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

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.

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[Unfortunately, Shepard misses that reference- the only reason she knows Star Trek is because she spent a lot of time when she was young watching other people's imaginations of what the future would be like when they were in space, so it was sci-fi or bust. But she's glad Jo gets the joke, and grins.]

Yeah. My friend from back home and ironically my second in command is Spock, but she left to break for a bit. Took a lot of convincing to even get her into the outfit, though, so I should probably count any movement as victory. I don't think she realizes the gravity of the situation.

[She laughs a little under her breath at her almost-pun. Get it, because sci-fi heroes? And space? Wonderful.]

I probably should, too. Just don't wanna walk that far too frequently.

Didn't realize you had someone from back home. I'm glad-- that can make things a hell of a lot easier.

[When Shepard had first shown up, she'd been alone, but it's good to see that she not only seems to be settling in well, but has acquired a familiar face from home.]

She's stubborn, huh? Think I can relate.

[Pretty much everyone she knows from home is the same when it comes to doing anything at the whims of someone or something making threats.]

Maybe we should start doubling up. We're both pretty tough, I think we could handle lugging around two bags of candy at a time. Might be more efficient-- although all things considered, I think I'd rather keep a hand free in case I need to reach a weapon.

Yeah. Found her wandering in the tunnels during that one event and thought she wasn't real for a bit there. Honestly I don't think she believed me when I said dressing up was a good plan, but then again, most of my plans involve jumping into gunfire, so I think she's allowed that caution.

[Even she recognizes that her plans are dangerous. They're good plans, though! Most of the time. But Shepard smiles at the second statement.]

I have to agree. I wouldn't want to be incapacitated when that... thing shows up.

[She reaches down and pats her hip, where in lieu of a screen-accurate blaster, she has her pistol. It looks pretty future-y, though it's no stun gun.]

Unfortunately, no way to set this phaser to stun, but if it comes to a monster chasing us, I don't think we'll want that.

[Jo nods her approval as her attention is drawn to Shepard's pistol, then turns slightly to lift one of the leather flaps of her skirt, just enough to show that there's a gun hidden beneath, strapped into a high-riding thigh holster.]

You know what they say about great minds. Got a knife in each boot, too.

[Just in case. She never leaves home without those.]

I've run into too many rough customers between events to chance something happening during one, when we know there's something violent out there.

[Jo is a woman after her own heart, Shepard swears. But she grins, wide.]

Man, you sure know how to handle it. I'm not really good with knives, I'd rather just use my fists.

[That's a slight lie. She is pretty good with a knife, but... she doesn't want to think about where she learned those skills.]

Can't be too careful around here, though. You never know when the Mansion's going to decide we're slacking and sic a huge candy monster on us. Either or, let's group up.

Fists are great, but I gotta be realistic. Lotta things are gonna outclass me when it comes to size.

[She's small and light, so when it comes to brute strength, she can be overpowered-- but she's also fast and plays it smart. That goes a long way.]

I'll take whatever edge I can get. Besides, kinda sentimental.

[Some of her knives, she'd inherited from her father. One in particular, she never lets out of her sight.]

I'm all for teaming up. Not sure where my husband got off to, but hey, if we run into Thriller, just remember he's on our side.

Makes sense. I'm better trained in hand-to-hand and I can typically lift most things comin' at me... or at least anything here, for the most part.

[She's pretty confident in her abilities to suplex the Trickster, at least.]

... You're gonna have to explain what Thriller is, though.

No Michael Jackson where you come from, I take it?

[Makes sense, after all. Shepard's world sounds like it could be a possible future for her own.]

Think 'zombie with a red jumpsuit.'

Might be. Might also be 150 plus years in the past, so who knows. I didn't exactly make it a point to keep up with Earth culture.

[The small cons of growing up on a colony world.]

But I'll keep it in mind. This monster doesn't sound like a zombie anyway, and now that we unfortunately have first hand experience with those, it shouldn't be hard to pick out a fake.

Fair enough. Not like I know much about my own world's pop culture a century and a half before my time.

[She smirks, tilting her head to indicate that they should head down the hallway together before she puts herself into motion.]

Anyway, he'll probably be dancing. Can't miss 'im.

[A zombie dancing. Alright. That should be easy to keep in mind. She heads out next to Jo, still grinning.]

That sounds like it'll be recognizable enough. Zombies and dancers are easy enough to see separately, but it's a little more specific when it's both.

There might be singing, too.

[Jo gives Shepard a very pointed look.]

Don't say I didn't warn you.

[She shakes for a second in laughter, because, omfg. Fantastic.]

Oh, I'll keep it in mind.

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