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Request #1



Trickster isn't exactly the cheery, happy, sissy type. Being a ghostly demon, she enjoys scaring young pups, and chasing ghouls, cursing them for being 'soft on the mortals'. Most of all, she loves Halloween!

Of course, every day of the year was like Halloween for her. But she loved the official holiday, for good reason. She got to trick-er-treat, for one. Any other day of the year, if she's knocked on some stranger's house and demanded candy, she'd be taken to a mental hospital! Also, it was an official day. Scaring and chasing isn't exactly as fun if it isn't official, in her opinion! Oh, and she's the one who came up with the saying, "The last day of October is the day that the veil between reality and spirituality is at it's thinnest." ((Or so she brags. . . ))

The point is, she loves Halloween! c:

She loves it so much, she brushes her hair neatly, dresses up in steampunk accessories, and slips on her favourite pair of leg warmers every 31st of October! Usually.... Her hair is a mess! Tangles, knots, nests, and unspeakable burrows are constantly being found!

Story

Perhaps you don't care about the details... so let's get on with the trick-er-treating!

Trickster scowled to herself, "There are absolutely no decently dressed houses out here!"

She glanced quickly at every house she saw as she 'levitated' ((Well... technically she was flying, with her tiny wings...)) down the river-like shadowy road. None, she decided, were worthy of more than a second of being in her eyes' path. Though, most had shimmery lights, and piles of fake spiderwebs packed onto their porches and many floors, none were eye appealing to Trickster.

She was rounding a corner, and beginning to effortlessly float down Oak St., when her gaze happened to meet an old, crumbly insane asylum. It was half broken down, and looked forgotten. It'd be quite hard to forget such a building, though, for it was standing right in the middle of the Oak St. culvisack. . .

She noticed a red glow shining out from an old, revealed cell.

Trickster couldn't help but fold her wings out, and glide steadily to the cell. As she approached it, the glow faded more and more, until it was completely gone. She proceeded towards the room anyways, and poked her head into a shattered window.

She saw a room she could only describe as hell. Lava... fire... red rock.. suffering souls... etc.

She blinked, and instantly the old tattered asylum disappeared, before her. . . What was it that she saw? Did she witness the gateway to hell itself? She figured that she'd never know. . .

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Request #2



Trioshilli, also called Triosh, is a poetic phantom wolf. She spends long nights and days locked up in her phantom tower. Poetry is her escape from the locked up room at the top of the tower. It is her freedom.

Poem

Webbed wing devils, and translucent veils of beings,
I welcome all,
To the physical existence we all speak of as...
Reality.

You damn humanity
Are the creator of disgustful habits

Into the night,
The night, we travel
Frolicking, flying, skipping

Destination is as a curse
Curses, we play
Tricks, we pay
Treats, we never say

Us.
We are the flying webbed wing devils
We are floating translucent veils of beings
The guardians of the night

We are Halloween's children.

[JJ Marie]

Just wanted to post some of mine ^ ^


Pet's name: daisy

[Please~delete]

A white dog pads up to a group of his friends. Unfortunately he trips and drops all of his candy.Ow! he yelps while his friends rush over and help him.Are you okay Sulfuric?!? they all ask one after another. Ya I'm fine. Let's just start with that house over there. I brought some toilet paper so we can toilet paper Tess' house! he walks up cautiously and rings the doorbell. ""trick-or-treat! they all say in unison. they hit a couple of more houses. "im tired. I want to go home!" says Sulfuric's little sister. do you want to be here where it is only a little bit loud or where mom and dad are having a Halloween party? he asks rhetorically. he walks on and finds the last house in town. they creeped up and rang the door bell and the door opened with a slow moan and they walk in. is anyone here? they called in through the doorway. they walked in and all of a sudden the ground fell out from under them and they fell into a solid concrete walled room with nothing in there but them. what are we going to do!?!
Sulfuric gasps and then inhales and exhales deeply. Oh that was terrifying! it was so vivid it looked real. i have to make sure not to watch scary movies on the weekend before Halloween. wake up! are going to be late for school!his little sister yells. Sulfuric, its time for breakfast! his mother calls from outside.

the end

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Hey I just wanted to say that this is amazing how you are doing this! (you only have to choose one if you can draw one of these)
Here is
Sulfuric:

Pet's name: Sulfuric
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Lime:

Pet's name: Lime Green Great Pumkin
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Frightmares:

Pet's name: Frightmares
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Slara:

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[Mydear]

Pet's name: Surreal

"Where am I?"
Surreal asked herself. She stopped for a moment and gazed around her, for something, anything. But nothing, but the thick layer of dense fog, and the occasional shriveled up, dead tree popping out through the mist, could be seen.
ScreeEEEEEE!
Small black bats wildly flew over head, making the red furred dog jump.
"Eeep!"
I"ve got to press on.
She crept ahead, not actually sure where she was headed. Wind tousled her curly black hair, and made the trees creak eerily. From time to time Surreal would stumble on a rock. Actually, she wasn't sure if it was a rock, it was impossible to tell in the dead of night, with the moon covered by a blanket of clouds, but she didn't really want to know. Very far into the distance something glowed, a pleasing yellowish color.
What is that? Is it someones lamp, or even a house? But what if it was a wisp, or it was in fact a lamp, that belonged to a killer?
Surreal looked down at her empty trick or treating basket, as her stomach growled softly. If only she hadn't accepted that dare, then she wouldn't be in this mess! Lost, without any food, or any idea where the heck she was. But what if that light really did belong to a house? She would surely die without food, and if the light belonged to like, a phyco, or something, she would also die. Shaking her head, she pressed on, one paw in front of the other. It was worth the shot of getting food.
Just then her foot fell apon a hard, wooden step. She glanced up, slowly, hoping it was indeed what she thought, and there, looming above her head, was a house. A wild grin spread across her face, and she eagerly ran up the last few steps, and pounded her paw against the door. What a sight she must have been, fur matted from the strong wind, hair a untidy mess, a crazy grin on her face, pupils huge from the sudden changed from dark to light. Realizing this, Surreal tried her best to smoothe down her hair as thoughts flew threw her head, all leading to the same question.
What would their response be?
The door slowly creaked open, and the nervous dog barely managed to squeak out,
"Trick or Treat?"

This was my lights on lights off story, I hope its okay that I used it. ^^

[euro22]

This is so kind of you ;u;
Your art is also amazing! ;3

Beware the evil Onshee,
This very Halloween night.
He'll creep behind your back
Then he will suddenly smack
And life will not be living.
Watch out you little pranksters,
For he is coming for you.

[debris]

"C'MON, BOYS!" "Coming!" "COMIN', SISSY!" Dark Moon-- http://www.chickensmoothie.com/viewpet.php?id=77210158 -- sighed. I wish they'd stop yelling... but it IS Halloween... Isabella --http://www.chickensmoothie.com/viewpet.php?id=75456347 -- charged into the room. "NIGHT STOLE MY LOLLY!!" "DID NOT! YOU LEFT IT ON A TABLE AND I EATED IT!!" Night -- http://www.chickensmoothie.com/viewpet.php?id=68409265 -- yelled. The three-year-old twins argued until Dark Moon stopped them. "C'mon! No fighting on Halloween!" Dark Moon escorted them outside."Hey, Moon!" said one of moon's friends, who looked like this: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/viewpet.php?id=68897715. "Hi Sly!" Isabella and Night had then wandered off, and Dark Moon had to find them. They were standing at a house with gravestones and were jumping to reach the doorbell. Moon rang it for them. "Trick or treat, smell my paws, give me candy or you'll feel my claws!" They chanted.

[Lance-McClain]

This is Darius.

It was a chilly night on Elms Street where Darius was Trick or Treating and TPing the neighborhood houses. He turned, his grey eyes sparkling with delight, as he called his best friends name. "Myer! Hurry up!" He laughed. "I'm going as fast as I can!" She giggled as she dragged her heavy pumpkin candy basket. They had one house left and he had just enough toilet paper for it. "You go up the stairs to the house then I'll TP it." He said. Moments later she returned and they finished their night after he threw the Toilet Paper. As they walked home, Myer gave him a red and an orange gummy, a pumpkin candy and a lemon lollipop. "This was a fun night, Myer. Thanks for going with me." Darius said with a smile.

I might add Myer in a later.

[-Starfox-]

Name: Phantom Regiment

"Come on Fantasia..I don't want to be here. This cemetery is creepy!" Said A pretty pale pink dog with roses in her fur. "Oh come on don't be so childish Rose, All we're doing is walking through to get to the house, it'll be over before you know it." Growled a red dog with long fur. Rose Hated cemeteries, they gave her the creeps, especially this one. Legend has it that there is a ghost that roams this cemetery, and she did not want to find out if that was true or not. Clang, Ching "What was that? Rose are you trying to scare me?" Fantasia whispered. "N-n-no..." Rose stuttered. They quickened their pase. Suddenly a thick fog covered the cemetery and it was extremely cold. "Run!" Fantasia yelled. And they ran for all they were worth. The end was in sight, then Candles appeared floating in front of them, they stopped mezmorized. Then they hearded the moaning followed by one word, reapeated over and over...WHY? Suddenly a pumpkin patch appeared around them and a ghostly dog arised, chains all over it, What was going on? They didn't know,Rose tried to scream for help but no noise came out, they tried to run but were paralyzed. They dog kept repeating, Screaming, the word Why?The dog got closer and closer it looked so sad, suddenly, the word it had been screaming, became nothing more than a whisper.Then all of the chaos dissappeared and the dog faded away. And before they knew it the whole thing was over, and they were out of the cemetery. Although after that night they could not shake the feeling of being watched.
(This is my last entry maybe it will win! )
Pets also mentioned in this story:
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http://www.chickensmoothie.com/viewpet.php?id=5420747

[Kyla Springer]

"Ummm... what are those words again?" I mumbled to myself as a bewildered creature stood in front of me.
"Trick or treat," they guessed.
I sprang up at the words "Yeah trick or treat!" I bounced around until my paw got caught in a tassel and "OOF!" I was on the ground.,. again. I sighed as the thing slammed their door. 'Another one and no candy yet' I thought. I've been to all the houses on the street and mess up every single detail of the trick or treating experience.
I shrieked as I bumped straight into someone.
"Hello," I said while getting my outfit back into place. A red glowed permeated the air as I glanced mischievously at the cat's costume and with eyes lite up started to giggle.
"Hey this is not funny! Whoever you are..."
"I'm Unknown, and yes it kinda is extremely hilarious." she stated matter of factly.
"I'm Fungi,"
"So your a mushroom- like plant?"
"Sure... if you say so," awkward silence.
"Nice night we're having right?" I said trying to start a conversation and not really suceeding.
"No not really every house opens the door starts laughing and accidentally slams it. The good news is one dropped the candy bowl." He announced "We can share it."

[Jasper.]

Flicker


Silas

'The last man on earth sat in an empty room. Then there was a knock on the door.'

Flicker Giggled as she ran away from another victims house, clenching the bag of toilet paper in her mouth as she ran. Twenty five feet away from the house, she turned around. It was Beautiful. Toilet paper strewn everywhere. Whipping in the chilly night air from trees, the house itself was like the Bathroom of a middle school's boys bathrooms. She smiled to herself and sat down the bag of toilet paper, "You've really out-done yourself this year Flicker!" she smiled. Then turned around and was face-to-face with a Ghostly figure, a scary guy, completely white except for blackish ears, black rings around his eyes, Black chest, Black tail, and Black broken heart looking patch of fur, and a beige bracelet, Blood red eyes, and eyes that looked like he had tears in them but never cried. And Three candles where levitating behind him, plus Two Gummy Pups where climbing all over him. "Silas you Scare the crap out of me sometimes." she giggled. and walked past him "And Chewy and Jack" she looked at the Gummy Pups who Barked in a high pitched manner. "I still have no clue why you keep them." she rolled her eyes. Silas was not a normal dog. He was a caster, a Very powerful being. Smarter than humans by far. Casters could cast spells that make anything happen, Bring things to life,(Hence Jack and Chewy.) make people do stuff, you name it they can do it. "Nice house." Silas complimented on her house. "Thanks." she said sounding pleased, "We should be heading home." Silas said Head in the air looking at the moon. "Yeah. What time is it anyway?" she asked Silas looked at his watch "Woah. Its 3 o'clock" he said disbelieving. "Really?" she said "Wow" . "Yeah, Wow." said Silas "Lets go." And walked to the right. "Okay," Flicker said, and walked to the left. Silas stopped and turned around, "Where are you going?" he asked head tilted "Home." Flicker said head held high. "Home is this way." Silas said in a harsh tone. "'Home is this way.'"[b] Flicker mocked in a high pitched squeak. [b]"Lighten up, I'm taking a Shortcut." Silas rolled his eyes but went with her. Flicker suddenly lept threw the tree line and into the woods. Silas jumped in after her. "You sure you know where were going?" he asked cautiously. "Pfftt. I know this place like the back of my paw!" she jeered. "Okay" Silas grumbled. thirty minuets in and Silas was gripping at flicker, "OH! I know where I'm going!" he mocked. They kept walking until they ended up at a cemetery, when they where blasted with frozen air Tall Tombstones where spotted here and there, mostly, rocks that where tombstones where supposed to be. Flicker glued herself to Silas. When suddenly, Silas's candles went out, "WHY DID THE CANDLES GO OUT?!" Flicker was freaking out. "Huh. Strange. I can't seem to light them." Silas woofed trying to light the candles, "Don't mess with me like this!" Flicker Growled. "I'm not messing!" Silas said. A haunting apparition Jumped five feet in front of the two then jumped out behind a tombstone, "OH, CRAP. Did you see that?!" Flicker whispered frantically, "Yes." Silas whispered back. A thick fog engulfed the cemetery. And not a heartbeat after, the figure was two yards ahead of them, it froze in the middle of the walk way and looked at them, its eyes glowed white, it had yellow swirls around its body, it had a cats tail, Five inch claws, and had spikes out its spine, Its eyes held sorrow, and pain, it appeared to be crying. It started to run for them, faster, and faster, Gaining ever faster with each paw step, and as it was running for them it was wailing in the most haunted tone, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm Sorry!" Flicker wanted to scream, but was mute. She wanted to run, but was paralyzed. The mouth of it was Gaping for her head, and as its jaws closed around her head. Crunch. Scream. Yelp. BLACKNESS.

Cemetery:

Lucifer: