[Beatnik]

A Makoatl is a terrestrial shark-dragon hybrid recently discovered
off the coast of the Greenland sea. They have the powerful tail
and jaws of a shark, with the body and (occasional) horns of a dragon.
They usually have manes, and are covered in thick coats of fur-
adapted to keeping out the cold in their native habitat.
They live on a diet of mainly meat and fish, and are known to be vicious
hunters! Despite this attitude toward their prey, however, they
are very protective and mothering to their offspring,
as well as to each other the majority of the time.

This babe is pretty much based off candy corn, but I wanted the design to remain neutral rather than dark or light. So for the contest, it ends on Monday.

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Story for the Mako on Halloween Night

[yuketsu]

mark

[zippo.]

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Zippo♥

Name:

Kellin

Sex:

Male

Story for the Mako on Halloween Night

He spends his night with his two bestfriends, Candie and Dysis

Every Halloween, if you walk along the main river, a glow will appear. This glow tells you her name, Dysis. She will ask you a simple question, "Am I a monster?" if you respond with no, she will let you go. If you say yes, she will kill you as her pack did to her.

Two years ago, Kellin was walking along that very river. Alone, lost, and terrified on Halloween Night. His mischievous friend Candie had run off as a 'prank', not a very fun one in his opinion. A faint mist had started swallowing him, his breath was knocked out of him and he was paralyzed. A wolf appeared in front of him, desolated towns twisting form her paws and an Erie moon shining from her side. The glow seemed to be pouring from the crown atop her head. Her voice sent chills down his spine.

"Am I a monster?"

Taken back, Hollow didn't know what to say. Was she a ghost? a regular wolf? certainly she wasn't like him, or his feline friend Candie.

"N-no" he choked out, straightening his shoulders to appear confident.

"I think you're beautiful" and he did, something about the strange creature in front of him was alluring. The calm and collected ghostly figure seemed taken back, her eyes widened and the mist faltered, then cleared all together.

"What?" her voice full of confusion. Not once in her short life as a living wolf had she been called beautiful. After all, she was murdered for her Omega status.

"I've never seen anyone like you" she spoke in a softer tone. "My name is Dysis, and for all 500 years of my haunting death no one has ever said I was beautiful"

"Times have changed, Dysis. After all, have you ever seen someone like me?" Kellin smirked, flaunting his striped shark-like tail.

"500 years ago you would have been killed" Dysis broke into a smile, the first in a very long time. Her crown split, falling onto the ground in two pieces.

Kellin chuckled, taking a step closer to her. "Would you join me for this Halloween night?"

"You have given me my freedom, you strange boy. I will join you for every Halloween night" she smiled, and walked alongside him. A strange, small furry creature popped out in front of them screaming. "Is that a rat?"

"It's a cat" He laughed seeing Candie's disgusted face. "That's Candie, I'm Kellin"

"A RAT?!" She screamed. "I'm the finest breed of feline" she flicked her tail, poshly turning her head.

"Be nice, Candie. This is Dysis, she's..." his voice trailed.

"Dysis, I used to haunt this river every Halloween. I was killed here by my own pack, deemed as an Omega for my strange coloring. 500 years have changed a lot of things, and I see I will be welcomed here" she smiled, looking down at the frisky feline who's markings matched that of Kellins.

"So, like, you're a ghost?" Candie looked up, head tilted in confusion. She thought ghosts were made up to scare Kellin.

"Yes, every Halloween I manifest. The crown tied me to this river, but Kel's kindness had broken the bond. I am free" she explained, a pained and saddened expression crossed her face.

"What will happen when Halloween ends?" Kel looked to her, panic filling his voice.

"Things will go black again. The light will not come again until Halloween" she sighed, her ears flattened against her head.

"Well then, we'll do our best to make every Halloween the best!" Candie exclaimed. "Wait, what's happening?"

"The sun is rising, doe that mean..?" Kellin's voice dropped, seeing the beauty slowly fade away.

"Thank you" she smiled, tears of happiness falling from her reddened eyes.

"Will I see you again?" he shouted, almost running after the faint glow.

"The crown, next Halloween" the voice echoed as she disappeared from sight.

"Until then, Dyis" he spoke sorrowfully, walking towards the broken crown. He picked it up, placing it gently in his trick-or-treating pillow case.

"You'll see your little girlfriend again, don't be so glum!" Candie smirked, walking towards their hometown. "After all, if it wasn't for my hilarious prank you wouldn't have met her"

"Oh shut up, ratty" he pawed her playfully, running off as she hissed and chased him down.

and that's the story of how the tricky Halloween trio came together for the first time. Now, every Halloween, the two unlikely friends travel the world to show their ghostly companion the changes in the world.

[Alkene]

*Dropping out* a friend really wants them more than me ;v;" Watching for the winner instead!

[Kyo]

Username: Ricecatkyo
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Story for the Mako on Halloween Night

Res yesss <33

[Sketchasaur]

Username: Splatter

Name: Kyandikon(Most call him Kyan)

Sex: Male

Story for the Mako on Halloween Night;

Nights for him are normally average but Halloween nights are always different and unique every year.
Nonetheless, Kyan enjoys each Halloween night and takes the scares quite well.

Today was a cold, windy night. The leaves swirling in the middle of the road and sidewalks and seemed to whiz by him.
The sidewalk was cold as he walked on it, crunching leaves beneath him with every step.
He had a pillowcase in his mouth and was looking at every house with it's lights on.
His tail swayed back and forth behind him slowly as he approached a unusual looking house.

He had never seen this house on the block before and he would know since he lived in the neighborhood for quite some time now.
He had a few pieces of candy in his pillowcase but not much as there wasn't many houses there.
Approaching the house, stared at the window and when he did, a something or someone disappeared from it from inside when he looked.
He didn't feel too good about this house but he didn't allow it to scare him.
Gently putting his bag on the ground, he slowly walked up the steps.
When his hind paw stepped on the last step, the board itself broke.
Luckily, he was quick enough so his paw didn't touch whatever might have been under there.
He didn't dare look in case something would jump out at him.

Putting a gentle paw on the door, he carefully pushed it open and poked his head inside.
He could see nothing but darkness and he suddenly felt uneasy.
Shaking the feeling off, he noticed a light source right next to him.

That's funny... I would have noticed that lantern before.. Where did it come from?

He pondered and of course, he picked it up and when he did, a faint menacing laugh came from a room with it's door half opened. Shivers ran down his spine to the tip of his tail as he gulped and put a single paw backward.
All of a sudden, something shoved him from behind, knocking him right into the creaky and scary house and slammed the door behind him.
Kyan got up shakily and turned to open the door with the lantern still in his mouth.
Of course, the door was locked and didn't surprise him but made him more frightened as he was trapped.

No, I am not trapped. There is a way out even if it is hidden.

He said to himself to ease his troubled mind.
Kyan ventured into the room where the laugh came from and to his surprise, it was a rather big room.
His lantern illuminated some objects in the room.
Before he could pick up the first object in front of him, a darkened shadow moved quickly across the room with the menacing laughter he had heard from before. He exited the room along with closing the door.

A loud banging on the door sounded when he shut it.
Alarmed, he ran away from the door and hit a wall.
He rubbed his head and horns before continuing his trip to the exit.
Kyan felt as though he was going insane because normally Halloween nights have those average and not so scary tricks.
Never before had he been this scared on a Halloween night.

Shakily he made his way into what seemed like the kitchen.
The sound of plates clatter against each other startled him and he quickly hid in the pantry on the far side of the kitchen.
Yellow glowing eyes turned towards him and Kyan felt his heart beat race and his breathing increase as the figure approached him.
The figure came clear and it was only a cat causing all the noise in the kitchen.
It hissed at him before running off.

Now... There should be a back door around here somewhere.."

He thought as he nervously searched for an exit.
He finally found it when he noticed a hundred pair of eyes staring behind him.
Slowly he nervously turned his head and his anxiety overwhelmed him and he bashed into the door, breaking it open and ran around the house and down the street.

All the eyes revealed themselves at the front door of the house and it was a bunch of Makoatl's who played a prank on Kyan.
They all laughed and since the night neared towards the end, they began to clean up their house.

But what about Kyan's candy? Oh no! He forgot his candy!

[wyrdwurm]

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Story for the Mako on Halloween Night

trying not to keep trying out for makos but...those...colors....so hungry for candycorn now!

[Poison Wolf]

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Username:
Poison Wolf
Name:
Bellatrix 'Trixy'-
“warrioress”
and also a star
in the constellation of Orion
Sex:
Female
Story for the Mako on Halloween Night:

"Ahh Halloween... my favorite time of the year...."
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"On one night of every year the spirits are allowed to come out and play.
Or so we've always been told. You wear your masks and silly costumes..."

"But it's really to hide you from what lurks in the shadows. Who's there?"
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Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange

Come with us and you will see
This our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright
It's our town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under yours stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town, don't we love it now
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can
Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll scream!

Scream! This is Halloween
Red 'n' black, slimy green

Aren't you scared
Well, that's just fine

Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream, everybody scream

In our town of Halloween

I am the clown with the tear-away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the who when you call, Who's there?
I am the wind blowing through your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumplings everywhere
Life's no fun without a good scare

That's our job, but we're not mean
In our town of Halloween

In this town
Don't we love it now

Everybody's waiting for the next surprise
Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin
This is Halloween, everybody scream
Wont' ya please make way for a very special guy

Our man jack is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King, now!

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!
La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween!

Yeeeeeeeee!

Theme Song: This is Halloween by Marilyn Manson


Personality:
||Scheming||Devious||Prankster||Joker||Care-Free||
Bellatrix lives for Halloween. She loves to scare others,
all in good fun of course. It's the perfect time of year
to test out her artistic skills and to break out her love
of cosplaying (and cross-dressing). It's the one night
anyone can get away with practically anything.
Especially with scare pranks- her favourite kind of
joke. She's a great sport and if someone pranks her
back, she won't get all bent out of shape. Sometimes
oblivious to others' feelings, her jokes can be a little...
crass. She loves to plot things; never joke around her
because she might end up turning it into an all-out
prank war. She tends not to care about what the
consequences of her actions may be. She's a bit
ADHD, and she has never gotten over her trick-or-treat
phase. When she finally realized she was a bit too
old for that, she began stealing the candy instead.
In a fun way, of course. Professionally, she is a
makeup artist for movies. Her specialty is horror.
Gore all the way- this warioress does not scare easily.

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Yellow eyes gleam in the shadows,
watching and waiting. The darkness
of the night shrouds the owner of
these yellow eyes, hiding them from
everyone's sight. Rustle, rustle in
the bushes, whisper, whisper in the
trees. Who could it be, who could it be?
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Kids trot merrily down the lane, clueless.
The yellow eyes follow them where ever
they go. The sounds of lip-licking
suddenly come softly through the
darkness. Some of the older children
bring the younger ones 'round to tell
the tale.
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"Every Halloween is a new night of
terrors for the creatures of the night.
The witches and ghouls and vampires
all come out to play. This is why you
have to dress up. If you don't hide then
they will find you... hunt you down...
and eat you!"
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"Don't believe me? Then listen close.
Twas not long ago that another happy
trick-or-treater just like yourselves
was walking down this very road one
Halloween night. It was getting close to
midnight and all the houses were shut."
"Thinking it safe to take off her mask,
she took off her zombie costume and
continued down the road... When
suddenly..."
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"The streetlamps flickered out.
She could barely see, and all she
could hear was this loud panting.
She called out. "Hello? Who's there?"
But nobody answered, and the
panting just got louder... and louder..
and louder, until it was too late!"
"Another Mako came up, but something
about him was horribly wrong... He
was a real, undead zombie!"
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The eyes in the darkness narrow with
anticipation as some of the smaller
children squeal with fright, but the
story is not over yet.
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"The Zombie points to her and yells:
"You're no zombie!" She tries to
run away but the zombie is too fast!
He catches her and says: "Dinnertime!"
... And she was never seen again."
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"Some say, that because she was eaten
by a zombie, what was left of her became
a zombie, and that every Halloween, she
roams this street, searching for other
little children that have taken off their
masks.... To eat them!"
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Upon this exclamation, one of the older
Makos jumps out of the bushes with a
roar, making the smaller kids run away
screaming in terror. The older kids laugh,
and pull off their masks.
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The yellow eyes zero in, and out of the
darkness protrudes a smile. It is time.
"Hey... d-did you hear that?"
Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustling in the bushes.
"We took of our masks...!"
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As they look to each other in horror, the
yellow eyes spring from the darkness,
revealing a zombified Makoatl in all
its horrible, gory glory. With shrieks of
fear, the gang bolts in different directions,
their bags of candy scattered all over the
pavement as they disappear from sight.
The yellow eyes are revealed to be...
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A normal Mako in a very good Halloween
costume. Bellatrix scooped up the
dropped bags of loot and sprang back
into the bushes like a thief before someone
could see her, chuckling to herself as she
laid down to eat her delicious stolen treats.
Another successful Halloween scare accomplished.
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[Shadowdannie]

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Corrona

Sex:
Female

Story for the Mako on Halloween Night: (written in third person)
Listen to this song while reading the story

Another Halloween night, and I'm walking to the cemetery. It's about 8 o'clock when I leave my house. I walk past the few lingering children and their parents. Around this time, most people have brought their children in. So the few lingering families is a bit odd. I watch as they go running up to house after house, laughing and chatting about how much candy they are getting.
You won't be laughing when you realize how many cavities you'll end up having. I think to myself as I walk. I pull my black hood up over my head and pop my headphones in. I turn on Haunted by Evanescence. The perfect song for this type of night. I put the song on a loop and continue towards the cemetery.
I soon arrive at my destination. I smile as I come to the gate and slip through the small opening.
"This is where I belong" I think out loud. The cemetery has always given me a calming feeling whenever I was in it, ever since i was a little kid. Not sure why. I walk towards the little river that runs through the cemetery. Once reaching it, I follow it downstream to the stone bridge that passes it. Since this was not my first time being in the cemetery or being on this bridge, I went straight to it and sat on the one spot that did not have a rail. I slung my legs over the edge of it, letting the loose stones fall into the running water. Seeing as I knew that I was alone in the cemetery, I took the headphones out of my phone and played Evanescence out loud. After a while of letting the music play, I began to sing along. A couple hours passed.
"You aren't a siren, are you?" a voice behind me asked. I jumped slightly, getting startled. I turn around to see a male who looked to be the same age as me. I smiled a bit at the silly question, but now looking back on it, I can see why he asked. After all, my tail was sticking out of my clothes and moving to the beat of the music. And since my tail looks quite like a shark tail, it wasn't hard to be mistaken for a Siren's tail. I looked at the male and shook my head.
"No, I am not a Siren." I looked at my phone and paused my music.
"Well you have an amazing voice, it is easily mistakable for that of a Siren's." The male stated. "I'm Crane, Ichabod Crane." His name sounded familiar, but I could not remember for the life of me from where. So I just smiled at him and replied telling him my name.
"I'm Corrona."
"Corrona, that's a nice name. Would you like to accompany me on a walk miss Corrona?" He asked politely. I didn't understand some things about this guy. 1.) Where did he come from, I thought I was alone. 2.)Where did I know his name from. and 3.)Why was he being so nice to me. He didn't know me.
I figured that it couldn't hurt on a night like this, so I agreed. He helped me get up and we began walking. We talked about pointless things, just trying to make conversation. He asked me where I was from and what I was doing out on a night like this, so I explained to him that not many people enjoyed my company, and that I was an outcast. I had also explained about how the cemetery is calming for me. He nodded as I talked. After about a half hour of pointless wandering, he pulled me in a certain direction, saying he wanted to show me something. I just nodded and followed. After a few minutes of silence, I asked him why his name sounded so familiar. He smiled a bit and told me that I would soon understand. That made me even more confused. We continued walking, and eventually came to a quaint little house. He walked to the door and opened it, gesturing me to go in. I slowly went into the house, cautious. I had no idea what was in store for me, or what this man was going to do.
I entered the house, only to hear someone calling my name from another room. I followed the voice only to find a woman sitting at a table, next to my mother. I could not believe my eyes.
My mother had died when I was really young, and I was raised by my aunt, who didn't do a very good job at taking care of me.
"Mom?!" I choked out. I had assumed it was my mother, only because she looked like the spitting image of the female I had seen in the pictures that were left to me. She nodded and gestured for me to sit across from them at the table. I was very confused, but I sat down. Not long after, the male had joined us, carrying tea. He sat down the tray and handed each of us a cup, then sat down next to me. "What is going on?" I asked, confused and slightly scared. The ghost of my mother was sitting right in front of me.
"Darling, I am Katrina Van Tassel." the woman next to my mother said. "I am going to explain what is going on." and that is exactly what she did.
Apparently, I am the daughter of Hans Van Ripper. This is also the reason I can see my dead mother, Ichabod Crane, or the headless horseman as everyone knows him, and Katrina Van Tassel. That is why I was an outcast all my life, and why the cemetery was so calming to me.
Katrina also explained to me that there are very evil spirits that come out each night and cause havoc around the city. That is why they had to find me suddenly, also because I had just turned 18 and was able to see them now. After I found all of this out, they had told me that I was needed to fight the spirits and send them back each night. A big task to put on a girl of my age, but I accepted. Once I agreed, my mother informed me that she would not be seeing me again anytime soon as she had to head back to the grave. I frowned at that, but I knew it had to be done.
I now spend my nights fighting those spirits and sending them back to their graves. During the day I am a part time college student and live my life like any other. I live with Ichabod and Katrina now, since they aren't allowed to leave the earth, or the cemetery.

[ririan]

Username:
.Ibuki Mioda.

Name:
Strider

Sex:
Male

Story for the Mako on Halloween Night:
[[Cody and Sam are made up names as his friend]]
I sat on my front porch on a cold, dark Halloween night. The wind howled as it blew straight through my bones. The crisp smell of leaves from colorful layers over my lawn flowed through the air. The only light visible was that of the street lamp at the end of the street. It was giving off a creepy glow setting me in a nervous mood. Then I finally saw a pair of headlights come over the hill approaching my house. Finally the car pulled up to my driveway. I instantly jumped into the back seat. I let out a sigh as I sunk into the soft material of the car seat. The familiar smell of leather filled my nostrils. Cody and Sam looked backed at me.

“You ready?” asked Cody excitedly.

“Lets go!” I replied enthusiastically.

Sam floored it and we sped off. This was going to be the best Halloween ever. This night was going to consist of pulling pranks on parents and scaring kids. As we were bumping over the uneven road I saw a mysterious old house on a hill I had never seen before in the thirteen years I have lived in Fort Wayne, Indiana. I told Sam to stop the car, but he had already started. All of us looked up the giant hill. We then looked at each other all with a crazy glint in our eyes. We all had the same idea. Who would be able to stay in the house the longest?

The three of us started walking up the steep hill. By the time we arrived at the rusty gate, our feet were sore and our ears were pink. Now that we were finally here, it seemed a lot bigger as the house loomed over us. It looked like it hadn’t been touched in decades. I could tell they Sam and Cody were having second thoughts now. I pushed them through the creaky door. Since we only had two flashlights I didn’t get one. We wondered around the abandoned house. Strangely there was no sound of the wind outside. I could only hear the creaking of the floorboards from the three of us. The smell of damp wood was overwhelming. Then I thought I heard a fourth step. I froze and motioned to the others to do the same. The clear, slow steady rhythm of another person’s steps echoed through the house. By this point we didn’t know what to do. We crept back to the door as silently as we could. I saw the large eyes of fear on the Sam’s and Cody’s face. I reached the door first and turned the knob. It wouldn’t budge. By then it was too late. The mysterious footsteps rounded the corner. For a moment you could hear a pin drop, then all hell broke loose. The three of us bolted different directions. As I was running I managed to catch the glimpse of my pursuer. It was a hooded large hairy man. His tattered cape flowed behind him. I could smell the rotten stench he gave off. I turned into random rooms and hallways hoping I would be able to stay out of the crazy man’s reach. As the distance was closing between us I could here him screaming, “BLOOOOD!!” At this point my mind was on an overdose of adrenaline. My mind was becoming icy. I scanned everything in front of my path, wondering what I could use to help me escape. I started to slam the doors to all the rooms I passed through. This was reminding me of the chase scenes in Scooby Doo. I was making impossible patterns going into random rooms. Finally I reached one where there was a window leading to the outside. I looked down and estimated I was about 10 feet off the ground. It was a safe jump. I suppressed my urge to scream. I landed in the pushes with a crack and thud. I brushed myself off and searched for injuries. I had a scratch on my face and had hurt my knee but at that moment I didn’t feel any pain. The only thing in my mind was to run away from the horrible place. At this point I was wondering about what happened to my friends. Was there more chasing them? Had they escaped? Since it was still dark it was still difficult to see. Then I heard a honk. This was music to my ears. I sprinted with all the energy I had left toward the noise. I spotted the car flashing its headlights. Only a couple more seconds till I reached it. I was flying down the hill. I could feel the air whistling in my ear and wind flowing through my hair. Cold beads of were falling down my face and drenching my shirt. With a final push I reached the car. I jumped in and we sped away. As the adrenaline was fading I started to realize my extreme shaking and pain throbbing though my leg. But I was safe.