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This is Nightmare Night
Who: Everypony!
What: Welcome to Nightmare Night Extravaganza!
Where: Ponyville. All of it.
When: Forward-dated to Nightmare Night
Warnings: None
It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter where you lay your hat. You got an invitation.
You're Invited to PINKIE PIE'S WELCOME TO PONYVILLE NIGHTMARE NIGHT EXPLOSION OF AWESOME PARTYRIFFICNESS!!!
Sometime when no one was paying attention, all of Ponyville became absolutely draped in holiday decorations. The empty town was practically begging to be filled with something, Pinkie thought, so it only made sense that she should be the pony to do it. She's stuck to the traditional Nightmare Night color scheme, though native ponies might notice that the usual Nightmare Moon silhouettes are absent. She had, after all, agreed to keep that a secret.
Town Square is where all the refreshments are, as well as the usual Nightmare Night games: spider toss, pumpkin chunkin', apple bobbing, and even a little stage with a sign reading Costume Contest 7:00. There's also a particular bowl of spiders set aside, labeled Princess Luna's Spiders. Huh.
Pinkie herself can be found wandering about in what appears to be a paper-mache elephant's head, a costume which makes much more sense when she's perched atop her similarly-painted Meowjesty. Toothy, meanwhile, is painted to look like a meerkat. Hopefully everyone else knew to get costumes as well - humans have Nightmare Night, right?
What: Welcome to Nightmare Night Extravaganza!
Where: Ponyville. All of it.
When: Forward-dated to Nightmare Night
Warnings: None
It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter where you lay your hat. You got an invitation.
Sometime when no one was paying attention, all of Ponyville became absolutely draped in holiday decorations. The empty town was practically begging to be filled with something, Pinkie thought, so it only made sense that she should be the pony to do it. She's stuck to the traditional Nightmare Night color scheme, though native ponies might notice that the usual Nightmare Moon silhouettes are absent. She had, after all, agreed to keep that a secret.
Town Square is where all the refreshments are, as well as the usual Nightmare Night games: spider toss, pumpkin chunkin', apple bobbing, and even a little stage with a sign reading Costume Contest 7:00. There's also a particular bowl of spiders set aside, labeled Princess Luna's Spiders. Huh.
Pinkie herself can be found wandering about in what appears to be a paper-mache elephant's head, a costume which makes much more sense when she's perched atop her similarly-painted Meowjesty. Toothy, meanwhile, is painted to look like a meerkat. Hopefully everyone else knew to get costumes as well - humans have Nightmare Night, right?
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Between the decorations, costumes, and candy, it was hard to make any sort of distinction between the two holidays. Aside from the ponies of course. He wasn't really complaining. Although, did that mean it was October now? He'd lost track of the dates.
Still, he was there, sans a costume. He couldn't really think of one that would work for him. However, Theta had been intrigued by the holiday, and was riding on North's back covered with a sheet that had two hasty eye holes cut out of it. It was the best North could improvise.
"Where do you want to go first, Theta?"
[ooc: please note that my hiatus still stands. I'll try and get to tags but they might not come till Friday depending on how things go. Sorry.]
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Then he got there and realized its little quirk.
He's standing just within the main square, standing stock still because it's the best way to avert attention to the fact that he doesn't quite know how to work all his legs yet.
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Costume booth!
Feel free to persuade her to dress up, Rarity. :3
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Yuffie and Lea trotted after him; at least they seemed to be excited.
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Getting used to suddenly being on four legs on the other hand, was a little different. She might have been raised by a cat, but that doesn't negate the fact that she's been bipedal for a very long time. Besides, grubs aren't really the same as ponies no matter how you sliced it. Still, by the time she manages to arrive at the party, she's gotten the hang of, for the most part. She also doesn't know that costumes are suggested, but perhaps she can be forgiven for this under the circumstances.
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And the only idea Sora had for a costume was his Halloween Town form. Or rather a pony version of it. Or something. All he had for it was a funky little pumpkin mask, the bitty black cape and a set of little silver bat wings affixed to his crown pendant. He wasn't really concerned. A fuller version of the outfit probably wouldn't have been very comfortable anyway (fake fangs were rarely ever comfortable) and it wasn't like he was looking to win any contests.
It seemed logical to head straight for the refreshments. Logically, if one wanted to talk to people at a party, congregating by the food was a good way to go about it. He noticed the games too as he passed by them. Why there was a bowl of spiders specifically labeled 'Princess Luna's Spiders' was beyond him, but he supposed that would be answered sooner or later.
So late, I'm sorry.
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Again with the late. ;_;
Late too. Brain is misbehaving
Silly brains, misbehaving when we need them
Like mischievous little kittens with no attention span...
Yep.
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