Nov 16, 2012
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Jarvis/JARVIS Posts For Anthony Willow's Posts For Phil Emilie's Posts For Tony For Michael Victoria's Posts For Wordsmith For Toni *Starter from Steve*
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Friendly Reminders...
Jarvis/JARVIS Posts For Anthony Willow's Posts For Phil Emilie's Posts For Tony For Michael Victoria's Posts For Wordsmith For Toni *Starter from Steve*
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"There's an awful lot of you there, last time I saw this many people- that's not important. Some faces I know of, not personally I mean - Wakanda left socializing to take a long walk off a short cliff. Honor to meet you all, truly."
"And then, let's go to the faces I don't know, or at least know I shouldn't be really talking too. But y'know, what's life without a little adventure."
"Aleksandr Tessier, bio-engineer at your service."
Wanderer adjusted the tie to his suit. It felt awkward being without eyes - he had to intensify the aura around him, strengthen it until it became so many viable, shadowy tentacles that reached out and caressed anything that came too close just to keep from ramming head-first into anyone. This was supposed to be frightening? A shrug. He knocked upon the door; as it opened he ran chilly tendrils over the answerer's face and growled, garbled for that he had no mouth, "T~R~I~C~K~O~R~T~R~E~A~T~".
With a smile on her face, Bethany opened the manor door with one hand while the other was occupied with holding a big bowl of delicious candy. As she was opening the door her smile faded when her gaze only met up with the very tall mans chest. Her eyes trailed upward toward his face and she nearly dropped the bowl of candy when she noticed the tentacles running over her face along with the fact that the man had no face whatsoever. She held the bowl of candy up to him and looked away with her eyes closed. "T-take it.. T-take t-the whole th-thing!" Her hands trembled causing the bowl to shake and a bit of the candy shuffled around as well. Bethany opened one eye to see if he would go away but again.. her eyes caught the tall man in a suit still standing there.
Wanderer adjusted the tie to his suit. It felt awkward being without eyes - he had to intensify the aura around him, strengthen it until it became so many viable, shadowy tentacles that reached out and caressed anything that came too close just to keep from ramming head-first into anyone. This was supposed to be frightening? A shrug. He knocked upon the door; as it opened he ran chilly tendrils over the answerer's face and growled, garbled for that he had no mouth, "T~R~I~C~K~O~R~T~R~E~A~T~".
Hector's mouth twitched as he felt the tentacles on his face, not quite understanding what it was that was touching him, or what they wanted, at first.
Then, he smiled.
"Oh, you want candy, right?" He asked. "Here you go! Have a nice day!"
Wanderer adjusted the tie to his suit. It felt awkward being without eyes - he had to intensify the aura around him, strengthen it until it became so many viable, shadowy tentacles that reached out and caressed anything that came too close just to keep from ramming head-first into anyone. This was supposed to be frightening? A shrug. He knocked upon the door; as it opened he ran chilly tendrils over the answerer's face and growled, garbled for that he had no mouth, "T~R~I~C~K~O~R~T~R~E~A~T~".
I... I will just throw you something via the cat flap ok ?
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Wanderer adjusted the tie to his suit. It felt awkward being without eyes - he had to intensify the aura around him, strengthen it until it became so many viable, shadowy tentacles that reached out and caressed anything that came too close just to keep from ramming head-first into anyone. This was supposed to be frightening? A shrug. He knocked upon the door; as it opened he ran chilly tendrils over the answerer's face and growled, garbled for that he had no mouth, "T~R~I~C~K~O~R~T~R~E~A~T~".
Sigyn nearly jumped out of her skin. As she answered her door a man without eyes or a mouth stretched fourth his hand and grabbed her face. She took his hand and removed it from her face wile staring curiously at the man while trying to figure out what he wanted and how he had gotten here. He was standing there, expectantly, Sigyn thought, though it was hard to tell what he was feeling as he did not have eyes and a mouth. Trick or treat? That was...that had something to do with the Midgardian holiday going on. She looked around for something to give and her eyes landed on a bottel of Asgardian wine. She pressed it into his hands, knowing it was almost a pointless treat as he had no mouth. But Sigyn felt it would be cruel to trick this man.
"Treat." she said.
Wanderer adjusted the tie to his suit. It felt awkward being without eyes - he had to intensify the aura around him, strengthen it until it became so many viable, shadowy tentacles that reached out and caressed anything that came too close just to keep from ramming head-first into anyone. This was supposed to be frightening? A shrug. He knocked upon the door; as it opened he ran chilly tendrils over the answerer's face and growled, garbled for that he had no mouth, "T~R~I~C~K~O~R~T~R~E~A~T~".
Wanderer adjusted the tie to his suit. It felt awkward being without eyes - he had to intensify the aura around him, strengthen it until it became so many viable, shadowy tentacles that reached out and caressed anything that came too close just to keep from ramming head-first into anyone. This was supposed to be frightening? A shrug. He knocked upon the door; as it opened he ran chilly tendrils over the answerer's face and growled, garbled for that he had no mouth, "T~R~I~C~K~O~R~T~R~E~A~T~".
"....How delightful." Frost's lip twitches ever so slightly at the sight of this... abhorrent creature. It was a disguise, he could tell, but like the "trick or treater" before him, he cared not to know who was behind it. He popped his teeth at the offending tentacles and shoved another handful of candy at the thing before he stepped back and slammed the door shut.