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

Oh. Oh, go easy on him, huh? Tidus may have been becoming more aware this wasn't about touching up his pecs (which he was the one to joke about, but look, that's not the point here), and the deal that Roland's offering isn't all that bad, considering - how many goodies was that for a few sour candies? Roland was practically cheating himself for the both of them.

But then Inigo speaks. But then Inigo has to go and speak, and also get his way - look at him, with that face so smug! - that this can't be the end. Who cares about the winnings when the candy wasn't the true signifier?

Oh no.

Oh no no no no.

"So you want thirty seconds with this--" taking the candy bar out of his pocket "--to know if you wanna keep it. Is that right? This peanut butter and chocolate bar?"

Not that Tidus is mentioning what it is for any particular reason, here, and looking for a positive reaction.

"Huh?"

Inigo should know better. Anyone with more than one braincell would know what's about to happen here, would know exactly why Tidus is doing this, phrasing things this way.

But unfortunately Inigo only has one braincell, so he doesn't see it coming at all. Instead he just blinks at Tidus, totally unsure why the other has to confirm it like that.

"Yes, of course! I want to see what it's like before I can know if I even want to trade it away!"

"Oh, cool. I'll see what it's like too then!"

And with the candy bar's fate (already) sealed, Tidus tears open the wrapper and takes a big bite out of it.

Chew.

Chew.

Chew, Inigo.

The build up between Tidus taking the candy bar from his inner pocket to Inigo's inevitable downfall is like watching the trailer of a movie in slow motion, but the ending is revealed in the same reel. Roland's eyes grow wide, and even in his state of total awareness of what's to come, he knows it's impossible to stop Tidus. The crunch of an unwrapped candy bar is too loud, and immediately, as soon as he bites into the thing, almost half of it gone, Roland turns to Inigo with a Fear stoked in his eyes.

"...Seriously?" He says to Tidus. The tail that was once swooshing about happily, stills. "Inigo...Inigo it's fine. Let's barter for something else. And - and half of it is still there, see? Tidus, share the rest. Come on." Or it's your funeral! OF his tears!

Inigo just stares.

It's like a little kid watching the movie Bambi for the first time. And the chocolate bar is Bambi's mother, and Tidus's teeth are the hunters. Inigo looks devastated, as if Tidus is doing so much more than just simply eating a candy bar he took from Inigo's pile. As if he's stealing Inigo's very soul.

And slowly, very slowly, the boy manages to turn his head enough to look over at Roland. It's hard to tell if the words the other is saying are even getting through to him, considering he's just staring. Frozen. In shock.

"Father.. my candy bar." The words are so tiny. Fragile. Inigo doesn't break eye contact with Roland even for a second as he says them. ".. He ate my candy bar."

Wow, Bambi's mum is delicious.

There's judgment from Roland, and Tidus knows what that single seriously? means (judgment on his maturity, on his character, on his commitment to his relationships!), but does that stop him? Has that stopped him?

Not by the look he's wearing, not allowing the tragedy on Inigo's face to sway his own smug. ...but, he's also making a show of chewing than taking another bite. Can't be on purpose though.

"Sho?" That does mean he's talking with his mouth half full though. "What'cha gonna do, guys? Thish is one tasty candy bar...!"

Heh.

Heh.

Heh.

Tidus has become the Halloween villain.

Oh, don't look at me like that!

Roland is stuck between a rock and a hard place. He's just as frozen for that moment in time, not knowing if the right thing to do was to stop this candy fiend or if he should immediately go to Inigo's rescue, and boy is he weak to that kind of expression! The only silver lining is that this is experience for him, on the dangers of bartering with food pirates! But then again, he didn't think it would get this far anyway. What set Tidus off, anyway? Roland assumed the deal he presented would actually benefit the two of them more!

He can't delay this. Tidus was already eating more of the candy bar and Inigo has been thoroughly traumatized. He may never want another candy bar ever again! This can't be! He reckons he can just offer his own candy bar, though knowing Inigo, that won't solve a thing. That's not his candy bar, that's not the one he wanted to feel before trading.

Looks like his diplomacy skills have just met their latest match.

Roland steels himself. His eyes meet Tidus, challenging him, beckoning him to COME AT HIM. So just might as he takes another predatory step, or two, towards him.

"Tidus. Give it back. It's not yours. He didn't get to decide if he wanted to give it you." His tail begins to stand on its end. "That's not fair. Stop eating and give the rest to Inigo. Now."

Oh. Oh look. The sides have been chosen. And typical, who would've guessed otherwise? The train father and son duo on one side and him on the other!

Tidus isn't afraid. He isn't even shook with that Adult Tone being used on him: because whatever Roland thinks he's going to do - and when it doesn't involve his special assets - Tidus wants to see it. See it! Ready to call this bluff of his, getting all weak in the knees over a cute sad face.

Sure, he might shift a tiny inch back, but that's just in case.

"Look at this! Weren't you the guy who said I could have this before? Now everything's changing - 'cause Inigo made the right face? Doesn't sound fair to me! I think I should get the rest of this chocolate!"

And peanut butter. Can't forget the peanut butter.

Roland takes two more steps towards Tidus, that tail of his more indicative of his intentions than anything else. He's getting ready to do...something. Maybe. Even if right now, all he looks like is someone about to lay down the law.

And boy does he ever. Nevermind that he's probably fulfilling the requirements from both of these teens; one asking for his help, the other baiting him totally.

"That was the case, but the subsequent trade received legitimate dispute. It stopped being a mutual trade agreement when he reached in to take the candy bar from you on the precedent that he got to feel it before giving it up. Therefore, on those terms, all items on barter should have been embargoed till further notice."

Boy, where was his suit instead of these cat ears?

"You broke neutrality by eating it. Don't even think about taking another bite!"

Roland, this is candy not a border exchange. Alas. He's in too deep. The tail refuses to move. And he's not looking anywhere else but at Tidus and the candy bar. If he kept going, there would be none left! But what could he do in the face of such rebellion? He's not about to wrangle him free of the candy bar!

"Man, you make me wanna eat it."

It's dry, so dry, an expression of disbelief dropped into the features of Tidus's face as he stares at Roland. Does he think any of that works on Tidus? Fool, Tidus can't ~~read~~ lawyer speak! That just sounds like a load of gobbledygook to a guy like him!

But this is probably swerving into the direction of just giving up the candy. Without any real goading except Roland bringing out the textbooks on him, there's nothing to keep this going, no reason for Tidus to finish with the sweet. Still, that doesn't mean he can't pull one last taunt just for fun; peeling back the candy wrapper as he takes a step back out of Roland's direction, not about to risk the guy coming straight for him.

"Let's see what more trouble I can get into, huh-!"

Tidus's last daring stand! The chocolate is aimed for his mouth and he's moving into a place where Inigo will have a clear view of the crime he's about to commit--!

(nah, he'll bring the candy bar down in just a sec-)

This is impossible. It's as if nothing will make Tidus give up that bar of sweet, delicious chocolate. After all, Inigo really did think Roland would do the trick, especially with the way the other was talking just now. Inigo is all eyes for Roland once he starts pulling out the legalese. He may not have a single clue what anything the other says means, but it all sounds so cool and impressive that Inigo is pretty sure he would have given up the candy bar if that kind of speech had been aimed in his direction. Regardless of his (lack of) understanding of it.

But when Tidus speaks up again, and Inigo's big doe eyes are aimed in his direction, the other is still continuing. The bar is being moved up, back over to Tidus's mouth, in which it will forever disappear, leaving Inigo unable to ever get a taste of it.

And of course Inigo doesn't think for a moment that the other is just joking. He's so sure this is just really happening, that Tidus is making a last defiant stand in the face of Roland's power.

Then.. if even Roland won't be able to do it, maybe Inigo should do something about it himself. A last desperate act.

The moment the bar is being raised back up to Tidus's mouth, Inigo spurts over to Tidus, covering the slight distance between the two of them in absolutely no time. There's only one solution he can think of for this problem - he's got to eat that chocolate before Tidus can. So he leaps forward, aiming to take a good chomp straight out of the candy bar when it's in front of Tidus's mouth, or even just bite into the other end of it when half of it is in the other's mouth already--

But the candy bar isn't there. Because Tidus never intended to raise it that high.

Which means that instead Inigo's lips land straight on top of the other teen's lips.

Tidus catches Inigo pushing his way forward, coming for him. Not enough time for him to think how he might want to greet the guy except for trying to hook an arm around his approaching figure. Have a tiny wrestle ses? And indeed, the candy is stopped from actually reaching his mouth, a smile plastered across his face wide. A laugh waiting to be let out.

This is going great. This'll show Inigo what happens when he gets all cheeky with him!!

And then they're kissing.

In truth, it's a lot more complicated than that. It's a body pushing up into his (expected), and them lips slamming themselves on top of his (not expected). Tidus's brain shuts down from the sudden pressure where it shouldn't be, a few steps taken back that don't actually give any immediate distance.

Which, for a few seconds more, makes this situation last.

Until Tidus really steps away, turning his head and with the freedom of his mouth--

"ahhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Tidus throws the peanut butter and chocolate bar right in Inigo's stupid face, then his own arms to shield his!!!

...

...

...

'I'm definitely the wrong person for the job if that's what it takes. Heh.'

Imagine someone bearing witness to such a thing, this genius turn of events, the madhouse that is hanging out with twin teens who always keep him on his toes. Roland thinks to back Inigo up some when he runs to get the candy bar, maybe a hand twitching forward to try and help him out here since alone, he was powerless against the Mighty Titan that is Tidus. But like every other occasion, Roland has to take a step back, having to double guess if he's actually seeing what's in front of him. Inigo has planted a smooth one on Tidus, there's a lingering moment there that he's not quite sure what to make of, before the screaming comes and the candy bar is flying back into Inigo's face, a thump as loud as any when the half-eaten item hits his nose. Roland can only gape.

He doesn't do this for long. He clears his throat, tail swishing faster than ever, and his hand on his hip once more.

"Well now." He says, his expression unreadable if not for the glint of utter amusement dancing in his eyes. Or the lilt in his voice, the one that's the clear tell he could be laughing if he wasn't Roland. "Guess you didn't need me after all, Inigo."

And just because this is too much, here's Mister President having to add more fuel to the fire, maybe as revenge of his own making -

"So...you liking the taste of that candy bar? I mean, if this is the new rule for a trade, then I'm pretty much beat out. Heh." His expression breaks, and it's that Look he always throws at either one of them. Only this time it's colored with a different stroke of glee, like watching a show take its most comedic turn. He won't even give either of them a chance, already grinning to himself and walking back to the pile of candy on the ground, crouching to start picking out the sour candies he can see poke out from their own collection.

They're definitely lingering. For a few good moments, their lips are still pretty much pressed together, both too shocked by this sudden turn of events to move.

And once it breaks, and Tidus does move, Inigo still seems in a daze for a moment. Like he isn't too sure whatjust happened. Did he accidentally kiss Tidus? He touches his lips, as if to make sure, and.. yes, it does feel like he just.. kissed.... Tidus...

Sweet Naga.

Inigo's face starts to grow red, and only moreso when first he gets the candy bar pelted at him (it's a small miracle his nose doesn't start bleeding with how the chocolate smacks into it!) and then has to hear that from Roland. Inigo's head whips back and forth, looking between the two others, unsure of who he wants to explain this to more - Tidus, who looks both embarrassed and offended all at once, or Roland, who may be seriously getting the wrong idea between his jokes.

Unable to decide between the two, he just shouts into ~~the void~~ the room: "W-Wait! I.. I didn't.. By Naga, I was just trying to eat the chocolate before he could!"

Tidus's life has been ruined. There's no returning from this. He's been scarred! Fondled! Taken advantage of! Yuna will never want his goods again!!

Which isn't exactly what Tidus is thinking about feeling, but the equivalent might as well be close. Roland can say any cheek remark that his heart desires, since not even Inigo's shouting at no one is properly registering with Tidus right now. He wants to disappear! Fade into the void! Let's just take the SCA off right now and be one with nothing!

(Note: No SCAs are being taken off.)

Feel free to take any and all candy from the table. Tidus has somehow spotted -- more like sensed -- a random pile of beanbags just sitting over that way.

And he's going to drag his pitiful existence over to them and flop down on them.

bye.

"Oh, I have no doubt, pup." Thanks, he absolutely will poke fun for a little bit longer! He knows it was an accident, but the way they're refusing to even meet in the middle about this is tugging at his playful side. Plus, it's granting him an opportunity to do the deed of grouping all the sour candies into his arms. This pretend adult who is having far too much fun at the reactions going about him. Whereas Roland would usually be at the tail-end of their joint shenanigans, it seems this has upturned into something that favors him...even if what he's doing is a little underhanded.

"Let's call this my legal fee. For aiding in the settlement of a rather interesting sugary dispute." Would they have planted smooches on each other without his expert guidance? His practiced aim at smooth legal talk that made Tidus want to shove that candy bar down his throat? The smirk on his face only grows worse when he spots Tidus's soul leave his body on the beanbags, and Inigo not knowing where else to look between the two of them standing about.

He knows he shouldn't, but the ever-serious president does have his moments of poking fun when it counts. And if this isn't one of those moments then he's not sure what is.

Roland wipes off non-existent dust from his knees and makes a motion to swivel his gaze from one teen to the other, before sounding completely incredulous in the worst, most dry yet theatric way possible -

"Now, what's with those faces?" He remarks gleefully. "You two look like you've never been kissed before! Heh!" Get it???? He cracks himself up. He can barely contain the low chuckle threatening to come out of him.

Edited 2021-01-03 15:34 (UTC)

Tidus may be letting those sour candies be stolen because he doesn't know it's even happening, but Inigo does know. He's witnessing the crime, since he's looking at Roland right as the man is scooping all of them up. But what kind of protest can he put up about it? Roland is right - he did try to defend Inigo back there, so he deserves to have that candy.

Candy isn't really what Inigo's mind is on here anyway. Not with these jokes coming from Roland, only flustering him more. (DAD, PLEASE.) And whenever Inigo casts a glance over at Tidus's form, slumped on a beanbag as if he's been defeated in the biggest battle of his life.. he can't help but feel a little guilty.

Which is why he ends up stepping towards Roland.

"Father.." Whiiine. "L-Look, you can make all the jokes you want at me later, but--"

He cuts himself off, realising he ought to lower his volume so the other teenage present won't hear this.

"P-Please help.. I think I broke Tidus.."

UPHANDED TACTICS FROM MISTER LAWYER TALK? OHHHH, WHAT A SURPRISE.

Except neither Inigo or Tidus likely have the right kind of braincell to take any stab at Roland's devious actions of taking advantage of the situation. Tidus doesn't anyway, staying where he is on those beanbags, facing the wall. Hearing voices behind him, but is he listening? No. He's given up on the night anymore, he doesn't care.

He is in dumb big baby mode and nobody can make him be anything else.

all he wanted was to have some fun.............................

Roland lets out a couple more chuckles, his grin still pretty wide. He's having a ton of fun all on his own here, the turn of events pretty unexpected yet he doesn't deny that it turns him to putty knowing he's here for things like this. Ridiculous as they are, or how traumatizing it might be for some of us...

He walks over to Inigo and pats his shoulder twice, with every intention of helping the pup out on the greatest dilemma yet. "Oh, he'll be fine. But let me see what I can do." Tidus looks close to being so one with the bean bag, he could be one himself at this rate. He's shrinking and staring like it's all over. Roland flashes Inigo a total look of I've got this before walking over to the other, sinking, sinking, slumped all the way down -

- Roland removes the ears from his head and disconnects the tail so it doesn't drag. The said appendage limps, falls out of order as it loses all life. The headpiece is then put on Tidus's head easily, since he seemed to offer very little resistance.

Let's see if his first attempt will get him anywhere. He crouches next to him, not quite taking a seat on the floor or leaning on the adjacent bean bag that he isn't occupying, nudging him gently with an elbow.

"...Cat got your tongue?"

Now Tidus is the grimalkin.

Tidus does move to the whatever being put on his head - lifting a hand to feel for what it is, half tucked on his head that's already slumped on one side, but he doesn't deign it worth the effort to shove off.

"Is my life a joke to you." However, an overly flat (read: sulky) reply is very much worth his efforts. A beat passing, and then Tidus decides, "My life is a joke."

One guy accidentally kisses you and your whole life might as well be over, by Tidus's apparent dramatics currently being enacted.

Sometimes, you just want to lay it on really thick.

If Inigo hadn't - at least partially - caused this whole thing, it'd kind of feel like watching a trainwreck, as he's standing here and watching Roland approach Tidus, put those ears on his head and talk to him. But no, it's more like Inigo is the person who pushed this train off the rails to begin with, hence why he's staring kind of guiltily as the other two start to speak. It's not even like he could've helped it! It was just an accident! But.. still, it doesn't feel right to see Tidus so down and sulky, okay.

"T-Tidus, it was just an accident.." Inigo whines.

From a distance, so it's questionable how audible he even is right now to mister sulky sulk over there. Maybe not at all. But he's just.. He's helping, okay. In his own way. Clearly. An Attempt Was Made.

Well, at least that was a reaction! Roland goes in for attempt number two, another natural inclination that takes very little effort for him to say despite how he might sound. Deadpan in delivery yet it can't be mistaken for anything but a jab; he throws Inigo another small look, knowingly, reassuring him that the message is duly received. They'll get the pro back on his feet!

The nudge becomes a lean, his elbow resting lightly against Tidus's shoulder.

"Well, you are acting kind of...funny." Get it?! They're going to keep coming you fool! Do you think those ears will make you immune? Absolutely not! He swoops in again, a well-placed combination that's sure to get this sad (?) teen back to his roaring self once more.

"Heh. Inigo is right, though. It was just an accident. Don't worry about it, okay? Besides, if you won't get up from here..." His voice trails off almost threateningly, though there's an air of comedy to it that attempts to match the drama Tidus portrays.

"...I might just have to hug you up. Isn't that the real scare of the season." The true Trick without Treat. It's an easy memory to bring up, recalling how violently he reacted that one time he hugged him from behind, his headbutt almost breaking Roland's nose if he wasn't paying attention.

Roland's pulling out the big guns. He wants Tidus to have fun again too, you know! (Though he still hopes the sour candies will go unnoticed after all is said and done. That wasn't pro bono!)

Edited 2021-01-06 16:36 (UTC)

The physical contact does little to stir Tidus. Fine with his sulking pile of self, thank you very much, and the whine from Inigo doing little either to incite Tidus other than a desire to grumble and whine himself. All that comes out is a grunt that sounds like a deep-throated huff. Truly, will this young man be brought out of his stupor?

'...I might just have to hug you up.'

oh you bet he will be.

"Ughhhhhhh," comes the cry of one harassed teen, dragged out and drawled. "Now you're threatening me. Just leave me to mope. Old man."

But Tidus is rising despite his complaining, still sat with his legs crossing under him, but turning to look at Roland completely unimpressed. If just for a moment.

"You're still a sell-out for the right price."

He doesn't need to be looking at Roland to voice the truth, anyway.

it's halloween, lo-ween, everybody!

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