#sindspookcity

[seawiiitch-blog]

status: open location: hunted horrors corn maze

vanessa didn’t like the idea of halloween, it was all incredibly boring to her. she celebrated the holiday how any normal person would, a drink in hand and scaring the shit out of all the scaredy cats she could. if you looked up the definition of wicked, her name would definitely come up. 

she hated the stench of children near her luxurious apartment, so it made sense for the brunette to celebrate the holiday elsewhere, somewhere she knew there wouldn’t be kids. she had heard of the evil queen’s supposed curse on the town and she had no fear, she knew that the queen would have done nothing to harm her lifelong friend. those two women were practically two peas in a pod from the moment vanessa had first stepped foot in los santos, always causing chaos together whenever they could. she wondered where her friend had been right now, but she knew it must have been something important if she hadn’t showed up to their usual halloween celebration of scaring others.

hiding behind one of the many corn maze holes where no one could see her, the young woman waited for her first victim to turn the corner. “ah!” she called out, her hands grabbing onto the person from behind as she stumbled into a fit of laughter afterwards. “oh, you should have seen your face, it was fucking priceless! you looked like you were about to soil your pants, dude! god, i love halloween.” she admitted, a small smirk appearing on her lips as a result.

[lcsttcy]

status: open location: hell fair

bo had always been a fan of halloween, she had always loved the idea of dressing up, and the free candy also helped. she knew she was getting a little old for dress up, but it was nice to be able to spend time with her family without others judging her for doing so. 

she was definitely having the time of her life for sure, but good things can only stay good for so long it seems. her biggest fear had always been turning back into the  anthropomorphic toy she grew up as all her life until she moved to los santos, a sacrifice she had to make in order to become fully human that she still doesn’t like speaking about to this day. she felt herself shrink down to the size she once was and it felt like something straight out of a nightmare, still dressed to the nines in her hippie costume, she looked like a more sophisticated version of her old model. “what the actual fuck?” she tries to get herself to wake up from this horrid dream by pinching herself. opening her eyes, she looks around her surroundings and is still the toy she used to be. she’s running out of options, which in turn causes the blonde to the prizes table by the ring toss booth, something she was all too familiar with, and tries capturing the attention of the first passerby she sees.

“help, help, someone help me please!” she calls out to the first person she sees, waving her hands up in the air, but she is unable to capture the other’s attention. that’s when she grabs a megaphone from the man running the booth and shouts into it. “i’m down here, please help me, i don’t know what’s happening.”

[terra-markcv]

open.  location: headless haunts.

“I’m not scared,” Terra claimed indignantly with her hands on her waist and her face tilted upwards to show a false sense of confidence. “I don’t get scared of things like this.” In reality, she was scared - places like these always gave her the heebie jeebies, especially when she was a child or a teen. Usually, her parents didn’t provide her the comfort that she craved in times like these, so she had to force a brave face and a confident tone. “Don’t tell me that you’re scared, are you?” The blonde turned to the person next to her with a small smile spreading across her face. “If not, I can truly give you a fright.” 

[auroras-dawn]

Where: sunnyside market

Tim: 7:00 pm

Open to: everyone

Aurora’s costume should have been simple. Something easy to put on and hide out in. Instead she had decided to craft one of Marilyn Monroe’s more ostentatious outfits from one of her movies from scratch with a masquerade mask to match. She’d given it a thought and decided that most people would be going all out and if she wanted to blend in; she should as well.

She had snuck out of the house easily enough. Her aunties were arguing over what tv show they should watch that night and all their focus was on that. She’d left with no fanfare and was more than happy to be on her own, even if it was only for an hour or two.

She walked with purpose to reach the center of it all, the bustle of people around her telling her that she should slide her mask over her eyes as she reached her destination. The smells coming from the marketplace made her mouth water and as she stepped into the chaos she wasn’t sure what she wanted to try first. She held the train out of the way but still managed to stumble. “Oh goodness!” She said, coming up short in front of someone. “I’m sorry! My head is in a whirl. Everything smells so lovely. Do you have any suggestions as to what I should try first?”

[barbieswcrld]

WHO: anyone!​ WHERE: elm st. bake sale

It was one of her favorite times of year. This was when Barbie’s fashion flourished and she spent copious amounts of time making costumes for people. Her sisters always got first dibs, theirs she’d been working on since August. They knew the drill and were sure to get her their ideas early so that she could make them a little extra extravagant. As for her, Barbie usually whipped up her own last minute and threw together what she could from the year. It was her own version of fun. After she’d been in front of her sewing machine for this long she was in need of a break and some inspiration so she took to the streets. Los Santos was filled with ideas, as everyone was already out celebrating the beginning of the spooky season. As she looked down the line at the different baked goods she was finding it hard to decide. She needed a second opinion, turning to the person that was already enjoying one of the treats. “Which one did you get?” Barbie said with her usual smile in its place. “There’s too many good things. Like do I get one of each? Is there something I have to try? Do I come back?” The girl exhaled a sigh, knowing she was rambling again. “What do you think?”