MISCHIEF NIGHT

[indigo_league]

Who: All the Dark-types put your paws up!
Where: Anywhere and everywhere!
When: Sunset on Halloween Night to sunrise on November 1st!
Summary: MISCHIEF NIGHT MISCHIEF NIGHT
Rating: G-PG13
Log:


There’s a sour-sweet wind a-blowing this eve as the sun hangs low and red in the sky. The leaves have turned, windows glow like jack-o-lantern eyes, and the streets hum with the excitement that the night will bring. There’s no mysterious trees growing straight out of the concrete this year, and there’s a palpable sense of relief as those who were waiting with bated breath for the other shoe to fall finally set about hanging up last-minute decorations and picking the candy aisles at every PokeMart bare.

It is Halloween, and for the first time in a few years, it would seem nothing is going to get in the way of the holiday.

… At least, right up until the last sliver of sun dips below the horizon.

A flock of Murkrow explodes up from the woods around Violet City, cawing in excitement. On the Sevii Islands, Alolan Rattata pop out of their burrows with bright eyes and quivering noses. In the glens outside Celadon City, the Houndooms start to howl.

Almost as one, all Dark-type Pokemon, big and small, young and old, stop and lift their noses to the crisp breeze. Something ancient tingles in their bones. Oh, tonight...tonight is their night. However much they may love their trainer, something higher is calling them. Mischief! Adventure! CANDY!

It’s time!

Fast or slow, brazen or sneaky, the sunset is the signal for each and every Dark-type to break away from their trainers and run off into the night. To do what? Well what do you think, silly humans? You know what night it is!

Some fashion their own costumes and go door to door earning sweet treats alongside the excited children who are out in droves. Or perhaps they might pursue some more unconventional treat-seeking avenues -- sometimes one man’s trash is another mon’s treat!

But there’s more to Halloween than candy; others will develop a nasty streak and put the ‘trick’ in ‘trick or treat’, upsetting outdoor decorations, frighten childrening and little old ladies, or even pantsing people! The horror! Anything can happen on Halloween!

Even the wild Dark-types are filled with the holiday spirit. Last year everyone was too wrapped up with that Ghost-type nonsense to properly enjoy Halloween, so they’re all too happy to make up for lost time. Harried trainers trying to track down their tricky runaways might find themselves befriending the Poochyenas, Murkrows, or even Alolan Meowths that have come out of the woodwork to celebrate. After all, what good is a grand trick if there’s no one to tell about it? What good is a tasty treat with no one to share? Even trainers who don’t have any Dark-types in their arsenal will find themselves approached by these wild Pokemon and invited to tag along!

Comments

Fuschia

[lordofthefries]

[Sasha's too busy being distracted by trying to convince a older lady that yes, regardless of how short her costume's shorts are, it doesn't mean she's not dressed up for the holiday. Who would wear so many straps on a daily basis anyway? (If you're not one of the Titan kids, that is.)

All she wants is a handful of candy, even if it's the crappy non-chocolate chalky ones or a box of raisins like someone else tossed in her pillowcase. Sasha's not here to argue, yet she's doing it anyway and not really able to keep an eye on Omelette who's sitting on the porch step, methodically removing bits of sweets from his little pumpkin bucket in search of the better prizes at the bottom, setting them aside next to him. Unchecked. Free to all who may come by and feel up to literally taking candy from a baby.]

[thenightsky]

[Clearly that candy is fair game. You set it aside, Omelette, so that means anyone can just come up and take it.

A looming shadow falls over the little Togepi, blocking out the porch light and decorations that had been illuminating the stoop as Kitty the Tyrannitar comes to a stop with a smirk. Rumbling lowly, she thrusts an arm out, her bucket swaying and she points at the candy on the stoop with her free hand.

Hand it over punk.

At her feet, Sprout the Eevee and Cara the Riolu look confused as to what's going on--but it only takes a moment before the Eevee prances closer. Oh! The Togepi must be the one giving out candy!

Trick or treat!]