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And without further ado:
"Welcome our dear guests! We've been waiting for you!"
The Prompts:
Prompt 1 - Arrival: Having just arrived to Halloween Town, you may feel a little queasy. That is entirely natural. You're in a giant circular room with whatever it is you may have brought with you. A very tall figure walks out of the shadows and he's incredibly pale... that is until you realize the hand reaching out to you is not bone-thin, oh no, it is actual bone. Meet the ruler of Halloween Town and the king of Halloween, Jack Skellington. He greets you with a big smile and exclaims with joy how happy he is that you made it and how much happier he is to see you, one hand held out in greeting and the other holding the Jack o' Laptop he has ready for you.
Perhaps you stay to listen to him explain what awaits you and he will then happily escort you outside into the town to provide you a quick explanation before he excuses himself to greet the other new arrivals, leaving you to explore the town. Or, perhaps, the mere sight of a skeleton was... not what you were expecting and you ran out screaming before he can get more than a "Hello-" out.
Either way:
Prompt 2 - The Town: Whether you ran out screaming or were guided out into the town, there are most certainly monsters and ghouls all about. If you were patient enough to wait for an explanation, you know that they are the residents of this holiday. If you ran out screaming? Well, you might be getting more than a few scares- we mean... stares. But the town is just waiting for you to explore! But something is strange. When you look into a mirror or see a glass you look just a tiny bit off. And perhaps you feel just a tiny bit different.
Maybe you don't even have a reflection and all you can feel at the moment is a deep need to feed. Surely someone can help you... provided you can stop screaming at the sight of the citizens long enough.
We wouldn't recommend attacking any of the citizens, however, newborn monster that you are. We wouldn't want you to be a spirit so early in your visit.
Prompt 3 - The First Door: You've now been in Halloween Town for several days and while the zombies eat brains and the vampires drink blood, no one has tried to attack you (unless you've attacked them first, of course). The mayor, driving in his car announces a town meeting! Everyone must come to the Town Hall, even our new arrivals. Jack and Sally explain that Easter is nearly here! And the Easter Bunny has been kind enough to invite you all to experience what it's like to get ready for the holiday! It is time to take your trip through the Hitherlands to the door of Holidays. The path is laid out with Jack o' lanterns and linked bat-light strings between the trees to guide you to the doors. Don't mind that rather ominous entrance, within is perfectly safe... well... at least we think it is. As you travel along the path, you'll come across all the doors, but the one you are seeking is the one currently open. Trying to open the other doors, be it with spells or with force will result in nothing. Do you go in? Do you head back to the town?
Prompt 4 - Easter Island:Welcome to Easter Island! You may need to squint at first, since it's so bright and colorful, the complete opposite of Halloween Town. But once your vision adjusts, you'll notice something... different. You will find you are no longer any monsters but instead you're- well... to put it quite plainly, you're adorable! You have been turned into the citizens of Easter Island! The Easter Bunny welcomes you warmly, quite surprised to see so many adorable newcomers! And you'll find, perhaps without surprise at this point, that you can understand him. So what does he have planned for you?
Prompt 5 - Easter Egg Hunt: No matter what cute, adorable, and fluffy animal or egg ghost you've been turned into, there is an Easter basket waiting for you to go on a hunt! Throughout the entire island, that's yours to explore, are all sorts of different colored eggs. Each differently colored egg offers you a special reward or a certain kind of magic.
If you find:
A red egg: Will make you more inclined to hug and cuddle with the next person you see. A pink egg: Is a dark chocolate egg! Mmm chocolate. An orange egg: Is a milk chocolate egg. Mmm more chocolate. A yellow egg: Will suddenly turn into a small plush animal that replicates the animal you got turned into. It's so soft and fluffy. A green egg: Will turn into a little plastic egg-bracelet or egg earrings. Don't lose them though, the Easter Bunny asked Lady Luck to imbue them with a tiny bit of luck. A blue egg: Will make you burst out into song and you can't stop until you finish that song. A purple egg: A couple extra Holidollars and you get to take that with you back to Halloween Town.
But perhaps an egg hunt isn't something you're interested in! That's completely fine, the citizens need a lot of help getting ready for Easter for people! There's all sorts of jobs you can do! There's egg painting, egg counting, egg gathering, and basket weaving! All of these jobs pay Holidollars and you're making holidays wonderful for children everywhere!
Just don't drop the eggs! We don't want to make more egg spirits! Dropping an egg will bring you a whole day of bad luck as well.
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2: Definitely hallucinating (as a lycan: a human with features oddly reminiscent of a squirrel) [He'd drunken the potion and got his ass brought to the town. And considering all that he was seeing, he was pretty sure the drink had to be acid or something and one of his friends was playing a very crappy joke at his expense. At least he was still inside Alexandria. Probably. Probably passed out on the floor of the living room...
Whatever. That person? thing? over there looked interesting. Whatever it was.
Daryl decided to poke it just to see if it moved.
Congratulations, you just got poked.]
4: Like a Lamb to the... Wait, you want me to what? [This wasn't funny anymore. Not only was he a fucking lamb, not only did he have a fucking pink ribbon bow tie, but the big bunny rabbit running the show wanted him to go polish the eggs. And no matter his protest, a gaggle of other rabbits had somehow managed to shove him off with their noses to join up with the other lambs.
Well, screw that.
Left to his own devices, Daryl stood up and started exploring. Grumbling a few choice obscenities under his breath. He was, perhaps, currently the most angry looking adorable little wooly baby on Easter Island.]
Making the decision to drink the potion had taken barely a second of thought. As far as Sora's aware, he's helped Jack and Sally and the others more than once already, and he's always happy to visit his friends again. The fact that he's not immediately in his usual Halloween Town outfit upon arrival is a little strange to him though. There are no familiar fangs in his mouth, his fingers aren't claw-like, and a look over his shoulder proves there's no bat wings on his back. All-in-all, he seems to look pretty normal... except maybe his skin is a little paler?
He doesn't get a lot of time to ponder this though, because there's a very familiar face. Any possible worries are forgotten, and he's grinning. "Jack!"
PROMPT 2: THE TOWN
There are familiar landmarks here, but overall there's so much more, that Sora is a little like a kid in a candy store. Which is maybe a more accurate description than he even realizes yet. As he explores the places that are brand new to him, like the University, the Hospital, and the Lake. As excited as he is, he might literally bump into a few people.
It's at this last place, the Black Crystal Lake, that he finally sees his reflection. His skin is definitely paler in color. Like, bone-white.
"I guess it makes sense, if it's a different Halloween Town. I just turn into something else..." Admittedly, it's kind of a boring "something else," comparatively speaking.
PROMPT 4: EASTER ISLAND
He's a fawn. It's a good thing he has at least some experience moving about on four legs, but these are definitely different than lion legs. After not too long, he gets more used to it, and finds he enjoys being this close to the grass, the flowers. Meeting the Easter Bunny is no small thing either, he's more than happy to listen to him and do whatever is asked of him.
PROMPT 5: EGG HUNT
With his Easter basket being carried in his mouth, Sora explores the Island and hunts for eggs. At some point, he must have found a yellow one, as eventually there's a soft plush little fawn riding atop his head as he continues to search.
[ I'm open to prose or actionspam-type tags. In Halloween Town, I'm playing with the idea of making Sora a Trick-or-Treater, but I'll also be willing to try him out as a Ragdoll or a Lycanthrope, just let me know which version you want to play with, otherwise I'll default to the Trick-or-Treater version. ]
Well, that was strange. He thought that bottle on his workbench was something that Dan had left as a reminder to him to eat or drink something once in a while (when he'd much rather give himself a dose of diluted ReAgent to keep himself going without the dull affairs of eating or drinking... or sleeping, for that matter). But the next thing he knew, he'd gone woozy and everything had slid sideways, dumping him into... wherever he'd ended up. That talking skeleton in the pin-striped tailcoat has to come as a result of a dream, but it all feels far too real. And what on earth kind of device has his host given him?
Better yet: why does he now have large sutures on his wrists and other places on his arms, and while he knows he doesn't get much sun (not in the misty Miskatonic Valley, and especially not with his nocturnal habits), yet that doesn't explain the bluish tinge to it....
"This begs an explanation..." he murmurs.
2 - The Town (As Zombie)
Now that he has started to settle in, Herbert has also started to make his way - his slow way - about the town, exploring it as much as he can when he doesn't cover much ground at a time. It looks like some crazy version of Salem at Halloween, only with the decor, costuming and venues multiplied exponentially in their Halloween-iness. It has a weird charm to it, but he can't really take it seriously. Sooner or later, whatever Dan put into that drink has to wear off and he'll wake up... except that it all looks and feels too real for him to chalk it up to mere chemical sources...
3 - Easter Island
Right when he thought nothing could get more strange, he got invited into a wooded area and thence through an egg-shaped door in the trunk of one of the trees... and into a sunlit meadow overflowing with flowers. And then it got even strange: as he turns to look about him, he realizes he's lost some of his height and his eyes are placed differently in his head. Looking down, he realizes lavender paws have replaced his hands.
"What on earth...? All right, fantasy world logic: monsters in that Halloween place, rabbits in... Springland," he says, not ready to use the E-word, since he gave up Christianity for Lent when he was nine...
[ Most people wouldn't exactly drink some random thing brought to them, nevermind one that a bat gave them, Kominato Ryousuke isn't... really like most people. It was just a shot in the dark, but it's one that he doesn't regret taking considering something does, in fact, happen. Probably a good thing he made sure to pack his bag properly, going so far as to grab his bat and its bag as well to make his trip a little easier.
He should, maybe, be concerned about the skeleton greeting him? But he's read about weirder things in his favorite books, so. ]
Spooky. [ Said more to himself than anyone else, as he takes the bright orange laptop, although nearby arrivals are more than welcome to pick up his twisted amusement at all of this. (He's maybe a little delighted, in his own way.) ]
B - THE TOWN
[ Here Ryousuke is, now, walking around town with a curious sort of air to him. He brings a splash of color to the town with his bright hair under his (equally bright) baseball cap, but unlike any other new arrivals that might be running around screaming or quaking, he's perfectly placid. His serene, vaguely enigmatic smile is in place as always, as he checks things out, approaching monsters without hesitation. At least he's not the smallest person - or, individual, anyways, do these townsfolk qualify as persons?
Anyways, he's distracted enough by his investigation that he's a perfect target for other unsuspecting arrivals to bump into, and he's not exactly adverse to walking up to other new arrivals to give them a poke if they have visible changes, themselves.
If he can find somewhere to get a drink, though, that'd be great - he feels strangely parched at the moment.
Which means he's gravitating a little towards the water sources, such as the fountain in the plaza. At least that means that he gets to people watch, especially when at the end of the day he winds up sitting perched on the edge of it, his bags at his feet and just... assessing. ]
C - EASTER ISLAND
[ Though, he does have some complaints when he comes through the door to Easter Island, after he's poked around town enough.
Because it wasn't bad enough that he's so short and thin, especially compared to many of his friends, of course he winds up getting turned into a rabbit. Ryousuke's nose twitches in annoyance, but he decides that there have been enough stories about killer rabbits in fiction that he may as well just go with it. Anyone calls him cute, he's within his rights to act on it, he thinks.
A part of him is very, very tempted to turn right back around on his cottontail to head back to Halloween Town, though. ]
[You expect Heaven, you expect Hell. You don't really expect - a thousand and one Tim Burton looking jackasses running around. or impossibly tall skeletons. To say Grant Ward wasn't prepared was - an understatement. The place twists. It bends and twists and maybe the comparison's wrong. Or not. The few minutes he's been here and already it seems more real, more lifelike then any movie. Had he only dreamed the end? The bitter draft Malick (or was it Coulson?) had forced down his throat? Idiots.
To say the least.
Hell or not, Heaven or not, he'd be less concerned with staying put and more concerned with getting out if he weren't entirely sure that the weight on his chest wasn't death with a big capital D. No pearly gates, none of what he was expecting...just the grim memory of Coulson staring him down and then nothing. Hard not to be angry. He could have at least gotten Kara back. Rotting together...
He allowed himself a brief unpleasant smile.
Staggering away from the skeleton (screw you very much Mr. smiling white boned son of a -) he might shove through a few patrons on his way out. The only natural solution is to see if this hell hole (or was it?) had a bar with something heavy on tap. What matters is getting there no matter who's in his way - until the laptop spills out of his hands to land on the concrete.
Ward sucks on his teeth briefly - but it doesn't break somehow. That brief bit of karma judgement is enough to make him roll his eyes at the nearest person he's knocked into.]
...Sorry.
[It's been a long day.]
THE TOWN (As a Trick or Treater)
[This is what he's learned in pacing through the town in a nutshell. HYDRA action report. SHIELD Field notes.
1. There's no way out, and the forest is endless. Or near to endless. It's also useless for camping because there's something in it that's off.
Yeah that's it. Off. (It's totally not because he nearly pissed his pants two nights out there. Nope. It's not.)
2. It's dangerous. While he may have found a room above that same bar he first nearly passed out in he can hear howling in the street, shrieks, and screams. He's used to shrieks and screams but the degree that they're happening causes some concern.
3. Something is changing the new arrivals. It's not terragenesis despite the oppressive fog that he wakes up to in the early morning. He's seen people walking around half naked, some with scales, some with an obsessive need to play doctor. Apart from a grayish tinge to his skin and an almost skeletal look to his features (but that's really the fog. It's gotta be.) it's doing something to the residents.
Waking up today however - the shrieks and screams weren't nearly as unsettling, the twisting roads and long alleyways weren't nearly as annoying. Sweep the bar, wash the windows, start setting out breakfast. Meat, sausage, blood, the occasional rotted egg which isn't nearly as upsetting because it's a promotion and -
And the proprietor, that witch (or was she one of the werewolves? It was hard to remember) had left out a great big lollipop. So what if it was 9am? Sugar's a great way to start the day - better then three shots of whiskey that she'd found for him the first night.
Ward can be found at the bar, supervising breakfast to an extent, pausing only to take a pull on the lollipop every once in awhile. Once it's done he breaks open a pack of chocolates along the bar.
Keep up the energy and all that.]
The Town 2: (As a Zombie)
[Adapt and Survive. Despite the shrieks and the screams it wasn't really that bad a day. A nice curving road, the tall spires of the town, the fact that he'd developed a tendency to crave what he was carrying in the container he currently shuffled along with. Well Grant Ward, you're a zombie.
He'd almost made a joke. Almost. Until Sue had put a brain down in front of him and he'd dug in.
She wouldn't mind him grabbing one out of the container right? Right. Us Zombies gotta stick together. It's just maddeningly slow to set the container that reads hospital down, open the lid, and pull out a fresh one that smells...deliciously disgusting.
Heedless of the people watching him. Mmmm. Mmm.
Don't mind the guy sitting on the side of the alley with a box of brains and a very inhuman moan as he eats one. Just one.]
[Unusual dimensions are his bag, finding out that he's been transformed into something inhuman is not. Put two and two together - he realizes just what he's become and he could laugh. Spend nine days out of ten drunk and stare at his lucky left hand -
And laugh.
That's why he's looking for as many books as he can about "rag dolls". Flip a page and ignore the fact that his hand's bleeding all over the desk. Paper cuts and such.]
Town 2.: (Lake Creatures Go.)
[What helps when you have spines coming through your cheeks? Your neck? Your skin darkening into scales? Music. Lindsey plays surprisingly well and he's taken up a stance at the fountain.]
Pretty girl on every corner...
[Seems appropriate. The webbing between his fingers makes interesting sounds out of his notes.]
I can't take the cold...
[Come and listen if you'd like.]
Easter Island
[One unhappy little duck is crossing over his tiny tufts of wings across his chest.]
[Zombie meet one Trick or Treater. Not that he's accepted it entirely. Maybe it's a bit easier for Ward, given that the last thing he remembered was - well. Death but the shrieks and screams have filtered into background noise. The alleys feel like home.
Or maybe it's just because if he's not drinking he'd feel a lot better with a snickers bar (or the closest thing to it) in his mouth.
It's annoying. A grown ass man developing such a fondness for candy but given that his landlady's a zombie and the first thing she did was give him a sewing machine You're a trick or treater sweet pea. Accept it. You might feel better.
He falls in beside Herbert. In one bag he's got fabric - long black fabric - in the other he's got a bag of chocolate - things that he's chewing on. He's dead. Rot your teeth and gain 300 pounds why not?]
Zombie.
[This is the happiest he's been since coming here. Time to make sure his traditional skills are still in play even with these new urges.]
]🎃[ -=Prompt 1 & 2=- ]🎃[ Sam is small, child like in size. He has on orange footie pajamas and a burlap sack tied nearly around his mysterious head. Button eyes sewn on it, to help the appearance. He's grimy and dirty and honestly he looks as if he would fit into this setting very well.
The thing is, this is not his home. His holiday was over a few months ago and he's already wandered on to where he should be, to rest and eat chocolate and dream of better days and Halloween spirit. And yet here he was, being greeted fondly by a Pumpkin King. A new Little Trick-or-Treater? He was fine with that. It was what he enjoyed anyhow.
Sam was good. He took the information from the other, nodded in understanding, even if he didn't really understand, and then wandered off and out into the town to look around. It was strange. He knew what werewolves were and vampires. He sat with ghosts and dead things before, but none of these looked... the same. Interesting.
While humans trapped in the wrong place, it seems, ran about screaming or looking scared, Sam sat on a crooked brick wall, head tilted, a burlap sack in his hands, and chewing on a razor filled chocolate from it. Curious about everyone running around. Normally... had he seem such disrespect of his namesake, he'd kill them to teach them a less. In this place, he feels at peace and more interested in watching others run wild.
]🎃[ -=Prompt 3=- ]🎃[ Oh, this place has town meetings! How queer. He was out rolling a jack-o-lantern's head around, curious to how it moved. He loved these things. When he heard the mayor call for the town meeting. Honestly, he couldn't help but see what this was about.
Seated on a pew in the back, he looked tiny compared to others. his feet swing back and forth, and he crunches on a sucker, just under the edge of his burlap mask. He's not paying much attention to anything, but looking for new people like him. Or, new to this place. If he spots one, he might shimmy over and sit with them.
Halloween is over for him, so now it is time to enjoy things and not need to kill. So fear not. He'll be good.
]🎃[ -=Prompt 4=- ]🎃[ The LIGHT is OFFENSIVE!
The FLUFFY TAIL is TERRIBLE.
A scraggly yet oddly cute looking bunny sat in a field of tulips and was pulling at his ears. A squeaked sound of annoyance as he did. A long foot thumped on the ground and he grunted, yanking. His tail wiggled and moved. His nose twitched. He had on a little orange vest and a few eggs around him. Most of which he wanted nothing more then to BREAK.
This is OFFENSIVE and TERRIBLE and BRIGHT and CLEAN and TOO NICE. He does not LIKE it. And right now he's so confused. A small growl as he tries to use his hind legs to rip off the ears. What ARE these things on his head ANYHOW? Sam NEVER talks, but right now he is whining. A very tiny whine of "I don't... l-like it..."
[You want to be dashing or debonair when you're a grown man in a costume, not wearing a dark gray burlap sack with buttons where the wolf eyes are supposed to be. At least the costume's respectable and why he built it is a mystery but he showed up at houses and got candy in response. Which is why he's walking, heedless, and then crouching to count the candy.
the growl when he spots sam is unintentional. He needs this candy.]
[Currently more amused than upset about this rather creative hallucination on his part - the realization that it wasn't one would come much later - Daryl couldn't help the smile he tried to hide. He wasn't particularly successful in that endeavor. Usually his hallucinations involved his brother, Merle. And he hadn't had one of those since Merle actually died. So the change in pace was actually a relief.
Still, he tossed his hands up in a mock surrender and took a step back.]
Sorry. Wasn't sure if you was a decoration or not.
[Sam like trick 'or treating. It's what he knows. He loves candy. For those who give him candy he leaves them alone. For those who have no respect for the holiday, he bites their faces off or throws a fit. Helps lead spirits to their house or worse.]
[Here at least he is tame. Curious. He's seated on the wall, chewing on his own candy. Spitting out a razor to the ground, blood on it from his weird hidden mouth, he shrugged.]
[What IS he? he lifts up his sack. To show what he is. A trick 'r treater.]
[He gave a little grunt in reply. Maybe he should start talking to people here. Maybe not. He waved his hand, cheerful with the chocolate bar in his stubby fingers]
[Nope. DOES NOT LIKE THIS. He doesn't like it at all. He's a bunny. He's not sure why he came here, but he hates it. He's a bunny, with a bloody ear cus he tried do hard to rip it off.]
[A little orange vest, and he's walking, or bouncing, on hind legs. He seems frustrated and abnormally twitchy. He has a basket though. And it is filling with eggs. THIS is like trick-r-treating! except you have to go find your own eggs! The rabbit has a chocolate egg crammed into his mouth, dragging his basket along and trying to grab a green egg. He smashes it with his foot, finding ear rings and making him frown. Not chocolate. He chucks them... and hits a lamb on mistake.]
[With a small grunt he goes to look for more, but... pauses looking at the lamb. Head tilting. The creatures in this island are dumb. So he drops his basket, raises his paws up and gives a screech, like he's trying to scare the lamb!]
[Sam slide down and moves over to the tall one, head tilting. Looking over the costume, curiously. Then there is a nod. He has a burlap mask and button eyes as well.]
[from his own bag, very carefully, he picks out a candy bar. a small one, and offers it to the other. Ward, be careful and always check your candy! There is a razor in this one too. But here, he is rewarding you.]
Like it... [He actually said... in a deep broken sounding voice. He never talks, not often at least.]
[He's a bottomless pit it feels, and all he wants is candy - briefly. It dissolves but he's pretty easily soothed by praise. And gifts. He reaches for the candy bar and slides his mask back down over his chocolate stained face.]
Thanks.
[You get a piece too. A lollipop. A little one but it's still there. Same team. He leans against the wall, bag dropped to the side.]
When I was a kid, I never got to keep my candy. My brother used to beat me up and take it. This...
Feels like payback. Feels right.
[His gloves need to be gray. Same color as the mask.]
[Weird was an everyday thing for Rocket. He was use to it and expected it most of the time. Sure it would be nice to actually get a chance to just have a normal day here and there but, well, being a Guardian of the Galaxy didn't really allow for that. So when the strange little bat had appeared with a letter and a vial, Rocket had initially been wary of it, reading the note several times over before he'd finally given into the odd temptation he was feeling.
And that's how he'd ended up talking to a weird skeleton alien. From there it had only gotten weirder as he was led out into a town, the raccoon's ears perked and twitching as he looked around, half expecting something to jump out at him. He had questions, lots of them, but before he could get a word out the skeleton was gone.
Rocket stared after him before his ears fell back and his tail gave a sharp twitch.]
Now that's just great.
[Gritting his teeth, Rocket turned and started down the pathway, ignoring a few of the stranger beings that were lingering about in favor of just trying to get an idea of what planet he'd ended up on. He passed by several buildings before he finally caught sight of himself in a large panel of broken glass, steps halting as he rounded on his reflection.
His fur, which had once been nice and well taken care of, was now raggedy and almost..patchwork like in colors, going from his normal grey-brown to an almost grey-blue in places and even black in others. Stitching ran all over his body from the looks of it, criss-crossing around his head, sectioning off his ears, eyes and snout in different patches of colored fur. The raccoon's tail looked faker than anything he'd ever seen and he reached back to tug it around so he could get a better look at it.
All in all, he wasn't himself and he was not pleased.
A chittering snarl escaped the Guardian before he whirled around to glare around the town square, trying to catch sight of the skeleton he figured he didn't need to bother with anymore. One way or another he was going to find that bony bastard though and get answers.]
Five - Bunny
[Rocket had thought being a ragdoll was the worst thing that could happen to him. Limbs that could move on their own, stuffing falling out whenever he was injured--all things that he could deal with.
But then he'd gone through that stupid door and ended up on Easter Island.
Foot tapping in irritation as he watched beings milling about and decorating eggs, the ragdool raccoon turned bunny was not pleased. His ears had grown longer and flopped down against his back like a lop-eared rabbit and his feet had altered themselves and become flatter and larger--and stronger, which wasn't all that bad. His nose wouldn't stop twitching and his tail had been reduced to a small fluff of a thing.
All in all, it was embarrassing and he was having none of this.]
[!!!!. He gave him candy back?! Perfect! He took it, no matter how small it was, and unwrapped it, rolling it in his fingers and lifting his mask, popping it into his mouth and covering his face again before he can be seen.]
[Mmm. tainted or not, it was good.]
He moved to climb up on the wall again, his sack not dropped, but always in his hand, tightly. Settling on the edge, Sam swung his feet a little, looking over at the larger guy. Head tilted.]
Pay. Back? [He asked, in a voice that rarely spoke, broken and slow. Curious though. Payback means killing, yes?]
Rocket had searched every inch of the town square in an attempt to locate Jack but it seemed as though the skeleton was a bit too busy and too fast moving for the ragdoll to track down. It was irritating, to say the least, and Rocket just wanted to get the hell out of this place but for now, he was stuck.
As a doll.
Having reached the lake, Rocket was in the process of trying not to itch at the stitching that was insanely uncomfortable thanks to how new it was, when his ears perked at the sound of a voice. They gave a little flick before he turned his head to glance over at the young man, not recognizing him but at least he seemed as new to this place as Rocket himself was.
Hopefully.
"Oye! Kid!" Rocket snapped, moving away from the water as his tail lashed about behind him, the ragdoll ignoring how sopping wet his paws felt as he made his way over.
2 - Lose something? (Ragdoll) [Sun is nothing if not adaptable. That's what he's always told himself and believed. Not many people move around from kingdom to kingdom on Remnant after all.
But this might be a little out of his league. At least going to other kingdoms didn't get him turned into some stuffed animal version of himself. With no separate fingers. Awesome, right?
But hey. As he's moseying around town and taking in the sights, he's trying. This place wasn't that scary. It was actually kinda cool in a way.
...Until he feels like something's missing. A weight off his lower back. Sun stops right in his tracks and checks himself over, mostly in the behind region.]
Uh, g-guys...
[It's not directed at anyone in particular, but he is starting to look a little horrified now, if not at least disturbed. The searching is a little more frantic now and he fully turns around to look at their surroundings.]
Where's my tail???
[Plush version of himself or not, limbs just don't magically pop off.
...Except there is a golden coloured plush tail thing that looks like it's trying to escape his owner. Oops.]
4 - Sun the Bun's Eggcellent Adventure [Suuuure. Why not? Lets waltz into a random open door to another magical holiday land that he's never heard of just because the big skeletal boss man said so.
...This is starting to be too much for him.
At least he was getting used to the whole plush doll version of himself. But a bunny rabbit? That's just great. Well, at least he still has his tail, though a bunny with a monkey tail is a really weird sight.
(It really doesn't help that for once he feels short against anyone who's become a fawn or lamb. Argh. He wants his height back please!)
Not to mention this is a really weird body to get around in. How do rabbits deal with these crazy long feet anyways? Attempt after attempt to just walk has landed Sun on his face and he swears this is the dozenth time that he's faceplanted into the ground.]
Anyone figure out how to walk with these legs?
Wildcard [Hit me up with another prompt if you're not fond of these ones.]
[Rocket hasn't had the joy of losing any limbs yet but he's been warned. Several monsters he's run into since arriving and being abandoned by the skeleton jerk have told him that he needs to be careful of his stitching or else!
He's thrilled. Really.
The ragdoll raccoon is the midst of stalking through town after a failed attempt at finding answers in the graveyard when he finds himself face to..er...face?..with a wiggly looking snake thing. But that's not a snake. Is that a tail? The raccoon's ears perk as he watches the thing wiggle it's way down the sidewalk before he manages to get a foot down on it to still it's progress.
The stitching is still visible and it's not hard to put together that it belongs to another ragdoll which prompts him to look around for the owner, spotting Sun up ahead on the path.]
1. Arrival Drinking the potion was probably not in the list of her best ideas in the world. That being said, meeting a big skeleton that can walk, talk and apparently give full monologues without realising the person in front of him isn't listening? Well, that's just a special Mal bonus! She just nods, and plays along until she can walk off.
"Wonder what the was about monsters," she mutters to herself, looking to see what mischief she can get up to while she's here. It looks dark, spooky and all kinds of mysterious. Exactly her type of place.
2. Town [Possibly Trick-or-Treater?] [Mal loves walking through this place. It's the sort of place she's been desperate to find since she went to Auradon. Taking that potion was one of her better choices of the past few months. She doesn't notice the slight green tinge to her skin. Well, sort of. The one time she does, she passes it off as just a trick of the light]
[There are monsters everywhere, and she can't stop turning to look at them all. Seriously, was that mummy decaying in the street? So cool. The town itself made her fingers tingle, wishing she had some of her spray paints with her. There were so many walls that she could.... decorate]
[ alright, this place is fucking creepy. ryousuke's not gonna say it so kuramochi will: it's fucking creepy. he wasn't planning on coming to spooksville, considering the drink offered to both of them back at seido, but after ryousuke looked at him with that stupid enigmatic smile of his (it's not that enigmatic, kuramochi could read the come with me off it clear as day), said "fuck it", and followed right after him.
in the chaos of the arrival, he'd lost ryousuke. so he's looking around for a head of pink hair, his own stomach growling like it's three seconds after seido's winter training camp. luckily, kuramochi's Kominato Radar is pretty well trained, after two years with the guy (and a couple months with his little bro, too) so when he spots ryousuke heading for the fountain, he calls out to him with a-- ] Ryo-san! [ --and starts to jog towards him. ]
[ he sounds like he always does when he spots ryousuke. happy to see him, though this time it's tinged with a little bit of relief. it's not like they could have died (??) but... kuramochi worries, okay? ]
Edited (I FUCKED UP MY OWN JOKE) 2016-03-13 14:33 (UTC)
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halloweentownooc2016-03-10 09:50 pm
Test Drive Meme
Welcome to the Halloween Town Test Drive.
This test drive is meant to provide those who are interested in applying to the game an opportunity to not only experience the setting and mechanics, but to interact with players and characters already in the game!
"Welcome our dear guests! We've been waiting for you!"Prompt 4 - Easter Island: Welcome to Easter Island! You may need to squint at first, since it's so bright and colorful, the complete opposite of Halloween Town. But once your vision adjusts, you'll notice something... different. You will find you are no longer any monsters but instead you're- well... to put it quite plainly, you're adorable! You have been turned into the citizens of Easter Island! The Easter Bunny welcomes you warmly, quite surprised to see so many adorable newcomers! And you'll find, perhaps without surprise at this point, that you can understand him. So what does he have planned for you?
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