noctisism :
HAD SHE INADVERTENTLY BROUGHT ABOUT THE APOCALYPSE? had she possibly dropped every person in not only fairview, but the world, into a mine field without intending to? all she knew for certain was that she had unleashed something not of this world and that the clocks in the manor had stopped ticking. suddenly, the origin behind her name seemed apt.
in order to reverse the chaos she had surely thrown fairview and its residents into, pandora came up with the crude beginnings of a plan.
step one: find a way to round up what she had released. step two: see if said otherworldly being would grant her the power she needed to usurp her father. step three: throw a wicked party.
the rest she would leave to her luck and wits. after all, planning had never been her strong suit. “ excuse me, you haven’t seen anything strange run by here have you? little men with tails and pitchforks, maybe? ”
OH HOW SHE LOVED HALLOWEEN. it was a night unlike any other. the air was filled with raw energy and the humans were so involved with their gimmicks, it was far too easy to mess with them — beneath her even — but every year persephone walked around town and caused a little mischief. this year was no exception.
tonight was going just as she hoped, maybe even better; barely even midnight and she had stolen 2 bags of candies, made 3 people cry and there may have been an incident with fire. she was revelling in her evening when her happiness was broken by the shrill voice of another. determined to continue with her holiday persephone tried to ignore it, but that voice — oh she’d know that voice as if it were her own. pandora. clearly, her younger sister is bothering her due to a case of mistaken identity. yet, it was just as bothersome. persephone spun slowly on her heels, face already screwed into a scowl. “in the name of all things unholy, has someone really entrusted you to babysit. you, of all people. of course, you’d lose a child.”
