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

[schachmeister]

Lute too?

[Too, because despite plans for Magellan to accompany him while Trick or Treating, the big musclecat had taken off almost instantly when the night had started to fall. A little odd, but Armin knew Magellan was harmless and it is not like he could go far. It's not like pokemon can use the warp pads or some nonsense like that.

And despite the very real danger of hauntings here in the Pokemon world, Armin somewhat doubts this particular place is full of ghosts. If only because it looks too shabby. Not shabby in a derelict aged building sort of way, but shabby in a 'we put this together in a day and nobody bothered to sprung for good markers' sort of way.

Before Armin can react to Annie inviting him in, the girl at the entrance speaks. Or rather, she first pops her bubble, looking up somewhat lazily from her phone.]

Hey, like, if you two are a couple, there is totes a discount for you. Gotta protect your bae from all that spooky shit, right?

[lyingheart]

Yes. He's been jumping towns all night.

[ Arlert has gained levels in her ability to tolerate warp pad nausea, that's for sure. Annie's simply powering through it best as she can, thankful she'd already been practicing beforehand.

Annie blinks when the girl at the entrance speaks, brow furrowing. Hadn't the sign said free if you dare? Whatever. She fixes the girl with a flat look, hiking a thumb back over her shoulder at Armin. ]

He'll be fine. Besides...

[ She peers at the girl over the top of her unnecessary glasses as she takes each step in a slow, deliberate manner. ]

The sign says free if we dare, doesn't it? Even with this weak heart of mine, I do dare. Very much so.

[ Her hand presses over her heart. What a sweet, semi-sincere picture she makes, not concerned with the mistaken nature of their relationship... just not wanting to freaking pay to chase after Lute's fuzzy backside. ]