+ Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright! | OPEN +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE (if they want to live)
Where: EVERYWHERE (inside the mansion, knocking on doors)
When: 6/24 - 6/27
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: The Summerween Trickster has made his decree - Trick or treat...or die! This is a mingle log for Trick-or-Treating!
The Story:



On the morning of the 24th, everyone will find that the mansion was inexplicably decorated for Halloween...sort of. The idea behind the decorations is mostly the same, except that every jack-o-lantern is made out of a watermelon instead of a pumpkin. No, this is SUMMERWEEN.

For the first day it will be harmless enough, just a change in décor and a little spooky summer fun. However, by the second day there will be sightings of the Summerween Trickster, a creepy fellow made entirely out of unpopular loser candy, and he is not happy. In the entrance hall, there will be a giant jack-o-melon container with a counter and a count-down clock ticking away to the end of the event.

Your job, Wonderland, is to trick-or-treat for your lives. You have until the end of the event to deliver one million pieces of candy to the jack-o-melon before the end of the event, to appease the Summerween Trickster.

What was that? You'll just sit this out and wait for the event to end? I wouldn't do that if I were you. You see, the Summerween Trickster could be lurking around any corner. If he catches someone not fully embracing the spirit of Summerween (refusing to trick or treat, not wearing a costume, etc), they will not survive the experience. The Trickster will kill them and swallow them whole, making them part of his horrible loser candy body.

More details about trick or treating can be found here. This is a mingle post for trick-or-treating, if you'd rather use this than make a post! [Brackets] or prose are both welcome.

Comments

[thesamurai]

Michonne, in all of her Catwoman glory, is a door down when she hears him, looking over at his question. She's not thrilled about this either, but she's had to do worse to stay alive, so if all she has to do is say the same dumb as words over and over again while the time counts down on that counter? So be it.

"You brave enough to test the theory and see if you get eaten by something?" she counters.

[narcissistictendencies]

"Let's say, I'd rather put on my real armour and take my chances defeating the Great Pumpkin so we could all get back to our regularly scheduled..." He spoke as he turned to face her, his tone trailing off as he dragged his eyes over her costume. Tony Stark, you are in a committed relationship! He quickly snapped his gaze back to her face, trying very hard not to turn on the charm.

"...nice costume. I don't remember much about the actual film, but the outfit's hard to forget."

[thesamurai]

"No one remembers much about that movie except the costume. The closet wouldn't give me anything else. Sometimes it's picky, sometimes it's not, but today's the day, apparently."

But, she's smirking because she noticed he trailed off, and she puts a hand on her hip.

"There's gonna be bigger things worth fighting at some point. And this isn't the worst thing I've ever had to do to stay alive, so. Candy it is." Which doesn't mean she's happy to do it, but here she is.

[narcissistictendencies]

"Well," He begins, and the smirk didn't help to dissuade him at all. "it looks damn good on you. Which isn't a pickup line. Not..." He clears his throat. "not this time, anyway. Just stating a glaringly obvious fact." Stark, you should probably stop talking.

"Fair point." He can't argue with that logic at all. "I never did this as a kid, so maybe this is my chance, even though I feel ridiculous asking for candy at my age." Which might explain why he actually did make his own cheesy costume rather than ask for one.

"Has anyone laid eyes on the big bad of this event, or are we taking it on pure faith?"

[thesamurai]

There's nothing but sheer amusement on her face, and Michonne smirks. "Thanks. You're lookin' a bit like the special effects from The Twilight Zone yourself." Which is, in all actuality, not a dig at him.

She straights and sighs at his question though, shaking her head. "Heard it from people I trust and have no reason to doubt them. So, pure faith, based on the word of people who matter."