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

[bertall]

<sub>[Bertolt follows her gaze for a moment, then quickly looks down at the armor covering his Aggron's shoulders and decides that that is fascinating. Yep, that's armor. That's... some good armor, and he's thankful that the lights of the town are enough to keep any possible hints of pink ears hidden.

He. Didn't think about the skirt fiasco.]</sub>

Y-Yeah, uh... O-Of course. But if you need to take a break, let me know okay?

<sub>[Deciding it's better to focus on something else, Bertolt hauls himself onto Aggreiner's back and gives his horn a light pat for him to go up on his back legs. The change in height and stance makes Bertolt grip his shoulder spikes a little tighter than he should, but it's only until he's up to his full height.

At least it's easier than riding an actual Titan. ...Sometimes.]</sub>

You, uh... You look nice tonight, by the way. Reiner, keep your eyes peeled. And look out for a white Pokemon too, around Freja's size.

_{[Aggreiner peers up at Arlert for a few moments, his massive head cocked to the side and then he rumbles softly as he surges forward, pausing every so often to make sure Annie stays close. It's clear his trainer cares about her, so he's going to put in as much effort in protecting her tonight as he does with Bertolt.]} ...Beyond all of this, how have things been?

[lyingheart]

[ She gives him a sideways look. She's not exactly out of shape here, and running around all night with no inclement weather or heavy packs makes everything really easy. ]

Right.

[ She watches Reiner straighten up with Bertolt on his back, barely resisting from shaking her head. She still thinks this was a terrible naming decision, but she respects that pokemon can also be stubborn assholes. In the end, it was a mutual decision on their part.

Bertolt's passing compliment almost doesn't register. Annie looks up at him, blinking, not sure if he felt he needed to compliment her costume, but sure. ]

... Thanks.

[ It isn't bad to have some acknowledgement of her reluctant taste.

She keeps up with his aggron as he moves, Arlert circling and then winging off, eyes trained on the ground. She angles back to them after a hooting cry, making a sudden sharp turn and diving to indicate a direction change she wanted them to make. Annie has no idea which of the pokemon she's seeing, but she puts on a bit more speed in keeping up with Aggreiner's speed. ]

Sidestreet up ahead?

[ Is Aggreiner going to fit? She's not familiar with this town. ]