jack skellington (kingofscares) wrote in halloweening, @ 2013-10-01 12:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, jack skellington, norman babcock, otto von chriek, ruby |
Who: Jack Skellington & Anyone & Everyone!
What: Jack's Welcome Speech & Q&A
When: afternoon, October 1st
Where: Halloween Town Proper
The skeleton that took the podium in the center of Guillotine Plaza might not have merited a second glance. There were many other undead creatures gawking at the ever-growing crowd forming in the Plaza. The skeleton was just one more. But Jack Skellington was not known as the King of Scares for nothing; while his first attempts to politely clear his throat and wait for a pause in the din were unsuccessful, his removal of his head, terrifying manipulation of the shadows to encircle his form like furious snakes, and eerie howl of "EVERYBODY, QUIET!!!" did the trick quite nicely. Once the center of attention, the skeleton placed his head back on his neck and spoke in a more-friendly, patient tone. "My name is Jack Skellington, and I'm something of a local ah, celebrity around here--" "We love you Jack!" tittered a chorus of witches in the back. Jack gave them all a harried sort of smile and returned to his guests. "I know that you're probably very confused and alarmed as to what's going on. The simple fact of the matter is--" And here Jack paused, his smile stretching to an alarming degree. Jack hated admitting when he had screwed up, and now he had to do it in front of not only these strangers, but in front of his townspeople. Still, there was nothing to do but be honest. Sort of. "...you were brought into Halloween Town by a collection of witches," he said, wringing his finger-bones. "They come to town once every three-hundred-and-sixty-five days, and they were spotted in town this morning." He could feel Sally watching him from somewhere in the crowd, and he knew that he had to come clean as to his involvement with this mess. "I... might have made a wish in their presence that brought you here. Inadvertantly. I didn't mean to!" he cried. "It was an accident. But all magic is reversible. We are certain that we can get you home; it's just a matter of figuring out the best way to do that." The buzzing of the crowd had reached a louder pitch. Jack once again cleared his throat and looked vaguely predatory. "Now. Now. While you are here, the town has elected to show you just how hospitable we can be. If you haven't received your housing assignment, please visit Mrs. Hazelswitch." A large woman in a pointed hat waved from the back of the crowd. "Tomorrow, we are providing a job fair for those of you who wish to seek employment while you're here. We'll make sure that everyone's fed, but-- as this is Halloween Town's busiest time of the year, the more you can help us, the more we can help you." Jack's apologetic smile turned a shade more serious. "Now then. Some advisements. Absolutely no dismemberments on a school night. If you're communing with demons, please keep it quiet so as not to disturb your neighbors, and please mind all speed regulations when flying overhead on your broomsticks. If you drink blood, eat flesh, or survive off other forms of sustenance, we welcome you here! But please be polite and don't treat anyone like food. And finally... happy Halloween, and welcome to our fair city!" |