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Due to Kevin's comment on saying that the representation of... Isis, was it? Whatever it was, Morgan felt a slight blush form upon her cheeks when she heard him say that, however it wasn't extremely noticeable, just a slight shade. "If caramel is God's candy, then Gaius gets more of God's treats than me... And he's a thief!" She'd pout slightly. It wasn't like he was stealing from her, though. Not only did he not go with her and her parents to this strange place, but he somehow managed to get candy on his own. Morgan was pretty sure that Chrom just paid him with candies to stay in the army. Finding herself get interested in this Goddess from his culture, she would decide to ask. "..Can you tell me more about Isis?"

He had arrived at the right time it would seem, stepping up to the porch with a soft thump of heavy boots and a bit of arrogance in his step. Tail end of the conversation could be heard in relation to caramel being the candy of the gods, but even still the snarky young prince knew better than to interrupt. The Jotunn wore a surprisingly well made Iron Man costume, one so impeccable it could have easily passed for the real thing. Lifting two digits he pressed at a spot just under his chin, the face plate lifting to expose those near luminous green eyes.

Devilish smile was tossed at Kevin as well as the woman he was currently having a conversation with, a polite nod given before he spoke. " I apologize if I'm interrupting but if I may, " Hand motioned toward the bowl of candies in emphasis before he plucked free several pieces without looking at their type and tucked them away for later. Last thing he wanted was to potentially spoil his dinner, or better yet his whole night. Not one for for conversation he chuckled and lowered that mask with another press of fingers. " Have a wonderful Halloween." Could be heard before he was stepping away and making his way off to the next home.

Markal caught the sight of an interesting Egypt styled home as he was exploring the street and decided to go up to it, despite the fact that it seemed to already have a visitor. He wore a plain white shirt with the words "Go Ceiling!" declared across the front in still drying blue paint and a pair of pom poms tied to each of his hands. And Tolora didn't believe I could dress up as a ceiling fan. He grinned as he remembered. Well that was another bet and $50 he was going to win tonight.

"Excuse me!" He said before sticking one pom pom into the bowl and promptly popping it into his mouth. His eyes widened at the surprising taste of fish and before he had a chance to say anything, his view was suddenly changed. He squawked in surprise, or however it is you would describe the exclamation of surprise coming from a penguin. He tried to move but his legs were ridiculously short now and his hands were flippers.

He flapped these flippers frantically and squawked at the two, just in case they weren't paying attention. If he could've, he would've stuck out his tongue as he concentrated. Maybe he could change into his tiger form from this? No good. He just became a black and orange striped penguin. He squawked again, quieter, as he looked down at his feet. How did the penguins from Mary Poppins make it look so easy?

The Fae was rather amused still. " Oh I wouldn't worry about that, Dear. You could always get better treats yourself." A thief? How interesting, those sorts were amusing to watch. He would stretch out his wings a moment before folding them again, if the girl wanted to learn more of Isis he could certainly share the information. " If you have the time, I don't see why not. Isis, daughter of Geb and Nut, deities of earth and sky. Isis is a very wide Goddess, gaining power over magic after tricking Ra into giving her his secret name." Oh boy story time!

Allowing his smile to curl towards his horns in an unnatural manner, the Fae would bow his head in greeting as the trickster approached. " By all means, help yourself." He had set those treats out for any to take but it was always nice to see some manners shown. Casual glance was turned towards the man's selections but alas he hadnt caught sight of what had been picked up. What a pity but perhaps he would hear about it another time. "And you as well, Happy Halloween." The holiday well wishing would be returned before attention moved back towards the others. Such a wonderfully busy night and there was still plenty more to come.

Raising a hand to offer a wave in greeting, Kevin just couldn't help but chuckle at the costume choice. Well he hadn't seen that one before. Still smiling, the Fae watched as the trick or treater seemed to have grabbed the tuna one. Oh how precious! A penguin, so adorable. It would effort to not try and pick him up, more so once the stripes came out. " Someone is looking spiffy, all dressed up and no where to go?" He teased. All in harmless fun surely. Attention was somewhat divided but he did intend to keep an eye on the penguin.

Morgan would slightly shrug. "I guess so.. Maybe I can still the sweets from him as well! That would be fun to do!" She would reply with a rather optimistic tone, as if she was both joking but actually serious at the same time. It was hard to tell which one she was more. Her eyes were shut and her smile was obviously present on to her face. "Tell me the story! I love hearing stories!" Morgan would say with a rather wide and happy smile.

She couldn't help but glance up at the two Trick or Treaters who had walked up to Kevin's door. The first one was a stranger in a red suit of armor... It looked so... out of her timeline's reach. "Oh, no no! It is perfectly fine! Take some!" Morgan would request of him. To her disappointment, the man in the armor suit iddn't eat a single candy that he had taken. She was actually quite interested in seeing this armored man's reaction to turning into a werewolf or something similar... Oh well, there was still the other trick or treater.

It was hard for Morgan to tell, but his shirt said 'Go ceiling!' ...What kind of Hallow's Eve costume was that? The tactician didn't know, but she was in for a lot of fun when the man decided to eat a candy. "Oh, hello!" The girl said rather innocently. She couldn't help but fall back and laugh from the scene when he turned into a penguin. She always remembered hearing her mother say she wanted to see penguins fly... Well, they don't, but as least Morgan got to see one!

On this evening, Sylsalis had been hoping that Aidan would have been off the clock half an hour ago. With a sigh, she had begun wandering close by. At current, the Merr had been impressed with some of the costumes that people sported about -- the holiday was one that she had never experienced when she lived her life within the seas of the world. It was refreshing.

Approaching a house that seemed to accumulate some attention, Sylsalis had ventured up and kept to herself until she had gotten to the base of the steps.

"Evening," Syl had simply stated before ascending the stairs and then looking to the platter of candies that were available. Glancing to those taking some of their own accord and then to those that were conversing, the Merr decided that she probably should not stick around too long.

Extending a hand, Sylsalis had plucked a candy from the variety provided.

The candy itself was soft and pliable. A... marshmallow was what humans called it.

Popping it into her mouth, Sylsalis kind of shuddered with disgust -- sweet treats were never really a delicacy among her people. The disgust did not seem to end with the candy eaten. No, Sylsalis appeared to have felt lighter after eating that puffy treat. Was that natural?

Looking down to her hands, Sylsalis had widened her eyes with surprise as her body parts were now somewhat translucent. What trickery was this?

* Please behave yourself; won't you, child?

Those were the first words Frisk heard from Toriel after exiting their home to trick-or-treat. Compiling with the caretaker's request, Frisk nodded, and gave her a hug good-bye before setting out on a candy quest. Frisk was incredibly excited for Halloween, excited to see and meet new people. But most importantly, Frisk was determined to gather as much candy as possible for friends. Frisk's costume was similar to Toriel's robe; a long purple-ish blue dress with the Delta Rune at the center of it.

The first stop was at Kevin's home, and it could be seen that it certainly was busy. There were so many people, each with a completely different costume. This made Frisk glad to step outside and be at the Surface for this day. Frisk approached and could see a large bowl filled to the brim with candies from the small crowd of people and creatures. Frisk looked up at the owner of the house, who was some sort of a monster. Naturally, Frisk would befriend it.

(Pretend this is from Frisk's perspective. Don't answer this.)
What would you like to do?

• Fight
• Act

  • Check
  • Talk
  • Joke
• Item
• Mercy

Frisk began a conversation about the fairy's home, who these guests were, and how was he. While doing so, Frisk reached an arm to grab at least a few, and successfully did so.

As Frisk took a bite out of one of the candies, the taste of chocolate and cherry was delectable. The flavor and candy melted in Frisk's mouth, and it felt like heaven... After swallowing the candy, Frisk would stare at someone's neck. Frisk didn't know who this person was, and felt the need to bite into the flesh of their neck and drink their succulent blood... But Frisk remembered a promise that was made to Toriel, and tried to resist sucking the blood of the innocent bystander. But it was to no avail. Frisk leapt at the human, driving the teeth into their neck. The innocent human screamed for help, but their screams would soon become silent, as Frisk drank their blood. Frisk felt incredibly guilty, but the thirst was not quenched, and needed to be sated. Frisk ran off, hoping that no other victims will suffer the same fate as the bystander.

Toffi would be lured in By the dog roaming the yard. After all, he too had a dog - not with him at the moment though; Sammy was looking after the house and most likely sleeping comfortably on the sofa or something. No less, Christofer would pet the dog carefully - veeeeeeeeery carefully.

The German looked around. Looks like the door of the house wasn't really accessable. Hmmm... What now? The boy looked around, holding his head while bondering and thinking. He'd soon notice the coffin that was just tempting and urging people to take candy from it, being so full that the 'hinges' were going to break and the top part had become slightly odd shaped. I guess this was it? Eh... They're on the ground though.... And there was no-one to really talk to... Was this Place abandoned? What were the candies all about? Maybe he should stay far away from them.....

But the temptation was too much and the boy would end up on grabbing one candy - just one so that he'd be sure what they were all about. The German wasn't going to be greedy or anything, although his love for sweets would make him take several if the candy would turn out to taste great, he just wanted to make sure of it first

And so he would bite onto the candy, first testing if he could even chew it and then he'd eat it whole...

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Upon being affected by the candy, the German would end up on panicing and calling Sergei while sobbing somewhat uncontrollably. The call receiver would just roll his hazel eyes on the otherside of the line, telling Christofer that he should have known better than to eat Candy from the ground, let alone from 'no-one's' yard. He'd have to calm the German down first to even get the chance to get them to listen to his guidance...

Sakarixilii skipped to the porch of the fae creature. Her head was adorned with smooth, silvery-black horns and her arms with silver scales. She swung a bag playfully at her side; despite the ancient aura of her costume, she looked bright and youthful. This was one of her favorite human traditions!
She skipped up the stairs excitedly; she sensed a particularly devious strain in the fae man, but she could tell that he would give no permanent harm.
"Trick or treat!" she called brightly, accepting what appeared to be a Tootsie Roll, except that the wrapper was pink with no label. Though she was saving most of her candy for later, she decided to eat it right away, sure that it was part of the fae's trick. This ought to be interesting, she thought. To her disappointment, the candy tasted like wax.

"Come on, come on!" Tika shouted, dragging her older brother along. Her pink candy bag swung perilously from her free hand. Raskaal groaned inwardly, wishing that Goldwynn had not made him accompany their little sister. This was not improving his mood as Wyn had hoped; rather, he was worrying that people would wonder if their ears and tails were really part of a costume.
"You should have dressed up, Ras," Tika said a little too loudly as she jumped up the stairs of yet another house. She grabbed some candy, singing "Trick or treat!" and handing Raskaal a piece, making sure that he ate it before stuffing one in her own mouth and putting a third in her sack for Goldwynn.
Raskaal didn't want or need the candy, but if he didn't eat it, Tika would be a real pain and Wyn would probably get mad at him.

Raskaal chewed on yet another caramel and chocolate candy, wanting to go home.
"Ooh, creamy," Tika cooed from beside him, licking honey flavor from her lips. "Hey, wow, I feel kind of light... but also heavy... and... feathery?"
Raskaal quickly turned to look at his little sister, vaguely aware of a shifting sort of feeling in his face but far more worried about Tika's new wings.