it's halloween, lo-ween, everybody!

[sos_pilot]

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!

Comments

[sos_pilot]

The old men found the first hole, and began to play. Neither of them noticed that the sunny day they were enjoying had begun to grow darker with each passing moment, as they were too focused on one another.

Now, between the two men... the smaller one was a bit of a cheat. So when it was time for the thinner one to play, he made plenty of noise, so the thin one's ball flew right into the woods. Angry, the thin man stormed off to find his ball. As he walked, his bones felt stiffer, and his vision was starting to blur. He merely thought old age was catching up to him, and so when he found his ball, he played again.

But this time, he didn't hear the smaller one. "Maybe he got lost," the thin man thought. What was the point of beating his rival, if his rival couldn't see his victory? So he began to call out for the smaller man.

But there was no noise. Not even the cry of a bird, or a gust of wind. So why did it feel like he was being watched from every corner...?

[theturksway]

[Oooo, the story entered into its first twist. Reno smiled in amusement as he listened attentively. He could guess where this was going... the woman's words coming back to haunt the two men... this was getting interesting.

He wasn't the kind of guy to interrupt a good story to discuss or ask questions though. (Not outside of an investigation!) So he just kept listening to her tell it.]

[sos_pilot]

The thin made thought, "Perhaps my rival is hiding to give me a spook! Well, I'll show him. I'll keep playing." So he swung his ball again, and followed the ball where it landed. There, in the mists, he saw a figure. It didn't resemble the small man at all, so the thin man cried out to him, "Sir, have you seen anyone else playing here?" But the figure didn't answer.

"Sir, can you hear me?" He asked again, but there was still no response. Angered, he marched to the figure to give him a piece of his mind... only to find out it was a statue! He felt very foolish, but he wondered why someone would put a statue in the woods. It looked like a man crying out in horror. What awful taste. The thin man decided to keep playing...

... And with each swing of his club, he came upon another statue. Each one had the same expression, as if they'd come upon something awful. And with each statue, his bones felt more and more rigid. Just walking to each hole was wearing him down. Yet he refused to leave! He had to win! All that mattered was winning!

[theturksway]

[Well that took another turn but now the story made Reno recall the name Della had given it earlier. Still interesting!

He made another gesture of 'go on' as he leaned forward a bit.]

[sos_pilot]

Finally, he arrived at the eighteenth hole. Even with every movement being as difficult as possible, he still felt there was no turning back... especially when he saw the shadow of his rival! How had he gotten there first? Did that mean his rival already won?

"I will win!" The thin man shouted, and held his club up high. "No matter what it takes!" But now he was so focused on his hatred for his rival that when he swung, the ball was aimed for his rival's head! It met the target... and bounced off. His rival didn't even cry out in surprise or pain.

"Trying to play the tough guy?" The thin man dared, and he tried to confront his rival... only to find his feet wouldn't move. No matter how hard he jerked around, they were planted to the ground. He lifted his head, expecting to see his rival gloat... the mists began to part...

Oh, his rival was there all right... Only now he was made out of stone! Wearing the same awful, horrified expression as all the other statues - as all the other men who didn't heed the warning!

Finally understanding his fate, the thin man began to scream - only now he had no lungs to scream from, no air to draw, as each part of his body became frozen forever! Even his head couldn't turn away, forcing him to see his rival as the very last thing he saw! He had now become... the latest trophy, in the garden of hell.

[ And to wrap things up? Della smirks. ]

Based... on a true story.

[ She blows out the candle. ]

[theturksway]

[Reno's first reaction to the end of the story was an odd one: he laughed. It was quiet and fitting for the dark setting around them but it was most definitely a soft chuckle of laughter that less loose as Della blew out the candle.

Least to say, he was amused by the theatrics.]

All right. That was an amusing story. Nice ending there.

[He said the last line with the hint of a tease. Not that he was trying to ruin the fun--and it was fun, he enjoyed every second of it--but that he had another bit of fun with the banter at the end. The tease was just his way of showing his appreciation. He was smiling, genuinely pleased, no doubt about it.]

[sos_pilot]

[ Della puffs and pouts a little - obviously that's not the reaction she wanted, but at least he enjoyed it. ]

... I meant it, though. My kids and my uncle found the cursed golf course and nearly got turned to stone too. But, my Dewey, awesome little man that he is, managed to clear the course and save everyone.

[theturksway]

[Reno cocked his head to the side as she insisted on the story being true. It seemed crazy. His smile was amused but...was it also doubtful?]

Oh yeah? Sounds like one heck of a place... not quite a traditional holiday experience. How'd he do it?

[Because there had to be a trick to something like that, right? In order to win and break a curse. Maybe Reno believed after all? Or was he searching for an excuse for it to be fake?]

[sos_pilot]

Well, in order to beat the curse, you had to play through and finish the game - which is super hard when you're constantly distracted by the urge to beat everyone around you. But my kid actually focused on why sports exist in the first place - to have fun!

I didn't get to see it myself, but from what I hear, he was amazing! Absolutely incredible! Not that I'm surprised...

[ Give her the chance and she will happily gush about her SUPER COOL PERFECT GREAT BOYS!!!! ]

[theturksway]

[Well, that was lame. Reno could believe the place, the curse and all, could be real, he supposed. Ghosts and undead monsters were absolutely a real thing in his world. Why not others? But sometimes it was hard to distinguish between the scary haunting stories and what was actually out there being plagued by real ghosts or curses or whathaveyou.

That sounded like a lame end to a curse though when said out loud. He wasn't too impressed.]

Well, you'd think the better guy could just win the round whether he had competition or not. But, hey, good on your little kid.

[sos_pilot]

The problem is when you focus wayyy too much on competition. But, hey, I didn't make the "haunted golf course" rules. Take that up with the murder ponies.

[ Half-shrug. Casual thing to say. ]

[theturksway]

[Reno opened his mouth to reply sarcastically. Paused as something she said clicked. Closed his mouth. A beat of time. Then:]

Murder ponies?

[Eyebrows raised into his hairline at that one.]

[sos_pilot]

Kelpies - supernatural swimming horses that like to trick people into riding them, so they can drown them. They were the ones in charge of the whole golf course.

[ Again. Super casual. Like discussing the weather. ]

[theturksway]

Huh. [Reno tried to recall if he'd ever heard of a monster like that back in his own world. There were all kinds of things like that and plenty worse back there.

He did have one question though.] Why a golf course?

[Seriously. Who ever heard of horses playing golf? Why would a water monster have anything to do with a land based game? What was going on here?]

[sos_pilot]

[ Shrug? ]

No idea. They didn't even hands, so I don't think they could play themselves. Sometimes you just gotta roll with the weird, my man.

[theturksway]

Yeah that's... weird all right.

[And she had a point. No sense in thinking too hard about it. It was what it was and nothing was going to change that.]