Ivan Karelin // Origami Cyclone (
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Halloween Hijinks with LinLinBunny!
[ It's Halloween, late afternoon when the heroes are done with training for the day. Pao-Lin came up with the idea to get those yummy pudding cups and invited Ivan to go with her. A monorail ride and a lift to the Silver Stage brings them to dessert bakery. They order their pudding to go and leave... only to have what Ivan can only call a flash Halloween party.
A once empty street near the station instantly becomes a bustling festival of all things Halloween. Everyone is wearing a costume. Music is playing. Decorations are placed everywhere. Chairs and mirrors are set up to help do Halloween makeup, and there is a winding haunted "house" (given that it's not inside anything) with no noticeable entrance or exit. Water balloons filled with fake blood are present. This is the kind of thing that would end up YouTube.
The party goers have managed to shut down all public transportation to and from this area. Pao-Lin and Ivan are stranded among a increasingly enthusiastic and rowdy crowd. And who knows if any NEXTs are around to create a little more Halloween atmosphere?
Ivan's not in a costume, but he wears worry all over his face. ]
... I think we're in trouble...
A once empty street near the station instantly becomes a bustling festival of all things Halloween. Everyone is wearing a costume. Music is playing. Decorations are placed everywhere. Chairs and mirrors are set up to help do Halloween makeup, and there is a winding haunted "house" (given that it's not inside anything) with no noticeable entrance or exit. Water balloons filled with fake blood are present. This is the kind of thing that would end up YouTube.
The party goers have managed to shut down all public transportation to and from this area. Pao-Lin and Ivan are stranded among a increasingly enthusiastic and rowdy crowd. And who knows if any NEXTs are around to create a little more Halloween atmosphere?
Ivan's not in a costume, but he wears worry all over his face. ]
... I think we're in trouble...
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...maybe we could just wait and see if it disappears?
[It could just be a really damn good illusory NEXT power. I mean, check out those candy apples over there! Don't they look delicious?]
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[ Except fate has other plans in store. A random costumed citizen thinks that Ivan doesn't fit in with the new festivities of this street. He reaches into his bag and throws something at Ivan, hitting him in the chest. It bursts, wet and slightly sticky and red. Very red. Then the "attacker" runs, cackling the whole way and feeling proud of a job well done. ]
H-Hey!
[ Wait and see may not be a good idea. Now he's all wet with fake blood and looking like someone shot him. At least the pudding is safe? His cell phone too, thankfully. ]
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I'll, um, go get some napkins from inside. Hang on!
[And sure enough she'll return in a bit dual-wielding fistfuls of napkins. No doubt the bakery owners are giving her weird looks right now, but oh well.]
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Um, thanks...
[ Ivan takes the napkins from Pao-Lin. They help wick away some of the liquid but make the design on Ivan's shirt even worse, spreading it out further. Soon, they are too soggy to do anything else but stand in for more Halloween gore. (There is a zombie eyeing his bloody pulp with interest. Ivan holds out his hand to have the soiled napkins snatched away.) ]
Do you think this is one of those times Barnaby wanted us to call for help?
[ He asks that, but he's not even waiting for an answer. Finding Barnaby's cell phone number, he calls and hopes his kouhai is available and not otherwise occupied. It's his birthday after all... ]
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What could Ivan want with him at this time of the day? ]
Ivan? What is it?
[ He's not really sure what to say... ]
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[ Now that Barnaby is on the phone, Ivan finds himself at a loss for words. How does he even begin to describe what just sprung up out of nowhere? ]
Remember at the Bunny Cafe when you told us--me and Pao-Lin--to call if we ever got into trouble?
[ That's still not explaining much. Ivan yelps as a someone rattles a sheet of metal to make thunder noises. It's followed by an eerie gong. ]
... Um, I think now is becoming one of those moments. We're by that pudding restaurant, and everything's gone crazy.
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Someone threw a balloon full of blood at Ivan! Well, it was fake blood, but...
[Barnaby may or may not hear her clearly. She's not far from Ivan, but she's not standing right next to him, either. Certainly the commotion around them isn't going to help audibility issues.]
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[ Sigh. He really only needs to hear that one word in order to be able to imagine the kind of chaos that these two have likely gotten themselves into. That said, he’s going to do himself a favour and start looking for his car keys now. ]
How did you manage to get yourselves into such a situation?
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We... walked out of the pudding place... and the whole street started turning into a haunted house or-or I don't know! I don't remember hearing about an event here.
[ They weren't looking for trouble, honest! They just wanted pudding. ]
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[But that fake blood looked real enough. Unless this is some god-tier illusory stuff they're dealing with.]