voidtreckerexpress | it's halloween, lo-ween, everybody!

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it's halloween, lo-ween, everybody!

Who: Everyone's Invited!
Where: Various decorated carriages!
When: Horseshoe 31.
What: Della is hosting a Halloween party! Come for treats, tricks, and trouble!
Warnings: N/A, will update it needed.

The room is dark…why aren’t the lights on? But as the doors fully open, a voice begins laughing darkly…

… although if you’ve ever heard the voice of Della Duck, you’ll recognize her immediately.

“Boys and girls of every age, wouldn’t you like to see something strange?”

Suddenly there’s a big THUD as someone drops from the ceiling, the lights flash on, and Della herself, dressed as a zombie – ripped apart clothes, fake blood here and there, drawn on scars - wiggles her fingers before laughing joyfully. “Happy Halloween, everybody! Let’s party!”

Tasty Treats

A big buffet table of candy and punch has been laid out! Mini chocolate bars and multi-colored lollipops, gummy worms and candy corn, all sorts of sweet and sour shenanigans, ghost-shaped cookies and mummy-looking muffins! There’s plenty to eat, with absolutely no healthy alternatives.

There are also small wrapped bags of candy with the letters “T.o.T” written on them. If someone tells you, “Trick or Treat!” you have to share your candy! Or keep it to yourself, you monster.

Haunted House

Thanks to Seto Kaiba’s projections, a neighboring carriage has been converted into a Haunted House! While it’s all a trick on the eyes, it gives the illusion that there are several floors of spookiness. Each floor has a different theme –

#1 Serial Seriousness – Every so often, a masked intruder pops out at you, with long claws or chainsaw, ready to give chase! Be careful, or you’ll be the next victim!

#2 Zombie Zaniness – Moans and groans of the undead can’t be unheard. Rotting arms will try to swipe at you through the floorboards!

#3 Ghostly Games – You can see through them, and they can see you too! Each mirror reflects a different dastardly demon!

#4 Deadly Doctors – In this hospital, it’s not the awful health insurance that’ll kill you! Beware the bloody nurses and their extra big needles!\

#5 Fishy Fears - … Wait, what? … Okay, this last floor was clearly designed by Della. It’s like Under the Sea, but with sharks and octopi and kraken - and Della insists this is the worst floor.

Feel free to have your characters braving the house, or trying to scare people within!

Dance Floor

If being haunted isn’t your thing, nothing wrong with getting your groove on! Ask DJ Della what kind of song you’d like to play, and she’s happy to put on the list, from a classic Monster Mash to something more somber and soulful for you slow-dancing-romantic-vampire-types.

Turnip Carving
… Look, they didn’t have pumpkins. Anyway, you’re encouraged to carve scary and silly faces in these veggies! There is a contest, but everyone will be a winner, from “Most Realistic” to “Most Depressing” !

Movie Mania
Kick back and relax – and be horrified – at the otherworldly horror films! Like the horrific monster mime, “That”, the relentless umpire-mask wearing killer, “Monday the 20th”, and the endless array of the undead, “Midmorning Of The Not Wholly Alive”!

Some of you awful people might be thinking of popping up and scaring the theater-goers and this is /winkwinknudgenudge/ totally not approved. /plausible deniability/

Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark
In one secluded, quiet, and verrry dark carriage, lit only by candles, here you are encouraged to tell the scariest stories you can think of! What eerie legends will you share from your world, or do you dare to make it up as you go along?

Make your own top-level, and happy haunting!

Also, if your character would like to dress up, costumes are available for this night only!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

He relaxes in the chair as he listens to the tale. It's an interesting story and so he makes sure to follow along with complete attention.

"Why would she want to marry someone who captures her?" He doesn't really expect an answer to that. He figures the story will give him enough of one once the man continues.

"Oh, the story goes they spend some time together in the castle. Over time, she is starting to see his kindness, his intelligence, and his loneliness, beneath his monstrous appearance. One day, her father fell ill, so she begs him to take leave. She promises to return back to him. Reluctant, the Beast has no choice but to let her go, but he warns he will die if she does not return to him on time." He continues the tale.

"Eventually when she did come back, the beast is dying in his rose garden. She cries and mourns for him because they become friends. Please beast, don't die. Don't ever leave me. I do love you. Because she realizes she does indeed learn to love him." Making hand gestures, as he is very lively telling the tale in his own words. "At that moment, the beast transforms into a prince and he told her a fairy puts him under a spell because he was cruel, selfish, and vain and he loves no one as his punishment."

Looking at him, "Afterward they were married and they live happily, and Beauty has as many roses as she wants in his garden." A pause, a beat as he finished.

"That's the story I wanted to share."

"So the beast changed who he was because he fell in love with the woman, and the woman fell in love with the beast because he changed?" Xue Yang opens his mouth to protest such a silly story but then stops himself when the words he just said slowly start to sink in. He mulls over this story a little more and sinks into that chair a little further.

"Why did you want to tell me this story?" He fidgets a little with the hem on his sleeve as he watches Xingchen closely.

He was hoping he was listening to the story and understand the moral of the tale. He has to help him if he desires that change and be what he wants and yet, he has no idea what he wants to be.

"Yes. That's the story, Xue Yang. In the beginning, he was human but he turned into a beast because he has no love in his heart and he was cruel to others. But eventually, once he did find love and learn to love another then he becomes real. He becomes human."

To answer his question, he thought about it. A simple answer, "Because I think about you a lot, Xue Yang."

His hands becomes fists where they rest against his legs. He already found love and has started to do his best to change because of it. But the difference in this story is that his beauty doesn't love him back.

"Why do you think about me Daozhang? Because of what I said to you?"

Perhaps there's a reason why. So many reasons, and it's an obstacle.

He tries putting as gently as he could, fearing his temper. "You said you wanted to change. I want to change your perception of me. I want you to see me the way I am, and not what you expect me to be. You...you have to empathize with me as a person with feelings, with likes and dislikes, and not as an object, a doll. I learn my lesson to don't believe in people so blindly. My world is full of darkness, Xue Yang and there's no light I could love."

At that, he looks sad, fearing he opens up his feelings and vulnerability and being taken advantage of like so many other people had done to him, and Xue Yang will find a weak point to break him again. "I want to like you in that way you're hoping for. But it starts with you actually looking at me and not some sort of conquest or competition or an object you hate. That's what I'm worried about. If I open up my heart to you again, you'll break it."

He frowns and leans forward in the chair. It's an awkward seat that doesn't allow for much movement but he attempts to get himself in a more upright position. "I don't see you that way at all! You're the first person to be nice to me. Person...and I don't want to own you or control you or hurt you ever again. And if you can never like me then I can understand that and won't ever force you to."

Xue Yang's voice is almost desperate, as if he wishes he could say something that would make Xingchen believe him. "You're the light that pulls me from the darkness..I just saw that too late. But I won't make that mistake again."

At that, he's starting to get flustered and frustrated. When he hears those promises, he wants to believe him. He's drawn to his intensity. There's something very dark and intense about Xue Yang that is different and real.

"That's the problem, Xue Yang. I do like you. That's why I wanted to tell you the story. It's a fable, but...." Hearing his confession and telling him his worries and hearing his response, can he feel safe with him?

"Do you mean it? Can I believe you?"

"I can't make you believe me daozhang, and I won't try to. I want you to believe me because you want to and it's your choice to do so. But I won't ever lie to you again. That is a promise I can make." His voice is energetic, fueled by his desire to show Xingchen that he is sincere.

He feels even more energized by hearing Xingchen say that he likes him. He doesn't care that it is just the like of friends like in Yi City. That is all he could ask for and can be content with. He just doesn't want the man to be afraid of him or want to draw away.

He could sense his hopelessness, but at the same time, he doesn't seek anything from him at all. He realized that he's content to stay in his hopelessness. But every word he said since the story, he realized he did change.

He's content with his answer. "Then that's fine. If you meant it, then from now on, I'll believe you."

He grins as he settles back against the cushion again. "That makes me happy daozhang." Because all he could possibly ask for was to be believed that his words are sincere. That is a step in the correct direction. As before he will never push xingchen or try to force his own feelings on the man. He is content to just go back to the way things were before his identity had been known. When they were living together like a family.

He's not sure if this is close to happiness or content, but he feels better now that he knows it's him. How much darkness Xue Yang must face on his own alone. Loving him maybe a mistake, a path full of sorrow and regret, but maybe that will be his path too if he chooses.

He's not sure if he's deserved to be seen worthy as a light. "I'll give it a try." He said. But a part of him is hopeful. While the road is maybe bumpy, maybe there is joy and happiness at the end of the road. "I can't be the source of your happiness sometimes. I won't be able to make you happy. My heart is weak."

Suddenly he feels tired, tired of fighting. He sees darkness everywhere within him, so it's better to accept it. So searching for him, he's going to wrap his arms around the man for a hug and seek his chest to lay his head-on.

"I suppose where you are, where it's dark. It's not so bad. As long as you want me there and be gentle with me, then I'll stay with you."

Surprise registers across his face as Xingchen hugs him. He can feel his heart beating so hard that he is sure the other man will be able to feel it. He slowly wraps his arms around him as if afraid this is a test and if he makes the wrong move then he will fail.

"I don't see you as weak, daozhang." And if he is weak it is because Xue Yang made him that way..and he will have to be the one to help Xingchen become strong again.

"But you already made me happy and the light is getting brighter on the path." His body is stiff, unsure how to handle being held in such a way when he hadn't been expecting it and when he is so uncertain what might scare the man away.

The hug is comforting. He'll linger in his arms and lay his head on his chest for a while because it felt right and part of him wanted to give him comfort too. Back then when they shared a life together in Yi City, when there was a time when they both like each other and it's almost close to love. It's a warm feeling wanting to flicker back to life after being dead for so many years.

"I'll try...I'll try, A-Yang. I just don't want to be hurt by you again, and I don't want to feel like I'm nothing to you and be easily discarded." The light came back, but a mere flicker. Slow and gradual.

"I do like you back then, but then I think we'll part ways someday and I'll continue helping people. So I simply don't think about it."

"I would never discard you daozhang. Even after...everything..I tried to collect your soul. I tried to find a way to bring you back. I never wanted to let you go."

Xue Yang doesn't know what this means for them but he will say anything he has to to try and make Xingchen feel better and start to heal.

Ah, this painful feeling. This reminds him that Song Lan yelled at him, blaming him for not being there for him at the massacre. He tried to make amends to appease his anger by giving up his eyes so he could see again and the man responsible for their drift is also right here.

"Forgive me, I troubled you enough." He placed a hand on his chest and very slowly he disengaged from him. He has feelings where he shouldn't and he tries to restrain himself, though with difficulty. His blindfold is becoming a pair of red because he loss the ability to cry real tears. He felt himself slipping away and less of himself as he's only been alive for a month.

Turning away to hide his eyes, very quietly, "You should go to the party. Maybe the children will be gone by now."

He frowns as he watches Xingchen and latches onto his wrist with concern. "You haven't troubled me daozhang. I don't want to upset you."

He doesn't want the man to retreat and become worse but he also doesn't want to make the man uncomfortable by making him stay. Slowly his fingers uncurl from around his wrist.

"I don't know. I've been alive for a month and I had my regrets." So many. His hand trembled as he held his wrist, slightly startled, remember he managed to live with him for three years without incident.

He wasn't upset. Stressed maybe. To retreat is always fleeting and on his mind. So he was startled when his wrist was grabbed...only he lets him go.

"I think you do also."

"I didn't understand what I felt but I do have regrets..I regret what I did to you. I would change it if I could but it is impossible. All I can do is try to make up for it now somehow."

Which is still a mystery to him. He doesn't know what it will take but he is willing to do anything. But he also doesn't want to force himself on Xingchen and so he withdraws his hand so that the man can leave if he wants to.

He hasn't left him yet, but he will to retire for the night. "Xue Yang, you're trying too hard. I don't want you to harm anyone. Harming another is harming yourself."

A pause, a beat. "I am trying to live my life for A-Qing for now. I live for her." Which sounds fair. However, he heard his desperation to do anything. To search for meaning and purpose. "If you want to make up to me, you..." Actually, he doesn't quite know. He has to give him a purpose.

"Just try to understand me and do your best. I think that's all you could do."

"Then that is what I will do." It's all he can do for now. And hopefully in time Xingchen will forgive him. He tries to not be annoyed by A-Qing's name coming up. He has done a lot of growing and so he knows that part of that is getting over the anger towards her.

"You can tell me anything..how you feel, what you are thinking, what you need...I'll listen and do anything."

"Anything?" With a sigh, "You simply can't see me as the sole reason." But that's probably the case, he suspects.

Becoming weary, "But if you need me to tell you anything. I like you better if you cultivate good behavior." It's a stepping stone, but it's a start.

"I've already been working on that, like I told you. You'll be able to tell." Because people will be able to tell him. He can't say it himself and make Xingchen believe him. Others have to be his voice in that way. And he knows that. So all he can do is hope that xingchen talks to the right people as Xue Yang works to keep himself improving.

"And I believe you, Xue Yang. I heard you." Slowly he rose, as he told him his story and what he wanted from him and he's going to fetch food from the party and return to his cabin.

"I think, personally. I want you to be kind to me."

He is trying so hard to do that. Escorting him to the library, listening to his story..being kind is not easy for him and he is doing his best.

He pushes himself up and out of the chair, "I'm trying daozhang.." and then after a beat, "Do you need any help back to your room?"

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