Pumpkins scream in the dead of night (Event)

[Gwen Sanchez]

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This is it, this is finally that time of year.. the BEST time of year… HALLOWEEN! The girl’s mind rang with glee as she stood outside the halloween corn maze, one hand clutching mage’s staff she had made as part of her costume. It was a red staff with a gold, crescent-shaped tip that holds a red jewel in its center, with gold accents and a red ribbon tied at the tip. It had taken a lot of money to pay for such a well made and sturdy prop but Gwen was more then pleased with the result: maybe she should learn to make these herself. [break][break]

Smiling to herself the girl’s normally amber gold eyes turned green with contacts drifted over the maze in question, carefully scanning the provided rules as she and her two Pokemon, her Shiny Poliwag and Regular Quaxly stood beside her and waited. “Hmm. Okay so we aren’t supposed to just attack randomly here, no vandalism to the maze itself and try to handle things peacefully if possible hm? Alright sounds simple enough.” She mumbled to herself, free hand moving to tug at her long hair, normally dyed a deep blue but now turned white for the season. [break][break]

Her hair was parted down the middle and tied into two high pigtails at the sides of her head. Placed carefully on the girl’s ears sat a pair of large pointed ears that would make her resemble an elf, one from a show she had seen recently and frankly adored. She felt a tugging on the fabric of her white and cold costume, glancing down toward Ottero as the little duck looked at her curiously. “We’re going to get going in a moment I just wanna make sure I have the rules straightened out in my head first.” She informed simply before looking back at the rule’s sign, Quaxly still holding onto her costume a little bit as he waited. [break][break]

As she stood, Sprig looked over her costume himself, tilting his head or doing the Poliwag equivalent of doing so as he did. Gwen wore a striped black and white shirt, and a white jacket tucked into a white skirt with a black belt. The sleeves of her jacket ended with large, gold cuffs and both her jacket and skirt had gold trim along the edges. Over her jacket, sat a short cape that matched the white and gold theme of her jacket and skirt, and includes decorative, gold accents with red jewels on each shoulder and a high collar fastened with a red jewel. Her legs and feet were closed in black tights and brown boots, and a pair of gold earrings with red, teardrop-shaped jewels hanging from each ear. The costume, elegant in looks was authentic, or as authentic as her very wealthy family were capable of getting her which she had taken advantage of: Who was she to deny her great uncle’s insistence that hse use real Jewels? Though she had opted for cheaper but still real gems in the outfit- figuring she could probably wear most of these items as regular wear at some point or another. [break][break]

Deciding she ahd spent long enough reading over the rules and admiring the berry maze from outside the girl moved, prop mage’s staff gripped tightly in her right hand and a brown briefcase she intended to use as storage for anything she might find held in her left, Ottero walking slightly in front while Sprig’s own head was on a swivel as they moved through the maze, looking at the corn maze walls and all of the berries within. “This is gonna be so fun I can’t wait!” The Shiny Poliwag chirped excitedly as he walked along, the same green of joy in his own eyes as was in his Trainers. [break][break]

Ottero for his part remained silent, the Quaxly more on edge then either of his traveling companions as he moved along with them: Anko was safe, wasn’t here and that was okay but.. but Gwen still needed to be kept safe didn’t she? She could see sure but not nearly as well as he could so then it was up to him to keep her safe! [break][break]

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The girl in the pic is Gwen’s Costume

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[Persian]

The wonders of the maze offered themselves up quite readily to the out-of-place elf and her aquatic companions. These wonders included faintly glowing eyes deep within the bushes, only given away by the occasion tripping hazard of a previously rug-covered electrical line; the a ghostly sheet filled with half-deflated balloons, tethered to a shrub so as to give the perfect illusion of some malevolent being moving and waiting for a victim; and, the traitorous, motion activated recordings young children wailing and indeterminate beasts snarling.

All of this complicated the maze and would make the journey to its heart all the more frightful. But, at the moment, a simple problem presented itself to Gwen and her party: the first split in the path. One might describe this path as going northward and that one as going eastward or some other description befitting someone used to telling direction by sky and sun-made shadow, but for this visitor, the choice was simpler.

Make a choice.

Right or left?

[Gwen Sanchez]

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The white and gold clad girl walked along, the soles of her brown boots tapping lightly against the grassy ground below, occasionally lifting further or pausing as she worked her way around any stray ground-laied wires. She needed to be more careful where she walked it seemed: Oh well, nothing new there. The child’s green contact eyes floated toward the partially deflated ghost sheet covered balloons, eyes sparkling at the sight of the cheesy yet obviously well planned bits of the maze: There was nothing wrong with cheesy things after all. [break][break]

The trio pulled to a stop where the pathway split, Gwen placing the butt of her staff against the ground below as she looked between the two directions, lifting her hand up and pointing toward them. Slender and small finger pointing left, then right then left then right. “Which way to goooo.” The small fifteen year old drawled as she looked between the pathways before making her choice. [break][break]

Picking the brown briefcase back up into her left hand the girl nodded her head. “Okay let’s go Left shall we?” She asked, both Pokemon nodding but otherwise keeping silent as they moved. [break][break]

Gwen is taking the LEFT path [break][break]

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[Persian]

The left path led to a burnt-out path. Occa berries were intertwined in their shrub’s remaining, hardy wood, far out of reach. The tangle of branches and trucks was thick enough to obscure sight of other paths. Ash lined this path along with debris. Nothing was currently on fire and whatever glowing coals on the ground could quickly be discovered as electronics.

Speaking of which… A distinct whirring sound could be heard, along with the scraping of metal. Blocking off the path back appeared suddenly a massive monster!! Giving a very convincing roar, it stared down at Gwen and her water types.

The charred path ahead awaited them!! How to handle this monster?! Ryu, for one, couldn’t wait to see!

A MONSTER APPEARS!!

 

RYU as MECHA TYRANITAR

[Gwen Sanchez]

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The small fifteen year old walked along the pathway, absently twitching the staff in her hand as she moved and grateful for it’s quality and durability: she still hoped she didn’t have to hit anything with it though. Ottero and Sprig walked along with her, sprig’s rounded form on a practical swivel of motion as the trio moved along. “This place looks so cool doesn’t it? I bet it took a reeeally long time to get everything together and put it all up! Wonder what else they have in here?” The tadpole Pokemon rambled on, voice carrying the pure joy he held at being here. [break][break]

Ottero cast his companion a glance, nodding slightly though still trying to keep himself from breaking his focus on guarding and watching over his trainer in place of watching over Anko. “Yeah, pretty cool I guess but keep vigilant.” the duck added, chiding the tadpole seconds after starting to speak. Sprig only let out a huff of frustration as he rolled his eyes. “Maybe youuuu should have a little fun once in a while.” The Poliwag snipped back, drawing out the word You as he did to emphasize his point. Gwen simply side eyed her Pokemon as the group carried on down the left path, ultimately deciding to let the two just talk amongst themselves for the moment while she focused more on the maze itself. [break][break]

The girl’s light forest green contact eyes scanned the burnt out section she had stumbled her way into, gaze tracing the Occa Berries well out of her reach and briefly she grieved the ones that had been burned down the ones in reach: such a waste I hope they picked them before setting any of this up. she bemoaned inwardly, pausing for a moment upon spotting a few still burning coals on the ground. Carefully the girl stepped up to one, kneeling down and inspecting it where it lay. Electronic hm? Clever. At least they’re not running a real fire here though I think if they wanted to they’d just need some Pokemon on standby or something in case something went wrong. Gwen conceded before rising back to full height- as minuscule as it was. Ottero and Sprig blinking curiously at her before their own attention was shifted toward something else. [break][break]

The telltale sound of something whirring drew the attention of the group before something appeared, it’s form sleek and monstrous with large claws. The Mecha Tyranitar loomed over the group, staring them down and blocking the path they had come from: Gwen’s eyes lit up with glee at the sight of the thing and without hesitation she reached into a pocket on her skirt had whipped out her cellphone, flipping opening the Camera app and taking about six rapidfire pictures. “So cool!” She blurted excitedly, doing all she could to resist bouncing up and down in place.

Ottero stiffened at the sight of a Pokemon he could never face, could never hope to win against as he believed this thing really was a Tyranitar and not something in a mechanical suit. Sprig’s own eyes lit with joy at the sight, an adventurous spark alight in his large deep blue orbs. “So cool… but we should probably run maybe?” The boy asked hesitantly though his Trainer didn’t seem to be doing anything now that she’d slipped her phone back into her pocket. Mouth moving to mutter repeatedly “it’s so cool it’s so cool it’s so cool I want one….” As she stood in fangirlish shock. This, this was why she loved halloween it always lead to such great scares and surprises and seeing creepy or deadly things right up close! [break][break]

At Sprig’s suggestion Ottero nodded, the Quaxly quickly grabbing the girl’s prop staff, still held tightly in her hands and beginning to try and -semi successfully- drag her off toward the burned out pathway they could still go, the girl’s gaze firmly set on the machine monster as she was forced away at an admittedly slow pace.[break][break]

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Gwen loves this, Pokemon are concerned

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[Persian]

She was taking pictures…? Inside the suit, Ryu cocked his head. He was caught between amusement and exasperation. He supposed all the hard effort everyone put into getting him this costume ought to be appreciated, but he had a job to do for the maze’s sake! His part of it couldn’t go off if his “victims” (participants) were busy admiring all of that handiwork!

Oh well. At least they finally got to running once they’d had their fill of pictures. The dragonite-in-disguise got back to his duties, rushing after them in the Mecha Tyranitar suit. … Well, rushing was an exaggeration. He was making sure to stomp loudly. That’d hopefully add to the atmosphere both for his current playmate and for anyone else nearby who could hear. The scares had to go on!

As for the path Gwen and her water types were taking, the electronic embers would change along the way. Clear vision wasn’t necessary here, just the capacity to pick up colors to appreciate the changes. First, she’d be dragged through a red zone, then an orange zone, then a white zone. In each of these places, the electronic embers would be set to that color, standing out starkly among the ash. A final red zone would await before the path split three ways.

The first path had embers lit up in red. The second path had embers lit up in orange. And, the final path had embers lit up in white.

The Mecha Tyranitar was on their heels, though! Which path to take?

Red, Orange, or White?

 

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She didn’t wanna leave the thing yet, she wanted to keep looking at the metallic Tyranitar, but alas her Pokemon were forcing her away. Maybe she could ask about it when everything was said and done? That might be fun to do, find whoever set this up and ask about the costumes and what they’d done for prep. They had done a really good job after all. [break][break]

Sprig and Ottero forced the girl to move away from the mechanical beast they didn’t know what a different Pokemon in costume, Ottero letting out a scream of terror at the sight. “There is no WAY we can take that thing on!” Sprig called to his companion, Ottero unable to think to do more then simply nod his head in agreement as they moved. [break][break]

Finally the trio of elf dressed girl and Pokemon had begun to run, the small teenager pulled along by her Quaxly down the Burnt out pathway available for them. The girl glanced back every so often at the mechanical monster, it’s stomps radiating loudly in the girl’s ears as she rushed along with her Pokemon, letting out a string of excited giggles as she ran, a half scream of excitement exiting her throat. “This is gonna be awesome! I love this already!” She called out eagerly as she ran, left hand clutching the handle of the brown briefcase she had brought for collection of whatever might be collected. [break][break]

The false Tyranitar followed them, loud roars echoing through the maze to blend in with the rest of the background noise she had managed to tune out so far, the roars not at all able to be tuned out. As the girl ran her eyes found the coloured lights, the false embers of Orange, Red and White. It looked pretty, the colours a stark brightness against the darkness of the rest of the maze and the night’s sky overhead. [break][break]

The trio pulled to an abrupt stop for only a second as the girl took in what was before her, the pathway splitting into three sections, one an orange lit path, one white and one red: It’s coming closer we need to pick uuuuuuum! her mind screamed in exhilaration and fright as her head swivelled between the three directions before finally deciding to bolt down the White lighted pathway. [break][break]

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White Path please

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As the party of three traveled down the white path, it got narrower! There wasn’t any ash here, either. Huh, odd… It would be so narrow, in fact, that they’d need to travel one at a time in a row. The sounds of the Mecha Tyranitar were long left behind. In fact, Ryu’s very good acting have gotten softer and softer until they came to a curve. The path would continue along this curve…

Until it came back out in the final red zone before the path split again. The path Gwen and her pokemon had come from would close back up, clearly the work of some pokemon on staff for the maze knitting it back together with grassy capabilities. The Mecha Tyranitar remained waiting patiently.

Try number two to pick the right path. He looked behind him. The path had begun with red embers, then orange, then white, and now back to red embers before the split in the path. After looking, he raised his suit covered hands, ready to give chase once more.

Red, Orange, or White?

 

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The trio moved through the white Embered pathway, Gwen glancing around quickly and taking not that there seemed to be no ashes here; maybe they didn’t bother to put any in? She didn’t know but whatever the case it seemed that the mecha Tyranitar was still following- to a certain point. [break][break] The mechanical monster that was just a dragonite in a costume unbeknownst to the two water types, had stopped following as the path narrowed around them, forcing the trio to walk one in front of the other. Ottero lead the way, careful to keep Gwen in between himself and Sprig so that he could get to the girl should something happen: Sprig followed behind though he very much wished he could be in front instead. [break][break] The path split once more as the way behind them sealed up once more, no doubt by something with grass powers, some sort of grass type or another. Gwen looked around quickly as she thought about the pathways. White lead nowhere so…. “Orange it is!” She stated quickly, directing her Pokemon down the next pathway in hopes of something interesting happening and in order to escape the awaiting Mecha Tyranitar. [break][break]

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