Tiny OOC Note: Modern/Fantasy Setting so anyone can hopefully interact. Will feature one of four of my main muses. Thanks for checking this thread out!
Halloween was a new tradition for them. Never in their lives had they heard of such a curious event. A night of friendly terror, sweet confectionary and theatrical costumes. As well as the occasional binge on horror stories and ghostly folk tales, provided by their teacher of course. But this evening, the four friends had decided that tonight, they were going to entertain anyone who wishes to call upon their door.
They had picked the perfect spot in town, too. An old treehouse, long abandoned, but safe enough to roam in. Said treehouse wasn't your normal wooden extension, however. Someone had hollowed out the inside for a short living space composed with a bottom room, and a top room, but thankfully the tree itself was tiny and on the larger side so people were able to fit inside. Such a pretty little idea it was, a shame that it's fate led it to be without an owner. No matter now. The four heroes inside were more than happy to make it theirs for tonight.
Orange lights littered the leaves above, hanging from wires, as well as fake cobweb covered the lower branches. Pumpkins scattered the grass, and pebblestones made a make-shift pathway to the door painted with creatures of the night. The autumn air made light fog appear in the nearby field, with help of the moon's light made the scene that ever bit more eerie. Welcoming with the faint orange lights, but still something eerie yet exciting about the whole scene.
Voices could be heard inside the treehouse as one would approach. Two feminine, one masculine. A witch, a vampire, a monster and a scientist (the latter couldn't speak) waited within the walls. Awaited their calling to come shine and bring Halloween cheer, or fear, to the world.
All it would take was a single knock on the aged, painted door to summon one of the four.
Halloween was a new tradition for them. Never in their lives had they heard of such a curious event. A night of friendly terror, sweet confectionary and theatrical costumes. As well as the occasional binge on horror stories and ghostly folk tales, provided by their teacher of course. But this evening, the four friends had decided that tonight, they were going to entertain anyone who wishes to call upon their door.
They had picked the perfect spot in town, too. An old treehouse, long abandoned, but safe enough to roam in. Said treehouse wasn't your normal wooden extension, however. Someone had hollowed out the inside for a short living space composed with a bottom room, and a top room, but thankfully the tree itself was tiny and on the larger side so people were able to fit inside. Such a pretty little idea it was, a shame that it's fate led it to be without an owner. No matter now. The four heroes inside were more than happy to make it theirs for tonight.
Orange lights littered the leaves above, hanging from wires, as well as fake cobweb covered the lower branches. Pumpkins scattered the grass, and pebblestones made a make-shift pathway to the door painted with creatures of the night. The autumn air made light fog appear in the nearby field, with help of the moon's light made the scene that ever bit more eerie. Welcoming with the faint orange lights, but still something eerie yet exciting about the whole scene.
Voices could be heard inside the treehouse as one would approach. Two feminine, one masculine. A witch, a vampire, a monster and a scientist (the latter couldn't speak) waited within the walls. Awaited their calling to come shine and bring Halloween cheer, or fear, to the world.
All it would take was a single knock on the aged, painted door to summon one of the four.
Another year, another Halloween that was spent together as a team -- it was one of those nights where Team AMBR could actually spend time with one another to have fun and actually talk about some other things that were not related to studies at Balefire, or obligations as Hunters and Huntresses. Nope, tonight was just a night that this relatively dysfunctional team could actually enjoy something together... because, surprisingly, they all seemed to actually agree that Halloween was an enjoyable holiday.
Ambria had her auburn hair tied back in a french bun, a maid's headdress upon her head, and the rest of her dressed into a frilly maid's outfit. The clean style and kept up appearance was true to Amber in just about any sense, and aside from being an occupation she would personally never take up, Amber did not really embrace the whole of 'dressing scary' for Halloween. Instead, she left that to her other teammates and whatever they decided.
Melan had dressed up in something that was a little more tongue-in-cheek. What he had decided on was a 'budget White Fang' costume. With cardboard cutouts that were badly painted in white and red, he had also donned some cheap looking garb -- shoddily sewn together under armour with more cardboard cutout plates and guards that were also spray painted in the overall motif that he was going for.
Beryl was dressed up as a cowgirl -- she had found a ten-gallon hat, a leather vest with the tassels, wore a button-up, had dark leather chaps, and cowboy boots. Though her chain whip sword was visible on her person (just like all of the Hunter and Huntress' weapons on their own bodies somewhere), she had a belt that had dual holsters hung upon them that carried faux bullets and plastic six-shooters.
Lastly, there was Rohan. The bulkier man had chosen to dress up as a Grimm -- more specifically, an Ursa. Similar to his teammate, Melan, Rohan had his own white and red mask, though this one was more bear-shaped. Other than that, he had a sizeable, black-furred costume that he was walking around in. From the looks of things, however, it seemed that the costume was stuffy and actually working up a sweat.
"Hey, check it out!" Melan was the one that gathered everyone's attention at that point. He had directed the team's gaze to a treehouse. His ears were perked in the direction, and there was an inquisitive smile upon his face as he glanced around to the rest of Team AMBR.
"Looks like whoever's up there dolled up the place appropriately, y'think?" Beryl asked. She seemed to have as much interest as Melan exhibited.
Meanwhile, Amber looked from the two that were quite obviously interested to Rohan. Though Rohan typically did not agree often with too many of Melan's suggestions or interests, the sight of the treehouse had a sense of mystery, intrigue, and allure about it that meant his attention had been drawn to it as soon as it had been pointed out. With that in mind, Amber led the way to the door at the base of the tree in silence.
Pausing in front of the door, Amber took a brief moment to just gauge her teammates' reactions before raising a curled hand to rap her knuckles against the door.
Ambria had her auburn hair tied back in a french bun, a maid's headdress upon her head, and the rest of her dressed into a frilly maid's outfit. The clean style and kept up appearance was true to Amber in just about any sense, and aside from being an occupation she would personally never take up, Amber did not really embrace the whole of 'dressing scary' for Halloween. Instead, she left that to her other teammates and whatever they decided.
Melan had dressed up in something that was a little more tongue-in-cheek. What he had decided on was a 'budget White Fang' costume. With cardboard cutouts that were badly painted in white and red, he had also donned some cheap looking garb -- shoddily sewn together under armour with more cardboard cutout plates and guards that were also spray painted in the overall motif that he was going for.
Beryl was dressed up as a cowgirl -- she had found a ten-gallon hat, a leather vest with the tassels, wore a button-up, had dark leather chaps, and cowboy boots. Though her chain whip sword was visible on her person (just like all of the Hunter and Huntress' weapons on their own bodies somewhere), she had a belt that had dual holsters hung upon them that carried faux bullets and plastic six-shooters.
Lastly, there was Rohan. The bulkier man had chosen to dress up as a Grimm -- more specifically, an Ursa. Similar to his teammate, Melan, Rohan had his own white and red mask, though this one was more bear-shaped. Other than that, he had a sizeable, black-furred costume that he was walking around in. From the looks of things, however, it seemed that the costume was stuffy and actually working up a sweat.
"Hey, check it out!" Melan was the one that gathered everyone's attention at that point. He had directed the team's gaze to a treehouse. His ears were perked in the direction, and there was an inquisitive smile upon his face as he glanced around to the rest of Team AMBR.
"Looks like whoever's up there dolled up the place appropriately, y'think?" Beryl asked. She seemed to have as much interest as Melan exhibited.
Meanwhile, Amber looked from the two that were quite obviously interested to Rohan. Though Rohan typically did not agree often with too many of Melan's suggestions or interests, the sight of the treehouse had a sense of mystery, intrigue, and allure about it that meant his attention had been drawn to it as soon as it had been pointed out. With that in mind, Amber led the way to the door at the base of the tree in silence.
Pausing in front of the door, Amber took a brief moment to just gauge her teammates' reactions before raising a curled hand to rap her knuckles against the door.
Lwyncelyne wandered around the treehouse excitedly looking at the lights.
"Oh gosh what a festive house this is indeed, and so beautifully done at that" smiled Lwyncelyne.
As she was an elf she was quite accustomed to living up the trees but, elves in general tended to concealed themselves among the leaves to pass unnoticed, this house, however, seems the dwellers there made an effort to make it stand out and be noticed.
She climbed up to the nearest branches and knocked the door, waiting on a branch for the door to open and introduce herself, her pointy ears listening into the sounds
"Oh gosh what a festive house this is indeed, and so beautifully done at that" smiled Lwyncelyne.
As she was an elf she was quite accustomed to living up the trees but, elves in general tended to concealed themselves among the leaves to pass unnoticed, this house, however, seems the dwellers there made an effort to make it stand out and be noticed.
She climbed up to the nearest branches and knocked the door, waiting on a branch for the door to open and introduce herself, her pointy ears listening into the sounds
Ello. I was interested in possibly doing this rp.
(( i do apologise for not replying to these. ;u; i ended up being busier at work than I intended. Unfortunately the event is over, and I don't have the muse for this anymore sadly. But if any of you wanna plot something else, let me know. ))
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