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!

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[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Well she hasn't figured out that she cant win yet! And once she's gotten free from vines, she'll be charging to attack him next.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't feel like getting up, so have some vines sprouting out from behind his chair to lash out at you. he made them especially for you with thorns this time ♥]

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[OSHI-Puts an arm up to protect her face, but that most likely makes it easier for any vines to get a good grip on her arm instead.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[yep! enjoy those thorns digging in and yanking her arm up]

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Enjoys it thoroughly-IMEAN. Brb trying not to cry out in pain.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[yes, do hold that in. the less people notice what's going on over here, the better]

Are you done, yet? You're only hurting yourself trying to match yourself against me.

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Glares so much before using her free hand to throw Soul eater at him.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[it's deflected by a woody vine, and he looks overall bored]

I wonder what your parents would have to say about your foolishness if you were to die right now.

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Glares some more.]

Well they're not even here. So it doesn't really matter that much, does it?

[If he killed her, she'd just either be brought back, or sent home. So she's not too worried.]

death scene, y/n?

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[another woody vine is rising up from where it was hidden by snow now, its end fashioned into a very sharp point. it probably looks much like a snake about to strike right now.]

Perhaps I should send you to ask them.

Sure. XD

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[There's just a flicker of fear on her face before she closes her eyes and bites her lip, waiting for it. There's no reason to be scared. She'll just come back. Right?]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[now he'll get up, stalking his way toward her like a cat after a mouse. reaching out, his hand briskly feels her up before darting downward to test her reaction. as soon as she opens her eyes, the sharp vine is going to impale her, just so he can watch her expression]

You really should have been more careful.

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Well she opens her eyes when he does that, surprised and angry at what he'd been doing. And she'll probably try to kick him for doing that unless that vine's coming right now.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[say hello to that incredibly sharp-ended vine stabbing at an angle between your ribs and coming out of your back]

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[Hello there incredibly sharp-ended vine.

As much as she'd hate to give him the satisfaction of hearing her cry out in pain, there's not much she can do about that now.

At least it's not going to last very long?]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[and as she's dying, he'll lean in to whisper into her ear suggestively]

Don't worry, I'll be here waiting for you when you return.

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

[That is not a nice thought to leave her with. And she wishes she could do something in one last act of defiance, but she's got no strength left.

Enjoy watching the fifteen year old die, Marluxia. :|]