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+ Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright! | OPEN +
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.
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.
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We are friends. That's why I'm giving you a hard time about it.
[He taps a finger against the badge on his chest, the movement rattling the fake cuffs dangling from his hip.]
What I say goes tonight, pal. I'm the captain.
[There's a tentative quirk to his lips, a half smile that's just a little uncertain. This used to be easier, natural, and he'd never used to second guess himself when it came to Steve. He hopes it's something that they can figure out the longer they're together. Maybe they'd get to a point where Bucky could tell Steve about the things he remembered, ask him if they were real.]
Better not forget it.
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As Bucky insists that he's the one in charge this time, Steve raises an eyebrow. Between that loaded statement and the handcuffs, it's hard not to read into it, even though Steve knows that Bucky doesn't mean anything by it.
Still, he can go with the flow. ]
All right then, captain, where to?
[ Steve glances up and down the hall. It doesn't really matter where they go, in all seriousness. Any door they knock on should give them candy, right? ]
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That one.
[It looked like every other door, but they were just asking for candy, it's not like there was any real way to know which door was better than the others.]
You ever had pop rocks, Steve?
[He starts down the hall, a hand pressed to the cuffs to keep them from jingling.]
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So Steve follows after Bucky, falling in at his side without even questioning it. Almost instantly after reuniting, the two of them had been back to fighting as a team. Trick-or-treating together is child's play in comparison.
At the question, Steve glances over with a raised eyebrow. ]
I haven't, no.
[ He thinks back to Bucky's ratty old apartment in Romania. He'd had kitchen utensils, some snacks scattered around. He'd been relearning the world bit by bit. ]
Why, have you?
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Yeah, and I don't like them much.
[He's got a reason for saying all this, if he could just figure out how to get the words out.]
They're too sweet. They fizzle in your mouth, sorta like soda, but it doesn't taste right. [Bucky's mouth pinches up around the corners as if he's remembering something distasteful.] But I tried them anyways because I didn't know if I ever had.
[They were created after he'd first been taken by HYDRA, but there were times when he was the soldier that he'd forgotten, too. He didn't want all his memories back, but he hated the gaps. Those two years on his own had taught him that sometimes little things would bring memories back, and sometimes they didn't. It was worth the effort.]
Point is, I had them and it made me realize I should try other stuff. [Bucky stops in front of the door, knocking hard twice.] I had plums at the market. They're the best thing I've ever eaten, Steve.
[Bucky rolls a shoulder, stepping back to wait for the door to open. His words almost seem rehearsed, stiff and practiced, because Bucky's been trying to figure out how to open up to Steve again.]
Do you know if I've ever had them?
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He's pretty sure this isn't how anyone's trick-or-treating experience actually goes, but it's close enough.
Steve glances to Bucky then, glad to hear that he's made a point of trying new things (or maybe not-so-new depending on his memories) to figure out what he likes. Just being able to form that kind of opinion in the first place is a pretty big deal when his agency hadn't been his for so long.
With a quirk of a smile, Steve nods. ] I'm sure you've had them before. We didn't get fruit that often since it was on the expensive side, but hey, you can get all the plums here that you want.
[ And then he peers into his bag at the few pieces of candy there. ] A lot of things these days are overly sweet, though. [ He could really go for some saltwater taffy, but what could you do? ]
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He bends down to pick up the extra pieces of candy, dropping them into his bag when he straightens up.]
That's nice, Steve.
[His eyes flick to Steve's mouth, lingering just a hair too long before he looks away again. It's nice to see him smile, no matter how long it lasts, and more so if Bucky's the reason for it. It gives him hope that some day they can be closer again.]
It changes your whole face when you do that.
[He shrugs then, turning to walk towards the next room. Bucky's not been his own man for very long, but he guesses talking about your best pal's smile is probably not the best thing for conversation. At least it didn't use to be.]
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Steve stands there, a little stunned despite himself. All it took was one comment and it feels like his heart is going to beat his way right out of his chest. Bucky doesn't know what they were, which means that comment had probably been completely harmless. But it's hard not to be affected by it.
If he stays put for too long he's going to arouse suspicion, so Steve trails after Bucky as he reaches the next door. ]
You might want to get on working out those smile lines of yours too, y'know.
[ There had been hints of it during some of their talks, but Steve isn't ever going to get sick of seeing Bucky's smile. He probably won't ever get those full-faced grins of the past, but any kind of smile would make a difference. ]
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Should've worn a different costume.
[Steve's gear doesn't make Bucky want to smile or laugh, he's not sure what it makes him feel, but he can't help but wonder if the old Bucky would have found it amusing. Maybe, at the very least he would have teased him about it, and rather than keep on second guessing himself about what he should say or should do, he tries to relax and go with it.]
Bet you'd make a good clown, Steve.
[If he's being honest, Bucky thinks Steve would pull off whatever he wore.]
Orange wig and all that makeup.
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Picking up a few pieces for himself, Steve dumps them in his bag. As Bucky continues to give him a hard time, he straightens up again and rolls his eyes. ]
I think I've been paraded out on stage enough times for one lifetime.
[ Referring to his USO shows, of course. Steve can be glad that Bucky never got to see any of those, even if he heard the stories.
Onto the next door. Steve rubs at the back of his neck as he goes. ] Believe me, if the closet would have given me anything else, I would have worn it. But it really wanted me to be a fake firefighter.
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The closer the commandos became, the more they liked to talk. He might not remember everything but he feels like he knows enough about Steve that being paraded around would have worn him thin, quick.]
I'm just teasin' Steve. It doesn't look bad on you.
[And it's honestly not the worst costume he could have been given. Bucky could think of a few that would've made Steve and everyone around him miserable. Luckily the closets have this kind of sense of humor, at least, rather than anything else.]
You've got the build for it. [Bucky feels guilty for teasing so much, worrying the inside of his lip as he glances over at Steve.] If you could've picked, what would you have worn?
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As much as he might not enjoy showing off his body in this way, he knows in theory that other people get something out of it. So at least some people are enjoying it.
He's not going to think about whether or not Bucky falls into that category. He knows it's complicated.
At the question, he glances over, frowning as he realizes that he doesn't have a good answer. ] You know, I... didn't really think about it. I just asked the closet for a Halloween costume. [ He looks down at himself, pecs and abs and all. ] Maybe I would have had better luck if I'd been more specific.
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Could've still given you what you've got on, too.
[The closets are fickle, as he's learned slowly.]
You look good, Steve. You'll have all of Wonderland swooning before the night's over.
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[ Steve sends Bucky a disarming smile, wanting to make certain that Bucky knows he's just joking. But Bucky should have memories of him as the awkward, skinny kid who barely knew what to do when a girl actually talked to him.
He's grown out of that in a lot of ways. He's worked side-by-side with Natasha and Wanda. He's even kissed a few ladies. That being said, he still doesn't know how he'd handle a whole room full of people swooning over his bare chest.
(That moment when he'd come out of the vita ray chamber doesn't count. He'd been pretty disoriented at the time.)
With a shrug, he moves to the next door and gives it a hard knock. ]
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Don't you? [Bucky thinks of the promise he made himself when he'd shown up here. That if Steve was real, if the Steve he knew came back like the others said, that he'd do everything he could to do better. He'd put effort into talking. He'd try.] Maybe not all the attention, but some?
[He waits for the candy to get tossed out, then he cuts Steve off before he can walk to the next door. Tense, he lifts his hand and rests it on Steve's shoulder.]
I want you to be happy, Steve. You never really did smile as much as you should, and you do even less now. I can help.
[Christ, Steve, don't ask him how. He's flying by the seat of his pants.]
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While he's never been a fan of Bucky calling him out on his various issues like this, Steve does have to admit that right now he's struck with a hint of nostalgia.
He could have kept walking even after Bucky grabbed for his shoulder, but he doesn't. If he wants Bucky to be honest with him about what he's going through, then Steve has to do the same. ]
Believe me, you just... being here is already helping a lot.
[ He tries for a smile then, and while it's a little tight and a little sad, it is genuine. Nothing could make him happier than having his best friend back. ]
And I could say the same thing to you, pal. [ Steve bumps his shoulder against Bucky's. ] If I have my way, you'll be smiling up a storm in no time.
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[Bucky's eyes narrow, minutely, zeroing in on Steve's smile. It makes him ache for a reason he can't put his finger on. The smile is genuine, but not quite as happy as Bucky would've wanted. He feels his age all of the sudden, exhausted even though his body isn't tired. He wants to ask Steve about it all, but he's still not sure it's his place to ask him things like that.]
Yeah? And how're you gonna manage that?
[He drops his hand from Steve's shoulder with a small smile. Bucky has faith in Steve. If anyone can make him smile more, it's his best friend, and he's already started.]
I'm not sure I can handle your jokes right now.
[The way his mouth quirks says the opposite.]
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[ The words are out of his mouth before he actually thinks too much about them, so he doesn't realize the mistake he's made until a few seconds later. Mentioning ice and cold around someone who'd been named for winter, who'd been frozen in some pod whenever Hydra didn't need him?
Great job, Rogers.
Steve's face goes blank and maybe a few shades whiter as he shakes his head. ]
Sorry, that... wasn't on purpose.
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It's fine, Steve.
[He worries the inside of his lower lip with his teeth, dropping his eyes to the floor between them.]
You've gotta stop worrying so much.
[It's a half-hearted request. Bucky doesn't know what he'd do if Steve wasn't there to worry about him.]
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His gaze flicks down to the floor and then he nods. ]
Sorry, guess it's force of habit.
[ Not just worrying about Bucky, but worrying about all the people around him who he considers himself somewhat responsible for. He'd called them all to help him, and they'd all paid the price for it. It's hard not to carry that with him even now, even here.
Finally, he looks up again. ] Less worrying, more smiling. I'll work on it.
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[Less guilt and more smiling, in Bucky's case, but it's a lot for them both. Sometimes he thinks Wonderland is terrible and then in the next breath that it might be a way for him to get more of himself back. He's never confident in the latter, but if they can be here long enough that Steve might smile more, Bucky'll take whatever this place dishes out.]
Five bucks says I'll have the most candy by the end of the night.
[He raises a brow, lifting his back up and shaking it.]
wrap here, maybe?
Now isn't the time for dwelling on that, though. They're together here now, doing something as lighthearted as trick-or-treating, and they should at least try to enjoy themselves.
So Steve does as requested and smiles (really, it's more of a smirk) at that challenge. ]
Oh, we'll see about that, pal. [ Now that he's got something to prove, Steve continues down the hall. Now he's a man on a mission. ]