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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.
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: angry)

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-11-13 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
He barks in surprise at that statement.

Shit. SHITSHIT SHIT. Uh.

More barking? Barking! Clearly if he barks enough she'll forget that notion?
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

Busted

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-13 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie stares at the now frantically yapping dog.

"Oh my god you did didn't you?!" And really there was only one reason as to why that could be in Mossgate. "You have a Number!"
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: angry)

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo /launches into the sun

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-11-13 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit. shitshitshitshit

uh????

BARK MORE???????????

He really has no idea what else to do right now. It's very much a version of loudly yelling NO NO NO NO NO NO NO and hoping that it will make the thing go away.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-13 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie won't let this go because that looks like panic to her.

"You do. I would bet money on it! Have you spoken on the Network?"
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: better than you)

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-11-13 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay?

Okay.

You know what.

He abruptly stops barking and gives her a LOOK that is as witheringly a look as he can manage (which isn't very witheringly, considering that he's a fluffy white dog with slightly bulging eyes).

Seriously. Dogs can't talk. Everyone knows that. Shhhh. The shouty guy on the network is an entirely different person.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-13 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Well done Chad, the withering look is very dog-like.

"You're just proving my point at this point."
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: better than you)

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-11-13 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Why does she have to be so impossible about it. Look, he's just a dog. Right? So he can't talk.

And all this because she was being ridiculous about clearly unclaimed bones that he found.

How rude.

He abruptly starts to wriggle again, hoping that she'll drop him so he can stalk of indignantly. ...Or that's the plan, anyway. Dignity and grace is him, after all.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-14 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"No you don't, I know the best way to solve this."

Sadie carries Chad with her away from the bones and sits down. Placing Chad into her lap, she holds onto him with one hand as she pulls out her phone and types in her Number. Time to test if her hypothesis was correct.
channingchanningchanning: (pomeranian: angry)

[personal profile] channingchanningchanning 2018-11-14 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. OH FUCK.

Chad starts barking at her, frantically trying to make her stop, but to no avail...