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The Trick or Treat Meme

Going door to door is too much work. Much easier to just set out a bag and wait for the candy to come to you....

HOW IT WORKS:
Instead of going out begging for treats, everyone has left a container for treats to be deposited in. SO:
♦ Leave a comment with your character's name/canon in the subject line, and describe the trick or treat container they left sitting out. Is it a boring plastic pumpkin? A fancy decorated bag worthy of Martha Stewart? Anything goes. (If your character normally wouldn't participate in this, feel free to pretend they were forced, or someone else did it for them.)
♦ Other people respond to your comment with a description of what their character left in the bag, whether it be a nice treat or a mean trick. This can be done anonymously, as long as it is still IC.
♦ Hilarity ensues...?

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[Bryce has no idea this is out there, but you better believe she's going to be storming the halls when she finds out.]

Edited 2013-10-30 18:29 (UTC)

[Sam Hain pauses at this door though, tilting his little head and looking at the strange green creature. He's decided that the creature looks friendly enough, so he clearly likes it. Instead of razor blades hidden in chocolate or poison... he simply puts in a very nice, clean and honestly good Pumpkin Lollipop.]

[Happy Halloween... Sam approves of your basket. He sneaks off from where he came, looking out for other candy baskets...]

[Melinda wasn't planning on doing the whole Halloween thing, but that was before she saw the little plastic Hulk pail sitting out. She doesn't know Dr Banner well; still gets the impression this container might not have been her idea. If that thing's gonna sit there for everyone to see, there'd better be some kind of upside.

The Bus stocks up on rations (a word that doesn't really do justice to the generous selection) every other time they refuel, but since that's not food she bought herself, it doesn't seem in the spirit of the holiday to give it away. Her last personal food run was back in Hong Kong, which explains the eggette she leaves inside Bryce's pail. It's well-wrapped to hold this long, and it's probably fine to eat the way it is, but it'd taste best heated up. It's the thought that counts, right?]

[Joshua's idea of a container is an old Amazon box. It has his name written on the side in Sharpie.]

[GUMMY SNACKS FOR YOU, GOOD SIR. Only one packet, though, because let's not be greedy.]

[Joshua.... really? There's no spirit here. This is a very un-creative and poorly put together box. He doesn't mind people using cardboard for decoration, but at least put some thought into it. For you? A perfectly wrapped Snickers Candy Bar... hiding a couple of sharp razors inside. He sneaks off and away, deciding not to lay a trap for the man this year...]

[Get a better holiday spirit next year, or it could be much worse.]

[he's got a pillow case. he still can't believe he's doing this. there's no way he's in costume.]

[But why aren't you in costume? Why is it just a pillow case? None of that is creative...]

[Are you holding it? Do you expect someone to give you something because you look like a kid napper? After all, isn't that what sacks like that are for?]

[Sam decides to stand back, hide behind a tree and watch you... watch you very carefully. Perhaps you ARE a kidnapper. That would be interesting.]

[Creative isn't really Cloud's strong suit.

And he is not a kidnapper.

He's a dognapper.

There's a difference.

There are no dogs and he's still stuck with an empty pillow case. Because he's been told he's supposed to get it filled with candy and what the hell? Side quests don't usually make sense.

He's going to see if he can find a store that sells candy. Maybe he can pawn off some grenades or low level potions there too while he's at it.]

[Maria's container started out as a simple plastic pumpkin pail, but it's hard to tell that because of all the bows, glitter and stickers she's put on it]

[This isn't bad. Those plastic pumpkins are better then say... an amazon box with sharpie on it, but this one? THIS one is creative. Pretty. Clearly a girl has done this.]

[Sam sneaks up, drops into it a very nice, clean and honestly good Pumpkin Lollipop. No razors or tacs. No anything bad for her. Just a nice treat. He scampers off into the shadows and away again. Happy Halloween.]

[ This is so dumb. What even is this? ]

[ He didn't even put much effort in decorating his container. All he's done is drawn a magnifying glass and Holmes outline on it with the deerstalker and pipe. ]

Edited 2013-10-31 00:52 (UTC)

[Excuse you? Dumb? Not at all. Halloween is steeped in tradition and reason. But he is checking it out and though he doesn't understand why you would choose to use this as a candy bucket, he can respect the minimal effort put in. After all, at least you tried by drawing on it.]

[Sadly, it's not very In the Spirit of the holiday, and he would have liked it if you tried harder. So for you he leaves two bite sized milky way bars. One is clean and good. The other is riddled with rat poison. On one it says "Pick" on the other it says "One".]

[Maybe next year you'll have better Holiday spirit... if you're still around next year. Sam leaves these candies and runs away looking for more buckets to fill]

[ That's okay, he'll still be about next year because he's not a fan of sweets and will just throw them away. ]

[Smart kid. If he'd really wanted you dead, you would be. Honestly, he didn't mind it too much, thus he gave you a 50-50 choice.... if you ate candy or not.]

[Better luck with others, kid. Check for razors. Always use a flash light and never... ever... blow out the candle of a jack'o'lantren before midnight.]

[it's just an old captain america pillowcase. For someone who says he's too old for this he didn't put up that much of a fight.]

[What IS it with you people and the pillowcases? Seriously? He gives you credit for the theme. Captain America seems to be pretty big this year as a costume, but... a pillow case?]

[Sam frowns, conflicted at first. He doesn't feel the spirit of the season here. He wished this person tried harder. He leaves one of those gross little peanut butter taffies. The inside has a strange green goo in it. The goo is not candy, not poison either. But it's not very tasty and smells like rot.]

[He disappears as swiftly as he appeared, slipping off into the shadows of the night. No blood is shed tonight. Yet.]

[Cassie's dressed up as the Wasp. Aunt Jan Wasp, obviously, not Uncle Hank.]

[And, yep, Billy gets a bag of Reese's from her, because duh.]

Any luck?

[Reeses are always appreciated but what's this... zombie candy stinking up his bag?]

This smells worse than Eli's shoes.

... come on, don't tell me you're afraid to check what it is.

It can't be that terrible, right?

[But what if it is, though...]

[While Tohko liked to tell people she didn't believe in ghosts, she knew what the modern holiday of Halloween started out as, so she was going to take a few precautions.

There would be a large, black, white, and purple wooden mailbox next to a small pumpkin bowl filled with chocolate candies and apples. While Tohko was no artist, she had done her best to pain the mailbox so that the colors resembled outer space, and she had done up the pumpkin herself, even if she did accidentally cut herself in the process.

There would be a note attached to the bottom of the space mailbox:

'Dear spirits and people,

Please deposit delicious, yummy stories in here instead of candy! If you're a ghost..please take one piece of candy or one apple from the pumpkin as an offering. There's no salt in it, I promise!

Happy Halloween,

Tohko Amano, the book girl.']

[Sam has never seen anyone build a box like this before. He's watched from a distance for some time now, but nothing is moving on it. No one is near. He comes closer, checking it out, a tilt of his round hear and an unsure stance. How interesting.]

[He moved closer, reaching one small sticky hand out to touch space. Amazing! He moves to the front, about to slip a pumpkin lollipop into it and stops. Huh.]

[Squatting down he reads it, unsure at first. A story? His head tilts the other way and he's unsure. But then he gets up and runs away. He has work to do.]

[When he returns, his burlap face is a bit askew (he's still sewing it back into place). There is blood flecked across his orange onesie and there are seeds still splattered off on his shoulder where he had taken a pistol shot from the woman he haunted today.]

[He comes to the mail box and tries to figure it out. He has in a sack important things. A story. He pauses to make sure it's all there, nearly leaning into it to look it over. He digs around inside...]

[Bent and crumpled old photos, along with some stolen police photos. A half eaten candy bar with a bloody razor in it. Black fur from a cat's tail, glued together on a small piece of wood. There is a drawing of a pumpkin. Another drawing of a scary face on a pumpkin, all a glow. And a stick figure of a man and a cat.... slowing it out. The last was a sad pumpkin face, not glowing. He paused to find a half severed hand in the bag. tossing it out behind him into the street. No reason to send that. There was a small bag of rusty fish hooks (he made sure the eye ball wasn't still on it, he instead drew an eye and hooked a few into the paper). There was a broken white face mask, a box of matches, and a drawing of a house set on fire.]

[All in all he understood the story. It was a new Halloween. There had been several people he had to deal with because of their... lack of spirit. Never blow out the candle. Never ever blow out the candle before midnight. It's note wise.]

[Sam didn't know how to shove all this into the box as a story, so he walked around it a few times. He paused at the candy bowl and took one, chewing on it in mild consideration first... before moving back to the front and.... shoving it all into the mail box. He needed to fit his stories this year into the box. Please forgive him a smir of blood or two. He doesn't mean it. He doesn't want to scare someone as creative as this. But this is his story this year. And after one more crunched breaking something inside shove? It all fit inside.]

[Sam stood back, proud. He then walked over to pick up his other sack, dragged it over to the severed hand and picked it up, tossing it inside. A hiss of a cat could be heard, but he closed the sac again.]

[As he started to leave, he paused.... eyeing the candy apples as well. He looked left, right and... moved over to grab one of those as well, before scampering off to work on more stories. He might have to bring more, later. If he had time to draw them out.]

[Sam wandered off for now, crunching on a candy apple, just under his broken burlap mask. Happy Halloween, and he hopes you enjoy his stories!]

[Tohko, being the utter glutton she was, occasionally came out of her house to check on her mailbox and see what was in it before rushing back inside to read with the lights turned on and a bag of salt nearby. There was no way the book girl was taking any chances tonight.

However, when she heard a loud sound outside-like paper was being shredded-she hurried out to investigate, carrying her bag of salt with her. No one was outside when she arrived, but when she checked her mailboxes, she found it overflowing with things and saw that a few smears of blood had gotten onto the bottom and sides of the box. This more than freaked Tohko out, but she bit her lip and began to carefully pull the items out, doing her best to not get nicked by something. If a weirdo, murderer, or a ghost had shoved this all in her to hurt her or scare her, she'd figure it all out! Even if this was terrifying..

The half-eaten candy bar had nearly gotten crushed, the photos and pictures were even worse for the wear, and the mask looked pretty banged up, but everything else seemed like it was in good shape, so she thought about all the items as she pulled them out and carefully laid them out in front of her so that she could piece them together.

Someone had given a tricked candy bar to a person, and they had probably died or gotten hurt, since it was..bloody. She couldn't really make heads or tails of the police photos, but she understood the story of the jack o' lantern very well. That poor man and cat..if there was some fur here from the cat, then there had to be a trinket of the man here as well, but there was none. She couldn't figure out why, but she felt nauseous thinking about their fates. The bag of fish hooks with the paper eyeball and the story of a house being set on fire did not help, but Tohko had made her deduction.

The spirit of Halloween had arrived, punishing those that did not follow the rules, stay with the spirit of things, or be nice to the spirits, and..it had decided to give her the stories of the various people it had punished. There was no way she could eat these things, but she imagined that if this was all converted into a word format, it would all taste like a bitter caramel with some rotten fish.

But it would be rude to the spirit to voice her disgust, and she had munched on horrible tasting stories before. So, forcing a smile-something she was very good at-she spoke out loud.]

T-Thank you very much, Mr. Spirit of Halloween! I'll..remember your stories. Have a nice evening, and I hope..you enjoyed the candy.

[And with that, she would rush back inside with her new stories and do her best to calm down before eating a copy of Alice in Wonderland. She needed something sweet to calm down..]

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