planking: (Hat)
Flint ([personal profile] planking) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2014-10-27 05:33 pm

Let's decorating

Who: All you zombies
What: Decorating the spooky barn
Where: The spooky barn
When: 10/26 through 10/31
Warnings: Hay fever

Flint was among the first to notice the new building on school grounds. His redneck senses were tingling. The barn looked sturdy enough, but it clearly was in need of some touch-ups. Early Sunday morning the air was filled with the sounds of distant hammering and sawing as Flint got to work fixing up the barn. The noise continued throughout the day even as curious onlookers stopped by to investigate.

((This is a catch-all Halloweem decoration log, of course, so go nuts!))
kumagypsy: (I shoulda been in SSBB)

GALLONS OF BLOOD. MILLIONS ARE DEAD.

[personal profile] kumagypsy 2014-10-27 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
At some point during the week, Kumatora shows up with jugs of fake blood and a sack of plastic body parts. Seems that somebody didn't get the memo that this wasn't a horror themed party.

"All right! Who wants to help me pour blood all over the floor?"
forgetbeam: (...I have no idea!)

hey cowboy

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-10-30 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, Kiyotaka found Flint, all right. Not that he was particularly trying to look for him or anything. He just thought that since a new area was unlocked a building came out of nowhere, maybe he should go and see what was up. He didn't really trust it. An island came out of nowhere and that was full of monsters, so who could say that this wasn't equally awful?

But there were no monsters here, only cowboys. Ah... The handyman... That explained it.

"Did you just build this entire thing overnight?"

Kiyotaka wasn't once for woodwork but he was pretty sure an entire building took a little more time than that. And if this one didn't, well, maybe the only real danger was the threat of it collapsing.
bloodycrow: (pic#7871816)

NO YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.

[personal profile] bloodycrow 2014-10-30 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Caim has a distinct appreciation for real gore, because he's lived it. So to be fair, there's some interest in the concept of scaring the wits out of people. Consequently, he finds himself incredulous, flabberghasted, and deeply displeased by the quality of artificial horrors.

"...Is that real?"

No. It can't be. But he wishes it was, and should probably keep that to himself.
kumagypsy: (are you fing kidding me)

[personal profile] kumagypsy 2014-10-30 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hahaha are you serious, Caim.

"Yeah, I totally killed six people on my way here." She said sarcastically. "...Wait a minute, since when did you talk?"
bloodycrow: (pic#7871823)

[personal profile] bloodycrow 2014-10-30 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, right. Because not everyone realised that the Caim from three years ago was the same man who currently sported fashionable wings from his belt and a pirate-like shirt. Every day was Halloween for Caim now.

"Most people are born into the world able to speak," he replied. "Perhaps I merely never had anything to say. How is it that you were not aware I could? I am the fencing instructor, Miss."
kumagypsy: (are you fing kidding me)

[personal profile] kumagypsy 2014-10-31 11:25 am (UTC)(link)
Kumatora froze. Was she signed up for that class? Oh god, she was, wasn't she? Busted. So busted.

"UHHHH..." What a great segue. "So hey! Be a pal and hold these while I get the lids open, won't ya?"

She unceremoniously shoved the sack of fake parts into Caim's arms.
bloodycrow: (pic#7871814)

[personal profile] bloodycrow 2014-10-31 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
All things considered, Caim wasn't about to scold her for not showing up. What was his rule again? If someone was going to arrive tardy, he was just going to show them out, and forcefully if he had to. Basically there was no point in going to his class if one was going to be late to it. So in the back of his mind, he wondered how many mornings Kumatora was either late or simply having decided not to come in by sheer will.

Not that he had the time to contemplate that for long.

Holding the... sack of mostly pitiful looking parts, he eyed her closely. "Not that I am against the concept of innards, but I find myself not impressed with these."

If I had waited to slay the kraken, we could be using that now and it would be more convincing. Or Mac. If he had died.
kumagypsy: (Heh)

[personal profile] kumagypsy 2014-11-01 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's the best I could do on short notice. Most Halloween decs are pretty cheesy, and besides, in the dark, who's gonna be able to tell, right?"

She turns and grabs one of the fake arms and holds it up. "Gimme five!"
bloodycrow: (pic#7871823)

[personal profile] bloodycrow 2014-11-01 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"In the dark...?"

Caim's eyebrows shot up with interest and an admitted curiosity. But in the back of his mind, he had to assume that he probably didn't want to know. Showing interest meant possibly getting too involved. It was already too late for that.

When she continued, he stared at her blankly. "...Excuse me?"
forgetbeam: (pic#8320550)

[personal profile] forgetbeam 2014-11-02 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Right! Here you go!"

But, wait a second. Who just went into a mysteriously appearing building and had their first thought be about renovations? As he carefully held the saw out for Flint, blade laid flat across his hands, he couldn't help but frown in disapproval. or was his face just stuck like that

"Does the campus need a barn? It would be better to just tear it down!"