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Save Our Earth Mods ([personal profile] ourearth) wrote in [community profile] saveourearth2018-10-25 08:05 pm

A very merry Halloween! [Mingle]

Date: 31st of October
Characters: Open!
Warning: Non-sexual desecration of formerly buried corpses


On the morning of Halloween, when people first step out of their houses, they will almost step into something.

A bucket of water. Every flat and every house in the Mossgate Boundary has a bucket placed in front of its entrance door (and sometimes, especially in Folkton and Moss Manor, the back door too), in which scary apples are floating. A little sign taped to the bucket reads: Have fun bobbing!.

But that's not the only thing that happened. The second thing that people will notice is that there are billions of spiders of all sizes crawling all over the town and villages, the military base, the Manor House... everywhere. And they certainly did their job - trees, lanterns, the higher attractions on the pier, and everything else that is high all over Mossgate Council is covered in thick layers of cobweb.

And lastly... those who pass by a church will notice something about the graveyards around them. Namely, that someone placed skeletons on top of most of the graves... Awfully real looking ones. Really, really awfully real looking ones. To some of them, the soil of the graveyard still clings, and the graves underneath them are in a state that betrays that they were dug up during the night. DNA tests would show that, indeed, the skeletons belong to the individuals buried in the graves.
iamnotgod: A man, sitting and possibly smiling. (Awkward Smile)

SNUGGLING IS A PAN-SEXUALITIES THING; IT ARRIVES AT ITS OWN SPEED.

[personal profile] iamnotgod 2018-11-06 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately, that is indeed exactly what he needs; a constant, neither growing nor fading.

Something that, while not absolute in its nothingness or... everything-ness, still felt permanent.The initial comforting embrace-sensation that had come with Echo had unfortunately been 'mixed in'; this was separate.

Sighing, a part of him wants to explain - even as he's afraid, to look back and analyze whatever that was - but it's not as if the memories are going anywhere.

Or Jim.