smash_logs | HALLOWEEN '10

Who: Whoever!
What: HALLOWEEMS
When: October 31st, all day and all night.
Where: Everywhere!
Warnings: Spooky stuff.

Except it's not really all that dark and stormy. It's a cool, clear night in Final Destination, ready and waiting for shenanigans of all sorts. The streets are full of trick-or-treaters, the front porches are full of pumpkins, the sky is full of stars. All-in-all...a perfect evening.

Of course, nothing is always as it seems. As the night drags on, it becomes clear that something is not quite right. But what is Halloween without a few scares? As someone once said, it's close to midnight, and something evil's lurking in the dark...

[Greetings, Smash Academy, and welcome to your mutli-purpose Halloween log! Go crazy with threads for tricks, treats, meetups, and all your random or planned interaction needs. This log is anything goes! Label your threads with location and time, and remember to link if and when you thread hop! But be warned, Smashers--if you signed up for the mod NPC, your characters might find themselves dealing with an uninvited guest...]

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Cyrus had stayed inside all day. Not only was he grading his students' reports, he was writing up his next lecture. And working on that machine. And perhaps most importantly, he was making sure that any attempted pranks on his person or property would be confronted immediately.

But he felt strange. This was more than feeling sick. It was like no other sensation he had ever had before. Something beyond him was affecting him, and finding out what it was was more important than making sure his door wasn't egged.

He eased out into the hallway, leaving Houndoom and Crobat behind to watch the apartment.

The hallway was dark, eerie and quiet. Perhaps too quiet. At the far end of the hallway was the silhouette of a small child, unmoving, but staring right at Cyrus.

That was to be expected. Students who didn't respect the space set aside for teachers or who came to bother them were a regular occurance--Cyrus doubted that any teacher had requested company at that hour. But they weren't walking towards or away. Perhaps they were simply a lookout. "I will not tolerate any pranks in this place, understand," Cyrus told it, still not seeing any features.

The silhouette did not reply nor move. The eerie silence however slowly started to become intense and unbearable. A low ringing in the ears that slowly became louder.

Unusual. Perhaps he needed to have a physical after all, or at least a hearing exam. Working on that machine himself may have had unexpected effects. Or perhaps it was that lingering illness.

Either way, a little ringing wasn't going to stop him. "Understand me. You will be punished if that is your purpose," he said as he approached.

Still no reply, but Cyrus might have noticed that the closer he got to the strange child, the more uncomfortably warm the air around him became.

And that ringing was sounding more and more like music...

Strange. He kept walking. "I caution you, if you are a proxy..."

No, something else was going on. Smoothly he called out Weavile, which walked alongside at the ready.

HALLOWEEN '10

Teacher dorms, around 10 pm

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