Ghost Type Possession catch-all

[indigo_league]

Who: Everyone!
When: October 25-31
Where: Anywhere ghosts are found (and it's October, so. Everywhere.)
What: Halloween Possession toplevel catch-all!

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Henry Townshend | OTA

[no_ufo_ending]

Afternoon - Oct 25-30

[ The air is getting cooler and the leaves are finally changing. Henry enjoys this time of year. He can be found many places along the Warp Circuit taking photos of the different towns. He even has his tripod with him today as he focuses on a flock of Murkrow in a nearby tree. As troublesome as the Pokemon can be, they make for a great photo. ]

Halloween Night

Wow you guys are so scary!

[ Henry praises a group of trick-or-treaters clustered on the front step of the Goldenrod house. Each of them is dressed as a different dark-type Pokemon and they excitedly take big handfuls out of the big Pumpkaboo-shaped bowl Henry offers them.. Henry himself is wearing his super lame "this is my costume" t-shirt and some Litwick-themed pajama pants. He fully intends on taking it easy tonight--at least until his housemates drag him somewhere. ]

Have a good night!

[ He waves them off. Before closing the door, Henry looks out at the street. The wind rustles the trees and Pokemon cries and laughter can be heard in the distance. But something seems...off. Something that makes the hairs on his arms stand up. He squints into the evening. ]

[A twig snaps somewhere and Henry jerks his head toward the noise.]

Who's there?

Halloween night!

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Standing off to the side in the bushes, out of the circle of porch-light, is a SHADOW.]

[A humanoid shadow, with a slight hunch and a silhouette broken up by wild, shaggy tufts of hair.]

[It's very ominous.]

[It's also... rather short.]

[And, well...]</sub>

It's me.

<sub>[Wrath is standing in the bushes for some reason.]

[He sounds as tired and bored as he usually does, these days.]</sub>

[no_ufo_ending]

[ Henry stiffens when he spies the long shaggy hair. A memory flashes across the backs of his eyeballs, but when Wrath speaks his shoulders sag with relief. ]

Wrath! What are you doing over there...?

[ Was he supposed to be trick-or-treating? Was he too old for that now? ]

Halloween Night

[phdepression]

[There's nothing, save for a candle, flickering in the darkness. No, not a candle. It's a Litwick, looking small and innocent as it can be. The little Pokemon spots Henry and his appropriately-themed pants in the same moment as Henry hears her break a twig, and she gives a small squeal.

It's precisely those pants that encourage the Litwick to scurry up closer to Henry's door. Not close enough to be right in front of him but enough to make her voice be heard.]

Litwick! Lit!

[The Litwick waves to Henry and beckons to him. Hey, come out to the street. She has to show you something!]

[no_ufo_ending]

[ Henry stares at the ghostly flame, momentarily transfixed before shaking his head. Before he knows it, a little candle baby is at his feet. Henry crouches down to meet her. ]

Hey, you...no tricks tonight. I've got a Litwick of my own and I know better than to follow her into the dark. Would you like some candy instead?

[ Of coarse this house stocks treats for the Pokemon too! ]

Afternoon (some day??)

[loopsiedaisy]

[What... is that.]

[It's clearly got lenses, and it's on a stand, so... but why magnify something that's already so close up? They've seen people use something like opera glasses for birdwatching, and that's all well and good, but then why the stand? Why worry about keeping it stable? That's only a problem if you'll have to spend half an hour trying to find the same star if you nudge it... right?]

[And it's in a weird rectangular casing, too!]

[They keep themself from interrupting while Henry's clearly fiddling with it somehow. (What are all those buttons for??) But whenever Henry next looks up and around, there's someone staring at his camera from a few feet away.]

Is that... a telescope?

Beetlejuice | OTA

[bugbeverage]

Halloween I

YEEEAAAAAAAAGHHHHHH!

[ A ghoulish creature leaps out in front of you! ]

[ Its face is deathly pale with ugly purple blotches and patches of grave grime. The tattered, filthy clothes and blackened nails suggest this thing has crawled right out of the grave. Yellow eyes catch the light as it leers at you with crooked, blackened teeth.]

[Two Pokemon, a Shuppet and a shiny Haunter, appear from behind the corpse and roar in tandem. They stagger forward together as one.]

Halloween II

Trick or treeeeat!

[ A grown-ass man and his Pokemon appear on your stoop, at your hotel door, at your camp sight. They are HERE and they want CANDY! ]

[ Beetlejuice himself is dressed up as a classic vampire--cape, the slicked back hair, big fake fangs, the works. All his Pokemon--his Haunter, Shuppet, Greedant, Exeggutor, Chatot, and Mimikyu are also dressed up as vampires. Some of them wear the look better than others. All of them lift their candy buckets and bags.]

[ You could have sworn you saw this guy earlier dressed as a clown.]

Halloween III

You gotta stay still or it won't stick, pal.

[Beetlejuice is busy affixing a fake red nose to number two of his Exeggutor's three faces. They're on costume change four of the night and this time it's werewolves--or in this world's case, were-mightyenas. He himself already has the nose, the ears, the tail, the patches of grey and black fur ripping through his clothes. His Pokemon are in various states of dress. ]

[ His haunter has insisted on keeping his vampire cape.]

[ They're almost ready to emerge from the bushes and hit the streets again when something...strange starts happening to Beetlejuice. It starts in his legs and he wobbles under the weight of the sizable candy bag.]

W-woah! Hold it, boys!

[ He tries to steady himself, but the weird wobbly feeling travels up his body until suddenly his spine straightens like a board. His arms move on their own as Beetlejuice watches them raise the bag. One hand is thrust inside and with a single, beautiful arcing motion, he flings the candy up into the air and out onto the street. ]

HEY! WHAT GIVES!

[ Beetlejuice zombie-stalks out into the street against his will, tossing candy like he's in a parade. Passing groups of trick-or-treaters stare in confusion before trading glances and descending upon the scattered treats like so many Pidove. ]

WAIT! WAIT! THAT'S OURS! Scram ya little shits! Woah!

[ His body whips around and does an acrobatic twirl. Candy bars, fruit snacks, suckers, and chocolates fly into the air. The children gather around their new god and cheer as he rains down a great bounty upon them. ]

GUYS! A LITTLE HELP?

[ Beetlejuice's Pokemon just stand there in something like awe. His Shuppet, however, is giggling to herself.]

I !

[loopsiedaisy]

YEAAAARGH!

[Loop leaps approximately their height into the air and backwards, hands raised in front of them. One is making the scissors shape from rock-paper-scissors.]

[Oh stars. Oh no. It's more ghosts!! They were spooky enough when they were possessing teacups, are they making corpses walk now??]

[Wait, hold on, is that...]

[Fleuirk snickers behind Loop's shoulder. She raises the lil blanket edges of her body like hands to applaud her sibling.]

III

[phdepression]

[Jotaro Kujo has just completed his month-long journey around the final parts of Johto he hasn't visited before and he's tired. It's been quite a trek to get to Goldenrod City but he's just swapped his Pokemon out from the Pokemon Center and is ready to spend a nice, quiet night in with no problems whatsoever.

Perhaps that's too much to ask for.

Because he hasn't even found a hotel to spend the night at when he hears the yelling and acrobatics of... Some guy. At first, he doesn't give it any regard (he's Californian, he knows people get up to weird shit on Halloween) but then the guy starts yelling and acting weird and calling to his Pokemon.]

Good grief.

[Jotaro walks up to Beetlejuice and grabs his arm without warning.] Not exactly the quietest of Trick-or-Treaters, are you? What's going on here?

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

[officerdown]

The door opens to reveal Scar, his towering silhouette filling the door frame, crowned with a distinctly... feline feature. There he stands, in the usual plain white tee shirt + track pants combo, with soft, pink cat ears perched on his head. His mighty arms bear The Good Stuff-- full candy bars, and his initial "Hello, children, Happy Halloween" frown is barely distinguishable from any other.

But that mundanity doesn't last long, as he processes the shameless display on his doorstep.

A wave of a great many feelings passes Scar's face, so brief of a flash it would be easy to miss. Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. And, last but certainly not least,

"Of course."

Lust | OTA

[a_sin_for_him]

25th-30th Ecruteak

[What in the world is going on? As usual, Lust has been busy putting on Club Medusa's Halloween show. For the two weeks leading up to the holiday, all shows and music and drinks have a seasonal twist to them. It's good silly fun, and they usually find themselves quite busy.

Unlike usual, things are...not right. For one, there's the smell. It's permeating the stage and dressing rooms, and starting to spread to the floor itself. It's nauseating, and she has no idea where it's coming from.

But it's driving customers away. Lust finds herself standing at the entrance, in her dance costume, apologizing to fleeing patrons.]

Full refunds will be provided, we're so very sorry...we'll have it all taken care of soon.

[Except no one has yet to discover where in the world it's coming from!]


25-30th Goldenrod

[Halloween at the house is often more exciting than Lust would like. It's one of those reliable times of year - one could rely on circumstances to turn strange and disruptive sometime prior to Halloween and running through the holiday.

It starts so subtly. The coffee pot repeatedly turning off. Her hair dryer refusing to turn on. Irritating, but nothing to think too long or hard on. That sort of thing happens. Wiring, or something like that. At worst, a few Pokemon are startled and give the malfunctioning appliances the side-eye.

As the days go by, it gets worse. The coffee maker goes from simply shutting itself off to rattling the pot around in its cradle, spilling coffee everywhere. In a fit of frustration, Lust grabs the thing, yanking out its cord, and hauls it onto the sidewalk looking for a bin to dispose it in. A pair of the Eeveelutions - an Umbreon and Flareon - accompany her, bristling and making angry noises at the coffee maker still jittering in her hands. At least it isn't hot.

Her housemates may hear her calling out in startled surprise one morning close to Halloween, and find her in her bathroom, hairdryer twisting and turning in her hand like a Pokemon that's refusing to take medicine. It's on high, blowing things this way and that. Already the room smells strongly of scenter bath oil that's spilled all over the floor.

It isn't even just the house. While ordering herself a coffee drink before heading off to work, a blender behind the counter begins jittering and whirring with nothing in it. Then another. The cash register starts dinging randomly. It's like some scene from one of those television anthologies about the dangers of smart technology.

She never does get her coffee.]

Halloween Night - Goldenrod

[It's all led up to this.

All the little to not-so-little issues plaguing Lust over the last week or so have all culminated on Halloween night. The club is closed, due to a foul odor of a haunting, and Lust is home all evening. After the week she's had, all she wants to do is hand out candy and drink a glass or two of a nice wine.

The night has other plans.

All at once, after the sun has set, every light in the house where homunculi and veterans of Silent Hill (and Scar) reside together. From the kitchen, appliances begin surging to life. The toaster ticks and dings repeatedly. The waffle maker opens and closes on its own, like a toothless metal mouth. A mixer begins to whirl and slice its blades, faster than it ought to be able to. The little radio Lust keeps in the kitchen blasts into life, its volume as full as it can go, the shrill sounds of a children's chorus singing 'The Pumpkaboo Boogie'.

The front door bursts open as a handful of Pokemon decide they've had enough, they'd rather be outside right now.

What the hell is going on in that kitchen?]

sometime in the 25th to the 30th

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Not much has really gotten Wrath to raise his voice past a mumble, despite the house's best efforts. For someone who used to not even know what an indoor voice was, much less have one, it's like someone just turned his volume slider all the way down and left it that way.]

[Not even his movements have been loud; he used to go careening around like a juggernaut both indoors and out, but the new Wrath is a silent, slouching specter most of the time.]

[UNTIL, apparently, the morning when Lust's startled cries for help ring out from upstairs.]

[There's a thundering of bare feet coming up the stairs and then the bathroom door flies open.]</sub>

LUST!

<sub>[At first his eyes are darting around, as though expecting there to be a visible person or Pokemon attacking her, something tangible that he himself can attack, but... then he sees the dryer in her hands.]

[Technology has always kind of been an abstract concept to Wrath-- both back then and now. He figures out more or less how to make things do what he wants them to, and then... doesn't really think a whole lot about it beyond that.]

[BUT... if only because of the amount of time he's been made to spend having his over-the-top mane of hair groomed since coming home... he knows hair-dryers aren't supposed to do that.]</sub>

Ecruteak!

[loopsiedaisy]

[Loop's just passing by, debating whether they want to volunteer at the temple again for an easy meal, when the stench wafting from the open door smacks them in the face. It immediately banishes all thoughts of being hungry from their mind.]

...what is that smell?

[Of their three Pokemon, only one has a nose. Alfinse was sniffing curiously a few meters away, but here in front of the door the Buizel slaps his paws over his muzzle - it's too much even for him.]

[Loop spins in place, trying to pinpoint what's going on - they pause when they see Lust. Fellow wizard hat?]

Halloween Night

[officerdown]

Scar can't not be aware of the odd electrical mishaps that have been plaguing the house in recent days, but it's been easy for him to ignore them. He emerges from upstairs, recently showered and quiet as always, entering the kitchen to discover the cacophony of misfiring appliances unfolding.

He always knew he couldn't trust her odd little gadgets.

He grabs his teapot, his boring, run of the mill, metal teapot. He fills it, and he sets it on the boring, run of the mill stove top. Only when this task is complete does he snatch the noisiest offender in the room, the blaring radio, and pry out its batteries.

It keeps singing.

Scar reaches for the microwave, installed against the wall above the stove, and closes the radio in there in a last-ditch attempt to muffle the sound. It works... to a very limited extent. He can't be blamed for trying.

When Lust enters the room, he regards her with the same old severity.

"It would seem God has caught up with us."

In not-so-silent protest, the microwave door bursts open and smacks Scar in the back of the head, announcing itself with the Pumpkaboo Boogie once briefly contained within.

Halloween Night

[phdepression]

[Mercifully for Jotaro, he's been on the road for the last few days, walking from Azalea Town to Goldenrod City, so he's missed out on any possible hauntings. However, it does make him incredibly unprepared for any bullshit that happens on the 31st, the night he's finally out of the woods and rolling up into Goldenrod City.

He's been to the Pokemon Center and is quietly looking for a hotel that he can check into last minute when he hears the cacophony from Lust's home. It's ordinarily not something he would bother with but suddenly the front door opens and out comes Pokemon, doing their best to escape the weirdness.]

What the- [Jotaro's Litwick giggles and jumps off Jotaro's shoulder. She toddles towards the house.] Oy, Candela. Get back here. [Where is the poor owner of the house?]

Halloween Night

[exeggutorhead]

[It sure has been a week, hasn't it?]

[Envy's been too occupied with his own ghostly possession to have noticed very much of Lust's. Between being out every night and sleeping most days, he just hasn't been paying much attention. With Henry's help, though, his Banette passenger has been calmed down enough for him to get to be fully present for the big Rotom appliance jamboree.]

[His headless horseman costume is only half on when he hears the racket. Oh no, what NOW? Downstairs he comes, two steps at a time before skidding into the kitchen doorway. And stopping. And staring. This is certainly putting into perspective just how many fancy appliances they've accumulated in this house.]

[When he sees Lust, he holds up the little whiteboard he's been using to talk all week. This room doesn't need any more curse power going into it. It simply reads:]

WHAT NOW??

Min-Gi Park | OTA

[outofsynth]

GHOST TOWN - LAVENDER TOWN - 26th OCTOBER

[It's evening. Late enough the dark is setting in and the floating mini-synth is suitably spooky enough for the season. Min is tired, though, and in no mood to appreciate its efforts to replicate the background music of the town.

It's technically impressive that the Rotom inside can replicate the sound of multiples of the instrument it's inhabiting, but after spending the day chasing it down and finally finding himself in range he's not about to risk losing it again. Min reaches out to grab the possessed mini-synth, much to it's chagrin. It makes a high pitched buzz of protest, struggling to free itself again.

The Plusle on Min-Gi's shoulder hangs anxiously, unable to intervene in case he risks damaging the mini-synth.]

BABY COME BACK - AROUND KANTO - 27th to 30th OCTOBER

[As a future ghost, Baby has been watching the events of the last few days with interest. It hasn't gone unnoticed that Pokémon of a certain typing seem to be able to interact with the trainers of the world in new and exciting ways, and she thinks it's about time she get on board.

Unfortunately for Baby, Fuecoco are still a couple of evolutions away from being able to get in on the fun. Not that this fact's about to get in the way of her trying.

She charges into friends and strangers alike if not monitored closely enough to stop her, and if anyone is sitting down... they'd better be prepared for her to prod around their mouths in case that turns out to be a way inside.

Min is close behind on every occasion, scooping up the struggling croc before she can cause even more trouble.]

Baby, no!

[divine_braid]

Elyeh!

[Duo made a weird yelp of a sound as he floundered and flopped backwards, having been tackled by a fairly sturdy little fire-croc. His Houndoom stood tall, glaring down at the Fuecoco in frustration, feeling protective of his trainer. He growled in warning. Baby might want to let Duo up.

Thankfully, Min-Gi stepped in before the fiery dog could do something about it. Duo sat up with a slight wince. That was going to leave some bruises.]

Wow... she just learn Tackle or something?

late october innn Saffron City i think. waves hands

[epitaffio]

[Oh, hey, that's one of those... newer... crocodile-looking guys. What's this one called again? Fuococco or something? It must belong to someone... Doppio's fairly sure he's never seen one wandering around just like that before.

No, he hasn't even seen Min yet.]

Hey, little guy. [Haha wow it's getting really close.] Are you lo--?!

[OH GOD WHY IS IT TRYING TO LOOK IN HIS MOUTH]

Ghost Town!

[chickenchoicejudy]

[Ryan isn't too far behind. Min's mini-synth getting possessed and flying away is something that constitutes an emergency in their otherwise peaceful lives. For a little while they had lost sight of it and split up to cover more ground, but when Ryan sees Min wrestling to keep something in his hands he shifts course and rushes over.]

Oh my god! Did you get it??

[He opens a bag he's been carrying and gestures for Min-Gi to try and dump the Rotom-possessed synth in there before it gets away again, at least until they can figure out how to get it out. After all, they can't exactly chuck a pokeball at it while it's inside Min's mini-synth.]

cw: grief in some of these prompts

[tempredmental]

1 - Sevii Islands - Voltron House & immediate surrounding area - October 25th - definitely grief in this one

Keith had been feeling pretty roughed up emotionally. He'd lost a lot of people, including Allura, and he was trying really hard to be okay because he knew she'd want him to be.

He'd never been good with that, and his birthday two days ago had been... well, not great.

He hadn't gone back to doing the badge circuit, yet, either, but he had started considering it again. Maybe that was progress. At least, it had been... until the tiara Allura had been given as a gift from Felix started to float around his room haphazardly.

Keith had been around long enough to know what that meant. A ghost type... He clenched his jaw.

"No fucking way," he snarled. He got up, intending to get the circlet back, only for it to jump out his window. He ran to the window and looked out, trying to see where it went, but the circlet was small and delicate, hard to see at a distance. He released his Luxray and Lycanroc, the two quickly giving chase. He also grabbed Coressa's and Oriande's PokeBalls along with his Aegislash and his Type: Null, and then ran out of the house to go after it.

He wasn't exactly quiet as he left, cursing like crazy under his breath as he stomped and stormed his way out.

=====

2 - Around the rest of the Sevii Islands - October 26th through 31st

When Gastly got gassy, it was bad. It was almost the whole island as if a swarm of them had settled in, and boy... did it stink. Keith was trying to clear the air by having his flying types use Gust everywhere, hopefully blowing the gas out to sea.

It was hard, though. That poisonous gas was really nausea inducing. Maybe someone could give him a hand.

=====

3 - Sevii Islands - Voltron House - various nights all through the event

Keith wasn't normally a sleepwalker. Yet, here he was, almost aimlessly wandering through the house in a zombie-like fashion. Might want to prevent him from leaving the house and wandering into the ocean or something.

Envy | OTA

[exeggutorhead]

Nights of the 26th-30th, any town in Johto

As though it wasn't annoying enough that he can't actually open his mouth without releasing a purple cloud of Terrible Vibes...each night has seen Envy compelled to climb out the window and into the streets and alleys of not just Goldenrod, but all the other cities and towns that are a quick warp away. He's hunting someone, someone Envy knows he has to find so he can make them pay for discarding him...

The issue? Hohenheim of Light is quite literally not in this world anywhere. Never has been. Envy knows this. Too bad the Banette compelling him doesn't care about that. After all, it's searching for someone too. The more nights pass, the less certain he is about who exactly he's seeking out...

Anyone who comes across Envy while he's out and about during these nights will get him silently beelining towards them with a pretty intense glare. Because no matter what they look like, for some reason he still feels like he has to CHECK and make sure it's not who he's looking for. He's also carrying around a little whiteboard and marker in one hand for communicating.

Halloween Morning [FOR HENRY]

With sunrise, the compulsion to search has been wearing off, letting Envy sneak on back to the Goldenrod house to spend most of the day asleep. Multiple nights of intense wandering has been doing a number on him, though. At first he'd been making it back to his own room, but by the final morning, when he drags himself into the house he only manages to get to the couch before flopping down onto it face first and drifting right off. ZZZZZ.

Halloween Night - Goldenrod

The impromptu exorcism may not have kicked the Banette out, but it did successfully calm it down enough that Envy's not out obsessively hunting for his dad tonight. He's managed to throw together a last minute costume out of things he already had shoved in the storage room. He still can't talk, and he's too tired to do the kind of makeup he'd usually like to...so he's going to be a headless horseman.

And he's going to stand very still in front of not just his own house but anywhere he can get away with it, pretending to be a decoration until someone gets close enough for him to press the Horrible Prop Scream button on the fake pumpkin he's holding and suddenly start moving like he's going to throw it.

special toplevel for meeeee

[no_ufo_ending]

[ Henry leans around the door frame, a sizzling skillet in his hand. This is his second grilled cheese of the morning because it's Halloween and why not do a lil wake and bake? ]

[But ah, here is Envy...zonk'd out again! At first, Henry thought Envy might have gotten sick and needed the rest...but then he started hearing noises. He could have sworn he saw something with long hair scampering around in the yard when he went to feed the Sharpedo. It could have been Wrath but since he came back, Wrath hasn't really been up to scampering.]

[Henry did NOT hear the door that morning so that solidified the theory that he invented right there in his very own brain. Envy is SNEAKING OUT AT NIGHT. But why? Since when did Envy have to SNEAK anywhere? He was a gym leader he could go wherever he damn well pleased.]

[ He lifts the (now quite crunchy) grilled cheese from the pan and takes a bite of it while he s q u i n t s at Envy.]

Mmmm...don't like that.

[ He slides back into the kitchen. ]

[The next thing Envy (IF THAT IS HIS REAL NAME!!!) knows, he's being fucking jumped by a tall, frantic man with a jump rope in his hands.]

Just try it!

26-30 sometime!

[loopsiedaisy]

[Loop is already jumpy tonight; there's a lurking bad sensation in their gut, the nagging feeling that something's been following them since the sun set. And every once in a while they could swear pitch-dark fingers are starting to creep into the edge of their vision, as if something's about to clap down its hand over Loop's eye -]

[But whenever they spin around, there's nothing there.]

[They'd think Fleuirk decided to take up a new prank, but she definitely doesn't have fingers. And has been visibly bouncing around in front of them, most of the time. (The Shuppet is their only companion - their other Pokemon are asleep, but there is no way Loop's gonna be able to nod off like this.)]

[So when Loop sees someone very aggressively stalking toward them, they tense up. And... glare back??]

[Hold on... is that Colors Guy? Where's his cat?]

Ryou Bakura | YGO | OTA

[rolltoavoidpossession]

1. The One Thing Ryou Bakura Is Known For In His Home Canon - Video

[The video pops up on the network at some point during the possessions, showing a ...perhaps slightly rattled but otherwise holding it together very well Ryou. There is a Hisuian Zoroark curled up next to him, seemingly keeping watch for anything that might hurt her trainer if her on edge behaviour is any indication.]

Hey, uh... are the ghosts getting weird for anyone else? Asking for a friend.

[Then a moment later:]

And by the way, if you work with Ghost types a lot, I recommend having some of your Pokémon trained to stop you if you get possessed. Don't just assume you'll never get possessed.

2. The Best Time Of Year For A Sweet Tooth (Saffron City, November 1st)

[Ryou has a sweet tooth, but at twenty he's too old to justifiably trick or treat.

The obvious solution: post Halloween discount candy, of course! Ryou's bought a pack of discounted chocolate bars and is sitting on a bench in a park eating one, watching a Greavard and a Morpeko run around in the fallen leaves. It looks like he's doing well, despite the recent possession incident.

If he sees you nearby, he'll pull a stray chocolate bar out of his bag and offer it to you, as polite as ever.]

You want one? I bought a bunch.