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!

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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.

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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!)

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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.

Inigo is sloooowly moving a bit closer towards the other two. Almost dramatically slowly, really. He'd fit right in with one of those overdramatic silent movies where every single action is exaggerated. Like he's slowly inching closer to a lion rather than just 1 sulky teenager being ~~harassed~~ cheered up by 1 old man.

And just as he gets to a point where he's practically worriedly hovering behind Roland, Inigo realises that the ultimate threat isn't even working on Tidus. Roland is saying he'll hug him, and the most Tidus can do is just let out that cry?! Something really must be fundamentally broken within him!

"M-Maybe you have to hug him for real, Roland!"

Maybe that's the only thing that can fix this! Extreme measures!

"Me? Never. There's honor among thieves. Heh." And listen, he's got it all wrong anyway. Roland's pretty sure he's won that case, but Tidus just isn't having it! And neither is the threat doing this whole thing the justice - pun intended - it deserves, so Roland glances over to Inigo with a knowing look in his eye. Suddenly, he creeps an arm far too slowly for it to be truly serious; mimicking a snake, or a worm, moving from shoulder to shoulder.

"Hear that, pro? Looks like this hug is coming in fast if you don't get up now." Oh boy, it really is a real hug, come on Tidus you've got all the time in the world! Roland even encourages it, playing to the scene by sounding like he's about to chuckle, talking in melodies as Roland can only do. "Don't do this to yourself. Or to me. My nose still hasn't recovered." Hard-headed in more ways than one, but Roland can take it!

"What do you mean, hug me! Ugh!"

What is this!? Why is Inigo like this! Tidus is even sure that Inigo isn't doing this on purpose - no, this Inigo in his true and genuine frantic mode, and Roland is only all too happy to go along with it like the mischievous bag of bones that he is. You wanna sulk one time but nooo - you're surrounded by a pair of dweebs!

So Tidus is up, up for real this time! Standing on his own two feet and his back to the wall, body moved away from that creeping arm and hand, his own rigid and tight, folded across his torso. Roland is getting the sulkiest, glare of his life, a tight frown worn on Tidus's face.

"You're both unbelievable." Nevermind that Tidus was the one who flopped down on the beanbags dramatically in the first place. Details, schemtails. What matters now is Tidus moving forward, straight for-

"I'm getting my share of candy back! Did you take those stupid green ones already, Rol?"

Thank you, Roland. Truly, his father is the only person Inigo can depend on when it comes to situations like these. Because clearly the whole hug thing is working - look, Tidus is already getting up! No longer stuck to the beanbags, like he's going to sulk there for all eternity!

But before Inigo can thank Roland, there's something else to be done.

You see, Tidus made a mistake. A critical mistake. Yes, he realises this was really just Inigo in his true and genuine frantic mode, but he didn't think about the full extent of it.

He didn't realise what could be waiting for him.

Because what is waiting for him, the moment he's moving forward and his back is so dangerously unguarded, is Inigo latching onto it in the most desperate hug possible.

"Tidus, I'm so sorry! I really didn't mean to!" He frantically apologizes, and yet somehow retains an iron grip on the other. Torture. "You can keep the candy bar! Y-You can take all my candy, if you want! Just please don't feel so bad about it..!"

Thank you Inigo, for providing mischievous guys like him the perfect distraction! As Inigo comes in for the kill, that hug enough to draw attention elsewhere, Roland stands up with an easy smile, and only meets Tidus's eye when he's able to retrieve a box of said sour candy from his filled pockets. There are no words shared in this exchange, only that Roland raises his brows once before the candy is opened by the top flap and the rocks are emptied in his mouth. The wince brought about by artificial sourness only emphasizes how Roland's expression is meant to taunt and hide a laugh, as he walks back to the pile knowingly poking the den of the (water) lion.

Don't mind him, he's leaning down as if seeing the collection of candy for the first time, taking something sticking out from the top layer of sweets. He's making a show of studying it, deliberate, before it joins its brothers and sisters in the depth of his stash.

"Oh, hey. Missed one."

Hug it out you two, he's having the time of his life.

Thank you, NO ONE.

Inigo comes in like a wrecking ball, and Tidus has never been hit so hard from ~~love~~ behind. Or, it's a knock that stumbles his feet before he captures his balance; head swerving around, his hands coming to rest on Inigo's around his waist. "Inigo, come on...!"

It's a pathetic whine of exasperation, at the sudden assault and the obvious problem he now has of having to assuage his worries. But then, the exchange happens: the eyes that connect, the packet of sweet sour balls deposited in one's mouth; the retrieval of another from the table.

The absolute.

Deliberate.

Show of it all.

Tidus's teeth grit together, before he lets out, loud and clear and at his limit:

"Oh, I HATE you!"

HE IS GETTING READY FOR MURDER HERE despite not actually peeling back Inigo's arms or anything. INIGO, HOLD HIM BACK BEFORE HE MURDERS A MAN.

Wow. Inigo is trying to get just some reassuring words here, and there's his father, ruining it all because he felt like being a candy thief. Inigo doesn't even mind the candy theft itself, Roland can take all he wants, but Inigo knows how this is going to rile up Tidus even before he hears the other.

And, indeed. Tidus gets riled up exactly as Inigo expects him to, though that just means he doesn't let go! Thankfully Tidus isn't trying to pry Inigo off him, since he isn't too sure if he'd win this contest of hug strength over here.

"T-Tidus! Listen, I understand that what Roland is doing is wrong!" Because he knows Roland is doing this on purpose. The show. That tone in his voice. DAD, YOU ARE SO NOT HELPING. "But I can't let go of you until you promise you won't hurt him!"

Roland is keeping to the promise of living true to his new identity: reformed honest grimalkin who has handed his ears down to the next in line, now living life as a candy criminal on the loose. Never to be captured, always escaping in the nick of time.

Inigo's plea for mercy is received only with a grin that could put jesters to shame. It's easy for him to be reminded that once upon a time, he could totally let loose and have fun, so long as these two kept him on his toes. The sour candy is used to taunt once more, throwing a rock in the air with his open mouth to catch it expertly, the crunch of it audible in the pop that it grants him, or the pleasurable wince of sourness traversing tastebuds. He leans one hand against the edge of the table, with one foot behind the other in pose.

"I don't know what's gotten you so worked up, pro." Roland smirks. "You're getting my entire pile of candy, and then some. Heh." You know. Maybe chocolate kisses are in his future, apart from three whole collections of candy that are for their shared taking. Roland only leaves with a bunch of treats they probably won't even enjoy!

Or so a thief will rationalize. Long gone is the lawyer, long live Roland the crook.

This taunting. This terrible, terrible taunting. Tidus is taken in, hook line and sinker of a most dangerous catch, and while he isn't putting the effort to completely pull himself out of Inigo's grasp, he is wiggling, throwing out an arm with a finger pointed direct at Roland.

"You stick another bit of candy in there and I'll suck it out myself! You think I won't?! I'll make Gibbs put a hose down there! I'll water you out!"

Is Tidus actually thinking of the threats he's throwing out?? Who knows. Does Roland dare to find out? Whatever he does-

"Gibbs! Bambosh! Take him out!"

Fists thrashing the air at his sides, Gibbs at least materialises, popping out from Tidus's chest and!! ...searching around frantically, squeaking, not a hundred percent sure as to what's going on.

"Roland!"

Okay, now he's looking the right way. But he still doesn't know what to do.

Okay, this is just going too far. Inigo can appreciate a good Tidus teasing, sure. But this is just getting cruel! Inigo feels guilty even holding onto Tidus at this point, but he also really doesn't want someone to die here!

Which means he clearly has to be the one to stop the Evil Candy Thief's plan here. Because he can't trust Tidus to do it in a way that doesn't involve blasting Roland halfway across the carriage with a water jet.

"Tidus-- Tidus! Okay, trust me on this one! Just listen and do what I say-- I swear I'll get you your candy back, just trust me!" Inigo's tone is pleading, desperate, since he has no idea if the other is in any mood to listen to him when he's this worked up.

But he'll give it a moment to let it sink in, and if Tidus still isn't listening by then, then.. well. It's his party.

Inigo lowers his voice, this time mumbling in a tone that can only be overheard by Tidus, and not the nefarious criminal in the room.

"Close your eyes."

A moment later he's letting go of the other teen, and at the same time Jumblie jumps out of Inigo's chest--

And then the world goes white with a blast of light. The burst of light being sent forth by the higgledy doesn't even last that long, but it's sure to leave anyone who didn't close their eyes in time dazed, or dealing with those annoying spots in front of their eyes for a good minute or two afterwards. Sure, Inigo may not have any fancy sunglasses, but he is smart enough to have figured out most of this trick on his own, apparently.

"Go, quickly grab the candy!" While Roland is still caught off guard and dazed!

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it's halloween, lo-ween, everybody!

cue the circus music

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