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Post by Shell on Oct 26, 2022 11:09:57 GMT -5
It is that time of the year again. So this year we are doing a few things to celebrate Halloween! First is the normal drawing. We will do a Entrant and Subscriber draw. Please put if you are a subscriber in your entry post; otherwise it won't be seen. The winners get a a choice for the items below (1 entry per player for the below you can choose which soul wins the item if you win) Every Entry also gets you: Halloween Candy - Usable item that grants +125 all stats (+500 ki, +1,000 pl.) 2nd: Halloween Costume Party RP. You can choose with your entry to write an RP with your character in a halloween costume. This RP will be ignored though if you go over 300 words and you won't be entered for this prize. 3rd: You can also add to your RP a Horror Scene of sorts. Again a scene not a movie. This will allow you to add up to 500 more words (800 total between the two). What is the prizes you ask??? Every Legal Entry gets (If you do both 2nd and 3rd part you get 2 of these) = Candy Apple: +20 DP, +20 SP Whoever has the best Costume/Scene will also win: Halloween Fun-Sized Candies x 3 (+100 All Stats each), and Trick or Treat Pail x 3 (+15 all Traits each) You can still win if you just RP the costume or the scene under the parameters. We are picking for both. How do you enter??? That is easy just reply with Trick or Treat. If you chose to add the RP you do it there, but for the grand prize only Trick or Treat in the reply is required. Here are the grand prizes for just the entry part though chosen at random after I get to it on November 1, 2022 Death's Scythe - Equipped as an accessory. Lv.4 two-handed weapon able to use both axe and spear techniques. Increases strength by +850 + 6% base in combat. Attacks with this weapon deal +5% damage. Attacks with axes still do 25% damage when blocked. Twice per battle you may make an attack that ignores your opponent's armor completely. If you use this weapon to kill an opponent you gain +250 all stats (+1,000 ki and +2,000 pl.)
Phantom Hourglass - Prepared Item. When this item is activated a countdown begins. All opponents lose 5% ki and vitality each turn (to a maximum of 15% ki and vitality.) After 3 turns the sands run out and a dark portal to the astral realm opens up. From this portal thousands of angry spirits emerge and fly into your opponents, attacking clawing at their very souls. This has a damage rating of 7.
Mask of One Thousand Horrors - Equipped on the head. A mask that has been enchanted to display a hideous face that will terrify any victim. It is said that no person has seen the same face as another. Increases speed and stamina by +500 + 3% base speed and stamina in battle. Makes user immune to Telepathy and Telekinesis. Nightmare only does half damage. May be used once per battle to imbue an advanced or finisher ki attack with Critical Effect: Immobilize
Bloody Machete - Equipped as an accessory. Level 3 blade. This legendary machete was used by a serial killer and is forever stained with the blood of his victims. This sword will increase strength by +250 + 6% of base in battle. Attacks with this weapon deal +4% damage. Adds Critical Effect: Slice added to all sword techs Lv.3 and higher.
Ganr's Flask - Filled with holy water be used against Demons and Chaotic Evil enemies. May only be used by someone with a neutral or good alignment. The water deals damage level 4 and stuns them for 2 actions. May only be used once per battle. Must spend one week enchanting water before use (takes up a build slot.)
Grim Reaper's Cloak - Can be equipped to any training equipment on the body (max of two things.) Increases strength and speed by +150 + 5% of your current speed and strength in battle.
Witches Hat (Female) / Warlock's Hood (Male) - Equipped on the head. Increases stamina amd vitality by +250 + 5% of your current stamina and vitality in battle. Allows you to use Ice Blast or Flame Shield once per battle without any ki cost.
Monkey's Paw - Usable item that allows you to make one of the following wishes: +3.75% all stats, +313 all stats, +2,500 zeni, two weeks of immortality, or receive any other Halloween contest item. Paw must be used upon acquiring.
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Post by Kale on Oct 26, 2022 11:26:07 GMT -5
Trick or Treat. I'm a subscriber.
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Post by Pagoma on Oct 26, 2022 14:00:41 GMT -5
A.) Trick or Treat (Subscriber)
B.)
"I should have never taken that bet," Pagoma said. He looked at himself in the mirror, reflecting on how ridiculous he looked. His right hand man, Voithos, stood over his shoulder trying to stifle his laughter. Pagoma wore a full body suit made from white cloth, with black spots floating around it. On his nose, he bore a plastic replica cow's nose, with a band that stretched around his head to keep it from falling off.
"No... You shouldn't have," Voithos said, holding back his laughter.
"Well, he cheated!" Pagoma said snobbishly.
Pagoma was referring to the human who had had challenged Pagoma to a race. The winner got to choose the punishment for the loser. Pagoma didn't realize that his challenger knew Instant Transmission and felt that it was dishonorable to win a race with such methods. But nonetheless, Pagoma agreed to his punishment and took it in stride. He was required to dress up like a cow (because of his horns) and go to a Halloween party with the human and his friends. This human was an ally of the PTO, but not necessarily loyal to them. Nonetheless, the human and his friends had been kind to Pagoma and Voithos since they had landed on Earth, even letting them stay with them in their home.
"Are you ready Pagoma?" a voice of that Pagoma knew belonged to the human who put him up to it, was waiting at the bottom of the stairs while Pagoma dressed in one of the bedrooms.
Pagoma sighed and exited the bedroom, standing at the top of the stairs. Laughter erupted as the Earthling and his friends pointed and laughed at Pagoma.
"Easy, Pagoma," Voithos put a hand on Pagoma's shoulder as he felt his anger growing.
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C.)
Pagoma felt his cheeks burning red as the laughter from three Earthlings stung his ears. Pagoma felt humiliated, but wasn't going to try and get out of his punishment for losing the bet. On the upside, at least everyone else at the party was going to be wearing costumes.
"Let's get this over with," Pagoma said as he walked downstairs.
Voithos decided to stay behind and give candy to the Earthling children. It was just Pagoma and the three Earthlings he'd befriended. They lived near Satan City University and their neighborhood was full of college students. Pagoma was amazed to see just how many other people were on the sidewalks. Kids walked from house to house while just about everyone who looked college-aged made their way to a large Frat House at the end of the block, the location of the party.
"Wow," Pagoma said as he walked through the front door. Though the house wasn't anything spectacular to look at, it seemed to be rather large inside. Music was blaring as party lights danced around, and the floors were so crowded that Pagoma and the others had to navigate their way through to the kitchen. Looking around, most of the people present were humans, but Pagoma saw quite a few Aliens mixed in with the crowd. There didn't seem to be any other Changelings, though.
Pagoma was feeling a bit better, seeing everyone else at the party also in costumes. After having a few alcoholic beverages, Pagoma's embarrassment for how he looked was completely forgotten about. As the music played, girls were dancing in the living room, boys were playing Beer pong, and the back yard was full of people hanging out. Pagoma noticed an interesting character at the party who stood out, someone he knew to be a Demon based on their unique Energy. He didn't think much of it though. Earth was a diverse planet.
As the night went on and people continued having their fun, things got suddenly quiet. Looking around, Pagoma noticed that everyone was standing still and staring blankly forward. Pagoma approached one of his friends he had come with and tried to get their attention.
"What's going on?" Pagoma asked, but was ignored.
Suddenly, everyone that had been seemingly frozen in place sprang to life. Those who were in the kitchen went diving for the Kitchen drawers, grabbing knives as they began to cut their own throats. Bodies that had been upstairs began to fall out the second story windows into the backyard. Others found shards of glass to cut themselves open with. Everyone present except Pagoma was overcame with the impulse to kill themselves.
"Some party," the Demon Pagoma had noticed earlier approached him with a smile, leaning against a cabinet. "Thought I'd spice it up a bit. Hope you don't mind."
Pagoma met the Demon's gaze with an evil grin and together they laughed maniacally, enjoying the scene before them of the hundreds of young adults all killing themselves, simultaneously.
WC: 499
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Post by Kakarot on Oct 26, 2022 15:29:54 GMT -5
Trick or Treat (subscriber) I'll also edit in an rp
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Post by Bersimmon on Oct 26, 2022 15:30:16 GMT -5
Trick or treat.
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Post by Yua on Oct 26, 2022 22:22:03 GMT -5
It wasn't like most people wouldn't have understood Yua's costume. It was simple, but it spoke to her in a way when she had seen the dress up. Wrapped around her torso and hips was crimson fabric, in a pattern that was hard to see the rhym or reason. Just enough to cover her upper body and cover what should be the private areas of organics. On her legs were long, ebony hose that were ended up in dark crimson high heels. Her arms, on the other hand, were wrapped in black and ended with claws, a touch that Yua added herself. With some hologram tech, she even added in a motion to the black around her arms, as if they moved ominously when looked at. Yua also added to the costume, to connect with her Paladin job, a giant cleaver was slung across her back. It had a black handle with spikes around the hand guard. To complete the look, her hair was long and crimson, with some that covered her left eye a bit and "fangs" in her mouth.
It was on her way to a party set up by Rose that she came upon the scene that Yua never wanted to see. On the road lay an android, not just shut down, but used and abused. It's limbs were mangled, and wires poked out here and there. But something was off as well. As he stepped closer, and paused almost in front of the android, wires exploded out from it. They wrapped the crimson android like tenrils as they started to drag her towards the alleyway. Her mouth was wrapped up by the wires as it drug the android, and she felt it trying to absorb her energy through the wires.
Shock and yelps were had as Yua tried to resist, but no Paladins seemed to come. But that was just as well, since with the area cleared, the android released a flurry of energy outward. Just enough to loosen her bonds so that she snagged and brough the cleaver out with a swing that shook the ground. It severed the wires and she was forced to kneel to look like she was trying to catch her breath. A fake position of weakness. It was then that a man walked out of the shadows and tossed the controller away. "My, my," he crowed, "It seems like I've found you again... my little Yuna."
Yua's head snapped up at the mention, and it was true. Kata, that murderous psychopath, was free on the street again. The man behind the horrible things that had happened to the human soul trapped within Yua. Kata smiled as he withdrew a gun, one that Yua knew would be able to blow away chunks of her chassis. This was not her main body, it was a spare since her main was under repairs. "Ahh, I've met you again, my little puppet. Once again, i'll have you dance within the palm of my hands." The wicked grin that spread paralyzed the normally talkative Yuna.
But Yua moved faster than the killer would have thought, as she whipped her arm that wasn't holding the cleaver out, took his favored arm from him. A smaller blade was hidden within the folds of her costume. Then she noticed the oil that dripped as the body fell back. But the mouth moved then, a slow cackle of insanity. "I'll be waiting for you, my most precious art..." Yua angrily smashed the head with her cleave sword as Paladins finally arrived to see that her chassis had started to overheat from the exertion, with the oil all over her like blood. But these were the same ones that had met her after the Kata episode before. Hushed realization took them all by surprise.
(Just a regular ol' entry from me. Costume and lore-related horror scene for Yua)
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Oct 27, 2022 4:57:18 GMT -5
technically still a sub till the end of the month...lol
Trick or treat, will edit it in.
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For a moment, the primeval wondered exactly what he had gotten himself into. For the moment he had mentioned that they'd be having a halloween party on the ship, Ciel, Verris and Murrick seemed to be a bit too much into getting themselves the most scary costume they could possibly decide upon. Because he had been the one to actually announce the fact they'd be having a party for halloween, the discussion on what they'd all be dressing up as became quite heated, with Ciel proposing they'd have to dress up as animals, obviously cheating with her wings, while Murrick seemed hellbent on dressing up like characters from their favorite television series or stories, something which Ur'alcyonis actually supported...alas, when Verris brought up his idea for the rules on which to dress up as, Ur'alcyonis in horror had to hear all his subordinates agree to it: to dress up as something that frightened or put them off the most.
Usually that wouldn't have been a problem, but the Primeval had two options in that case, with one being a void beast (something quite impossible to try and dress up as) the other option Ur'alcyonis had was much easier, but at the same time not exactly something fun to dress up as in front of his subordinates.
Yet, to please his subordinates, the Primeval finally arrived at the party, wearing a frizzy white wig with a halo, a thick loincloth and tiny wings glued to his back, all the while holding a tiny bow with heart-shaped arrows.
At first, everyone went silent, before Verris suddenly yelled: "A cherub!!"
With a grumble, the Primeval walked over to the group and sighed. "They didn't have an angel suit..."
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Post by Broly on Oct 27, 2022 9:34:06 GMT -5
Broly hung his head in shame, shaking it slowly as his chest expanded with a heartfelt sigh. "I look stupid," he muttered to himself as the clicks of heels echoed behind him.
"No you don't, you look cute!" Cheelai said cheekily as she placed her hand against the small of his back. "Come on, look at yourself, I think it fits you perfectly!"
Broly lifted his gaze and stared at the mirror in front of him. There he could see Cheelai standing beside him with her costume on as well. Against her head were cartoonish large and red lensed goggles. The rest of the ensemble was quite simple, a white lab coat hung from her shoulders and underneath was a simple shirt paired with a black skirt. He then turned his attention onto himself, a hulking brute of a man with makeup slashed over his old battle scars. Protruding out from his head were two bolts that had been fastened together with a headband that hid itself well in his hair.
"I look stupid." Broly repeated, lifting his hand to remove the fake bolts.
"Stop it!" Cheelai spat, slapping at the bear like paw of the monster before her. "I am Victoria Frankenstein, mad scientist and inventor! And you, you are my finest creation!" Cheelai leaned back, cackling like a mad scientist fitting her costume as lightning cracked in the background. "It's Halloween, its the perfect time to be something you're not, now put this on!" Snatching a large blue jacket from the coat rack not too far from where they stood she gave a soft smile. "Kids should start coming any minute!"
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Post by Android 24 on Oct 27, 2022 16:59:14 GMT -5
Trick or Treat! (Subscriber)
Android 24 was excited for the evening's events. It was Halloween! This was a holiday that Android 24 has always enjoyed back when he was just a regular high school kid, but since he had been changed to an Android, his days of being anything normal were done with. Now, it seemed everywhere that Android 24 went he got stared at, pointed at, or by some even called a freak. But not on that night... No, on Halloween everyone looked different. But Android 24, he didn't need a costume. It was one night, where he could just be himself. No one would judge him for his strange glowing eyes, metallic arms, or heavy body. If anything, they would compliment it.
"See ya later, Master Roshi!" Android 24 called out over his shoulder as he prepared to leave the Turtle Hermit's island.
"Wha-" Master Roshi spouted out, "Where are you going?"
"It's Halloween!" Android 24 shouted as he took off into the air, "It's time to party!"
Android 24 didn't look back as he flew towards West City, in search of a party. He knew that a certain street downtown was full of bars, restaurants, and nightclubs. If he started there, he was certain it wouldn't be hard for him to find some fun. As he flew though, he did wonder if he should have invited Master Roshi.
"Ah, well," Android 24 said to himself. He continued to fly over the ocean until he reached the shores of West City. Flying a bit further, he found the entertainment district of West City.
WC: 260
West City's entertainment district was like Android 24 had never seen. Strings of pumpkin-shaped lights hung between buildings and over the street. Music blared from a stage blocking the street. Bars were full of people and nearly everyone was smiling.
"Alright!" Android 24 said to himself as he walked to the nearest bar, starting there.
"Hey!" a bouncer at the entrance stopped Android 24. Android 24 didn't have an I.D. and was worried what would happen. "Nice costume!"
The security guard wasn't concerned at all, letting Android 24 walk right in. The bar was full of people dancing and having a good time, as it played its own music over its speakers. Android 24 made his way to the bar and ordered a non-alcoholic drink.
"Hey there!" a girl that looked about ten years older than Android 24 approached. She had a flirtatious expression as she looked Android 24 up and down. "I haven't seen you around here before... What's your name?"
"Oh," Android 24 said a bit surprised. "I'm... Gino."
It had been a while since Android 24 had used his human name, but he felt like introducing himself as Android 24 might have been strange.
"Let me buy you a drink, Gino!" the girl said.
"Oh, I'm not old enough..." Android 24 started to say, but with the loud music, the girl walked towards the bartender without hearing him.
Suddenly, the bar seemed to jump. Its foundation shook and the lights flickered as the music stopped playing. Seconds later, it happened again... A loud thump shook the bar violently as guests looked around wondering what was happening. From outside of the bar, crowds of people began to scream. The bar emptied in seconds as everyone ran for their lives.
Android 24 stepped outside, looking for the source of the commotion. A large monster that seemed to be constructed of pure marshmallow-y goodness, was stomping down the street with an angry expression. He had a red tie and a chef's hat with the words "STAY PUFT" written across it. It was as tall as the buildings and tore down the string lights as it walked.
The West City inhabitants scattered as the marshmallow monster walked down the street. It grabbed a random, screaming girl from below it and lifted her towards its mouth.
Android 24 acted quickly and used a beam of energy to sever the monster's arm. He ran towards the girl and caught her in his arms. He looked up at the monster and unleashed a ball of energy into its chest. The monster looked confused for a moment, before it burst from the inside, as gooey marshmallow rained down on the streets and buildings.
It was quiet for a moment as people peaked out from their hiding places. When it was determined to be safe again, a loud cheer erupted from the masses. The party resumed with a sticky mess, and Android 24 was deemed a hero.
WC: 492
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Post by Vlad on Oct 28, 2022 2:28:05 GMT -5
1: trick or treat (entry level)
2: Vlad walked in to a party on Avalon. He had appeared to be wrapped in a pale manikin armor type of form. His costume was expanded manikin body pearl white with a false compartment opened to show a robotic heart sticking out of it with “life all the same” written on a plate of metal on the ‘heart' Avalon was having a massive party refugees, wealthy/poor, he sighed content as he saw aliens, humans, androids all mingling and just enjoying their existences together. Some playing themed games where they are the slasher villain of a movie, others survivors fighting back. Some in VR testing their skills against recreations of movie monsters/killers, a few odd sorts getting into actual drunken fistfights but getting broke up and getting worse, a bit bruising and a hangover.
“If only every day could be so high energy and fun,” Vlad went to the biggest punch bowl, fixing himself one and sipping “Oh my, this has some robotic stimulants to it, nice. A few of the soldiers came over to him and asked to party with him, and he nodded, one asked if he could do some party things, Vlad hooked their MP3 equivalent devices to himself and allowed it to play out of him and controlled LEDs through his body to surge alternating colors to the beat. A good night was had. <gotta get into brewing. > the only thing this night to trouble his mind as Dusk was seeing to any other worries.
<May our efforts and champion of ethical worlds triumph, and may this night of fun and games become the norm. Should pick EP3 up a few candies we can try, as no doubt CC is having a party too.>
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3 Sub-urban world of Avalon protectorate Gradox 2 reports of m a multitude of graphic murders came to be reported in Halloween, suspect half saiyan who murdered his own family as a child now 60 years old and terminally ill going out on one last killing spree. Gradox was a chain of worlds that permanently housed refugees and impoverished people across protectorate space, this mass spree killer will not make the world a slaughterhouse on Vlad’s watch thought the android as he materialized on the last known location a daycare center for elderly and child alike. A graveyard of corpses outside. Apparently, a mob or militia met the killer and were dispatched by the killer, but a trail of blood matching the killer was seen leading to the building, a bleeding injury the killer suffered dealing with 24 armed adults. .a trail of elderly bodies and child corpses to the main building.
He went in to find a figure looking for people. He had overalls over a full body spandex suit saiyan tail tipped with broken glass, a featureless manikin expressionless mask and a hard had all drenched in blood and a mind that said he intended to slaughter the whole of the planet or as close to it before the illness takes him, Vlad would not allow this. He jumped into the figure.
In the crawlspace, the few who managed to escape the killer waited fearful, the heads of the daycare tried to calm the children as their own nerves shook in their skin as a violent tussle came. They screamed when the blood drenched cleaver pierced the floor board in front of them 12 solid minutes of struggle came before 40 minutes of strange mechanical pulsing sounds the only thing breaking silence, the cleaver was torn out with the floor board it pierced into and in came the winner. The adults charged the figure with hammers, but were stopped by a hand of metal? That wasn’t right a pale face but with glowing green eyes electric and kind gazed at them “Hi, I’m Vlad, nice to meet you.” he escorted them out, and they saw the nightmare that came to them laying dead from a rear naked strangulation.
Vlad happily reported the threat neutralized and saved those that were still alive, but whispered he found a letter: the killer was joining a cult of social Darwinist saiyans, and he would hunt them all down and take care of them.
He waved them goodbye and his soldiers seen to their comfort as Vlad flew off to the next adventure. Vlad flicked the chemicals that got on him off his face <must have passed as him a moment there> he forced off the pale silicon liquid coating from his face.
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Post by Towa on Oct 29, 2022 5:29:05 GMT -5
Trick or Treat (Subscriber)
I'm going to be in too. I'll edit in an RP if I get time!
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Post by Riki on Oct 30, 2022 11:38:50 GMT -5
Trick or Treat
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Kaine
Grizzled Veteran
Posts: 599
Organization: Saiyan Empire
Race: Saiyan
Status: Contact Me
Soul: Main
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Post by Kaine on Oct 30, 2022 13:17:21 GMT -5
Kaine: "yeah Yeah...Trick or Treat ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He wasn't in the holiday spirit considering what happened just angry thoughts within his soul with the unknown desire. Kaine didn't know what it was but something which comes and goes because of his good-hearted nature. It was a daily struggle to check himself in check feeling that certain darkness corrupting him, but it won't take him over. Where did it come from? Kaine thought of one possible thing it could have something to do with his past. King Vegeta just living in fear of Frieza of finding out the truth of the Super Saiyan and the stories of others. At birth, just only two candidates were two of the highest power levels at birth. King Vegeta didn't want Frieza to find out and ordered his guards to kill the two babies to remove any chance of Frieza killing them. One of the troops started coming with a knife as Kaine started screaming... Kaine wakes up from his bed feeling it was just a dream it happens every night because of that secret. That guard coming at him with a knife because of a dark secret within the saiyan warrior. He hated it because of something unknown but dark inside of him wanting to find out the truth. Wanting answers, the saiyan thought of one thing that could help answer the whole thing a mind reader. Kaine had learned both telepathy and telekinesis on Kanassa which was pretty good for him. A fortune teller was his best bet as the saiyan used instant transmission to teleport to Earth and now it was time to find himself a fortune teller. It was getting close to Halloween and then someone caught his attention a woman seeing things within a crystal ball. As Kaine approached the woman started sensing within her crystal ball something dark was inside of this person. The woman could see it just raw and pure evil inside a pure hearted warrior which didn't make sense to her. She wanted to perform a mental test upon the saiyan putting the warrior's mind to rest doing some hypnosis upon him. Wanting to talk to the inner darkness within the Saiyan as she placed Kaine into a trance. Kaine was asleep but something within his body was waking up as dark energies started to emerge. Another presence was taking over his body as it started to awake with red eyes. She wondered if this was the darkness within the warrior because it looked menacing indeed. "Who are you?" She said.
"It wasn't Kaine's fault none of it was. In the beginning, He was just a normal Saiyan like everything one of those fucking brats. In his case, A deal was made with one of his parents in secret. To make him powerful a sacrifice was done, and she answered his prayers." Dark Kaine said. "Who answered his prayers? Who is this person you speak of?" She said. "She came to Kaine's crib while him and some other one named Carrot or Kakarot was sleeping. She was more interested in Kaine than Kakarot placing the dark seed of darkness hoping it would grow. One day...Kaine will seek out this power and once that happens the Hour of Blood will take place. Will he choose the path of Light or darkness? Can you imagine if he chooses the path of darkness which sinful things, we'll teach him should he choose evil." Dark Kaine said. "The Hour of Blood?" She said. "Oh yes...that. It is foretold a Super Saiyan will unearth the Book of Dead from the ashes of a forgotten cemetery. Once that happens every monster in Hell will be allowed to roam free on Earth. Not only those Vampires, Zombies, Werewolves, Gorgons, and others will join the party and Hell on Earth can begin." Dark Kaine said. Dark Kaine was preparing to fire a dark energy blast at the fortune teller ready to kill the fortune teller. Grabbing a knife from the ground ready to execute her. She had no choice... The fortune teller has heard enough snapping his fingers releasing Kaine from the trance. As the evil power started to subside within the pure hearted warrior as the guy started feeling better. She knew something dark was living inside she didn't want to learn more about it thinking that was enough. Kaine had an important role to play something about the Hour of Blood thinking this could never come to pass. Wanting him to celebrate the holiday and perhaps the darkness within him will die down forever. It was a little difficult to celebrate Halloween playing trick or treat with children handing out candy still it could be done. Kaine grabbed a ghost suit and got some candy and started passing it out to the trick or treaters. He didn't have a home but inside his spaceship. Having a small Halloween party... WC: 811
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Post by Puar on Oct 30, 2022 17:02:35 GMT -5
His muscles could not stop shaking. Almost as if he was born with an indescribable Tourette’s Syndrome, but the soldier never was diagnosed with that, he knew. His helmet was a heaping mess of vibrations, and his heart couldn’t stop beating, wanting a sound escape from his body. His heart wanted to leave this town if he didn’t, that was for sure. There was a silence that he could not stand hearing that flooded his ears, only being muffled out by the internal sounds of his organs working their magic. He could not pay attention to anything other than his own body, wondering just how precious most of those organs were now. He had never paid attention to their importance or their uses because of how small they were. But now that fear has shrunk his psyche into himself, he could hear his heart pump... His liver draining nutrients from his last meal…
His lungs taking in oxygen…
His bowels moving through his intestines… The air was crisp and cold, yet the soldier felt hot and bothered, sweat slicking his hands and making it impossible to grasp his weapon properly. His eyes finally focused, having lost it at the last slaughter he witnessed – he was the final one. Around him was a dark and murky street, fog thick and carrying low to the ground hiding anything that could crawl. He was terrified at that. Paranoia drenched his body like the sweat did and a sudden screech ripped through his lips as he pointed his rifle at the ground and put pressure on the trigger. His gun fire was loud and boisterious like several thunder booms, muffling his screams of terror. He shot at nothing.
He did not kill the target.
There was nothing there. He popped up from the ground immediately, exposing his position behind a turned over car and he heard a slicked and sheened sound of perfected tempered steel sliding through the air in a cut. A curved blade hooked his neck and tiny feet pressed against his back to force him to his stomach, the blade burying into the front of his neck only slightly to open it up like a cracking dam, blood spilling from his throat in sudden gushes and waves. His screams whizzed and strained out as his trachea would be crushed at the hefty stomp of the tiny girl’s feet, pressing more of the blade into his throat, but not enough for a decapitation, not yet. No. No. No. No.
NO. NO. NO.
She wanted him to suffer. She wanted him to feel.... every millimeter of the blades entry as it force its way into his body.
She wanted him to feel.... death every second of the way.
No quick entry to Hell for this man. He would not get the luxury.... of being ignorant to pain and suffering.Her glowing orange eyes stared down at him from the cloak she wore, and her hair spilled out with several strands covering her face. She wore a Grim Reaper’s cloak and cowl, her feet bare and dirty. In her hands was a scythe, which she used to slowly behead the man. Trick or Treat….
Smell my Feet….
Give me…
Something…. GOOD TO EAT She gave her scythe one tug… Two tugs… Three tugs.. Four! Each pull cutting into his throat more and more… Five tugs… Six tugs… Seven!!! And finally, the last one to send him to heaven… She rolled his detached head around to see his lifeless face And wiggled her toes into his nose, and gave a giggle lacking graceHappy Halloween, From your Dearest Tomoko…
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Post by Juch on Oct 30, 2022 21:56:45 GMT -5
“Trick or Treat!”
“Twick oh’r tweat!”
The laughter of the masked children, under the watchful flashlight of the accompanying chaperon, crept down the sidewalk and away from the two adults. The Man in Green and the Puppet shared a chuckle as they turned a sharp right instead, moving past the Conservation Park sign.
“Oooh, ooh!” the Puppet announced, springing up next to the Man in Green. The propeller on his blue baseball cap waltzing in the breeze alongside the flaccid sleeves of his red t-shirt; the simple star emblazoned on his chest twinkling under the night sky; however, almost immediately after, his tone shifted–somber syllables marching from his white head, “I’m sowwy to say, my life will be s’wo empty without you…”
“Uh, what?”
“Oh, wait, wait, what day is it today?”
“Halloween.”
The Puppet, snickering at his companion’s deadpan expression, floated out a black notebook with words ‘PLAN STUFF’ plastered on the front. Flipping through the pages, past the newspaper clippings of a parade in downtown Birchsville, reports of missing dog Mr. Poofers, crime details for the death of federal agent Rilda Winters, a grocery list for Aunt Sherry’s pumpkin pie–ah, there we go, “Oops, sowwy, dat’s for next week. I’m supposed to say: it’s Halloween! It’s time for me to finally tell a below average, DVD release only ghost story! And you know what that meaaans?”
The Man in Green raised an eyebrow, questioning as vivid as the black marks that splashed across his suit, “I dunno, you’re asking me out–”
“Dis is the sto’wy of the…” the Puppet paused for dramatic effect, “Wailing Wilda…! Oooh! Kapew, kapew!”
“...and what was that supposed to be?”
“Uh, thwunder, wightning, vewwy vewwy fwightning?”
“Ugh, just, just get on with it.”
“Awwiiight! So the sto’wy goes, Wilda was a beautiful little girl living just around these parts. Every day she loved to take long walks in the fo’west. She loved to walk around and listen for the birds chirping and the bugs buzzing–especially the teeny tiny little bugs that you wouldn’t notice.”
Moving off the beaten path, the pair squeezed through the maze of gnarled branches of the naked trees, the rocky lumps protruded out of the ground like an unfinished game of whack-a-mole, and the remnants of yellow and black tape that still lingered in the shrubbery. The Man in Green used his briefcase to shield himself, whilst the Puppet used his face.
“But one day as she was listening so keenly, she only noticed that someone was stalking her when it was too late. Panicking she w’an away, trying to escape, down through this ve’wy path that we’re taking, but–”
“Yeah, then she got her head bashed in or something and every Halloween her ghost roams the forest searching for the guy who killed her, right?”
“Aww, you w’uined it,” the Puppet sagged as he stepped into the clearing.
“I mean, your lisp didn’t really help; I know you’re trying to stay in character as…Homesar, was it?”
“I don’t think you know what a ‘lisp’ is, and close enough,” the Puppet frowned, “Not that you’re giving much eff’wort yourself, W’iddler.” “Kais, is it just me, or is it getting colder in here?” the Man in Green ignored the Puppet’s remarks, instead his gloved hands clasping at his own sleeves and shivering.
“Oh! Yeah, tends to be during this hour. Here! Take this,” from out of his knapsack, the Puppet pulled out a heavy white sheet out of his knapsack before draping it over his companion’s shoulders, “I was thinking about being a ghost at first, but figured it wouldn’t be o’wiginal.”
“Whatever, when’s the customer gonna get here–”
Snap.
The Man in Green spun around, his purple tie quivering in the crisp night air. Was someone there?
Only the gaping maw of the abyss loomed back. With only the stars above for illumination, he didn’t realize how dark it was until now. A chill ran down his spine as adrenaline began pumping through his veins. The freezing air now burnt his nostrils as his breath crystallized in the air.
Crackle.
A jaunty tune screeched his ear as his gaze darted back to the Puppet, who was inexplicably starting to put on a hockey mask at this time.
“Th’hell are you doing?”
Gloomy clouds above dimmed the full moon.
“Are you sore that I didn’t find your dumb story scary? Can’t really scare me if I see you putting it on.”
Total darkness.
“I-I know it’s you.”
Pop. Another noise. This time, the Man in Green felt something breathing heavy down his neck.
“Yes, I know,” the Puppet nodded, his voice losing his exaggerated rhotacism as Juch resumed his normal speech pattern, “But Rilda doesn’t.”
Word Count: 791
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