Halloween Party

[idolpro]

Who: IDOLS
Where: FAUKYO
When: Day 48, evening

[ When evening falls over Tokyo-F— earlier now as it begins getting colder, the city simulating the start of fall— the moon rises an eerie eclipse red. candles float eerily above the street, and jack-o-lanterns have appeared of their own accord on empty storefronts and in doorways. Cobwebs have sprouted between the trees despite the city's lack of spiders, and music is pumping from somewhere unknown with Halloween music— it's not all idol music this time, congratulations, though some of it certainly is. Enjoy Camille Saint-Saëns's Danse Macabre interspersed with Ali Project and Michael Jackson's Thriller.

In the park the tea houses and greenhouse have been set up as miniature haunted houses with jump scares and weird distorted mirrors— BAD END=DEAD END might want to avoid these— and candy rewards at the end for making it through the gauntlet.

The hotel lobby has been filled with halloween decorations in a haphazard jumble, waiting for the idols to take them to decorate or at least move them outside of the hotel if they want the couches to be useable without sitting on a pile of fake tombstones and bodies. There's also a small set-up by the kitchen with makeup, fake fangs, and fake blood for anyone's use. Besides that, there's a rack of costumes, with a warning sign— all prospective Cinderellas, these costumes will vanish with the rays of the morning sun!

...probably you'll want to take heed. ]

Comments

[we_meet_again]

Is that what this is? It just made me laugh really hard when I saw it, so I couldn't resist. [He flops his big felt claws to and fro and giggles a little]

[Haunted house!!! What will happen!?]

What about you? Are you being Bad End for Halloween?

[motorcycle_noises]

Yeah. The real ones are pretty creepy, but it's not too bad as a costume.

[ A really fake one. ]

I'm already Bad End, that'd be a pretty bad costume. I went for, ah, leather biker look.

[ He's not explaining BDSM to Cobalt. ]

[we_meet_again]

A biker! Right on. Did I see that you had a bike at the picn--[a plastic skeleton falls out of the ceiling at him] --YAH!!!

[motorcycle_noises]

Wh--

[ Sanguine jerks with a start, but relaxes after a moment. ]

Oh! Oh. It's okay, it's okay. It's just plastic.

[ Probably. ]

And yeah, I've got a motorcycle.

[we_meet_again]

[Now that he can see how plastic and silly the skeleton is, he laughs at both it and his own reaction]

Haha sorry! That surprised me.

Anyway, you have a motorcycle! Nice!! Now you have an outfit for it, too. How fun!

[motorcycle_noises]

It's alright, it startled me too.

[ A smile flickers across his face. ]

Well, I think the costumes are a Cinderella deal, so we won't get to keep 'em.

[we_meet_again]

Yeah, that's sad.

Hmmm...Even if the costumes don't last, photos should, right?

[motorcycle_noises]

They should!

[we_meet_again]

How much do you want to immortalize this outfit?

[motorcycle_noises]

I have no objections with the idea.

[we_meet_again]

[Cobalt has to take off his claws and tuck them under his arm so he can fish out his phone. He holds it up to take a picture.]

Cheese!

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Sanguine leans in slightly and holds his fingers up in a V. ]

Cheese.

[we_meet_again]

[He takes a few.] Yeah! You look good!



Ok lemme send them to you. [And he does]

[motorcycle_noises]

Thanks, I appreciate---

[ A fake mummy pops up out of seemingly nowhere. ]

--it!

[we_meet_again]

[STARTLES!

but quickly laughs at this this dumb mummy]

Maybe it was feeling left out, haha. Hey, do you mind taking my picture, too? [He offers his phone to Sanguine]

[motorcycle_noises]

Sure thing. Don't forget to smile for the camera.

[ And he starts taking pictures. ]

[we_meet_again]

[He strikes several poses: one where he's flexing, but you can't see any muscles because he's still an awful felt crab; one with his arms flung around the shoulders of the skeleton and the mummy like they're all pals; one where a jet of air and a loud noise made him jump with surprise right as Sanguine took the picture so he has an 8U face in the pic.

Now he has one clawed hand on his chest, like he's gonna have a heart attack] Phew, that's probably good. Thank you!

[motorcycle_noises]

Of course, any time. The camera loves you.

[ He gives the phone back. ]

[we_meet_again]

Hah, I don't know about that, but I'm always grateful for pictures to look at later. [Shoving the phone back in his pocket]

Wanna head farther in?

[motorcycle_noises]

Sure, I'm having fun.

[we_meet_again]

Me too!

[motorcycle_noises]

I'm glad.

[ This isn't so bad at all! At least, he'll feel that way until mirrors happen. ]

[we_meet_again]

[He wanders through rooms, laughing at silly inscriptions on styrofoam tombstones, marvelling at weird lighting effects, takes a picture of a fake werewolf with a funny expression on its face ... he yells once when a rubber bat on a string hits him in the dark. He's having a great time!]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Sanguine can't help it, he laughs when the rubber bat smacks into Cobalt. It's funny, sorry bro! He's actually still laughing when something glints in the corner of his eye and he glances over...

...and stops dead in his tracks, eyes wide. Guess who found the funhouse mirrors? ]

[we_meet_again]

[Sees the change in Sanguine's body language]

Ooh, what'd you find?

[He looks around and sees the mirror]

Oh! Haha, it's us! Frightening!