the funk of forty thousand years

[imaskellington.livejournal.com]

[And just like last year, the main room has been cleared out for a Grand Halloween Ball! There's music playing, food for every monster/animal/zombie you are dressed up as, and a few dancing skeletons to liven up the mood.

Also. Don't go to the dance floor alone.

Because you will find yourself dancing the "Thriller" automatically :}

Kiddies, feel free to go trick or treating!]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYONE!

Comments

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[and with a sudden poof of snow and sparkles, Santa has arrived. Marluxia does Not Look Pleased where he's sitting, in one of those mini villages you'd usually see in a mall.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[...well, he was told to stay away from Marluxia, but he really wants to know what he's supposed to be, so. wandering over cautiously.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[looks over at you and raises an eyebrow]

What.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

What are you supposed to be?

[says the bat.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Santa Claus, obviously.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Who?

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Kids sit on Santa's lap and tell him what they want, and if they're good he gives it to them.

[this likely only sounds perverted because of who is saying it.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Oh. Why?

[pervertedness flies over his head mmmk.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

For a holiday called Christmas.

*Throws jailbait* ^^;

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[And that would be a daughter of a Namine and a Repliku in a japanese schoolgirl outfit laughing at you now. She has no love or even like for Marluxias, so this is incredibly funny to her.]

y hello thar

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[where's a crowded train when you need one this would be Marluxia glaring at you now.]

Bad list.

It's about time she learnt just how badly he can kick her butt. ^^;

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Smirks]

Is that me, or you?

that's not all he'd like to do :}

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

You, of course. I don't just look like Santa, after all.

I'll bet. XD

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

No, of course. You also like to sneak into houses to visit children in their sleep.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Excuse me? Just what are you trying to imply?

[are you sure you have the right Marluxia kid.]

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

What? Doesn't the world understand sarcasm anymore?

[Folds her arms, pouting a bit.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

You're rude and offensive.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Raichu!xene is observing from a safe distance, trying to figure out which Marlu this is.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[he just looks bored, sprawled on the overly large chair as though it were a throne and tapping his fingers on the arm rest]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's not rosenoblivion Marluxia, anyway.]

I think you've got the wrong holiday~

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Stating the obvious, I see. Hello, Larxene.

[he's already gotten into her pants, so he doesn't have to put any effort into charming her now that he's gotten what he wanted]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Dick.]

Hello, Marluxia. Hope you don't expect me to sit on your lap.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[you weren't complaining last night-]

I don't think this chair could support the both of us.

[sweet, sweet smile.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[sweet, entirely insincere smile in return.]

You did not just call me fat.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Tsk, tsk. Is your weight such a sensitive issue? Perhaps you could get a few tips from Axel.