Halloween Event!

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Trick or Treat

It's that time again - time to gorge yourself full of sweets and candies. Of course, that means you have to trick or treat for it. It doesn't matter if you meant to trick or treat, because for some reason, you're doing it anyway. Actually, you've already knocked on the neighbor's door, and suddenly blurted out, "Trick or treat!" Whether you meant to or not.

And suddenly, you're in costume. Huh. You don't remember picking that to wear... Oh, and just in time for the person to answer the door and give you candy.

So have at it, trick or treaters! Or candy-givers alike.

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SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE

[callsdeath.livejournal.com]

Me?

[CACKLES.]

I am Jean Descole [WHOOSH FLINGING HIS CAPE], a scientist reaching for the very stars in the sky!

SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!?

[gditfoxdie.livejournal.com]

...Right.

[There's an awkward moment as he just outright stares at his feather boa... thing.]

Trick, then.

SNAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaaaAAAKE!!!

[callsdeath.livejournal.com]

[...What's that look for :|]

You don't have any treats?

[Wow. All he wanted was a crappy Tootsie Roll or something.]

Very well then! I'll have to give you a puzzle.

[DRAMATIC POINTING!]

Puzzle number zero-zero-one! Two bodies have I, though both joined in one, the longer I stand still, the faster I run. What am I?

[gditfoxdie.livejournal.com]

...

Hold on a second.

[Snake raises a hand to his ear, and it sounds like there's some mumbling (then some bickering), before he turns and answers.]

An hourglass.

[callsdeath.livejournal.com]

[Well that didn't look suspicious at all.]

...Were you cheating? On such a simple little rhyme?

[gditfoxdie.livejournal.com]

Of course not. I was thinking really hard.

[callsdeath.livejournal.com]

I could hear you talking to someone.

[B| Cheating won't get you any picarats, dude.]

[gditfoxdie.livejournal.com]

...No one else is here.

[Picarats? What are those? 8D]

But anyway. Here. For being a good sport.

[Snake reaches inside to grab something, holding out a Calorie Mate to Descole.]

[callsdeath.livejournal.com]

Hmph.

[Yeah whatever. Give him that!]

What is this? "Calorie Mate"...?

[That doesn't sound like candy. In fact, it sounds kind of gross.]

[gditfoxdie.livejournal.com]

Energy supplement. Better for you than that sugary candy stuff.

[He glances at his pile of boxes inside.]

...Although it is chocolate flavor.

[callsdeath.livejournal.com]

[...This guy is a freak.]

I suppose I should give it a try, then.

[Opens it, takes a bar, stares at it dubiously for a moment, then takes a bite.

...Ew.]

Ugh -- this isn't like candy at all!

[gditfoxdie.livejournal.com]

Well, it's good for you. Believe it or not.

[Shamelessly, Snake takes the bitten bar and takes his own bite out of it. (Don't want it to go to waste, now.) It's some tasty shit, man. ...When you're used to a soldier's conditions.]