All Hallows' Eve

[Never]

It's Halloween Night! and Time has stood still.

The world and moon fall dark, and the costumed become the creatures. When Luna's glow eventually returns only the underdressed are left, alone beneath the full moons gaze. For unknown reasons the clocks have stopped and time does not pass 7:06pm and those dressed up for the trick or treating has become the creature they've dressed up as. Yes it is a VERY active halloween where the children become adult monsters, it also seems that those that have dressed up have forgotten whom they were previously, becoming their costume's persona.

You, are either a trick or treater that have become a monster, though pick a monster which is reasonable and is fun to RP as (If you pick Zombies and Skeletons, you're gonna have a bad time) or luckily one who skipped the tradition this year in 1945. Yes, the year is 1945 and so please keep it within the time. Good Luck, and Trick or Treat!!!

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[Edward]

*is a trick or treater*

knocks on a door*

TRICK OR TREAAT! :_;

 

[The Mockingjay]

A girl sits, her legs dangle freely from the branch of the tree she finds herself in. She had spent the last few minutes in the tree, waiting for her friend to arrive, the two had planned originally to watch the halloween festivities take place, laughing at how ridiculous the whole thing was as they played cards, covered by the leaves. Her friend was late however, and the people were changing, originally in the tree through need, she now say there through fear, a fear brought on by nothing, all she knew is that for some reason, the world felt different.

 

[Never]

The Old Television was on in the background as the guy slept back on his chair, a small bit of drool hanging from his mouth as he snored loudly. a fly ventured into his mouth and he woke up suddenly, choking on the bug and then spluttering it out onto the floor.

"Jesus."

He stood up and peeped through his window, his house dark except from the tele, hopefully deterring the trick or treaters; Though he saw on the path in front of his house, one of them on the floor, writhing around in pain.

 

[Bi0hazard]

Lil five year scarlet a. Belford fades to the street with a small bag and little smile on her face

"I i wonder how this going to be..."

 

[The Mockingjay]

Giving it a few more minutes, the girl kept her eye on the giant clock of Big Ben as she waited for her friend to be ten minutes late. But her friend was six minutes late, and had been for quite some time. It was extremely rare that Big Ben stopped working, and it unsettled her, enough that she climbed down from her tree and began to walk. She toward where she knew her friends house to be, the streets quieter than she expected them to be at this time of the evening, the dim street lights all that lit her path down the narrow cobbled pavements of London.

 

[Never]

He rushes out towards the person on the floor and kneels down at the Treater, they're trying to rip their halloween mask, there was no one around and he so he shouted out for someone to hopefully reply back. Since there was no reply for a while, he tried to rip the mask off but it was stuck tight and then suddenly the mouth of the werewolf opened and roared loudly.

The Man stood up and walked back, surprised at what he was seeing, "What is this? what's going on." He looks around and still no one insight, he shouts out really loudly and before he could react a claws at his face, three cuts mark his left cheek and forehead. This made him run fast, in any direction.

 

[Bi0hazard]

Lil scarlet walks down the dark street looking about at the houses..

"W where should i start"

Stops at a house that sits on a hill

"Mmm.."

 

[The Mockingjay]

The narrow streets seemed to go on forever under the fluorescent gaze of the moonlight, the winding paths and rough cobbles began to become a burden beneath the girls feet when suddenly a noise caught her ear. A feint shouting in the distance, but she couldn't make out any words, her pace quickened she continued, until moments later when the shouting was heard once more, she had no choice but to stop, her legs frozen beneath her body and her head turning toward the source. Unwittingly she begins to move once more, but not toward her friends house, she heads in the direction of the shouting, unknowing of what awaits her. The girls heels click against the cold, hard cobbles with every step and the lights in the houses on either side become obscured by faces peering out of windows, she assumed they were trying to see what new creature was outside their window at this time, it made her laugh inside as she thought about their disappointment upon seeing her boring self.

She only walked a few more feet when she hits a fork in the path, groups of children can be heard echoing loudly from the fork to her left, the right hand side is eerily silent... She takes a step to her left, and peers around the corner.

 

[Bi0hazard]

Lil scarlet starts fading and the group star back away not know what behind them she heads for the iron gates slow but surely she looks at the group and trys to smile but shys awat at the last minute and turns to the gate readying herself to push the gate open

 

[Yanks]

As he was running all over the small town for an All Hallow's Eve costume in the late afternoon, the little boy stopped for a short breath. He started to pant, frustrated at himself that he waited this late to look for a decent store before the night had begun. "Bloody 'ell, this is hopeless. I'll never find one in time..." Full of defeat, he decides to trot on home. As he is walking back, he notices a seemingly abandoned store with different type of creepy masks and old items for witchcraft. Curious, he crept his way toward the glass window and peered through to see more that was inside. He then spots a particular mask in the middle of the store. "That one will do nicely." When he reached for the door, he realized it was locked and tried to look for another way inside.

Checking for a back door, he manages to find one by a dark alley way. He makes his way to the store's back entrance and discovers the unlocked door knob and slowly opens the wooden door and sneaks inside. Inside the store, he quickly swipes the mask he wanted and stuffs it inside of his coat. As he is making his way out of the store, he feels a firm hand press against his shoulder and is nearly startled by the old man who runs the shop. "Just what do you think you're doing in here? GET OUT, GET OUT!" Terrified, the little boys runs screaming out of the store and sprints home.

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[Lytes]

Tristarrhh stands up on top of a building "Its time" he said as he removed his swords

 

[Never]

He Runs passed the corner, breathing heavily and takes a turn, his right on over his bloody left shoulder, it seems he had been bitten there before he could get away properly. He continues into a dark alley way, passed the propaganda posters and sits down on the floor, panting, in shock, bleeding.

 

[Yanks]

By the time the boy reached home, it was really late out. As he walked through the front door, he was greeted by his mother, who was quite curious of to what the kid was hiding in his coat. However, he kept to himself and quickly walked to his room. He then threw the mask on top of his bed and prepared for the long waited trick or treating. It was 7 PM by the time his friends arrived so they can finally head out. The boy had told them to wait in the living room as he fetched his All Hallow's eve mask. In his room, he hastily put it on and looked in the mirror to be awed by his transformation. However, things turned horribly wrong.

Initially, he felt spine tingle that was so painful, it made him fall to his knees. When he felt blood flow into his eyes, he got terrified and removed the mask [but twas too late]. A ridge has formed in his back and his legs grew substantially long. He looked at his hands and saw claws forming on his fingers. His skin turned a deathly pale and his clothes ripped as he grew bigger and bigger. He screamed in pain as he felt his mouth rip open and felt something protrude from his throat. When his mother ran into the room, he screamed in horror as she saw the monster and ran out of the house. The boy's scream then turned into a loud roar and his transformation was complete. He then punched through his bedroom wall and scurried out into the town.

 

[The Mockingjay]

Peering around the comer was not a great decision as it turned out, a small child dressed as a witch was the first to spot her, followed by a man wrapped from head to toe in bandages, their was also a girl flopping on the ground, a fish out of water, her golden fin slapped against the ground uncontrollably. It was strange, how into it all the people in the town square seemed, she had thought halloween was over the top before, but this was ridiculous. As she shook her head she leaned back around the wall and a pale, boney finger slid down her cheek, before her stood an old man, hooded and with a hunched back. The initial contact made her jump and pus him away slightly, but he returned to her, his pale grey eyes looked into hers and he spoke.

"Tick Tock, went the clock. And now the town is hell."

He cackles before disappearing round the corner and seemingly joining the festivities, a theory that is undermined seconds later as a scream echoes throughout the town, the witch lay motionless on the ground, surrounded by men with pitchforks, some with knives in their heads or axes in their hips... The girls body was black, burned almost to a cinder, then the smell arrived, as did the attention of the mass. As her eyes catch one of the pitch forked me. Looking at her, she turns and runs, racing back to the right hand fork and crashing through an old wooden door whip she hadn't seen in the darkness. Falling through the door, the girl lands on a pile of hay, her eyes locked on the hole, waiting for the nearing sounds to close in on her.

 

[Never]

He sat there for a while, trembling a little, not knowing what to do or what he was going to do. This was something 'magical', it had to be. Everything filled his mind and weighed him down, he couldn't stand, he had to be clear and focused, but it was impossible.

"Damn it."

He spent time just thinking, until he came to a conclusion, he had to get out of there and move to live. He had stopped bleeding. It was a shock when he found out, his hand was bloody, but nothing came out of the neck wound, it also stopped hurting, his neck seemed fine now. To him, it was a stroke of luck, he stood up and walked to the edge of the alley and peered around the corners, looking up and down the streets.

 

[The Mockingjay]

As the lights from the pitchforks mob become clearer the girl panics and does the on,y thing she can think to do, she rolls backwards off the hay bale and lays quietly behind the yellow mass. Occasionally she peers over the top of the hay waiting for the moment the lights disappear and she can feel safe again. The inside of the room is pitch black, the only light is that which creeps in from the outside world, not enough to light any of he room around her. Unable to do anything else, she waits.

Eventually her heartbeat returns to normal pace and her body stops shaking, when she peers out from her hiding place the lights are gone and their is no crowd noise in the air. She rises to her feet and climbs over the itchy substance beneath her. As she reaches the door she peers out into an empty street and listens for a few moments. Feeling it is safe, she heads out continuing down the street as she had been before.

 

[Never]

He continues down the street, creeping and keeping out of any light, there seemed to be no one about which made him more insecure, but he was also a little relieved especially after seeing what happened. Continuing up the street he sees someone sitting on a bench up ahead, wearing a bowler hat, he walks over not able to make it out. He reaches the man and taps him from behind.

"Excuse me"

After getting no answer twice, he walks around to give him a piece of his mind, though that wouldn't help, he needed a piece of his stomach; the man's guts poured down from where his belly should have been, the blood still fresh. The man's eyes widened and he ran off to a dark corner and threw up, his eyes teared up.

 

[Yanks]

He continues down the street, creeping and keeping out of any light, there seemed to be no one about which made him more insecure, but he was also a little relieved especially after seeing what happened. Continuing up the street he sees someone sitting on a bench up ahead, wearing a bowler hat, he walks over not able to make it out. He reaches the man and taps him from behind.

"Excuse me"

After getting no answer twice, he walks around to give him a piece of his mind, though that wouldn't help, he needed a piece of his stomach; the man's guts poured down from where his belly should have been, the blood still fresh. The man's eyes widened and he ran off to a dark corner and threw up, his eyes teared up.

As the newly transformed monster scurried into the city, he jumped onto a building and sniffed around, searching for food. After 2 minutes of doing so, he senses a portly man with a bowler hat sitting on a bench 50 ft away. Blood thirsty, he quietly made his way towards the man but growled when close nearby. Before the man could react, the beast got in front of him and slashed his abdomen with his claws. As his guts spilled, he used the thing protruding from his mouth to feed on his prey. When he was finished, he went behind a building corner, resting so he can looks for more sustenance again.

After 20 minutes have passed, he got up and started searching some more. Suddenly, he smelled someone coming nearby. He looked around the corner and saw someone run off after witnessing the body that was torn just earlier. The monster followed him into a dark corner, just 5 ft behind. When the person stopped, the beast gave a long growl that gave away his presence.

 

[Never]

The growl broke the silence and he turned around, "Oh...you've got to be kiddin' me." He backs up against the corner, treading in his own puke; though this wasn't the problem at the moment. He didn't know what to do, he was indeed trapped and scared and so he shouted.

"HEEEEEEEEEELP!"