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@mogequeen
Puts a bowl of candy out on the front porch. There’s a sign attached to it that clearly says “Take one, please!” He can only hope that somebody won’t be a jerk and take the entire bowl.
Takes all the candy, but leaves the bowl.
Stabs the similarly designed character and takes the candy for herself
"Hey wait a second-- don't I know you from somewhere?" (its about time i sent this)
“Hmmmm? Who knows. Moge-ko knows aloooot of people, and alot of people know her you knoooow. Oh but also also aaaaalso
Moge-ko doesn’t caaaaaare~”
He’s been waiting for this. He’s been watching every s i n g l e move the public has to offer. Bonnie might as well made himself known; show everyone that he wasn’t a sham. He wanted to have fun too! Oh yes, as every child on Halloween would, Bonnie was in on all the tricks as well!
And so he did just that. Hiding behind a bush which bore thick leaves and twigs to mask his giant physique. Ears twitched upon command as someone neared, every sensor from vision to hearing wiring to his gear-filled brain and flickering each alarm this body had to offer.
Just as they stepped into view, he popped out from behind–
Unhinging his jaw and bellowing a terrifying, distorted screech.
Covered in blood, Moge-ko just stood there at the bunny cat dog thing jumped out at her. It was. Not cute. Not cute at all. It wasn’t exceptionally ugly no, but she seriously didn’t like it. For some reason it reminded her of the deranged Mogekos.
“No. Shush.” she simply said, putting her non-knife wielding hand over the jaw of the thing.
“You’re always hanging out in cemeteries… and yeah, it’s kinda creepy.”
“Mogegegege, weeeeeell, it’s the place where the most tears can be foooound! Moge-ko loooooves to see crying! There’s nooothing better than seeing people cry and beg and scream! But it’s ok, they aren’t sad for tooooo long! Moge-ko makes sure they can see their old friends reaaaal quick!”
“Heeeeey, is there anyone you want to see? Cuz I’m gonna let ya see em real soon!”
“I’ll never forget the sound of his screaming.”
“Really? Reaaaaally? Cuz Moge-ko thought it was super boooooring! IT barely lasted a minute!”
Hey. Heeeey. Moge-ko wants to see if you’re will last longer. MogegegaygagyagyAGYAGA!!”
“Maybe an exorcism is in order…?”
“Mogegegege, there’s no need for an exorcism! Moge-ko’ll make sure you neeeever get possessed!”
“Yer gonna be the one doing the possessing reaaaaaal soon! Agyagyagyagyagya!”
"You’re all bloody, what happened!?”
“Hmmmm? Moge-ko doesn’t understand. Are you sayign this is weeeeeird? Moge-ko gets like this eeeeevery time she plays! She loooooves the wet, squishy feeling!”
“Nee, nee, why doesn’t Moge-ko shooow you how it feels? Mogegegege~”
H O R R O R . P R O M P T S
“I just got back from the cemetery.”
“I swear I just saw someone… or something looking in my window.”
“I know I closed the damn closet door, but it keeps opening! Please tell me this is just some kind of joke you keep pulling.”
“What’s behind you in these pictures…?”
“Apparently like 20 years ago, some girl slaughtered her family in the basement.”
“I think there’s something about this house that you’re not telling me.”
“I keep hearing noises coming from the attic…”
“I know what I saw, and whatever is in the basement… it’s not human!”
“I didn’t have time to see what it was! I just got the hell out of there!”
“Whose grave were you bringing flowers to…?”
“The electricity guy said there was absolutely nothing wrong – and yet, the lights always flicker on at 2am. Explain that to me?”
“Why don’t you spend the night in that house ‘alone’, then try to convince me that you don’t believe in ghosts.”
“Y-you don’t understand, he didn’t have a face!”
“I had a dream that I killed you.”
“Ah, yes… the room you’re staying in. It’s a paranormal hot spot, apparently.”
“I keep hearing whispers at night… I-I can’t sleep!”
“There was something else in there with me, I’m not going back to that house.”
“Come on, it’s just an urban legend…”
“Are you trying to tell me I’ve been sleeping in a dead girl’s room!?”
“I keep getting the feeling that someone is following me.”
“Don’t panic… but I think there’s someone else in the house.”
“I can still feel her/his ghost, and it’s killing me…”
“There’s something growling in the basement… could you, uh… check it out for me?”
“Can you just… can you please check the closet?”
“P-please… put the knife down.”
“I bought this haunted ring on eBay!”
“No, no, no – run!”
“I didn’t forward one of those freaky chain letters and now I keep hearing the laughter of children coming from my hallways at night.”
“The dead are all around us…”
“She’s dead! She’s dead and yet I keep seeing her, everywhere!”
“There’s something breathing under the bed…”
“You can’t tell me you don’t believe in ghosts after all we’ve been through.”
“I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see, something… that wasn’t supposed to be here.”
“Maybe an exorcism is in order…?”
“I woke up, and it was j-just… staring at me.”
“He was there, then like a second later he literally vanished! I saw it happen!”
“I like the ghosts here… they keep me company.”
"You can’t honestly tell me you’re in love with a dead girl.”
“Wasn’t someone murdered in this house? Why are we here?”
“If dying means being with him/her, kill me. I’d be happier that way.”
“Ghosts aren’t real. You need help.”
“…what do you mean we didn’t talk last night? You came over, you were here.”
“You saw something you weren’t supposed to see. And now… now you know what has to be done.”
“I’m pretty sure my toaster’s haunted.”
"What’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“Don’t! Don’t you dare open that door!”
“I visited his/her grave for the first time today…”
“Something terrible happened here, didn’t it?”
“Wh-why do you have a knife…?”
"You’re all bloody, what happened!?”
“You know that book from The Evil Dead? Yeah, well… I’m pretty sure we found something pretty damn similar to it.”
“You’re bleeding…”
“How can you not see it…? I’m dead! I’ve been dead for years!”
“I’ve always wanted to see you choking on your own blood.”
“I’m sorry, I’m busy Friday with the… funeral and all.”
“I’ll never forget the sound of his screaming.”
“From the looks of it, the afterlife is a lot more fun than this.”
"Legend has it that you can still hear her crying for her lover in the dead of night.”
“I want to be dead, too.”
“Well don’t you look lovely, all covered in blood.”
"Whoa – wait! Please don’t go down there… let’s just get out of here, please?”
“You played with a Ouija board!?”
“Me and some friends played with a Ouija board the other night… and things have been a little strange since then.”
“There’s so much negative energy in this house… do you know if someone died here?”
“You’re always hanging out in cemeteries… and yeah, it’s kinda creepy.”
"They just don’t believe like they used to…”
“I will haunt you until the end of time.”
You’d think monster pumpkins would be a little interesting. But no, these things were like Mogekos, there were alot of them but were outrageously easy to kill. Just stab and stab and stab some more and squish, they were dead.
“Moge-ko’s reaaaaaaally boooored.” she staid repeatedly pushing in and pulling a knife out of one of the pumpkins. “Moge-ko heard there’s supposed to be candy around, but she hasn’t found aaaaany. Ah, maybe it’s stuffed inside some people walking around like pinatas! Maybe she should cut some open to seee~”
@mogequeen
If anything, an alley felt particularly overdone to her. A sucker for the classics it’s true, but this was just a tad too stereotypical. Alas, knowing the result really was paramount, and a finished product was far more important that entertaining herself along the way.
So in a suitably alley she stood. An aromatic and steaming cup of coffee in one hand and a dripping, soiled brush in the other. Near her feet were a set of remains that both appeared to have exploded from the inside, but what she concentrated on was the mural she’d applied to the wall.
Alien symbols, intricate running scripture and large graphs, all converging on a crimson spiral. The woman spoke in a tongue that seemed comprised of several voices, before sipping on the coffee once more. Suddenly there was a very concentrated rumble in the alley, and the painted spiral started to swirl. A very sudden and immediate sense of pressure dominated the alley, but it vanished as soon as it appeared. The chosen paint started to bubble, before it evaporated away in thin snakes of black smoke, leaving slight scorch marks in the brick work.
The woman sighed and dropped her brush onto the floor unceremoniously.
“So that’s the way it is, huh. What a drag.” Something seemed off though, no- some one. The purple suited female turned her gaze to the alley’s other guest. What a hairdo, they looked like a pineapple’s silhouette.
“Hello there dear! That’s not an ominous entrance at all.” She sipped her drink before gesturing to the wall. “I do hope you weren’t expecting anything extravagant, I was just testing the admin settings.”
“Hey. Heeeeeeey. This is where Moge-ko plays. Moge-ko reaaaaaaally doesn’t like to share you know.”
In the castle, there were many people who tried to take over her play area. Or rather there were. Mogeko, that annoying Haku, Mogeko, King mogeko, Mogeko, and even Mogeko. Or perhaps it would be more precise to say there were. Mogeko had been sliced open, Haku had been crucified, Mogeko had been smushed, King mogeko was afraid of Moge-ko, and Mogeko and Mogeko were basically one being now. Still, it was something that people kept trying, and Moge-ko reaaaaally hated it.
And here was her new place. It wasn’t as nice as her floor, there was no prosciutto, there were waaay less toys to play with. But there was enough in the area to give her a decent amount of enjoyment. Of course she didn’t just mean the alley, it was the surrounding area as well, but the fact that they were in the alley meant she would really only focus on that. It wasn’t as if anyone in that castle had a large attention span.
“Soooooo, are you tryin to steal Moge-ko’s play place? Hm? Hmmm? She’s not into modern art you know, Moge-ko reaaaally doesn’t appreciate this.”
“Will the crosses be re-used after? Of course, the bloodstains could get in the way.” Even his cross had been marked, hidden in a back room for the Receiver to find.
Walter never saw a point in killing for no reason. The sinners might not understand the 21 Sacraments but it served a grand purpose. Randomly stringing up unfortunate souls does nothing of the sort. But despite his rules, there were moments when the tension got to him…
“Additionally, screaming makes it a lot easier to get caught. I would hope you have a backup plan.” Unless they wanted to be discovered. Seemed the most likely idea; one does not exactly perform a stealth killing with giant crosses.
“Hmmmmmmm? Yer boring ya know that. Too many questions.”
A simple mind for a simple creature. Moge-ko herself was composed of about four ingredients; that too was about the number of things she thought of at once. running? Reuse? There was no reason to think of these things. All she wanted to do was play.
“Moge-ko’s just gonna have a buuuuuunch of fun, and anyone who gets in her way’s gonna diiiiie! She’ll squish them and chop them and squeeeeeeze them til their eyes pop out! And if more people come that’ll just make it even moooore fun! Mogegege~”
“Hmm. What kind of fun do you mean?” Anons red eyes pierced into this girl a curious gaze. “Gonna bury people under them?” She wanted to know thier purposes.
“Hmmm? Hmmmmm? Why would they go under, that’s booooring. You can;t even hear people screaaaaaam underground! Moge-ko’s gonna string em up and watch them beg! She’ll poke em and prod em til they ask her to make them her toys foreeeeeveeeeer! Mogegegegegege”
“Are those crosses meant to serve a purpose then?”
Walter had to admit he was intrigued; the use of such imagery took him back to the eleventh sacrament. However, she would not match his intentions. Or would she?
“Hmmmm? Moge-ko’s gonna collect a whooooole bunch of toys and string em up real nice! Then she’s gonna play with them aaaaaall night! She can’t waaaaait to here them scream real good! Mogegege! Moge-ko looooooves hearing people screaaaaam~”
“Aaaaaaall done! Mogegege, Moge-ko’s gonna have loooots of fun tonight!”
The girl looked on pleasantly at the array of crosses she had set up. 12 in all, reaching high into the air. Almost as if waiting for someone to be strewn up on them.
“Hm? Hmmmmm? Heeeeeey, Moge-ko wants to have fun toooo you know! If someone’s tearin people apart, she wants to jump in too! She’ll make sure to beat the other guy real good!”
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Ai Yai Yai, Where’s My Samurai?
- He was patrolling the area as usual when he had heard something that had sound vaguely like flesh on piling on top of flesh and he realized he smelled blood and rotting flesh near by. That was unacceptable. He walked in a hurried pace towards the source. It was a girl with… Were those cat ears? It didn’t matter. He wasn’t an officer, but if she did, clearly she did, commit this crime he does have to detain her.
- Normally he wouldn’t care about what mortals did to one another, they would receive judgement soon enough. However now that he was living among them and deemed it necessary to do what he could to prevent this situations. This was an unspeakable act, really. Though her question threw him off qite a bit. What even was prociutto?
- “I’m afraid not, however I have to ask what you’ve done to these people.” It was obvious it was her, still it wouldn’t be too bad to ask.
Ah, so he wasn’t here to give her food. Now Moge-ko was disappointed! Maybe she’d have to play a while longer to get rid of this disappointment. Ah, maybe maybe she’d find someone with food that way! Hm? Ah but he’d asked her a question didn’t he? Moge-ko haaaated quizs, so maybe she shouldn’t answer. Ah, but maybe he’d give her some prosciutto if she answered correctly! Now she haaaad to answer!
“Moge-ko had loooots of fun with these guys! They made greaaaaaat toys you know? Moge-ko looooved the squishy sounds they made when she spit up their guts, and she felt reaaaaally good when they begged her to not be so rough so they could play even longer! Buuuut they all broke real quick. Moge-ko needs to find some neeeew toys now! But she’s reaaaal hungry now. So come on, Moge-ko answered real well riiiight? She deserves a reward riiiiiight?”
