pumpkin patches >> halloween prank

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THE KINGPIN

golden lung dragon & black jaguar w/ vitiligo & platinum silver fox. god of war - ancient. bai shi lynn lingré. proper chinese name is lin bai. prefers lynn if close. they/them. formerly blind. wind element & electric element. firstborn son of jerisidie lingré & current head of family. courting halo mercer. kingpin of alithís evgenis. demiromantic gray-asexual. parent of veris, arvin, leoku, erian, flos, kekhai, evarhi, laeglin, sloan and colwyn. elder brother of ramona and hope, uncle of quennel and cosette. (strike is deceased/unknown status)

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quick their steps, leaving the scene, behind were red pawprints, creating a trail of red paint meant to look like blood. away it would lead, starting in the middle of the boardwalk, red paint trailing out of an old dilapidated structure past repair, as if a crime had been committed. poor those who would encounter the sight, the door open and creaking, the room empty of 'body', the trail thick and bloody, drag marks as if it had been a corpse pulled about. the drag marks faded to pawprints, the kingpin's scent covered by fox musk, walking away before turning to a trot, leaving unique paths. they passed by a tree as they entered the forest bordering the two groups, swinging into the dirt paths among the foliage, laughing hauntingly as they went, "follow my trail and see what awaits you!", they called out, laughing as they paced among the trees, waiting for someone to catch on before carrying ahead through the trees, the fronds of ferns still rattling as they passed through, leading to a clearing. along the path they left, dark grasses hung from low branches, to scare in the darkness. between trees loomed figures of logs and twine, made into terrifying faces, all meant to spook whoever dared to follow the path they led.

come the clearing, the kingpin had laid out a treasure hunt amongst boulders, bundles of candies and goods hidden among crooks and niches in the clearing and surrounding area. swiping their tongue over their lips, the kingpin rumbled softly, amusement in their gaze as they heard the sounds of their 'scene' being discovered. turning on their heel, they sprinted away after leaving a note in the dirt, which would read "those brave enough, seek out the treasures i have left. lucky be thee who find the sweetest." among the bundles of hidden sweets, laid sour citrus candies and fruits, candies a thick bitter-sweet chocolate or a sour dried pineapple chunk. the prank had been laid and played, it was now to be discovered by those intended.

// leaving for pc-ers to discover. bai shi is gone //

[RHINESTONE.]

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

Fear was an emotion that Rhinestone commonly tended to associated with the Twisted Forest. It was difficult for him not to, considering the area had generated a sort of phobia for him ever since his kithood. Of course, this didn't mean that he avoided the area entirely. He couldn't, not if he wanted to be a responsible leader and make sure that the entire territory was kept safe and sound. However, he often made sure that his time within the forest was kept short and sweet, and that he didn't linger. Unfortunately, today would be a day where he would be forced into the forest, mainly as a matter of circumstance. For when he came upon the "bloody" trail and footprints that led away from the boardwalk, he had immediately felt a sort of tightness in his chest, and a lack of air. He immediately assumed that the worst had happened, and that a fox or some other vicious creature had gotten to one of his clanmates. The building the trail was coming from, empty of any and all inhabitants, was of no help to the tom, who soon went running after the voice that sang throughout the air. He had no idea that it was Bai Shi, sheer panic driving him along after the other and into the trees.

It wasn't long before Rhinestone came to the clearing, and he found himself coming to a stop, his gaze falling on the note that Bai Shi had left behind. Immediately, he felt a great deal of tension leave him, although not all of it. The trees still felt as though they were encroaching upon him, not to mention the faces and figures that he swore he saw throughout the trees. His body was still faintly shaking as he pawed at the ground around him, grateful that no serious crime had been committed. It was just a prank, or a scavenger hunt... although a cruel one. He hated thinking that any of his clanmates were injured, even if it was only for the briefest of moments. Choosing to throw himself into the little "surprise" – mainly as a distraction from the anxiety that the clearing caused him – it wasn't long before Rhine began to pull little bundles free. He pulled and pawed at them, muttering as he glanced around at the towering trees, "Anyone around? I certainly wouldn't mind some help... or someone to share with, honestly." He didn't yet take a bite of any of the candy, still mostly frozen by paranoia and fear.

NEVER OPENED MYSELF THIS WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY

— Reggan

[number nine.]

Blood. The sight of it alone was enough to set Number Nine on edge, no matter the context. He had become intimately familiar with blood, both through his work, and through his life as a whole, as unfortunate as that sounded. Thankfully, that also meant that the bounty hunter was familiar enough with it to know when something wasn't blood. So, upon spotting the trail and red tracks that was leading away from the boardwalk, Nine lowered his head, sniffing at it and pressing his paw lightly against it. It wasn't long before he pulled his muzzle back up, shaking his head from side to side and sighing. The smell of paint was unmistakable, as well as fairly unpleasant. Despite this, the jaguar didn't decide to just turn around and walk away. After all, whoever had set this up had clearly done a lot of work for it, so it felt a bit silly to just write it off. However, Number Nine did follow the path at a significantly slower pace than Rhinestonestar, not driven by pure panic, or fear for his clanmates' lives.

The figures that lingered along the path through the forest caused Nine to snort, shaking his head from side to side as he walked along. They were actually pretty intimidating, but knowing that they weren't anything real took away from the fear of it all. Of course, the warrior also had no doubt that it would scare the shit out of plenty of his clanmates, whether the grim figures were real or not. It wasn't long before he made it to the clearing, curiously glancing over the goods that Rhine had already gathered, as well as the note that sat nearby. He immediately found himself grinning, his eyes glittering with excitement at the prospect of a challenge. He found himself speaking confidently, half to himself and half to any of those that lingered around, "I can definitely find us some more of the hidden treats that note is talking about. I am a master tracker, after all." Tracking and keeping an eye on one's surroundings were some pretty important parts of being a bounty hunter. So, it wasn't long before Nine was throwing his enthusiasm into this little scavenger hunt, searching through bushes and trees for the prizes he was seeking.

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