October 2013




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Oct. 10th, 2013


Thread: The hills have eyes, and the walls have wandering hands...

Who: Sally von Humpeding, some animated corpses, and gross hands coming out of the wall. OPEN to anybody.
What: Sally has had a long night, and a longer day, and all she wants to do is take a bath. Unfortunately, the Mortuary has other plans.
When: Backdated some (sorry!) to the evening of Wednesday, 9 October.
Where: The Mortuary.
Status: Open!
Warnings: Dead people, language, bats, and nudity. Probably no violence, though with the day Sally's had she can't really promise anything here.

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Oct. 9th, 2013


Dying once was more than enough. I had no plans on tying Yuusuke's record for repeat performances so soon, though at the moment, he still has me beaten for number of times resurrected.

My sincerest apologies to those who have been dealing with the aftermath in my absence. I am sorry to have troubled you. By all rights, no one should have been able to get close enough to kill me in such a manner.


[Written late October 8th, after this.]

Private to law-enforcement types )

Private to Otto von Chriek )

Attention: there may be an armed criminal on the loose in town. Please be wary in approaching anyone you don't know, and if you happen to see anyone carrying a sword or other blade, get to a safe location and contact one of the lawmen or -women as quickly as possible. Thank you.


Thread: Murder most foul!

Who: Sally von Humpeding, Lydia Martin, Kurama [late and lamented], open to reactions or help from passersby or other lawman or -woman types!
What: Lydia's found a corpse, or at least parts of one; Constable Sally is on the case, though she rather wishes she weren't.
When: The evening of Tuesday, 8 October.
Where: In the streets of Halloweentown, behind Belle's Books and Candles.
Status: In progress.
Warnings: A dead body, plenty of blood. Probably some language, too.

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As it appears we are not to be returned to whence we came anytime soon, I suppose I should finally introduce myself. My name is Constable Ichabod Crane.

Oct. 8th, 2013


if you hear the sounds of metal scraping against metal, run as far away as you can from it. if you see what's making the noise, run even faster. don't try to attack it.


Can.. someone please come to the book and candle shop? One of the law enforcement types? Now Please?

I don't know how you deal with murders here.

Oct. 5th, 2013


Can someone tell me where I can find a vial of blood?

And what a Black Ribboner is?

Oct. 3rd, 2013


Well isn't this interesting.

Oct. 2nd, 2013


To get it straight: this is absolutely not Purgatory. That has far more cages and doors and general bureaucracy. Probably not heaven,either, because it'd be a crap heaven, wouldn't it.
God, though, this place. It's quite interesting, isn't it? Like stepping into a kid's movie. I wonder if we're animated now. I wonder if we'd even know.

Anyway, if anyone needs an extra coffin, I don't sleep, so you're welcome to it.
I don't understand how you'd sleep in a bloody coffin, anyway. Bit chilling to think about, if you weren't dead anyway. Creepy. But hey,hello, everyone else here. I'm Annie.


Well, it's good to know there's some sort of police force here. And aside from all the pumpkins, this place does remind me a bit of the old homestead. Except that it doesn't smell of lard. It's funny how you come to miss that.

In any case, hullo. My name is Salacia Delorisista Amanita Trigestrata Zeldana Malifee -- in the interest of brevity I'll skip ahead a bit -- Belladonna Eminencia Morticia Jane Zaraphola Margolise von Humpeding, of the Bonk von Humpedings. I am a vampire, but there's no need for alarm: I am a Black Ribboner and I will not harm you. I control the cravings, the red sticky stuff does not control me. These days I much prefer a nice bun and cocoa to bl blo the b-word. Yes.

And, as a newly deputised lawwoman of Halloweentown as well as a sworn officer of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch, I just have a few questions. Let me be clear that this is not an official investigation.

1) What precisely occurs on Halloween? From what I gather, it seems to be a religious ceremony of some significance to the people living and non-living here, but I'd like to know the details.

2) Is anyone here a user of wizardry, witchery, thaumaturgy, hexomancy, or sourcery? Or, er, quantum?

3) Where were you on the night of Thursday the 32nd of Spune, and can anyone verify your whereabouts?


Who else is helping to cook up the feast? I had to find something to do to take my mind off this crazy. For the record, I ain't cookin' nothin' that used to be human. Or human-like.

I'm Lafayette, by the way. And I see dead people.


There's a group of businesses looking to hire people in the square with the guillotine, if you're interested. I'm going to be guarding a scarecrow field. They made a big deal about there being no "hazard pay" so. Uh. Keep on, creeping on, I guess.

How was everyone's first night? The asylum's pretty much just like you'd expect. Aslyum-y. I woke up and there was a straightjacket on my bed that definitely wasn't there last night, and it was absolutely freezing this morning, but I survived the night. Anya's cheeses smell worse than the plumbing. It could always be worse.

I'm so worried about Dawn I don't know what to

I haven't said who I was. My name's Buffy Summers. I'm a vampire slayer. I'm not looking to start anything; I know there are always... exceptions. But I'm not going to stand by while innocent people are hurt. If you think you're in trouble, come to me. Trouble and I are BFF.

Oct. 1st, 2013


hermione is trying to get her bearings.

Has anyone else just come from Hogwarts?


Hey, anyone got some instruments? I could go for a jam session.


The only thing that could make this better would be seeing my vampire buddies react to sleeping in coffins. Cassandra's eye twitch is one of the funniest things I've ever seen.

'sup? My name is Adam and this is definitely more interesting than the convention I was supposed to attend this week.



My name is Lucy Westenra, and I'm so very scared of the dark. I'd like someone to hold my hand, please, while I try to find my way back to the Mortuary. I very much like to make new acquaintances. You can never have too many friends, can you?

Oct. 2nd, 2013


Oh, dear. Where am I, please? This doth not looke like Ankh-Morpork.

Aug. 30th, 2013