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| The Art of Kid-Scaring; TAG:Network, Jeb | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 31 2010, 03:18 AM (318 Views) | |
| Alyson Hart | Oct 31 2010, 03:18 AM Post #1 |
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October 31st 6:30 PM Halloween, it was such a spectacular holiday in Alyson's eyes. It had always been one of her favorites. Last year, she just stayed in and watched a bunch of scary movies with some of the other students that had decided not to go trick or treating or just out in general. Alyson was glad that they hadn't, because then she wouldn't have had to sit there all on her lonesome, a sixteen year old girl, and watch horror flicks. She didn't think she could do that.. She would probably have peed herself, because of paranoia making her think that they were rule. And at the school. Alyson's favorite horror movie, though, had always been one of the ones that was more realistic. The Scream series. And in tribute to the fact that there would soon be a fourth film in the franchise released, Alyson dressed up as Ghostface - the guise of the film series' multiple antagonists. Her costume was completed with the robe of the killer, black boots, a pure white ghost face mask, and a knife that emulated being bloody. This was going to be a fun night. Alyson had everything planned - she was going to go into Salem Center, and scare the little children that were trick or treating. It was flawless. She had recruited two other students - Sarah "Network" Vale, and Jeb Guthrie. Jeb was known as a prankster while Sarah, really wasn't. But the two would surely teach her how to be before the night was over.. Alyson just wasn't sure if she would scare any kids wearing a skanky Wednesday Addams costume. The most likely thing was, some guys would try to pick her up. That would be funny... And that was kind of what Alyson wanted to see happen, just for a bit of a giggle. She knew it was wrong, but who wouldn't giggle at something like that? She was looking for a normal costume, and... She didn't succeed. Now, it was around six thirty and the trio were in town. The excuse that Alyson had come up with was that they were going to go trick or treating.. Which wasn't entirely a lie. Alyson did have some plans to go trick or treating, she just didn't know when she would get around to it.. She knew that the kid scaring came first, because that was the funner part of things. Along with her costume, she had a voice emulator that could make her voice sound like the one that all the Ghost Face's from the movies had. "Hello, children..." She grinned behind her mask, her voice threatening, as she raised the fake knife. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" The children shrieked out in horror as they began to run, bringing a bit of a smile to the brunette's face. This was one of her favorite pass times, around Halloween anyway. |
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| Sarah Vale | Nov 1 2010, 08:39 PM Post #2 |
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With Halloween coming up so fast, Network had dug out one of her biggest loves – The Addams Family. Not the campy movies, but the original television show. She had loved it since the first time she saw it, and her parents had given her the boxed set of all the episodes years ago. Even though Sarah hadn’t been trick or treating in years, when Alyson had come to her with the mention of it, she had jumped at the chance. And since Aly had caught her watching the DVDs of her favorite show, she had insisted on helping Sarah find a Wednesday costume. At first, they found a normal one – but even Network had to admit that it was awful. More pilgrim than Wednesday. Unfortunately, the only other one was…Well, not really Sarah’s usual taste. A short black skirt, silver buttons at the waistband, which fortunately didn’t show her ass underneath, since she was short. The top cut off at her belly button, and was low enough that the white collar made her chest look bigger than it really was. The long sleeves were a saving grace, keeping her arms warm. The sides were lined in silver studs, a thin chain linking two of them. She had added black and white stripes stockings, and her shoes were simply Mary Jane style, with white skulls painted across the heel. Her long, dark hair had been pulled into two smooth braids at either side of her head. A black studded belt was added, wrapping twice around her slim waist. It took a bit of convincing to get her into that costume, but Alyson did it. And then, Sarah was told the secret plan for the night – scaring kids. Network almost backed out, and it was a close call. Instead, Sarah tried to spook up her costume, in the hopes of fitting in. Pale white makeup was applied to her face, chest, and throat, paling her already light skin considerably. Black eyeliner was applied heavily, and her lips painted dark red, a bit of blood darkening one of her braids. Her purse was a backpack, one that was a collector’s item, which was part of her small collection of Addams Family memorabilia. It was Wednesday’s headless doll, Marie Antoinette. In one hand, she carried a large bloody knife. So here she was, feeling a bit too revealed, following Alyson as a quiet shadow, trying her hardest not to stick out like a sore thumb. Sarah watched as the children ran screaming – only to nearly bump into her. Narrowing her eyes, she made to say something…Only to jump as the kids shrieked and ran again, startling her. Looking at Aly accusingly, she crossed her arms over her chest, resting the knife on her shoulder. “…I feel like an idiot, Aly.” Sarah was nothing if not conservative, shy, and a bit of a nerd. This outgoing attempt to scare people, dressed so scantily…It just wasn’t Sarah. And even the idea that, on Halloween, you can be someone other than yourself didn’t help make Sarah more comfortable with this. Maybe if she were wearing a mask. Then again, with the heavy makeup, she really didn’t look like herself. The good news was, with her powers, there was no chance of embarrassing pictures of this showing up on Facebook. |
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| Jeb Guthrie | Nov 4 2010, 01:48 AM Post #3 |
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When you live your life on a secluded farm in the middle of nowhere it is hard to be an average joe American. One such trait that would classify one as an average joe, would be the celebration of Halloween in which kids went out trick or treating. Something that Jeb had never had the fullest experience in, living so far from other people. That was not too say he could not get into Halloween though. What was more fun than dressing like an idiot and bumming candy of strangers? Well. A lot of things actually, but that wasn’t really he point he was getting at. Jeb’s idiotic look of the night was a tribute to one of his favorite episodes of that old Goosebumps show he used to watch everyday after school. So what better way to celebrate Halloween than in a mummy costume, complete with rotting flesh makeup and excessive amounts of corn syrup blood. It was all the rage in any Egyptian tomb. Needless to say, he was pretty proud of himself for making the entire getup himself out of gauze he pilfered from the infirmary. Plans for Halloween this year were pretty last minute on Jeb’s behalf. He had originally just planned on chilling around the school for the night, until two pretty females asked him if he would like to join them for children scaring and trick or treating. Alyson had barely finished her sentence when Jeb had agreed to come along, enticed with the thought of scaring kids with a couple cool cats. On their way over Jeb had taken the liberty of using his ‘mack cartography skillz’ to draw up a map of North Salem for Ultimate Halloween Awesome, as Jeb put it. Except he drew the map from memory so it didn’t actually look anything like the town. Not to mention the fact that it also appeared to be drawn by a four year old by the scribbling caused by the moving of the vehicle he had come in. “Ok, we are gonna hit the third district, they have all the good candy. Kids are likely to be there too, but Ah forgot eggs so- oh… wait…Ah think this thing is upside down.” Jeb turned the map over once trying to figure out what he was looking at, then over again and once more unable to make heads or tails of his own scrawl. “Chico’s is before Walmart right?” He frowned talking to himself, unsure of what he had written. “Well we gotta go this way anyways.” Jeb said confidently now, convinced that even if his silly map were flawed, his unbeatable tracker senses would point them in the correct direction. “…I feel like an idiot, Aly.” “Hey you gotta get your head in the game, Halloween is not a time for self doubt. We have a job to do! We must fulfill our duty as rambunctious rabble-rousers and prove to every parent around that teenagers are just as rotten on Halloween as everyone says we are!” Ending the speech by throwing his map into the air and marching off, chest puffed up and dragging several stray bandages behind him. Turning one last time he shouted at his two counterparts, “All right guys you all remember your training- LETS DO THIS!” |
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| Alyson Hart | Nov 5 2010, 06:25 PM Post #4 |
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Alyson eyes Jeb through the mask, he was evidently having trouble getting around the map that he himself had scribbled up. The teenager blinked her eyes and suppressed a giggle. "You know, Jeb.. I don't think we need a map." She said, her voice still concealed by the fake voice of Roger L. Jackson that echoed her words through the voice changer. "Yes, Chico's is before--- Okay. We have to go that way anyway then, so stop stressing over if Chico's is before Walmart!" Alyson said, the voice was getting kind of odd in normal conversation instead of simple threats or something of the sort. Alyson blinked her eyes as she looked towards Network, she frowned behind the mask. "You might feel stupid, but you're fine." She said, shortly before Jeb could get his two sense into the matter. "Rabble-Rousers?" The brunette mumbled to herself as she eyed Jeb. Did he really just say that? Alyson couldn't suppress the giggle this time, it was going to come out even his she didn't want it to. "He-he,"Alyson giggled to herself and then looked back at Network before Jeb just began again, "tonight's a night of fun. Just enjoy yourself. You're the one that wanted to go as Wednesday, right? Thought so." Alyson said laughing to herself a bit. "It's not my fault that the costume looks like it was made for the street-walkers." Alyson blatantly commented shortly before Jeb ended his long winded speech - that had just ended a minute or so ago - with enough enthusiasm to go throughout all three of the teenagers for the night. "Training? What training - puberty?" Alyson commented, sarcastically. Seriously.. What was this training and why didn't she know of it? She shook the thought off and looked out towards the distance. Children were dressed up as multiple things, witches, vampire.. And the scariest of all, Edward Cullen. It was a scary night, indeed. "....I say we hit that group over there." Alyson said. Their thoughts were.. Outrageous. She knew exactly what they were saying, before they said it. They were only about eight or nine. Their parents had, already, taught them that being a mutant wasn't a good thing, before they could even get the chance to see if they were mutants. It was sad. Alyson felt for them.. She truly did, because one of those kids, was probably a mutant. |
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| Sarah Vale | Nov 7 2010, 03:43 AM Post #5 |
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Even after being at the school for a while, Sarah did not know all of the Guthrie’s. Sure, she knew of most of them, but only a few of them would she be able to name by sight. It was Aly’s idea to invite Jeb, and Sarah agreed readily, liking the idea of having more people involved. She’d admit that his costume gave her pause for a few moments, a bit freaked out at first. A few moments of staring led to more comfort, and she watched rather curiously as he drew in the car. It took until he mentioned a map for her to realize that the weird doodling was supposed to be a map. Confused, and ultimately amused by his antics once they were out of the car, Sarah tried not to laugh as the ‘mummy’ argued with the ‘Ghost face’. “Jeb…If we get lost, I’ll find out where we are from a GPS – a bunch of cars have them. So lose the map.” Network grinned at the lost boy, rolling her eyes at Alyson’s response. The blush she felt in her cheeks at Aly’s reaction to the costume was effectively hidden by the layer of white makeup, and she crossed her arms over her stomach self consciously. The knife was rested against her belt, and she arched her eyebrows high in surprise at Jeb’s encouragement. Hearing Aly’s mutter, Network hide a laugh behind one hand, glancing sideways at the other girl. “Yes. He did just say that.” It didn’t strike her as an odd thing to say…Although coming from someone in a bloody mummy costume that added to the humor factor. The sarcasm Aly spouted just made Sarah laugh harder, and she managed to loosen up a bit about her appearance – since Jeb’s antics seemed to be attracting more attention than her clothing. As a group of children was brought to her attention, Network glanced over, noting – much to her horror – a boy who was supposed to be Edward Cullen. Honestly, how…No, she didn’t even want to ask any questions about it. “Yeah, okay.” She may have been hesitant, but if Aly said this would be fun…She’d try. Tugging on one of her long braids, she rearranged her grip on the knife, before looking at Alyson again. “Uh…What do I do??” Did she jump out and shriek? Or just stand there? Network was clueless when it came to scaring people – more often than not, she was the one who ended up startled. Fortunately, Aly was apparently a pro at this, so Sarah automatically looked to her for guidance in this area. |
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| Jeb Guthrie | Nov 12 2010, 03:38 AM Post #6 |
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“No way man, see this is were you are wrong, it is not about getting lost or anythin’. It is about getting the most amount of candy. If Ah don’t get enough to have a sugar rush hangover, then we have failed the mission.” Jeb said, as straight faced as he could. It was hard to keep from laughing when you refer to trick or treating as ‘The Mission’. "....I say we hit that group over there." “Yes! That is a fine idea!” Jeb shouted out, louder than necessary, unable to control his tone as he was rather fired up at the idea of being out on Halloween night. Those kids were like Indiana Jones and Short Round, coming into his haunted pyramid to steal his treasures. Well those kids had it coming; no one was going to take this mummy’s riches. “Uh…What do I do??” “Huh. It’s easy, Ah personally like to keep it simple and go for the direct approach. Like so.” To demonstrate, Jeb walked casually over to the group of kids, very nonchalant, making no effort to conceal him self. Instead of hiding and sneaking up, he did just as he had earlier instructed and went direct. When he had made it just beside the group of kids, he stood for just a moment before cranking forward and yelling one syllable of nothing right at them. His scare attempt didn’t have the desired effect though. The kids who he had attempted to frighten, simply looked at him with their noses crinkled like he was some sort of loon. Instead of running off, one boy turned to his friend and bluntly told them to keep walking, as if Jeb were not there. “Wha- Well fine, you better run, or us big kids wil…kick your dog…or something…scary.” Calling to them as they walked away, paying him no heed but one princess who looked back, frowning at Jeb, un-amused. No surprise, Jeb couldn’t even take his own threats seriously half the time. He was too nice to mean any of the threats he said. A ‘nice little Guthrie boy’ as others so fondly put it. “The technique is in the delivery.” He replied turning back to his own friends with a grin. “It takes some time to master.” |
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