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@shinraspookybash
So I didnât account for people not really engaging with this blog (though I should have expected it) therefore I did not plan a reveal for who the Horseless Headless Horseman really was for this scenario.
Regardless, take this under the cut - and thank you to people who did participate!
This is open to pretty much everyone now should they wish it.
Yâall have 1 question and 1 guess each before I post my next piece because we really do need to move onto grey sweatpants season and then Christmas.
Yâall have until I draw this reveal piece to guess what my main URL is
To figure out who is the common demoninator amongst you all
So I kinda finished it early :T
If anyone involved is reading this, feel free to like this post to receive a further ask to guess the culprit before the reveal comes
Itâs a little bit after Halloween now and weâve gotta move onto Christmas soon on my main blog
Yâall have until I draw this reveal piece to guess what my main URL is
To figure out who is the common demoninator amongst you all
@purposeclaimedâ from [here]
     rude stops, taking a moment to regard just who might be behind the mask, before canting his head to the side ( although certainly not in the same manner his partner so often did, of course not ), âdo i have to defeat you to get in?â
HHH lets out a snort and twirls his foam axe before having it come to rest on his shoulder. He places his free hand on his popped hip and cants his head in turn. One wouldnât be able to see but heâs also sporting a smirk beneath his pumpkin mask (that he certainly didnât make from an actual pumpkin, not at all). âI ainât stoppinâ ya but if ya want a fight...â he readies his axe, âthen letâs fight.â
You see him at the entrance to the bash, wyd?
@blondeturk, @chaton-encore (ShinRa muses), @fraxcxccl, @inanisvitae, @lifedxbt, @lovelessblade, @madamdirectcr, @mirisx, @missionheartcd, @purposeclaimed (Rude), @rude-at-your-service, @stingslikeabee, @that-turk-laney,Â
By the way, this will be posted on my RP blog with my proper signature at a later stage. In the meantime, I do encourage reblogs and replies - hell, fight him if you want also I missed out a crucial detail because its colour clashed with the palette
@inanisvitae replied to your photo âYou see him at the entrance to the bash, wyd? @blondeturk,...â
Try to act normal but... Totally looking concerned at the same time ������
He looks at Sephiroth and just nods as if to say âUnderstandable, have a nice dayâ.
I have this stated somewhere on my blog but Iâm just putting it here now for all the people Iâve tagged: I have a regular RP blog and I promise weâre mutuals and have interacted out of character at least twice and whoever figures out my identity gets to punish my muse for the pranks however they see fit for a day
You see him at the entrance to the bash, wyd?
@blondeturk, @chaton-encore (ShinRa muses), @fraxcxccl, @inanisvitae, @lifedxbt, @lovelessblade, @madamdirectcr, @mirisx, @missionheartcd, @purposeclaimed (Rude), @rude-at-your-service, @stingslikeabee, @that-turk-laney,Â
The horseless headless horseman is of slender build with long legs and walks in a strange fashion, as if their legs are not quite their own.
Through each hall they trudge, foam axe in hand, leaving behind that sweet electrifying static as they pass by.
The horseless headless horseman is of slender build with long legs and walks in a strange fashion, as if their legs are not quite their own.
I feel as though we should have a prize for the first individual to identify the main culprit
Maybe... a chance to publicly humiliate them? Or whatever the winner so desires
That feel when the horseless headless horseman prowls the halls of ShinRa
In the foyer, amongst all the banners and decorations, a snack table has been set up with a separate drinks table right next to it containing both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks - and anyone who wished could bring their own drinks. Of course, the punchbowl has been knocked over by Scarlet after noticing a little tampering going on and once Reeve is done mopping it up, itâs swiftly replaced along with the banning of a certain research department from going anywhere near it.
A little ways away from the beverages, a lined wooden barrel stands out of the way enough for no-one to accidentally knock over. Itâs filled almost to the brim with water and a bunch of apples bob along the top. Next to the barrel, atop another table, one of the culprits has installed a chocolate fountain surrounded by marshmallows and strawberries with a plate full of skewers. If one were so inclined, they could cover the apple they gained from the apple barrel in chocolate from the fountain.
And of course, the pranks has not been limited to before the party. As well as the candy bowl of terror, Scarlet had been busy setting up traps to cover people in slime, even aiming for Hojo but covering Rufus instead. Oopsie doopsie. But a certain someone is missing.
If one were to look up at the halls and balconies above the foyer, they might notice a lengthy individual, dressed in a suit and cape with a lit up pumpkin for a head.
It has to be the person behind it all for sure... Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â ...but can they be caught?
[Only those who have received the invitation may reblog - though if youâve worked out who this blog belongs to and are mutuals, you may also reblog and partake. Check with me first and donât spoil the suspense, please ;)]
As the dawn of the Hallowed Eve awakens, the time for festivities arises. The culprit behind many pranks spent the night decorating the entire building and even took the time and effort to comb through security footage to erase any traces of themselves. Canât be spoiling the fun too early, now can we?
Many paper skeletons decorate doors and walls, model skeletons can be found chilling by staircases, carved novelty pumpkins rest atop tables, black paper bats hang from ceilings, and bloody footprints line the halls.
In each department sits a bowl of candy somewhere that will reach for the hand of each person who dares risk everything for that yummy candy. Oh, and do be careful what doors you open, there may just be a small army of murder-roombas behind one that will be all too happy to chase you down. And, uh, they may have stuck googly eyes to inanimate objects.
If one wished, they may request an invitation directly đ
[Only those who have received the invitation may reblog - though if youâve worked out who this blog belongs to and are mutuals, you may also reblog and partake. Check with me first and donât spoil the suspense, please ;)]
As the dawn of the Hallowed Eve awakens, the time for festivities arises. The culprit behind many pranks spent the night decorating the entire building and even took the time and effort to comb through security footage to erase any traces of themselves. Canât be spoiling the fun too early, now can we?
Many paper skeletons decorate doors and walls, model skeletons can be found chilling by staircases, carved novelty pumpkins rest atop tables, black paper bats hang from ceilings, and bloody footprints line the halls.
In each department sits a bowl of candy somewhere that will reach for the hand of each person who dares risk everything for that yummy candy. Oh, and do be careful what doors you open, there may just be a small army of murder-roombas behind one that will be all too happy to chase you down. And, uh, they may have stuck googly eyes to inanimate objects.