(OOC: Seems like Halloween's around the corner, eh? Inspired by Secad, this is a little Halloween RP I came up with. Like Secad, this is rather open-ended. Anyone can join c
It was evening, and the sky was somewhat purple in colour, yet the silver half moon had risen up. The wind danced around on as it partnered with the autumn leaves up on the hilltop. Next to a black, leafless tree that almost seemed dead was a little girl in an oversized green, military-esque jacket. She was standing idle, with her hands in her pockets. She was singing to pass the time, the song being "Don't Say Lazy" as her head bobbed up and down, and her right foot tapping silently in rhythm and beat.
"Please don't say you are lazy,
we all know you're so crazy.
The swans race through the sky!
They're fluttering their wings faraway, no one knows why."
Next to her was a small floating Skeleton with a hooded cape, as if it was the Grim Reaper's spawn. However, for some peculiar reason, its cheekbones were pink, as if there was actual flesh on its bones. The small creature was equipped with an electric guitar, and was playing along to the little girl's singing. The guitar made the skeleton look dwarfed in size, yet oddly enough, the creature was not weighed down by the instrument.
Suddenly, a cold chill creeped up on the two. "Waiting for someone in particular, mademoiselle?" asked a deep, alluring voice, as if someone was going to take you by the hand and take you to the unknown.
A man appeared out of thin air, towering the child from the front. His hair was a mane of blonde, and his face was handsome and very defined, as if he was from a portrait of some kind. The man sported a black cape, which he draped the girl under it, as if he was an eagle taking its child under its wing.
The little girl, as if she has felt the person's presence since the beginning of time, stood up on her toes and ruffled the stranger's hair without hesitation. She smiled at him and replied with a quiet, soft voice.
"Not really, but it's not everyday that you get to visit me, Holixz."
The man referred to as Holixz smiled as well. "It's All Hallows Eve. The one time where my hair deems itself as perfectly normal, not counting the 1980s, little Kimmy. I wouldn't miss it for the world. Now, let's go to that Dimension Meeting, shall we?"
The skeleton tugged his shirt and looked up at him with pleading eyes. Holixz looked down and smiled at the Grim Reaper pointing at itself. "Yes, Chowder," he said. "You can come along as well. We need your help to get there, after all."
"Skreeeee!!!" Chowder said with glee, and with a snap of Holixz's fingers, the skeleton teleported them away from the depressing area.
It was evening, and the sky was somewhat purple in colour, yet the silver half moon had risen up. The wind danced around on as it partnered with the autumn leaves up on the hilltop. Next to a black, leafless tree that almost seemed dead was a little girl in an oversized green, military-esque jacket. She was standing idle, with her hands in her pockets. She was singing to pass the time, the song being "Don't Say Lazy" as her head bobbed up and down, and her right foot tapping silently in rhythm and beat.
"Please don't say you are lazy,
we all know you're so crazy.
The swans race through the sky!
They're fluttering their wings faraway, no one knows why."
Next to her was a small floating Skeleton with a hooded cape, as if it was the Grim Reaper's spawn. However, for some peculiar reason, its cheekbones were pink, as if there was actual flesh on its bones. The small creature was equipped with an electric guitar, and was playing along to the little girl's singing. The guitar made the skeleton look dwarfed in size, yet oddly enough, the creature was not weighed down by the instrument.
Suddenly, a cold chill creeped up on the two. "Waiting for someone in particular, mademoiselle?" asked a deep, alluring voice, as if someone was going to take you by the hand and take you to the unknown.
A man appeared out of thin air, towering the child from the front. His hair was a mane of blonde, and his face was handsome and very defined, as if he was from a portrait of some kind. The man sported a black cape, which he draped the girl under it, as if he was an eagle taking its child under its wing.
The little girl, as if she has felt the person's presence since the beginning of time, stood up on her toes and ruffled the stranger's hair without hesitation. She smiled at him and replied with a quiet, soft voice.
"Not really, but it's not everyday that you get to visit me, Holixz."
The man referred to as Holixz smiled as well. "It's All Hallows Eve. The one time where my hair deems itself as perfectly normal, not counting the 1980s, little Kimmy. I wouldn't miss it for the world. Now, let's go to that Dimension Meeting, shall we?"
The skeleton tugged his shirt and looked up at him with pleading eyes. Holixz looked down and smiled at the Grim Reaper pointing at itself. "Yes, Chowder," he said. "You can come along as well. We need your help to get there, after all."
"Skreeeee!!!" Chowder said with glee, and with a snap of Holixz's fingers, the skeleton teleported them away from the depressing area.
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