[Yağmur]

A quick glowy newton for Halloween. To try out for this newton just write a short spooky store based on him/her.

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You're allowed two extras, there's no limit for words or art. Ends on the 4th of November.

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[Missingheart]

Username: Missingheart
Newton's name: Vox
Gender: Male
Spooky story:

'Vox'. Meaning, 'Voice'. His voice comes from the night.

He's always been a lone wolf, a single ranger trapped in the

[pIanted]

Res ;u;

[malhare]

Username: Six
Newton's name: Dans La Rue
Gender: Female
Spooky Story:
Crunch, crunch. Kara's feet crunching on the gravel was the only sound in the otherwise silent night. It had been a lousy Halloween, she had spent so long convincing her parents to let her go out that by the time she got permission, everyone had locked up and stopped giving out candy. She was the only person on the street. Or so she thought.
A tiny movement flickered at the corner of her eye. She turned, catching a faint glimpse of something gleaming orange and pink before it vanished. She tensed, then started walking faster, trying only to look ahead. She was suddenly very aware of how dark it was, and how alone she was. For a few precious moments, she wondered if it was her imagination, then she heard it.
Crunch, crunch, shhhhhh, crunch, crunch, shhhhh. Something was following her! She let out a yelp of pure terror and started running as fast as her feet would allow. She shouldn't have come out this late! She was going to die! She tripped, landing with a thud, and froze, starting to sob. She was going to die! She slowly turned around, and to her shock, saw-

-a pile of candy, with a note left next to it. She glanced around quickly, seeing two shining pink and orange eyes watching her from the other end of the street. But her terror quickly turned to joy the second she saw just how much candy was in front of her, and, scribbled on the note in orange letters, Happy Halloween!

(Hope the story is alright, I'm half asleep and can't brain right now)

[Shaymins]

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ouo Res~ Will finish.

[Sable.]

Reserved

[Cayla]

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reserved for evil carnival - evil clowns and stuff - no steally

[jern.]

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Jern

Newton's name:

Ripper

Gender:

Male

Spooky story:

It was a dark evening, the thin lifeless clouds covered the moon only allowing a slight glowing silhouette peer from behind its foggy mask. Ripper looked up his eyes reflecting the glowing moon, with a slow sly grin Ripper half closed his eyes. Something was going to happen tonight, he could feel it in his bones.

Walking down the road his small paws pattered against the damp concrete, he squinted, though he was alone for the slightest moment he swore there in the shadows, was a person. He quickened his steps, his heart starting to pick up speed... not from horror but for excitement. When he turned the corner where the figure had been, only the memory remained. Taking a few steps further the darkness taunted him, it was quiet, particularly too quiet... Suddenly he jumped, his paw splashed in the rather deep puddle, looking down he gave a small weak giggle, looking at his own swirled eyes. What a thing to get scared of. He slowly glanced up and there at the end of the lonely ally the figure suddenly stood. He gasped slightly, pulling back for a minute than rushing forward, he huffed as he splashed through the puddle his under belly soaked. Urgently, he gasped for air, practically running towards the figure, never taking his eyes off it. Two more steps, he was almost there.

A light caught his eyes as he looked up to the side, a small store at the end of the ally, with a neon pink light, flickering on the verge of death. He didn't take the time to read it rather, quickly looked towards the figure again. Cursing under his breath as the figure no longer remained there. He was about to take a step forwards when a small childs' giggle made him pause. He slowly looked back towards the store where the figure was hairs away.

For a moment his heart stopped, looking up quickly, he could hear the figures breathing. He squinted as he made it out. It was a small albino human child, with white blond hair, reddish pink eyes and a tux. He tilted his sickly head slowly, giving a smile. His red eyes glanced towards the sign. I was hesitant, afraid if I were to look the sickly boy would vanish again. But noneless I could contain my curiosity...

The sign read...

[i]Jack The Ripper[/i]

I slowly gave a small grin looking back towards the shop, the boy was gone, disappearing into the darkness of the store. I gave one more glance to the night before following him in. The stores merchandise ranged from old dolls, to pretty little music boxes, that played sad forgotten toons. Slowly moving forward Ripper glanced the deranged toys, that seemed to watch him as he walked. He looked up as he came to the desk where The sickly boy sat. The boy gave a small smile, giggling lowly. "So, You have decided..."

I looked up, and around the demonic, deranged store and gave an equally demonic grin. Yes. I had. I was home, where I would spend my days, shrouded in the darkness... Beckoning unlucky souls into the small shack of store... That opened only at night, that bought from the devil, and sold to the lost.

[m0chicakez]

Username: Cakeface
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