Character Meet and Greet: Boo to You~!

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i. Main Street USA: Daylight Hours
The citizens of Main Street greet the coming of fall in a big way! The entire main part of town is decorated in the colors of fall, carved pumpkins on every window ledge, balcony and stoop! Some are rather creative, ranging from The King himself to various spook-tacular versions. There are also plain pumpkins, squash and apples arranged in a rather decorative (and tasty) presentation outside the Opera House!

Enjoy yourselves as The Candy Palace begins to hand out small, caramel and spice covered apple slices. The smell of apple fritters, grilled apples and apple bacon float through the air. Enjoy the rather relaxed daylight hours...

ii.Main Street USA: After Dark

Because the moment the sun sets, and the lamps have been lit- the entire street takes on a strange and unsettling demeanor. The pumpkins glow a soft, red color and bats and black cats crawl around the shadowed corners. You might see several citizens wandering the streets-but look to hard and they will suddenly vanish before you can even greet them.

The stores are still open and the sweets and treats are still pouring; but! Beware of happy haunts~!

iii. Yo ho, yo ho a Pirates life for me!

Ah! Smell that salty, briny air! It gives life to all those who are from or love the sea!

Which would be wonderful and invigorating, if this was the bottom of the beautiful briny sea. It isn't. It's the open garden in front of the train station which is no being over run by some rather fishy, lv. 2 Corroded! Can you help sweep the proverbial beach clean without being washed away by water based attacks? The conductors would be most grateful if you could!

iv.Come out and Socialize!

No need to be number one thousand! Imagination is the real host here, so go on and use your to come up with your own adventure. Just remember to take loved ones by the hand, please, our ghosts are frightfully sensitive to too much mischief~

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Richie Tozier | That Book/Movie With The Clown

[trashylittlesecret]

I. Another Pleasant Valley Sunday

Richie had landed square on his bare feet outside the Mirror, having fully expected to be jumping into a quarry with his clothes on. Once things were explained, he told the Three Wiseasses that he was retired from the monster hunting business - very, very recently retired - and given them a Trashmouth Double Deuce Deluxe flip-off on the way out. It was only once he got to the street that he realized he had no idea what fo do.

Eventually he wound up at the Carnation Cafe. The waitstaff took one look at the Kingdom's newest Apprentice: barefoot, bloody, damp, stained, and smelling like a standpipe, and immediately decided that patio seating was the best choice for all involved. He ordered a mug of cider with a double shot of spiced rum in it, and curled himself around it once it arrived, begging a little more time with the menu.

He left said menu untouched, staring out into this strange new mess, barely even processing what he saw. Anyone passing by might say he looked lost, or tired, but his entry in the dictionary was without doubt sitting by the word "haunted".


II: Don't Go Round Tonight

He tries to tell himself that he's a grown-ass man, and there's nothing to be afraid of. But he's seen the world backlit in red, before. Seen it with the colors turned strange and odd, known the thrill down the spine when something you just laid eyes on is suddenly gone. And in this place that's being overrun by monsters ... is it possible, somehow, really possible, that - no.

He's not going to give in to that wild thought. Besides, there aren't even any balloons.

The errant thought strikes him as hilarious, and as he's standing just outside the apartments, trying to coax his balls into showing up for an evening stroll, he laughs aloud at himself.

"Yeah, that's right," he says, to no one in particular - maybe you - as though there had actually been a conversation going on. "Absolutely fuckin'-A right. At least there aren't any balloons! Ha!"


III: I Bet We're Loved By Our Mothers And Dads

Monster? What monster? He's not dealing with that. Everyone else in the bar is at the windows, freaking out at the sight of the station. He slides quietly from his stool and takes advantage of the situation, slipping behind the bar to abscond with a bottle of creme liqueur. He'll be drinking it straight from the bottle in glassless shots if anyone actually needs his help.


IV: Roundin' Third & Ready For Home

Most Apprentices used magic in their training, regardless of class, right? Someone might want to try to explain that to the Warrior going full bore on a training dummy with a baseball bat.

Just... don't startle him.

III

[az_shrimp_horny]

Eleanor had been at the bar partaking in some of her favorite beverages when the chaos started. She'd been ready to take off and help... When she saw a certain four eyes duck behind the bar.

She narrowed her eyes and followed him. "Yo, asshole." She snatched the bottle out of his hand, spilling some the booze. "First off that's stealing. Secondly, stop being a chicken shit and come help us."

IV

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Well, he seemed a touch intense. Aziraphale watched as the human attempted to beat the thing apart with his bat. There was something a bit rangey and desperate about him, Aziraphale thought. Far more so than with the humans that typically ended up here. He looked like a man that was getting out some aggression, but perhaps not in the healthiest of ways. Still, what did he know? He had enough on his plate without trying to figure out human psychology.


He was about to leave the man to it when a single swing sent the head flying. Well, he could help out a little at least.

"Let me get that for you." Since he was heading that way anyway.

... no pun intended.

3

[bigbadrose]

Rose is easily the heroic type, but she doesn't believe in fighting monsters when others can reason with them. She's glad most of the people aren't really freaking out, but she's curious about the one who's totally disengaged from it. It's not that unusual but...

"'Ey mate, really hope you're not takin' the opportunity to loot the joint, yeah?"

What's this?

[scarygoodtime]

Main Street--Anytime day or night!
Jack had to resist the urge to rub his eyes, although the sense of wonder remained in his skeletal expression. This wasn't Halloweentown, nor Christmastown, nor anywhere else he knew. Which only made sense, given the information his kind hosts had provided.

And yet...

The hint of chill in the air, festive laughter with a hint of cackle, and familiar orange gourds all brought a delightful shiver to his bones. Letting out a laugh of his own, slightly high and manic with joy, the tall Skeleton dressed in the pinstrike suit took his time. Walking the street and surveying the shops, with a hint of spring to his step as he felt quite comfortable even while the day grew darker.

Of course, the sight of a nearly 7ft tall skeleton, even in this season, might not be the most reassuring. At least he's polite and friendly? He's newly arrived and now has more questions than before with no wizard or god to answer them.

[strangeandunusual]

Lydia had wolfed down her dinner and taken to the street with her camera as quickly as she could after work: she'd seen hints of the preparations through the windows all day, and had been absolutely itching to start snapping frames. Her expression is already a match for Jack's as she backs down the street, trying to get the perfect framing for a bat hanging from a lamppost before it flutters away - and backs herself right into the backs of his long legs.

"Oh! I'm sorr--"

She whirls around, then looks up. And up.

How do you even greet the most amazing thing you've ever seen in your life? She's unsure. She's just going to gape. And grin.

Re: What's this?

[not_so_different]

Why Jack, there's another cackling, manic laugh nearby as Missy twirls a few times down the street. Why is she laughing? Who the hell knows. But she spots the tall skeleton man and BEAMS, dashing up to him with curiosity burning in her eyes.

"Why hello there you handsome devil."

[big_top_boss]

[Oh wow, this bone bastard is pretty impressive. He's not as big as Soul King, that's obvious, but he's still big. And Buggy wonders, as he watches the giant skeleton moving about like an excited tourist, if being larger than life in more than one way is just a general part of being dead.

He's also absolutely staring without an ounce of shame.] Damn. That's a big fancy skeleton...

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh...dear... Aziraphale looked up (and up and up) at the very tall skeleton making his way down Main Street. It was near twilight now and he had just been kicked out of the library yet again as they refused to stay open past seven o'clock. And well-- it was an unsettling confrontation. Yet... the skeleton didn't appear to be corroded in any way. In fact he seemed rather...normal.

Still, one never really knew for sure. So, wings flexing uncertainly and hands folded in front of him he approached the tall...creature.

"Hello... Pardon me if this is rude but...are you quite alright?"

[blue_ice]

Thus far, Kaiba is rather unimpressed with his new home. It's no Kaibaland. And of course he despises the very concept of 'magic'. But the skeleton is an interesting sight.

He's far too thin to be a human in costume, and his facial movements are incredibly lifelike. It has to be some form of advanced robotics or puppetry, but the only way to find out is to investigate further. Kaiba tries to look impressive, but...well, it's rare that he encounters anyone taller than him, and looking up is strange.

"What are you supposed to be?"

Blunt as ever.

Re: What's this?

[keen_gear]

"Good to see someone's having fun," she said looking up at him. A long way up at him. Was he one of Morgana's friends? Probably. "Think you could reach me some candy from the top shelf of the candy store?" If he said yes, he was a fun adult, if he started in on brushing her beak, she was out of there. Candy was usually a good test.

Re: What's this?

[mal_contented]

Okay. Super tall. Skinny. Clearly dead. Suit. She really can't be blamed for drawing the obvious conclusion. She walked over, crossed her arms, and looked up. "Are you one of the Doc's friends, then?"

Because everyone knew the headmaster of Dragon Hall, Doctor Facilier, had friends on the other side. And everyone knew he was a villian, one of the worst when he had power. Almost as bad as her mother. Which meant that if this was one of his friends, this guy needed to be informed that the people here were under the protection of dragons. Never mind that Figment was about as scary as a kitten and Mal couldn't actually TRANSFORM like her mother could. Half of being a VK was bluffing and talking a good game. She could and would do that here if needed.

Re: What's this?

[haberdashink]

Always good to see a fellow monster. Either he'd have someone to talk to, or he'd have a good fight. Either way, he was glad to see Jack.

"Ho, iz hyu new?" he asked in his thick accent.

Newt Scamander

[hufflepuffpride]

II.

Oh, dear. This is a bit odd. Where did he apparate too? This place doesn't look like anywhere Newt is familiar with and even more to the point - where's his briefcase? Okay, don't panic. Find out someone - find out where he is and find his case full of magical creatures.

"Excuse me. Where is this exactly?"

He can't seem to quite place were in the magical world someone is.

Wildcard

Feel free to toss anything :3

Re: Newt Scamander

[bigbadrose]

"Magic Kingdoms," Rose offers a tight grin, "I know, not exactly helpful, yeah? It's parallel magic realm between Earths and void, and darkness, and corruption. I'm Rose Tyler, can I help you?"

10th Doctor | Doctor Who

[borntolove]

I and II

The Doctor notices and believes he knows where he is right off - Disney! The happiest place on Earth and he should be ecstatic. Expect, he can't be. He's lost that and maybe Jackson Lake was right. That he does need to see the beauty again and talk about his pain because Ten knows this is a place he should be bouncing off the walls, so to speak.

The Doctor is sitting on a bench that oversees Cinderella's castle but with such gloom and emotionally removed look on his face.

If you don't find someone there - you might also find a certain Time Lord in a brown pinstripe suit and red sneakers at the bar. In a corner, with a glass and bottle of wine half drank.

He shouldn't be here. Where's his Tardis?

Wildcard

Toss something at me!

1-2

[bigbadrose]

"Blimey mate," Rose hands him a candy apple and a trademark Rose Tyler grin, "You look like someone just removed your soul, yeah?" She glanced around playing with him, "Should I be worried about dementors or the like?"

Harley Quinn | DC's Harley Quinn comics.

[killer_kwinn]

I: Main Street USA: Daylight

There's a new clown in town!

Harley didn't know how she got here. The strange guy with the funny hat told her what was what when she came through the portal thingy, but she really didn't pay much attention. Something something about monsters and corrosion? Nah, she was easily distracted by the smells of food in the air.

It really didn't take her long to find a place to eat, to which she just about ordered almost anything off the menu, and sat in the outdoor eating area to do some people watching. Seriously, how can such a skinny thing pack away so much food without gaining weight?

III: Time to beat up some baddies!

Okay! So those must be the monsters that the funny hat guy was talking about. Well, Harley had been itching for a fight for a while now. She had managed to get her hand on a large mallet, which she probably stole.

"Holee stinky olee! Ya guys smell worse than a fisherman's boat!" She waved her hand a little in front face to ward off the smell. "I was havin' a good evenin' until ya came along. Now which one a' ya wants ta meet Beatrice first." She smacked the handle of the mallet into her other hand, a wicked grin on her face.

III: Wild card!

Feel free to toss something at me!

1

[ace_of_hearts]

"Damn gurl!" Ace laughs and orders another round of food for them both with a hand wave. "You could almost be related to me like that! You're not, are you?" The D was a confusing family line. "I'm Ace, Portgas D. Ace."

seto kaiba | ygo

[blue_ice]

step one: this ship runs on happy faces (day)

Kaiba's had a scowl affixed to his face since the second he stepped through the mirror, pretty much. He's been forced against his will into some sort of fourth-rate amusement park to do what, fight demons? Whoever's in charge definitely made the wrong choice.

He takes an apple slice somewhat reluctantly, claiming a spot on the nearest bench and watching passersby with a scrutinizing expression. Magic and imagination, happiness and wonder...how could it be?


step two: a plundering blunder (night)

Did he mention before that he's not a heroic type? Kaiba was just getting off the train to walk back to his far too cramped apartment when the trouble started. He'd thankfully armed himself ahead of time, and was currently unloading arrows into the corrosion, but they weren't doing much. He was hit by another wave of murky water for his trouble.

"I ought to wring you out!"

And so his first attempt at wind began. it was a weak sputter of a spell that lit the area briefly, but sent him careening back into another puddle. Perfect.

wildcard
((anything else? try me! :D))

II

[blessedarethebookmakers]

He comes on the scene a bit later than that, enough to see the young man cast into a puddle. He was coming out of the library himself, noticed the horrible amount of wet, and immediately shielded himself with a bubble as he edged around the beasts and toward the human.

"You don't seem terribly good at this, I'm afraid."

Elianne/Kaylin Neya | Chronicles of Elantra | Spoilers and CW: all

[elianne]

iv. Just before nightfall.

Eli still wasn't sure why she was here. She bet it had something to do with the marks on her arms and thighs, the ones Severn told her to keep covered and never let anyone but him and the girls see. She didn't trust the adults who told her why she was here, because it made no sense. She didn't trust the adults who were handing out food during the day either, but that didn't stop her from eating as much as she could and lining her pockets with the rest. Even if they were sticky and might attract bugs. But now it was getting close to night time and she realized something. Something bad. She didn't know how to get back to Four Corners. How to get back to Severn and the girls. She didn't know where she could stay for the night. The adults she didn't trust said they had a place for her, but she knew better than to follow grown men into a place where there were beds and individual rooms. She knew all about the buildings at the city edge of the fief near the bridge. Severn made her and Steffi and Jade promise never to go near them without him there. Even with him there, when they begged in the banks of Old Nestor they avoided the windowless buildings.

So she hadn't gone where they told her. But now it was getting close to dark. She shuddered, terrified. She knew better than to be out after dark. EVERYONE living in Nightshade did.

The thirteen year old was small for her age and looked half starved. Mostly because she was. Her shirt was too big on her, but was patched and sewn here and there to fit. Somewhat. It covered her arms and other important bits, so she did her best to ignore the big hole in the back. Her pants were too small, the ragged ends stopping a little below the knee, covering the marks on her thighs, but doing little to keep her warm. She very proudly owned socks. They were mismatched and had holes in the, but they were socks. She and Steffi and Jade all had socks. They still needed to find a pair for Severn, but right now he had their only shoe. So it worked out. At least he said it did.

But none of that left her with a place the hide from the Ferals. She shuddered again, eyes wide as she looked for a building she could squat in for the night....

[keen_gear]

ii.

KEEN GEAR! This place was awesome. Wow! Everything was just amazing and best of all... no one here to tell her no! And even BETTER than the best of all was that she was going to get to be a hero like her dad. And he wasn't telling her no! She'd show him! She was going to be the best superhero ever! And then she'd be the one to set the bed times! Cheered by that happy thought, Gos was bouncing around Main Street, getting into everything she could. And when it was dark she was looking agt all the scary things with unbridled excitement. When she saw the spiders and bats and everything she clapped her hands. "EEK! SQUEAK! Is that you?"

iv. Network, late at night the first night.

[A grumpy little duckling was sitting on a bench on mainstreet, her mirror propped up on something.] "Alright, game's over, you can come out now. I know you're here." [They said she might be the only one here from her world, but she knew better. Her dad NEVER missed a bed time. Well, not unless there was a really bad crime going on somewhere. But even then he called when he could to make sure she had gone to bed, or asked the Muddlefoots to check on her.]

"It's not funny any more." [There might be an edge of concern under her annoyance. And also she really really didn't want to have to admit that she was tired and actually go to bed when no one had told her to. Where was her dad when she really needed him? The one time she WANTED to be sent to bed and he was nowhere to be found! Typical, really.]

[beancounter]

[Fenton's eyes go wide. He recognizes that voice. He knows that face. Screw responding over the mirrors, Fenton is running outside, jogging up and down Main Street, trying to find where that call had originated from. Hoping beyond hope that... THIS TIME... she IS from his exact world, and she DOES know him. The thought that she just might be from a point in time before they ever met hasn't crossed his mind, yet. He's just focussed on the fact that someone from HOME is here. Webby, and Jose, were CLOSE. But they were not the same thing.]

GOS! [he calls out into the night, hands cupped around his beak.] GOSALYN! Is that you?! Is that really you?! Where are ya, kid?!

Velsper | AA Megamisama | Spoilers. (Whoops, he'd be in cat form)

[velsper]

I. Okay, being back in his kid form wasn't as good as being in his adult Demon form, but was better than being a female talking cat. Having lost his Familiar ticked him off though, and not having any of his spells was worse still. But he could deal with it. Mostly because he had no choice. So he'd do what he did when he was trying to get his beloved Belldandy to remember him, to break the curse he'd cast on himself when they were children, when he had actually been the age he looked. He'd play up being a cute kid, hide that he was a Demon, and cause mischief for whoever he didn't like. At least until he could find the right code to get him back where he belonged. Of course where that would be was up for some debate....

So the little blond boy with the long hair and the wide innocent seeming eyes was wandering down mainstreet, playing up the cute lost kid act. "Is it really okay if I take this?" he asked of whoever was passing by when he was offered an apple slice.

The small black cat might have been biologically female, but that had been a small price to pay for getting to keep his powers, mind, and ability to talk as a cat. However he was here now, and still a cat. Still female. But no powers and no familiar. ***** Hild to the nether regions of her own domain. He'd figure out how she did this and he'd find a way to get back at her. And get his racing broom back in the process. But for now he was stuck as a cat without so much as a simple spell to fetch things off of high shelves or open jars. Time to find some sap to become his new servent....

ciri | the witcher • ota

[unladenswallow]

ii; i've traveled far and wide only to end up here

It wasn't really all that shocking for her to end up in some strange, new area. A slightly normal if not jarring experience for one such as herself thanks to the cursed blood in her veins. Stumbling onto a new street might not have been terribly new but it was somewhat daunting when the people otherwise meandering the town were seemingly fading from view. Had she ended up in some sort of Netherworld?

Not one to let any fretting show outwardly if she could help it, Ciri approached the nearest being only to have them fade from view before she could even pose her question. She grimaced. "Are there none but I present here? Hello?"

iii; you have my sword — no, really

Having just arrived, Ciri hadn't had the pleasure of meeting those whom would grant her a weapon yet. Nor did she realize she was without hers. It wasn't until she closed in on the less than pleasant odor coming from the station that she realized she needed something to keep herself among the living. Hitching her breath when noticed, she reached a hand up over her shoulder to grab her blade and caught only air. Startled, she pulled her hand forward as though expecting to see a blade albeit knowing there wasn't one there.

"No—?! My blade! Where has it..."

iv; wildcard, you do you boo boo

Come at me, bro.

II.

[king_of_egypt]

Given the recent inhabitants of Main Street it could have well passed for a Netherworld, but no... it was something else.

"Oh- so you're actually there?" Atem piped up from behind her sounding a bit sheepish for his efforts. With her pale complexion and light-colored hair he had mistaken her for one of the other ghostly specters. That coupled with the fact that he had not met her before.

"I'm sorry- I should have realized. Did you need help with something, Miss-..." He trailed off allowing her time to supply her name.

[mrsbrisby]

ii.Main Street USA: After Dark This world had been frightening enough during the day time but at night it was positively spooky! The diminutive mouse had slipped out of her hiding spot to bounce hesitantly down the sidewalk. Hiding had seemed like the best idea initially but she did have to find her way home. Mrs. Brisby didn't even make it down one square of sidewalk before the loud footfalls of an approaching giant sent her scurrying right into the nearest lit jack o'lantern. iv.Come out and Socialize! "Aaa!" Mrs. Brisby gasped as the predatory bird slammed into the stack of the new, 'Halloween Cooking and Craft' magazines sending them chasing after the fleeing mouse as quickly as Indiana Jones ran from that boulder. "Hawk!" She yelled in warning as she ran from the great beast but really only she was in danger surely...

Hawk bit

[king_of_egypt]

"What in Ra's name...?!" Atem exclaimed as he looked towards the chaos of magazines careening in every which direction. It didn't take long to spot the source of the disturbance, a large bird, but he missed seeing the mouse currently fleeing for her life. Instinctively, he moved to shoo the bird away to prevent any further damage to the shop he had been perusing. "Why would it even be doing this...?" Defiantly the bird resisted Atem's effort at first, trying to make another dive for the rodent. Not wishing to get a sample of what it's talons could do for himself, Atem flipped his cape over the creature. It fell to the ground, tangled horribly in the material. By the time it got itself free, it was so disgusted by the whole situation that it took to the air and fled the scene. "The idea...." With a shake of the head, Atem kneeled down to start scooping up the magazines.

Beetlejuice | A walking (but not breathing) CW

[creepyoldguy]

Main Street USA: After Dark

The street's atmosphere actually suited the demon just fine. And normally he'd have had a blast messing with people.

But--since Beetlejuice had discovered he had no powers, the ghost with the most was sulking on a bench, managing to eat a churro sadly.

"This is it. I'm in hell. I'm actually in hell. And it's boring."

[az_shrimp_horny]

Eleanor had been walking to work when she saw the sad churro eating. (How does that even work?)

She raised an eyebrow at the strange dude. "Nope. Been there, done that. This is definitely not it."

Mary Poppins | Mary Poppins Returns

[rathersophistical]

I: Main Street in Daylight

Ms. Poppins seemed to have settled in quite nicely to her new home. As one who frequently traveled it didn't take very long at all for her to get her bearings and sort out a proper schedule for herself. If she was displeased at all with her situation she certainly wasn't about to show it. It wouldn't be proper, after all.

It was, as any civilized person would know, tea time. She'd found a nice seat outside the cafe and had a proper English tea (or as close as she could get) spread out on the table in front of her. There were two sets of cups and saucers. Her back was perfectly straight as she poured the tea into the cup in front of her. Using tongs, she gingerly dropped two sugar cubes into the amber liquid. Setting those back in the sugar bowl she lifted her spoon and stirred with practiced precision, never touching the side of her cup. The other tea cup remained empty. Waiting, perhaps, for a new friend.

III: Pirates follow treasure maps and wear a silly hat

She was utterly against all the fighting, but if she absolutely had to participate she was certainly going to make herself useful. She stood at the outskirts of the chaos, her umbrella held carefully in one hand. Raising a disdainful eyebrow at the creatures, she watched to make sure no children got swept up in the mess. Of course, one of the creatures took that as an invitation and sent a wave of salty water splashing at her.

With a very ladylike gasp of surprise, Mary took two steps back, precisely enough to avoid getting splashed. "Really. How incredibly rude of you." Looking down her nose at the thing, she sent a stiff breeze to blow the water and the creature back the way it came. "That's better."

III

[ownilluminary]

The Corroded didn't take to that very well at all. Another one raised its arms and was about to charge, when one sweep of a long bar from somewhere above knocked it flat so that it fell forward on its face.

"Not s'posed to be so much fisherman's daughter in the light and dark, last I checked, and this is just bad manners," Jack proclaimed, dropping down from the station railing and using his light as a vaulting pole. "Apologize to th' lady."