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sailedfirst) wrote2012-11-01 12:37 pm
sailedfirst) wrote2012-11-01 12:37 pm
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IV. [Event: Halloween]
[ACTION -- Oct 31]
[It's generally agreed by the residents of CH3, Room 40 that this month? is a very, very bad month. The sooner it ends, the better everyone will feel. Probably. But on the last day of said month, it's Sabo's turn to experience its ugliness firsthand.
All day long, right from the moment he wakes up, he's going to be surrounded by a ghostly entourage of a classic noble household, comprising of a butler, a housemaid, a valet, a cook and a chauffeur, all intent on calling him their "Young Master" and attending to his each and every need or whim.
Whether Sabo wants them or not. And Sabo sure as hell doesn't want them.
From dressing up (which involves a lot of fancy aristocratic clothes, "GAH! What the hell, these aren't mine!") ...To snacks ("No, I don't want your stupid Earl Gray tea and lemon chiffon cakes! Leave me alone!") From staying indoors ("Dammit, what have you done with my room?! Quit cleaning and go away! ...AND STOP CALLING ME THAT! I'm not your master!") ...To escaping outside ("...Really? You guys even brought a damn carriage with you? ...That's it, I'm done with you stupid ghosts. ... STOP FOLLOWING ME!")
So yes, Sabo can be seen around the village plagued by his ghostly servants, growing more and more irritable with each call of "Young Master!". To strangers, this might seem all well and good, as the ghosts really do make a good job of their services. But to a noble-born kid who doesn't want to be treated or known as such? This is one highly successful prank.
All this because he'd shut the door to the faces of some trick or treating ghosts last night.
Finally, he gives up and turns to the journal for help.]
[Voice]
Do you guys have any idea how to drive the damn ghosts away? I... I could use some help here.
[It's generally agreed by the residents of CH3, Room 40 that this month? is a very, very bad month. The sooner it ends, the better everyone will feel. Probably. But on the last day of said month, it's Sabo's turn to experience its ugliness firsthand.
All day long, right from the moment he wakes up, he's going to be surrounded by a ghostly entourage of a classic noble household, comprising of a butler, a housemaid, a valet, a cook and a chauffeur, all intent on calling him their "Young Master" and attending to his each and every need or whim.
Whether Sabo wants them or not. And Sabo sure as hell doesn't want them.
From dressing up (which involves a lot of fancy aristocratic clothes, "GAH! What the hell, these aren't mine!") ...To snacks ("No, I don't want your stupid Earl Gray tea and lemon chiffon cakes! Leave me alone!") From staying indoors ("Dammit, what have you done with my room?! Quit cleaning and go away! ...AND STOP CALLING ME THAT! I'm not your master!") ...To escaping outside ("...Really? You guys even brought a damn carriage with you? ...That's it, I'm done with you stupid ghosts. ... STOP FOLLOWING ME!")
So yes, Sabo can be seen around the village plagued by his ghostly servants, growing more and more irritable with each call of "Young Master!". To strangers, this might seem all well and good, as the ghosts really do make a good job of their services. But to a noble-born kid who doesn't want to be treated or known as such? This is one highly successful prank.
All this because he'd shut the door to the faces of some trick or treating ghosts last night.
Finally, he gives up and turns to the journal for help.]
[Voice]
Do you guys have any idea how to drive the damn ghosts away? I... I could use some help here.
[Action] 2/2
[Action]
See if she shares any of her goodies with them again. Perona stares blankly at the now picnicking ghosts and something inside her just starts to boil and bristle. She's never had any sort of ghost disobey her--no, not only disobey, but completely disrespect her as well! Who did they think she was, anyway?! No ghost of any kind can stand up to the Ghost Princess.
She growls, then takes a long step forward and stomps her foot, fists balled. Her voice isn't the sweet, cute trill it usually is, but an angry roar; Perona's no longer playing around. And to showcase that, four of her own negative hollows are released from her palms, for back up.]
OI, PAY ATTENTION! I said that's enough and I meant it! Who do you think you are, ridiculing me?! If you all don't leave this instant, and if you ever come back to torment my friend... [Her tone darkens this time, to a soft hiss, her lips curling into a wicked little smile. Her hollows follow suit, grinning sinisterly and weaving around their master.] ...I will rob you all of every shred of happiness you feel in this and the afterlife.
[SO FUCK OFF.]
[Action] 1/2
Whatever they saw probably scared them off their undead wits.
And at her sinister smile, they suddenly bunched close together, clutching one another, and shrieked a high-pitched "HIIIIIIIEEEE!!!" before they quickly poofed away, one after the other.]
[Action] 2/2
...Whoa.
[Action]
And speaking of which, Perona looks sideways at him and exhales. It's going to be hard to appear nice and sweet after that - she's still really angry - but she does at least try.]
If they bother you again, let me know. I'll put an end to them for good next time. [Take that how you will.] But for now? I have to give you your treat! I made this for you, and some of the snacks inside, too.
[Handing over that carved pumpkin, yup yup.]