with his eyes closed. He has, in fact, done this before. As part of his training they made him learn with his eyes closed and then for good measure tested him in a dark room. John goes through the steps without hesitation or fumbling; he knows where all the parts are at all times, how they fit together.
After the show is over he puts the gun back inside his suit jacket, out of sight once again, and requests a pair of walkie-talkies. What he gets handed is not what he expected and there's just a look of disbelief as he stares at the blue and pink radios with cat ears and whiskers. It's maybe a comical sight in conjunction with his trick. ]
|| Wildcard
[ If you have an idea for something else hmu in pm! Open to prose or brackets. If you're looking for Harold and John together you can find that here, or message me if you want something else with them. ]
masquerade
But like John, he is here to observe others moreso than participate, which means he notices how the man has been carrying around a single cup for quite some time, how he never touches any of the food. This one, he ought to pay attention to, though whether he will be an ally or a threat remains to be seen. But Dazai doesn't approach him directly; it's easier to pretend as though he hasn't noticed anything, at least at first. He positions himself somewhere within John's line of sight and settles down with a plate of snacks, presenting himself as someone perhaps a bit out of his depth with all this; a little tired, a little overwhelmed.
His own mask is silly and stylized, ornate and yet ultimately useless at actually hiding his identity.]
It's certainly been a festive evening. We even got to perform our own tricks! But I do wonder, do you think our behavior here is subject to judgment by Echo as well, or are we sincerely meant to relax and enjoy ourselves?
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masquerade - to keep up the pattern
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Hikaru Shidou | Magic Knight Rayearth | ota, will match style
Costume Shop
Wildcard
Arrival Candy
You might wanna hold off on it.
[Jason tries to shoo away a few of the bat shadows]
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Re: Costume Shop
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arrival candy;
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Rufus Shinra | Final Fantasy VII
[Rufus is delighted as he arrives at the masquerade, adjusting the peacock feather mask that he's wearing. He wears a suit with the same hues of blue and green, the red rose tucked away.
This is his first time at a masquerade -the corporate events at Shinra weren't even close to as colorful and full of life as this party. And now that he's without Turk supervision tonight, he's going to enjoy himself however he wants.
With a flute of champagne in one, he enters the fray.]
Trick
[When asked if he knows any particular tricks inspiration comes to him instantly and Rufus is always happy to show off when he can.
Evan's knife is still in his pocket like always and he flicks out with a flair as he snaps the blade out. Years ago during the long stretches of boredom of house arrest Reno had taught Rufus some tricks to keep them both occupied, at least until Tseng caught them and put a stop to it.
Even though it was years since Rufus had done any of these tricks and his strength wasn't the same as it used to be he doesn't hesitate as the knife flicks between fingers, across the back of his hand to be caught in deft fingers.
He's not sure if he's going to be able to pull off the last trick without slicing a finger or two off since he's never done this with Evan's knife but that doesn't stop him from tossing the knife up in the air with the confidence of someone who definitely isn't doubting that he can pull this off.
But he's not losing any fingers today as he manages to catch the flat side of the blade between two fingers, letting out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.
He looks over at the person who joined during his demonstration, chuckling.]
Impressive, I know but I wouldn't try this at home unless you can spare a finger or two.
All Hallows
[Don't stay out past midnight- he's sure there is a good reason for it but Rufus can't sleep and even though he knows going out at night alone usually wasn't the best idea he needed, having some time alone when it's quiet is a welcome relief.
At least, until a flicker of a wisp in a familiar shape appears before him- vague at first as it darts in front of him, silently drawing him further into the darkness as the chill sets in.
He should go back, he feels a cold starting to drain his strength as the spirit takes form and even as a ghost, he still recognizes that smug smirk.
Even in death, Rufus knows that look on his father's face, almost smelling the smoke that had always lingered around him. The part of him reminding Rufus that this was nothing but an illusion in the frigid cold was starting to freeze over, leaving him with an emptiness.]
It took you long enough to decide to haunt me.
>Wildcard
[Feel free to toss up a starter of your own! You can hit me up at
trick
...But sometimes, it's not the skill itself that merits interest, but the actions that surround it. Dazai catches the little sigh of relief as Rufus finishes his act uninjured, coupled with the boast of sorts. He claps loudly, moreso than strictly necessary.]
Woooooow, that was amazing! Encore, encore...! Do you think you could do that with your eyes closed? I think that would be even more exciting!
[This is a bit unkind of him; he does intend to stop Rufus if he actually tries to go through with it, but he already has the beginnings of a red-string conspiracy board in his own head of the various traits among those brought here as 'representatives', and finding out how far someone might go for their pride is too useful an opportunity to pass up.]
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castiel / spn
( ooc: just to be clear, the options for costumes are 1. the untouchables, 2. a tiger, 3. an angel. please indicate if you'd like dean to be present as well! thank you :) )
i hope dean also likes math
her eyes go from this person's costume to the candy, nodding slowly because while the idea of a treat does have her interest, she's much more curious about their outfits. )
Could you tell me what 4t + 5 > 4t + 2... ( and yes, she says the whole "four t plus five...". ) is meant to stand for within the Phenomenal World? I've never seen it before.
( then her attention shifts to the other individual, also sizing his costume up next with the same curious sparkle in her eyes. )
And yours... That is... -5x + 1 ≤ -5x. They have a familiar pattern which means they must be common, is that correct?
( she is so curious, although she lacks a costume, she does seem to be interested in what everyone else is adorning at this place. new found information is ever free to learn for those who ask questions, and she will be asking. demons and angels? it's nothing she's seen on apeiron... the phenomenal world has such interesting concepts. )
poor dean
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katsuki bakugo ★ mha ★ ota
All Hallow's Eve | lmk if I can change anything
As he tiptoes down the stairs in his Hero gear, he hears a familiar voice in distress. He comes running, of course.
"Kacchan, what’s wrong? Kacchan—your lips are turning blue! It’s not even that cold outside, tell me what happened."
He hurries to slip an arm around his shoulders. Katsuki feels like ice. Izuku is surprised he can still move. Izuku pulls off his gauntlet with his teeth and clutches at his fingers to check his extremities. He mentally runs through a list of rescue procedures. Where’s Todoroki when you need him?
Breaking curfew will have to wait another night. "Into the elevator, hurry. I’ll warm you up at my place."
it's perfect!
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hyrilis zachariae | original character
[Man, now he really couldn't hate these robots. They were so hard at work, and honestly, to him, it was a bit endearing. He could forgive their earlier sin of blasting him with water when he first arrived here, and he most likely would. He wasn't one to hold a grudge and all, but he couldn't help but watch the robots from afar for the time being. Curious about why they do what they do, but he wasn't going to just interrupt them while they were decorating.
He stands in silence for the time being, but hums as he's approached by one of the robots holding the bucket. One hand reaching out for a piece of candy, before he unwraps one and tucks the wrapper in his pocket. Quietly examining the treat, and just eating it without a second thought.]
Hah, I gotta be careful. These things could be poisoned.
[And without care, and again, without a second thought, he pops the second candy in his mouth.]
ii. masquerade
[Masquerade parties were common at the academy, and he was no stranger to them. However, he would always go as an adviser, rather than an attendee. To be given a chance to go as an attendee was a bit awkward, and out of his comfort zone. Just enough that he can feel his skin clamming up from the nerves, while gloved hands shove themselves into his coat pocket so he can fidget with his fingers away from prying eyes.
While he wishes that he could just blend in with the crowd, his towering height and overall appearance makes him stand out. Well aware of this, he does find a place where he can sit down and stay away from most of the attendees. His eyes far away from the crowd, and out the window.]
Nevverr did like attending parties like this when I was a student.
iii. hallow's eve
[That warning should be enough for Hyrilis to go back to his apartment. However, he finds himself lost in the new area, unable to really navigate where he was going. He had walked off needlessly, and away from everyone so he could catch some air. And now he was lost, and there was definitely a chill in the air that he's unable to ignore, even underneath his coat.
His arms wrap around themselves as he tries to find his way back to the apartments, but there's a flash of white that appears in his peripherals. A single blink, and he's almost certain that he sees his wife. What was she doing here, though? And why did she ignore him like that?]
Lilith! Hey--!
[The cold is almost painful when her ghost passes him, and his legs almost feel weak underneath his weight.]
iii
the area around her is foggy which makes hard to decipher things around her, but there is one irrational number that remains a constant to her. it's paired with a familiar voice and a name she's heard before. with a lantern in hand, she holds it up in the fog to catch him from behind. she tries to figure out why he's standing in place with his arms wrapped around himself, but she turns off the lantern as she trots over with a warm smile on her face.
even with the world growing dark around them again, she looks up to him with a spark of curiosity in her eyes. )
Are you afraid of the dark... Boo!
( while that couldn't be it, she can't help but wonder what's brought him so far out. )
Did those bots trick you to come this far?
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dean winchester | supernatural
all hallows eve/skellies - closed to Castiel
(( ooc; trying this again! terribly sorry for the lost tags in the last mission - things got insane, we got hit by Helene in WNC, so I had to just let that shit go lmao. feel free to tag dean, or Dean and Cas' joint option here! ))
all hallows eve
dean's prayer startles him so badly he nearly falls from his rooftop perch. angel radio has been completely, utterly silent since he arrived, and like the socket of an empty tooth he's done his best not to poke at it lest the side-effects worsen. dean's voice is loud in the comparative silence.
but once he gets his bearings, he's there without hesitation. he can hear the tension in dean's voice.
knows immediately that he's in danger.
the manner of which becomes immediately obvious when he arrives. ]
Dean—!
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Linhardt von Hevring | Fire Emblem: 3 Houses
Floating fudge
[ The novelty of floating two feet in the air wears off after less than 5 minutes. However, after Linhardt almost trips and 'catches' himself, an idea begins to take shape. An idea that ordinarily he would test on Caspar. But Caspar is not here.
It's a very irresponsible idea.
It's also an idea that could be very fun.
Never one to deprive himself of pleasure, Linhardt debates for all of thirty seconds before he remembers that he is under no obligation to be responsible in Etraya. Summoning his wind magic, Linhardt launches himself upward into the sky, using the fudge's floating as a platform to focus the wind underneath him. He lets out a rare yell of pure joy as he rockets up through the air, reveling in the feeling of flying, arms spread in delight without a hint of self-consciousness.
Unfortunately, what goes up must come down. Linhardt's yell of jubilent glee on the way down, at least until he sees that there's someone where he's about to 'land'. ]
Look out - look out get out of the way!
[ Such an emotional outburst is rare from Linhardt, but given he's falling at great speed and there's someone right under where he's about to 'land', the loud vocalization seems appropriate. MOVE. Or he's going to fall on top of you! The fudge only keeps him a few feet off the ground; it's not going to stop him from crashing into the top of someone's head.
He regrets nothing. If the person doesn't move, it's their own fault!]
Getting Spooky - Tired baby dragon is tired...
[OOC: Aka: The one where Linhardt puts on a dragon onesie, falls asleep, and wakes up as a confused little dragon.]
[ The ground is cold. That is the first thought the hatching has when it awakes, less than a foot long from snout to tip. It shudders and moves its feet, trying to minimize contact with the cold ground. It doesn't work. The dragon huffs. It's cold and it doesn't like it!
Wings flap fervently as the little creature struggles to lift itself into the air, straining with the effort of lifting itself in the windless and still air. The hatchling barely manages to rise six feet in the air, but still trills in triumph, throwing its scaled head back and closing its eyes, clearly pleased with itself.
Then, it yawns. Flying is tiring! It has to keep its wings moving or it's going to fall! He's tired! The tiny dragon looks around with confused, unfamiliar eyes, head moving too and fro in an indecisive motion. Where to go? The ground is so far away...
There.
There looks soft. The dragon isn't sure how it knows this, but it does. If he lands there, it will be soft. He can sleep there.
The small creature struggles, gliding its way onto someone with uncertain wings and scrambling once its legs make contact, only stopping once it's found somewhere to rest. A pocket. A particularly welcoming hair style. A hood. Perhaps a bag, if the inside is cozy enough, though it prefers the heat given off by the large creatures.
Wherever it is, the reptile lives there now. It curls around itself, tail wrapped like a loafing cat's, and places its head happily on its paws. Warm. Warm and soft is good. ]
It's a cat, not a cat bed! (getting spooky)
Hence why they were just resting in a classic loaf position when something tiny and winged decided to drop down on their back and take a nap.]
Excuse me, but that's my back you're on.
[One can hope this creature is sentient. Surely they aren't the lone example of that. Unlike a real cat, Sleeper doesn't usually bother with fur because it's hard to get the density and texture right. So their substance is velvety soft and warm, almost like a heated waterbed. Especially considering how liquid this cat's native state really is.]
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rosie ❥ original ❥ ota
❥ costume.
❥ hide your face.
❥ all hallow's eve.
❥ wildcard / plot with me.
▸hide your face
It was when she asked for another dance though, that Heather began to show her true spirit. Playful, a bit rough around the edges, but she was clearly having a hard time resisting those puppy dog eyes.
"Well, what the hell? I guess another song couldn't hurt. Just don't spin us around so much, I might end up throwing up."
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Hob Gadling | Open/will match style
Hob really enjoys Halloween. It's fun to see everyone dressed up and having a good time. Although he couldn't decide on a costume, he is shopping for some candy. Possibly for himself. This time of year, everyone gets a sweet tooth, right? But he's not going to object to the idea of a costume, either, should he encounter the right one.
He'll start with the candy shops first, though. Provided they are safe, and appear to be so, he's going to get a variety of things to try and some to pass on to the folks he might encounter, just for fun.
"Oh, these look good." He turns to the first person he sees. "Have you tried these sour ones? I hear they're pretty dangerous."
Masquerade
As long as Hob has been in this world, he still feels out of place. Maybe because new things are happening and everything is always changing. He feels no closer to the goal Echo brought him here to achieve or even knows how to really make a difference for his universe. But, he is still here, so perhaps he's doing something right?
As he wanders the party, he can’t help but think about some of the others he’s met. Particularly, the people he felt close to who are gone. They disappeared just as new people arrived. It leaves him feeling a little lonely. A friendly face would be nice, but they're all covered in masks, including his own.
So, Hob lurks about, dressed a little elaborately for the occasion with an embroidered blue vest and ruffled shirt, along with a blue and silver mask to match his attire. Still, he's unable to hide his downcast feelings with his lips turned into a soft frown.
Open to whatever!
[ooc: start with whatever pleases you. ]
Masquerade
Dressed impeccably as always in a green tuxedo and matching mask, Loki makes his way through the party, wondering if he’ll be able to figure out who anyone is. It’s a game he’s always played at events like this. It’s fun to try and figure it out, though he knows this time will be more difficult simply because he doesn’t know as many people.
It’s almost as if he’s drawn to the mysterious man in blue, he thinks because of the obvious frown on his face. The events of recent weeks has made Loki feel similarly, though he’s trying to perk himself up by attending this party. And maybe cheering someone else up will help with that.
“Not enjoying the party then?”
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getting spooky; well hi!
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heather mason | silent hill 3
— masquerade
— trick or treat (all hollow's eve)
— wildcard
- costume shop
[ Vincent quips as he rounds the corner. He knows she spoke before acknowledging who came to join her. His smile flashes briefly on his face as he walks around her space, looking at everything with mild interest. ]
'Course, if you'd like to hold my hand again, I suppose I can spare some time for it. [ Turning his head away, he snickers to himself - his face warps into a hideous joke of amusement before shifting back to his usual expression. ] Just a joke.
I know that isn't something that you actually wanted to do.
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sam carpenter | scream
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crowd-watching, he's danced, interacted, and now he might as well take a break. the company is not unwelcomed though, and he throws a charming smile at her.)
Honestly, the bar was very low after those...
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getting spooky
Sleeper | Venom/Marvel Comics | OTA
Those in the vicinity of the new stores can mark off one more crazy thing they never expected to see, since Sleeper found one of those pumpkin Halloween candy buckets and is going from shop to shop filling it with all the chocolate they can find. They haven't seen all that much of the delicacy, and while they can find other sources of nutrition, chocolate is far easier on everyone. Sure, they could have shifted to a more convenient form, like one with opposable thumbs, but they find it more amusing to be carrying around a contain in their teeth and hopping up on tables and counters to literally paw through the selection.
They don't even have an ounce of shame over such behavior, instead hamming it up a little by rubbing against the companion bots and asking for attention. When they notice you, it's with a shrug and a huff of near-laughter.
"What's the matter, never seen a cat go hunting for food?" they ask, as if there were nothing wrong with their actions. Which, of course, there aren't.
B. Costume Critique
Sleeper doesn't really feel the need to dress up for Halloween because they're always dressed up. If they really wanted to surprise people, they suppose they could shift form to something more human-looking, but there hasn't really been a need. But they definitely enjoy the decorations and theming, blending right into the stock of weird and spooky animal toys. Also, it means they can watch the other residents exploring. After getting kidnapped and thrown into some kind of cataclysmic battle, they could use some less deadly entertainment. Humans and their costume choices are always interesting. Like that devil guy in Hell's Kitchen, or the spider dude in Queens.
"You really going to go with that one?" they can't help asking. Maybe they're incredulous, maybe they're just giving you a hard time.
C. Trick or Treat
The bots asking for tricks are another tempting way to increase their store of chocolate for nutritional supplementation. They politely offer to do animal impressions, shapeshifting easily between forms as only a being made of sentient ooze really could manage. From cat to wolf to rabbit and more. The reward of chocolate bunnies is a little surprising, but they suppose it could have been mice. Noticing an audience member that isn't one of the bots, they turn.
"Do you have another request?"
Who knows, they might even do it. It's hardly demeaning when one lives by their malleability.
D. Wildcard
[Come find the cat lurking around, hiding in plain site, or reading a book. They're always around, although they might be effectively invisible if the mood strikes. Feel free to throw something different my way, or contact me to plot specifics here, on plurk (
Trick or Treat
You can change into different animals, right? How about a sloth and a saber tooth?
[Can’t blame him for being curious about the cat's abilities after seeing it in action.]
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trafalgar law | one piece
⏵ getting spooky! ⏴
It's not even the first costume shop he's been in, but the one he's currently in is small, almost tucked away but still noticeable. Law has started hearing rumors about the shops, and now he's remembering what Fabian told him on his arrival: don't trust anything that just appears. Some food was safe (though he hasn't risked any candy just yet), and some shops appeared to be anchored, but this one? He's suspicious already. Despite his suspicions, he found his way inside, inspecting a rather gaudy vampire costume with feigned interest.
He sighs, walking further into the store before spotting a passingly familiar clown costume and raising a brow. Someone please educate this boy on Halloween, because who in their right mind would want to dress up as Buggy? It even comes with a red nose and it's almost laughable.
It's the pirate costume that has his attention in the end, examining the cheap fabric and very fake sword that comes with it. Someone could maybe pass as one in this, but it's frilly, outlandish, and draws too much attention -- at least in his opinion at any rate.
"Who would even wear this?" And more importantly, why? "Seems like a waste of time."
Sorry if you wanted fun from him.
⏵ all hallow's eve ⏴
Law wasn't going to show off any tricks to the companion bots, so he just wanders through taking in the sights. He's still trying to find his way around, explore the area enough to get a rough idea of what's around and start planning. Ideally, he'll have some semblance of an idea sooner rather than later, but he knows that these things take time. He holds his nodachi tight, keeping it close. He didn't think that someone would attack him, but he didn't want to take chances.
It was getting late, and everything at night was wrong. The night sky, the stars, and even the light was unfamiliar. He already hated being on land more than he had to and wondered how much of this world the others knew. Was there a sea? How far had anyone traveled? His mind wanders with unanswered questions when he hears her.
He stops in his tracks, the color in his face draining as he turns around. Another ghost, he realizes, but the pained expression on his face is one he can't school.
"Lami..."
He was starting to hate this place.
⏵ wildcard ⏴
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getting spooky!!
If the voice sounds like it's coming out of nowhere, that's because for all intents and purposes, it is. Riz, sticky-fingered as he is, was completely concealed behind the counter of the shop although he hadn't found anything compelling enough to take, and is happy enough to hop up atop the counter, out of his hiding place.
Riz himself looks a bit like something someone may dress up as for Halloween - short and green-skinned, with large, bat-like ears and a sharp-toothed grin - but he doesn't appear to otherwise be in costume. He's dressed formally, but not unusually, in a sharp suit-and-tie number, with a very real gun and sword hanging by his side: an arquebus and a rapier, both holsters well taken care of but visibly battle-worn.
"Apparently that's a tradition in some places. To dress up as stuff you're not, I guess?" He wrinkles his broad nose at the pirate costume. He imagines Fabian would have a sharp-tongued thing or two to say about that. "Kinda bullshit that they don't even give you a real sword, though."
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all hallow's eve | osamu dazai
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