Scary Things! (Or to put it another way: what am I doing)
[As another narrator noted, the Vocaloid Haven's days and atmosphere are becoming shorter and spookier with the approach of Halloween. It's probably not such a good idea to go soloboppin' about the city - or anywhere - unless you happen to very sure of yourself, and this's particularly true at night. After all, you wouldn't want to get caught in the dark by anything...less than savory.
Whatever business you may have this fog-ridden night, and wherever it happens to take you -- back alley, graveyard, dark forest, whatever -- you may hear something rather mournful echoing close by. Further investigation will easily reveal the source: a terrified, sobbing skully-hatted midget parked on his bum. If there's anything handy to hide behind or within, he might be nestled there.
That's right, folks. Livingston is once again a Toeto. And that was unpleasant enough the first time around; now there's much more to be scared of. Who knows what fate this helpless little fella will meet if he's left alone?]
((OOCness: My profound and sincere apologies if I've done any of this wrong. Also, replies may or may not be slow; RP drive's still kind of iffy right now.))
Whatever business you may have this fog-ridden night, and wherever it happens to take you -- back alley, graveyard, dark forest, whatever -- you may hear something rather mournful echoing close by. Further investigation will easily reveal the source: a terrified, sobbing skully-hatted midget parked on his bum. If there's anything handy to hide behind or within, he might be nestled there.
That's right, folks. Livingston is once again a Toeto. And that was unpleasant enough the first time around; now there's much more to be scared of. Who knows what fate this helpless little fella will meet if he's left alone?]
((OOCness: My profound and sincere apologies if I've done any of this wrong. Also, replies may or may not be slow; RP drive's still kind of iffy right now.))