Welcome to Halloween Town!

Excuse me but who has a recently deceased Aunt Merry? She will not leave me and it is very distressing to have someone following me around all day.

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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That thing about rotten pumpkins is just a superstition, right? Like stepping on cracks? That mummy was just

I made pumpkin pie! Who wants some?

The flaming pumpkin was most distressing and I need something to distract myself.

I wish to offer my services as an iconographer and if anyone would like to have pictures taken, I will be at the town square in the morning at dawn time, the forest around noone time and in the field of fake straw men at night. The moon will make a beautiful scene of light and dark with the scary straw men and pumpkins. Bring your owne costumes, please.

WHO: Otto Chriek, OT residents of the Mansion on the Hill
WHEN: Midnight.
WHERE: the Mansion on the Hill.
WHAT: A flaming pumpkin interrupts everyone's night.
STATUS In progress.

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Oh, the Mortuary is just lovely. I find I'm quite enjoying this location change.

For those I did not yet meet, my name is Emily.

Name's Van Helsing.

Don't make any trouble while you're here.

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?

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.

Others seem to be of the impression that this isn't the most odd thing that has happened to them. I'm unsure if I ought to be jealous or relieved that I cannot count myself among them, even after the adventures that I have had the pleasure (and incredible displeasure) of being part of in my centuries of life.

I must say, though, that I have never seen a walking skeleton that spoke quite so eloquently, if at all, and this is a great deal better than the Soul Cairn or being locked up in a crypt.

Also, my name is Serana. It's good to meet you all.

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

Hello, my name is Penelope and it's a pleasure to meet you all. I believe I am staying in the Mansion. Are there enough rooms? I don't mind sharing! I don't [...] drink blood or eat flesh. Mostly I drink hot cocoa and eat normal human food. Is that alright?

Who: Jack Skellington & Anyone & Everyone!
What: Jack's Welcome Speech & Q&A
When: afternoon, October 1st
Where: Halloween Town Proper

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Alright you knuckle-dragging freaks. PAY ATTENTION. Me and books, we don't get along, see? If this thing tries to eat me, I'm coming for every last one of you shitheads.

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