Little Red Riding Hood

[pumpkinking-jackskellington]

F2F Open - Pumpkin Carving

Jack arrived in quite the style, he glanced at all the others around him as he headed to where he knew he must be. The Pumpkins. Walking into the arts room, he spoke loudly in vigor “The Pumpkin King has arrived!”

[masqurade-red-riding]

Red looked up from her pumpkin as Jack announced himself. She was rather enjoying carving a face into the orange squash, but she placed her knife down and quirked an eyebrow at the newcomer. “Pumpkin King is a title indeed, but whereever is your crown?”

[masqueradepirate-roberts]

The Dread Pirate Roberts was lurking near the snack table when someone approached and asked him for a drink. "Ah, as you wish." He said, and filled two glasses with punch. He handed one to the other person. "Enjoy. Was there anything else you needed?"

[masqurade-red-riding]

Red gave him a big smile, showing off her teeth. “Thank you,” She took a little sip from the punch, finding it sweet and delicious, much like the apples in her basket. “Perhaps some of those cookies for Grandma... and maybe one for me too.” She smiled, reaching out to pick up one and deposit it in her basket.

[tellingfortunesxhalloween]

masqurade-red-riding​:

Little Red frowned, tilting her head to the side, hands clutching at her basket. “Really?” She asked, her eyes wide with awe, uncertain as she’d never had a career beyond picking apples and helping in the kitchen. “What else does it say?” 

As the cloaked girl appeared, the fortune teller hissed and looked up. “Oh dear! Dear dear, the ball has just flooded with bad omens! Losing your way, darkness, large teeth - oh dear, I’m afraid there are several bad things in your upcoming future. You have no plans to go into the woods tonight do you? You should certainly not go alone!”

[masqurade-red-riding]

Little Red’s eyes went even wider but this time with shock and horror.

“I do! I have to deliver this basket of baked goods to Grandma’s!” She lifted the basket up for the fortune teller to see, "She’s ever so sick and it’s only a little way’s through the forest. Whatever should I do?” She asked, wringing her hands around the handle of the basket.

[superman999]

Dressed in a suit and a red masquerade mask, Clark looked remarkably unassuming as he entered the dance. That was all part of the act, of course. All it would take was a call for help - or, rather; some lonely, preferably hot ball attendee without a dance partner - to get him to answer the call to action.

Noticing someone standing off to the side and alone, Clark made his move and approached the individual. Once there, he brought both hands to the center of his shirt and pulled the material apart to reveal his Superman costume underneath. He’d practiced this a few times so the reveal more-or-less went off without a hitch. Pulling up the velcro pants until he was standing just in his superhero suit, he offered his hand to the stunned person in front of him. “You looked like a damsel in need of a dance partner - and I’m kind of in the business of taking care of situations like that, so…wanna dance?”

[masqurade-red-riding]

Wide eyed at the sudden reveal and change of clothing, Little Red Riding Hood nodded her head. She had been feeling a little lost, as she often did, so welcomed the stranger’s help. She shifted her basket to the crook of her arm and took Superman’s hand in her own.

“I’d love to,” She replied with a sweet smile and followed him out onto the dance floor. "Do you always wear two sets of clothing?” She asked him, always curious about things which often got her into some trouble.

[tellingfortunesxhalloween]

F2F Open [Great Hall]

“Ahhhh yesssss,” the teller hissed and waved her hands over the crystal ball, “I can say, it isn’t looking good,” she explained, clicking her teeth sadly. “Have you considered a career change? You may want to.”

[masqurade-red-riding]

Little Red frowned, tilting her head to the side, hands clutching at her basket. “Really?” She asked, her eyes wide with awe, uncertain as she’d never had a career beyond picking apples and helping in the kitchen. “What else does it say?” 

[masqurade-red-riding]