#open starter?

[therxtking]

"Okay but COLOR I need to know what fucking COLORS - Red is so risky with my natural color pallet and blue would be so so matchy matchy but literally everything else is STUPID especially since I'd be dressing so far out of the theme- Be honest is the whole thing stupid? It's stupid I need to get something else this is so bad- I feel like I'm gonna throw up, I physically can't do that but I'm gonna- I'm shaking I'm literally shaking I'm so scared right now I need to fake my death again but make it count-"

It's not even about the clothes, is it?

[radiostarsz]

"When marimba rytms start to play"

"Dance with me, make me sway. " The music was flowing around him as he slowly twirled the microphone. Alastor's voice was so smooth as he sang, his left fingers moved at the beat "Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more..."

[elisethetraveller]

Your muse meets a pale child wandering the street. Her face is strangely familiar, if a little rounder, but without the lines of age and scars it usually has.

What do they do?

[technopathicredhead]

"Having no internet for two days was the scariest part of my halloween this year. What was yours?"

[ftsxenoverse]

Sabs is dressed up in a onesie outfit that has a wolf hood on for Halloween. "Awwoooo!" She fake howled. "Time to party!!"

[tarnishedhalo]

You Have The Right....

Anonymously or not...send me an ask with the name of a muse and a dollar amount. Andy will then arrive to apprehend said muse in full cuffs and "detain" them until they've made their bail. They will be allowed to "call" other muses to arrange for the specified "bail." All "money" collected will then be donated to a charity of one's choice {which can be specified in the ask}

[scareqrowbranwen]

"Good riddance To all the thieves To all the fools that stifled me They've come and gone And passed me by Good riddance To all"

[mantleoflight]

Echo is having an epiphany moment and is expressing it as any hunter might do.

With an excited yell, the Exo hunter leapt out of the bushes, arms flung wide.

“GUYS! I KNOW HOW TO SAVE THE DREAMING CITY!!!”

[glitteringxchaos]

“It’s snowing! That means it’s time for cocoa! Anyone else want some Unicorn Cocoa? I can make more! Oh...wait...does it need more sprinkles?”

[alwaysxinxtrouble]

"Well den..."

[gerudospiriit]

" Maybe I'll work on my dance skills for the upcoming festival. I know it doesn't matter, really, but it would give me a new challenge to break up the monotony a little... "

[bravelywego]

The Red Mage sighed.

"Okay, but seriously? Geist needs an outfit change. I know his reputation is The Bloody, but imagine how much more menacing he'd look in some kind of gothic-themed outfit or something like that! He's a literal Exorcist, it would work for him!"

[half-bloodhades-spawn]

Vibe rn

[therxtking]

Gordon's not in bed like he should be. He made the treck all the way to the surface to travel far on the outside of the valley and now lumbers over old volcanic rock and dry brittle plant life like a brear. Or a big cat. One of those things with a lightness to it's step almost like a horse. Summoned by rumors of an approaching evil afoot. As king, it was his duty to investigate. His nose works perfect as always... There were humans a good thirty miles away... Too close for his opinion... He sniffs the ground, old dried blood in the earth still detectible by nose. A pronghorn buck. Humans had taken it down. Skinned and butchered right here and not a thing but the week old smell left behind.

His ears swivel to pin and perk back and forth, hackles raising and low quiet rumbles lacing the hot puffs of breath through his nose. Standing within eight feet of him gets a warning wave of his tail. Five earns a lifted hind leg, it thumps the ground angrily with a louder snort, threatening to kick. In his injured state, he's more ready to defend himself.

[ghostlyvisage]

Nightmares and Reality

//as the tittle says this is a nightmare, so it does contain blood(energon I guess if your getting technical), mild gore? and general unpleasantness.

He was running, peds slamming down on the hard surface as he turned a corners. Slamming into a wall before scrambling to keep going. His vents were hard, he didn’t know how long he had been running like this. But he couldn’t stop, couldn’t take a break-

The thing crashed against the wall behind him and went through it, screeching in anger as it lost it’s prey once again.

The hunter becoming the hunted, a song and dance Ghostspire was familiar with. Plating scraped and dented, ducking around another corner as jets screamed overhead. Vos was never quiet, engines always rumbling and roaring overhead. The alleyways echoing with noise and angry screeching of the beast trying to get him.

He slammed into a wall, a dead end. Backing up slowly and looking up, points he could climb and get out-

The screech sounded right behind him and he looked, the sparkeater glaring at him with bright violet optics. Angry, begging for energon, hungry-

Hungry for his energon and spark.

“Starfall!” Skyfall’s voice cried out and his helm snapped up. The sky colored mech was a stark difference to the pitch black sky. “Hurry!” A sky blue servo reached out, extended as he leaned over, wings spread wide and angled low in fear/worry.

Starfall climbed, claws digging into pockmarked building and on railings, launching himself up. The beast screeched behind him, scrambling after him to try and get him. Not willing to release its pray so soon.

Servos slammed together, and Skyfall hauled him up and over, to the top of the building. And Starfall crashed into him, venting and gasping, trembling in fear. And for a moment, Skyfall held him, holding him close as he did when they were younger.

Slowly, painfully slowly, Starfall pulled back, and looked around at the buildings. They were towering over the clouds, and wind screaming around him. His frame howling with it and he opened his mouth to speak, turning to his hunched over brother.

“Sky? Sky whats wrong?” Servo reached out to touch blue plating, golden optics wide with worry and fear-

And the sparkeater turned and slashed at him, lunching and snapping its jaws. And Starfall screamed, backing up and throwing his servos up and over his face as the ground came out from under them.

And they fell, claws tearing at his chassis, clawing away the armour, showing that golden-violet spark. Screaming as claws buried deep into him and jaws snapped closed around his neck-

Rocketing up from his berth with a terrified scream, claws swiping as something unseen in front of him. Tears streaming down his face as he trembled, vents heaving as he stared out at nothing. Energon coated his claws and chassis, golden optics swirling with violet as the confusion and realization caught up to him.

It was just a nightmare, just an awful dream. Vents slowing only slightly as he tried to wipe the tears, pulling away when his servo was wet and sticky.

He stared down at it, then slowly down at himself. His chassis had deep claw marks running through it, deep enough where if he really looked he could see the fluttering sparklight of his spark. Registering the stinging in his neck and pressing a servo against it, barely having missed a main line in his thrashing and clawing.

He needed to get up, get cleaned up…

Slowly he curled up more, a soft sob leaving him as old wounds were torn open. Staring at the wall and willing things to go away, willing for this to be just another twisted nightmare. And slowly forcing himself to sit up, off the berth, and wobble his way to the washrack.

[sithisms]

"Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me."