Character(s): DEATH, open
Content: DEATH is wandering around Halloweentown, exploring despite the fact that he looks like he belongs. Have fun.
Setting: Halloweentown, near the fountain
Time: ...week 21?
Warnings: All the spookiness that comes with Halloweentown, I guess.
Despite the rather dark and gloomy atmosphere, Death didn't feel particularly at home. His realm at least contained dubiously successful attempts at replicating human creation. This place was not quite the obvious, but rather an awkward leap to the left, celebrating what he could only assume was someone else's vision of humanity or some aspect thereof. Overall, he would not have been in the least surprised to see the Soul Cake Duck come wandering through. Perhaps this town was something like that.
He took a seat on the edge of the fountain, casually regarding the not-water flowing from the mouth of whatever stone creature shared his perch. Odd, this place. He had yet to see any of the Organization here, however, and decided to count that as a plus. On the negative side, he had yet to see much of anyone else either.