"Mmmm..." Reinholdt groans with some frustration, not telling her that it was ALL of his money. Maybe he'll be able to grab an advance or loan something from the cats later.
"Well, either way, I guess we're not buying anything tonight." Reinholdt unwraps his pumpkin candy and eats it too, since it's all he'll get here.
"Fortunately this holiday is rather known for its free stuff."
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Makes one wonder how he buys candy when his money was stolen. D=
Arel takes the pumpkin and unwraps it slowly. She bites into it, and, "Mmm, that's delicious." She takes another bite. How did she ever survive without this stuff?!
The chocolate candy contains horrible gooey filling, and if it was sentient would be surprised that it was enjoyed. The wrappers contain pure fear distilled down to its liquid essence, and quickly morph into a horde of putty men.
"Blup Blup Blup Blup Blup Blup Blup!" they attempt to surround the fallen angel and the catboy, taking cheesey martial arts stances as they do so.
The putty men (who aren't That little) continue making crazy poses, but neither move foward to attack or part to allow passage. Then one of them accidently poses at another of them and the poor recipient emits a shower of sparks and falls to the ground, unmoving.
The rest of them don't even seem to notice, keeping up their odd dance at all costs.
Fed up with all the waiting, three of the putty horde advance on the two bewildered victims, the one in the lead throwing an extremely slow telegraphed punch at Reinholdt, while one of his comrades hold up a sign with a diagram showing the catboy how to execute a perfect judo throw.
"Umm... I guess they want us to participate?" Reinholdt says, looking at the sign and back to the extremely slow punch. He shrugs and ducks and tries a judo throw, but he's not very good at it at all. I doubt the putty man will even end up on the ground.
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The putty abandons his punch in favor of jumping into the throw, sommersaulting improbably through the air to land on his back in another shower of sparks. The others seem to get really excited, abandoning all pretense and rushing en mass at the pair.
Cheesey fake martial arts and terrible special effects are almost sure to follow.
At the last second, the putties all freeze in place, mere inches from the cowering pair. All of them are in the most ridiculous poses possible. Crane stance, drunken monkey, whooping cough and even crouching marmoset all arrayed about like statues in a museum of Cheeze.
And they're all staring at one another in shock over the backs of their cunning foes.
In a rain of harmless special effects and cheap movie magic, they soon lie slain.
A rattling skeleton wearing a sombrero pops up behind Reinholdt and Arel. It grins and tries to pull the two of them back from the strange putty things. Another skeleton jigs over with a broom and tries to shoo or push them away.
The sombrero-wearing cadaver then offers them two sugar skulls, indicating that the two treats are free. Though if they accept the candies, each will find an "Eval Inc." card in their hands along with the tasty skulls. Silly evil corporations.
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Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
Arel takes the candy. "Thank you." She says to the skeleton. The fallen seraph also looks at her card. Wonder what that's all about. She would say something, but the moon just came out...
Rein might feel something odd when the moon's light hits his mask. To put it simply, he'd feel less civilized, more wild. Not violent, really, but certainly less in touch with his civilized side. Hopefully he doesn't run amuck. D=
The skeleton shakes its head and grins. Nope. Not a candy company.
It reaches around and detaches its left arm with its right hand. It waves the limb around, wiggles the fingers on the end of it, and puts it neatly back into place. It's a necromancy company!
The candy is good.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
Hah! I knew the masks were weird!
Reinholdt doesn't reply to the skeleton. He just grunts and takes another sugar skull. In fact, he goes to take quite a few more and start eating them right there, without waiting for permission.
Guess he hasn't heard of one per customer.
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"Reinholdt, I don't think you're supposed to take so many." Arel tries to put a hand on his arm to stop him from taking another bite, or at least get his attention.
The skeleton grins in an unfriendly way at Reinholdt and tries to lightly smack his hand away from its sugary wares. No! You only get one free sample! You have to buy the rest. Bad cat-man-wolf.
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Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
"You... So pretty..." He no doubt just starts leaning forward for awkward kisses that wouldn't work because of masks, when his hand gets smacked and he drops the sugary treats. He whirls on the skeleton and hisses at him.
"HIIISSSSSS."
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The skeleton grins in fear and takes a step back. Okay, hissing. It was not called from the grave to deal with this. It does a little jig and dances backwards to flee from the crazy werewolf catman. It makes placating gestures with its phalanges.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
Reinholdt looks back at Arel. The skeleton has placated him for now!
Sooooo.... pretttttty....
"Feel funny. Like... catnip...." He takes a step towards Arel, one arm reaching towards wrapping around her waist. She can probably avoid it by stepping back though.
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