+ 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

[interspatial]

"Oh my god--" Other Jane stops in her tracks in the hall, dressed as her favorite Starfleet captain but looking very not-captain like with her mouth agape and wide eyes blinking rapidly.

"Lady Sif! When did you arrive?" And why are you always absolutely stunning-- not that it's a complaint, I mean... Asgardians, though. Wow. Who wouldn't fangirl a little?

[endingpoint]

And now she knows who she's dressed as, and wow, Wonderland, what a sense of humor.

"Oh, I'm...I mean I look like her, Natasha told me. But I'm not her. I don't think." For all Jane knows, she is, but she's pretty sure if something happened to someone from Asgard, Thor'd be looking for her.

"I'm Jane, not Sif. Sorry," she apologizes, for absolutely no reason.

[interspatial]

Oops.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I just-- I mean that's a really authentic costume." Is she still staring? Blink, Jane!

She laughs and offers a hand in greeting after pushing hair that's not in her face back. "I'm uhm, also Jane, actually. Sorry-- again. Wow."

[endingpoint]

"No, it's okay, outside of the costume, it'll be easy to know I'm not her. Unless Lady Sif is covered head to toe in tattoos, too." She pulls the wig aside to show the bird on her neck, then lets the hair fall back into place.

Shaking Jane's hand, there's a moment when she grins a little. "I didn't realize there were any other Janes here. And I like your costume. I think I'm getting the hang of different pop culture. That's...Star Trek, right?" She knows that much at least, but not the rest.

[interspatial]

Jane shakes her head -- no tattoos on Asgardians (as far as she's aware anyway) and Jane's demeanor will definitely set her apart, as well. Aside from the ignorance of pop culture, that is.

"Yeah, yeah I'm uhm, Captain Janeway." Instinctively, Jane tries to stand a little straighter. "Are you from the past, or future? Or maybe Thedas? I know there are a couple other dimensions representing worlds that don't have television, but I don't really peek out of the lab enough to know them all yet, sorry."

[endingpoint]

"I have no idea what Thedas is, but I'm from New York, 2016. Is that close to when you're from?"

Jane's met people from so far in the future that it blows her mind, and people from so far in the past they don't even know what or where New York is. It's been interesting, to say the least, and she's come to realize you can never really tell.

[interspatial]

"Yeah, though I'm a few years behind in my world. New York hasn't been attacked by aliens and defended by the Avengers in your world, has it?"

Because why can't Sif have a Midgardian twin? Jane figures it's just always a good idea to see if there are more people in Wonderland from her home than those she's already got a beat on.

[endingpoint]

"No, no aliens. But also uh...my memories. I don't have any? So anything from before just a few months ago, I don't remember. Except I do think Kurt would have told me about aliens attacking."

At least, she hopes he would. She's pretty sure he would.

[interspatial]

Whoa, and also double whoa.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. No wonder-- I mean, obviously that's why--" Jane stop rambling it's not the end of the world. Deep breath! "Do you want to tag-team a couple of doors with me? I'm on my way down to the coffee shop, I was thinking I could fill some of my quota on the way."

[endingpoint]

"I had no idea there was a coffee shop here," she says, not even minding the rambling at all; it actually reminds her of Patterson, which is completely endearing.

"So yeah, I'd like that," Jane replies with a smile, shooting Kurt a quick text to let him know where she's at, making sure to emphasize he needs to keep trick-or-treating, and she'll be back soon.

[interspatial]

Jane waits until Jane's done shooting her message off, and smiles as they start to move toward the next door.

"Well, I am a terrible salesperson so I won't pitch it to you, but I will say that I've noticed it's a nice contrast to the closets and dining rooms trying to give you what you want all the time." It's actually kind of annoying, like a needy boyfriend-- maybe Jane wants a little adventure for breakfast, Mansion!

...Not the evil Trickster kind, though. This is very much unwanted.

[endingpoint]

"It does keep things feeling...normal? I guess as normal as they can be, here. This is only my second event, so I'm still finding my way through what counts as a regular day in Wonderland," she admits.

[interspatial]

"I agree. Settling in sort of goes against my nature, but here... There's a lot to examine. It's sort of an astrophysicist's dream." She can't help it; just that thought brings a smile to Jane's face. "What do you do back home?"

[endingpoint]

"Um...well."

Loaded question.

"I was a consultant for the FBI, and then I was removed from that so now I don't do anything. I guess I have a lot to figure out once I leave here. What about you? You're an astrophysicist? I think that's the most impressive thing I've heard here so far."