everybody's waiting for the next surprise [Halloween Event: Begin]

[dustless]

Mist snakes its way through the castle halls, reaching even the gardens where the sun should banish it--but it could not even if it were day.

It is midnight.

The leaves are rustling, the wind is whispering, the moon is full and large and glaring orange through every open window. Everything has a chill. Not all, but some of the trees lose their green, disappearing into oranges and reds and browns, and many simply lose them altogether, bare branches scratching against the sky.

The mist keeps going, darker than clouds yet lighter than smoke. It creeps around the beings there, encircling them, sinking within--and then it is gone. Anyone awake to have witnessed it will find no evidence of anything unusual, and everyone asleep will feel normal...

...at first.

This will not last.

Frisk wakes just before dawn. No nightmare this time, even if they don't feel all that much more rested.

They get up and start their wandering through the halls. They itch. Their back hurts, and jaw hurts, and head hurts, and feet hurt. Or maybe ache's a better word, it's not that bad...maybe they did have a nightmare and thrashed around, but forgot when they woke up?

And that's when their back explodes into even worse itching and it feels like their skin's sloughing off and--then they're fine. They're fine. Except they feel the skin still--except it's not skin, because they can see it from the corner of their eye.

It's wings.

Throughout that first day, they're still walking around--they can't sit still, there's fire under their skin that keeps them moving, but they change and keep changing until they don't look much like themselves at all. Seems they're a demon now.

Maybe they should be afraid of this--and they are a little worried, yeah, but mostly they want to figure out how to use these brand-new wings.

//Event time! Characters are transformed into whatever you want them to be--but of course, if someone wants their character(s) to stay the same, that's fine! Even moreso, if you want to but just don't want them to be stuck in another form through the whole month, you can always just delay their transformation for a while.

If they do change, though, they're stuck that way until Halloween is over!

Have fun with the chaos, everybody!

[intro] "winter is coming" jokes have arrived

[starksurvivor]

( “Cut.” )

[a]

Dead or not, she has to find something to eat. Happily, it doesn’t seem that she’s going to have to dig up worms or eat bark. There’s plenty of fruit overhead. Carefully setting down her small arsenal of weaponry beside Nymeria and kicking off her boots, Arya hops nimbly up and catches the lowest branch, then shimmies up into the tree. She’s not the climber that Bran was once, but she’s quick and surefooted despite her missing toes. Any passersby might see her scrambling up and down the tree, a pouch fashioned with the front of her tunic to carry apples down in.

Or they might notice the sheer size of the wolf watching her owner's climb. Nymeria is easily the size of a small horse. Despite her size, though, the wolf looks extremely relaxed, if mildly interested in what Arya is up to in the tree.

[b]

Once she’s eaten something, it’s off to explore the castle. And the more she does so, the less she’s so certain that she’s dead. How anything like this is possible, she has no idea, but fact remains, this is either the stupidest afterlife ever or it’s no afterlife at all.

After nightfall, Arya and Nymeria can be found in the throne room, giving the trio of thrones skeptical looks. Definitely not as impressive as the Iron Throne. Although probably infinitely more comfortable.

Don’t mind Arya as she puts her shoulder to one and shoves it over, just to make a point (to no one in particular).

Stupid kings and queens.

[halloween event] seems these two got the good end of the stick

[mercybutton]

When Frisk wakes up, it's with extra weight on their head and... the feeling of extra bones and extra skin. Fur. Fur and more legs and a significant lack of toes and also their sweater is missing, because they can feel the wind on their arms.

They jolt upwards from the spot they've settled in the forest, and spend several minutes balancing the new weight--their neck muscles must have strengthened, because despite what must be at least an extra five pounds of solid something, they can swivel around their head as if it's been this way all their life.

Frisk tries to stand up. Legs. Four of them. And they feel... weird.

It doesn't take long for them to figure out they've got a new set of limbs, that their spine has extended, that they've become something like a centaur. It takes Flowey (who's turned into something with three faces, judging by the sound)to tell them they look like a deer.

The second they stand up, a hoof(?????) kicks something on the ground, and suddenly, they see. Darkness has lit up with lines of white that outline their surroundings in a... very odd way, outlining silhouettes in the form that makes it nigh impossible to pick out details, especially since that bush looks like it's part of the tree, but it's more than they've had in a long, long time.

Frisk picks up the staff of crescent metal with the lantern at the end that lights up their new sight, and they walk.

And once they get used to having four legs, they run. Laughing. Without fear of running into something, without fear of falling off of something, without fear. And the blue fire that burns in their lantern and between their giant antlers sparks a trail of orange smoke as they go.




When he wakes up, he can... feel. A body. He has a body.
And he... sees. With three faces. He has three faces and three mouths and six eyes, what--what the hell? If he turns hard enough he can look himself in the face. (And spends the next half hour making faces at himself.)

Then he looks down, and sees legs. Stubby little clawed legs, but legs. He may not have arms, but he has legs! Glorious legs--he doesn't need to be carried anymore, and no solid stone foundation can stop him.

Frisk wakes up and they're confused, Flowey makes a snide remark about deer after watching them fumble around. He talks about having legs now and trips five times. Frisk finds something he's never seen before and almost immediately take off with that weird bobby deer tail bouncing behind them.

He almost immediately runs into the castle to terrorize the ballroom, eating sweets as he pleases. Someone stop him from spitting frosting-covered jewelry everywhere.

[Halloween event/October catch-all] I'll be wonderful, do just what I'm told

[ojisankink]

A: Before his transformation, at any point from Toshi's arrival on

It's been a rough few days. And when things get rough, Barnaby usually is a little hard to pin down. He flits from place to place quickly and unpredictably. Usual haunts like the library, a pleasant spot to read, or the kitchens are still good chances to find him, but he goes everywhere and everywhere. Some days he spends holed up in his room, not feeling up to moving. Some days he gets as far from the castle as possible, heading deep into the forest just to sit and think. Chances are if there's somewhere for him to go, he'll go there at some point.

He does seem to relax at least slightly when he sorts things out with Toshi, at least. Then he's more inclined to spend time out in the open, relaxing in the sunlight and reading a good book.

...He might even be found in the ballroom, sneaking a sweet or two when he thinks no one is looking. Kotetsu is not going to call him a chubby bunny.

( B: memory prompt. Warnings for emotional abuse, neglect. )

( C: and the transformation begins! Warning for body horror, mind control sort of??? )

[Halloween Event]

[pleasereset]

Somewhere in the castle, there's a panicked voice calling out.

"S-someone help!"

There doesn't seem to be anything particularly wrong with Asriel at first, though it's alarming that he's currently sprawled out on the floor and laying on his stomach. But the bottom half of him?

It's definitely a very long, fish tail. The tail flops behind him, but Asriel doesn't look like he's making any progress going anywhere. Not while he's on land, anyway.