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

[sunspotted]

[ when sherbert skitters, viola makes an alarmed noise, then takes off after her. considering both their pokemon are headed that way, now, marco nods. ]

Come on, let's find out. Can't be that bad, right?

[ he heads down into the alleyway. the light is lower here, but not impossible, and as his eyes adjust he spots viola at the foot of a trash can, and on top of the edge - there's a dark blue-grey alolan meowth, with a garbage bag cape around her neck and a bag of abandoned sashimi in her paws.

she's making a delighted noise, dancing around, but then she freezes when she realizes she has an audience, tail going straight and ears up as she gives a mrowwwissss! ]

[lordofthefries]

[That's right. There are no Titans in this world and seemingly very little crime aside from Team Rocket shenanigans. It can't be anything truly terrible.

So Sasha nods and follows Marco and the two Vulpix(es?) down the alley, squinting alongside them until Sherbert comes to a stop. Her tails are puffed up and her ears are held high, a clear sign she isn't happy. Neither is the Meowth that's being held up by two foxes, hissing loudly.]

Marco, wait. [She tugs on his elbow, pulling him away a few steps.] We're on it's turf. And it's hungry.

[Sasha knows that look anywhere and knows a starving creature can be as dangerous as a scared creature.]

[sunspotted]

[ marco still proceeds with caution in general - but there's been so little threat this month that he's been here. it is too small to be anything truly terrifying.

viola's tails are puffed too, her ears forward as she gives a little growl. marco is about to go forward until sasha pulls him back, the warning clear in her voice. he pauses. even a cornered pokemon is dangerous, after all.

he's seen luna and and other alolan meowth's before. ]

Right. Is - is it sick?

[ it's a darker color than the others. ]

... Maybe we should give it some candy, see if they'll calm down?

[ the meowth is still chattering angrily at both foxes, but her ears twitch when she hears the word candy. ]

[lordofthefries]

Sick? [Sasha tilts her head and squints at the Meowth and sees nothing differently about it. No, it doesn't look sick. Differently colored than Luna or Tuna.] No, just hungry. I think it's a shiny too.

[Sasha nods as the idea of feeding a Pokemon and digs into her pillowcase, pulling out a handful of candy. She starts laying out a trail of them on the ground, leading to the other side of the alleyway, closer to them but still far enough so once the Meowth reaches the end, it still has the safety of distance.

She's actually treating this like a forest hunt, minus the weaponry needed to catch dinner.]

Let's make it come to us. It'll trust us more.

[sunspotted]

A shiny?

[ marco's voice is curious, but now is not the time to ask questions. he does, however, recognize what sasha is doing after a moment - she's shown him something like that before, back in survival training.

he makes an agreeing noise, reaching into his pack to add some of his own to the trail. then he calls out to viola. ]

Viola, let them by.

[ viola's ears twitch, but with a grumble she backs off. the meowth, who is a little less cornered and intrigued by the candy, hops over both of the vulpixes to the end of the candy trail. she sniffs at it and then quickly starts snatching it up, adding it to the bag of fish that she has.

of course, when she reaches the end, she sniffs at them curiously, then points a paw, chattering. got any more? ]