Characters: Everyone!
Location: One of the meadows north of the village.
Time: From 6pm to Midnight!
Brief Summary: There's a Halloween Ball. Dressing up and having fun! Good thing to do on a cold night, right?
Rating: [TBA]
Format: Action or prose is fine!
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Get those catacombs open, I'm hopin' you'll join us! )
It isn't green, so that's one thing in its favor, but it still resembles the pies he's used to in ways aside from color that make him wary.
And also curious. He can't help himself.
He lifts up a piece of the pumpkin pie carefully. Examining it. Sniffing it. Then, looking around to see if Karkat's watching, he takes a small bite of it.
...Weird.
Weird, but not sopor. And it's right here on the table for anyone else to grab, right? So there wouldn't be anything wrong with it, right? No, he's not taking anything for granted in this place. He doesn't start to feel any different after a couple more bites, however, so he finishes the slice and drags the rest of the pie over. There's more. Anyone else can get their own.
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