HAPPY HALLOWEEN BITCHES 🎃

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Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion...though you may have once known it as the Crimson Phoenix dorm. As you approach, you may find that the area is hardly recognizable. There are several tables set up outside hosting all sorts of activities, and at the front and center is a small, cheerfully crackling bonfire. Scattered around the outside are several fake tombstones with equally fake inscriptions painted on them and lit by soft glowing lights with various skeletons posed around the graveyard. In the front on the way to the main door is a twelve-foot skeleton dressed as a witch, and from here you can see three inflatable pumpkins on the roof. Approaching the dorm itself, you'll find that the outside has been decked out in lights and decor, and the inside is just as elaborate and extra. Terrible idea to give teenagers unlimited money and time on their hands, huh?

As you enter through the lobby, you'll find that you may be guided to enter a haunted maze. Adventurers beware...

...but for those of you who are more interested in the festivities upstairs, residents of Phoenix dorm will happily shuttle you up to the second floor in an elevator decked out with floating candles. Upon reaching this floor, you'll be greeted with the lounge. There are plenty of couches with red cushions and blankets for maximum comfort, and the entire floor is equally decorated. Various horror movies play on mute from the TV mounted against the wall, and music seems to reverberate throughout the dorm everywhere you go. Loud enough to enjoy, but not loud enough to disrupt conversation. Hanging from the ceiling there also appears to be a large pinata in the shape of the moon, a large wooden stick leaning against the wall with a bandana draped over the top...batter up!

The four bedrooms appear to be blocked off with caution tape, but the two bathrooms and the kitchen are open to everyone. And while there's a third floor...there's nothing of interest up there other than space and more decor to admire as you mingle.

The party's just getting started. Have fun and get spooky.

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[inquired]

[ naturally, at some point, temenos is burning an offering over at the bonfire, because like what else do you do. he is dressed in a costume, with a cute little sheep bell ribbon collar thing... but he's got a pair of cute little fake fangs in, and more importantly, a pair of wolf ears sitting on his head. it's hard to tell if these are part of transformation week or not. occasionally, his eyes glow an eerie looking blue! but you might catch him with his head bowed in prayer in a moment of zen.

...otherwise he seems to be observing the others making s'mores with a sense of muted curiosity on his face...? what the heck is a marshmallow.

or! better yet! once someone has taught him the magic of s'mores, you might see him taking cute little nibbles of it like a little rabbit. and once it's his turn, he sets down his sweets.

and then offers a smile. ]

I've an excellent ghost story to share; the tale of Wellows Manor.

[tongshi]

[ oh. temenos has the kind of voice made for spooky stories, actually, so hung hunkers down and swishes his dragon tail behind him. there is no description of his costume because i haven't decided yet but i want to tag. ]

Wellows Manor?

[inquired]

It is a tragic tale, but one that is perhaps the most terrifying in its truth.

[ hung would be correct! temenos's eyes flicker with that eerily bright blue, and he lowers his voice a touch to draw in his audience as he begins his tale. ]

There is a beautiful kingdom in the northwest of the Leaflands called Timberain. It is a place where many of the nobility of the Leaflands make their home. I made my way there with my companions in the middle of the night, traversing to complete a mission for our dearest apothecary.

As we made our way from dirt paths to the paved streets, we came upon a lake, with a pavilion rising out of the very center of it, just outside of town. We had only our lantern lights to guide us, and the light of the stars above, yet our steps were true - and as the wind whistled through the trees, we realized there was a young girl standing in the gazebo, in the middle of the night.

My companions are a quite kindhearted bunch. We thought perhaps she might have gotten stuck there; our merchant got small boats for us to paddle out to join her. Yet, as we slipped out into the pitch dark water, just as soon as our oars hit the water, she was gone - as if she was never there at all.

But that is only the very beginning of this tale. Surely, it was just a hallucination - a long, long evening of travel with little rest can lead the mind to think strange things. I certainly thought so: I imagine by now, you'd know me as a cynic.

[tongshi]

[ fixes how his little clifford ghost sheet is caught on his horn, peering through the eyeholes at him and curling his tail around where he's sitting criss cross applesauce like a good listener.

me like i hate this fucking HOUSE

hung, clueless: ]

Was there anything there..? Or did she just up and vanish completely.

[ looks at everyone else gathered around like !! story time!! ]

[inquired]

Gone completely. [ he clicks his tongue and then shakes his head, putting a hand to his chin. ] How strange, isn't it? We went all the way to the pavilion, and yet, there was hide nor hair of the little girl - not a single trace.

Unshaken, if a touch concerned, we carried on on our journey. Just outside of the city, we went off the beaten path as we often do, and found a set of overgrown hedges - as if perhaps the outward garden of a home. They were tucked underneath a set of trees that whistled softly in the oncoming winds, nearly hidden away by the growth of the forest around it. It is not unusual for us to make home visits, either, as we have often done so with Castti in tow, but the tangled and twisted hedges felt eerie. The whole world seemed to slow down as we came closer, and closer.

And as I stepped up to the hedges, I heard a voice. Female - a rasp, low and pained.

"Give it back...", it said. "My treasure..."

[tongshi]

[ well until someone else prompts temenos to continue the story i'm going to keep doing it because this is actually a very good one.

hung's holding his tail end between both hands as he listens just o - o, to borrow from char. ]

Why do people always go towards creepy houses... [ he would not die first in a horror movie, maybe only third. ] Treasure..?

[becomemod]

[ Rabbit is a ninja, which makes it obvious there are fox tails on them. They are only here to pinch his cheek. ]

Look how cute you are, my dear Temy.

[inquired]

Careful.

[ uwu ]

I bite.

[becomemod]

I don't mind biting, dear.

[ While they do have a mask over half of their face, they do have sharp teef. ]

Alright, go ahead and tell me your story. [ We can also scoot to the other place you wrote already ]

[becomemod]

[Scooching in closer to listen like :o]

What happened at Wellows Manor?

[inquired]

[ links it here for easy storytelling & threadjacking ]

[floridas]

[ scoot scoot scoots in close to listen. she is dressed like this but the mask is off now and her hairbuns are a little messy but she is just O - O ready for the spooks. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ sitting with her while they listen to temenos tell the spookiest story. dressed like this btw, the animal features are real...... ]

[floridas]

[ leaning shoulder to shoulder but also... reaches up to boop one of her ears gently. ]

[resumed]

[ eventually he's going to drift over here, settling nearby to listen. same flavortext. he's wearing this sheer and slightly cropped shirt, distressed black skinny jeans and paired with black combat boots. someone did makeup for him to frame his nearly pitch-black eyes, and the bat wings actually seem to fit him again compared to when he was shrunken a few hours ago. even his little claws are painted black, a few silver rings on his fingers and a necklace on display.

he's not commentating, but he does throw a bit of char siu into the bonfire as he listens and occasionally grins. ]

It seems you have quite a captive audience.

[inquired]

[ wehehe. nico can probably say his fluffy fox tail behind him - it is wagging because he is having the time of his life telling stories. this is way more fun than scripture.

with his finger and thumb splayed under his chin and a face full of mischief: ]

Well. The best ghost stories come from the truth, do they not?

[ his fit gets a little playful smile. LOOK AT HIM he's so handsome and for what!!! action figure will! ]

I've a feeling you might know one or two too.

[resumed]

[ fluffy!! but with that, he kind of laughs. ]

Temenos, I am a ghost story. [ okay edgelord. but he seems more amused than anything, and his eyes drift as if watching something behind him instead. ] But what gave it away?

[inquired]

[ spooky. his tail wags a little at the edgelord remark because it's funny. ]

You've said it yourself. [ teasing. ] But, I suppose you could call it a very easy hunch.

[resumed]

I don't mind not being subtle sometimes when it's part of the whole aesthetic. [ haha. tailwagging...cute. ] But with as many as I've met and everything it'd be weird if I didn't know a thing or two about the ghosts I've encountered.

[squelching]

[honestly. watching him scare the crap out of the rest of the audience while giggling to herself.]

You're having a good time.

[inquired]

[ wehehe ]

You know, I think I enjoy this far more than reciting the scriptures for the children.

[squelching]

You should. Everyone's reactions are a lot more fun.

[ballies]

[ why is she not surprised temenos von twinkson is ready with the spooky stories. ]

[inquired]

[ its the religious trauma

but also he gives tama a mischievous lil smile if she's listening!! wehe ]

[ballies]

[ wow, seek therapy.

she is listening, yes. keep telling your spoopy tales lil guy ]