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“I am a part of that ‘scary holiday thing,’ Rue is my elder sister and Fern is from Halloweentown as well. I didn’t think Halloween was scary, what experience have you had with it?”

Think you have a chance at being a fashion icon? Both the Mode kids and Audrey Costa go here.

“I do think I have a chance. Our styles are different, so we each have a different audience we cater to.“

#{ they’ll talk about for years to come : convo } #{ the princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty : audrey costa }

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Norman’s eyes caught on a girl who had stopped in his line of sight. He had been looking at the detail work on the school building, trying to incorporate more ‘Auradon’ into his work. That was going to be challenging, especially with Halloweentown’s unique style and Auradon’s... also unique style.

She started towards him and he closed his journal, and his brows furrowed when she asked the question, “Unfortunately I can’t say I have, but it can’t have gone far. I’ll help you look for it if you’d like.”

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OS: Sketchy

Norman had wanted to get out and get inspiration for his portfolio for some time now, and today was a perfect day. Overcast, not too hot, and people were out and about, making it much easier for him to people watch. His pencil scribbled in his notebook, making adjustments here, adding a note there. He would look up from time to time, seeing if anyone or anything caught his eye, and then continue with his work.

He examined one complete outfit and nodded to himself, deciding that it was finally complete. He looked up again, and did a double take. Someone was walking towards him, so he shut his sketchbook and focused on the new arrival to his comfortable place under a tree, “Well hello there, are you enjoying the lovely weather as well?”

Originally posted by spliff-for-the-soul

Jessie did a similar double take when she realized someone was drawing her. What was it with students here people watching and drawing each other? This never happened on the Isle, that was for sure. Of course, she couldn’t be sure that’s what he was drawing, but her hand goes up instinctively to where her prosthetic attaches.

“Oh. Uh, kind of? I’m looking for one of my journals, It fell out of my dorm window,” She pointed to the building just to the left of them, where her room was on the 3rd floor, “It’s kind of messy looking, with a dark teal cover. Have you seen it?”

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ sketchy }

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“Just how many things have been said about you, if you don’t mind my asking? And my father is the Pumpkin King of Halloweentown, but it’s mostly a ceremonial title. So I have a title, but if I wanted to help govern Halloweentown I’d have to join the government.”

Think you have a chance at being a fashion icon? Both the Mode kids and Audrey Costa go here.

“I do think I have a chance. Our styles are different, so we each have a different audience we cater to.“

#{ they’ll talk about for years to come : convo } #{ the princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty : audrey costa }

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Norman seemed a bit taken aback by the answer, accustomed to everyone in Auradon seeming to enjoy the weather even if it was raining. He shooed a fly off of his sketchbook, watching its exoskeleton shimmer as it flew away and made a note to incorporate that particular effect into his designs at some point.

He saw a fly buzz its way towards Fern and seeing as she had just said that they were the best part of summer, almost expected her to let it land on an outstretched finger, just like the princesses of Auradon would have done with a bird, but was again proven wrong when a crunch came along with the fly’s demise, “Hello Fern, what brings you outside if you aren’t enjoying the weather?” He waved a hand, shooing another large bug away.

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OS: Sketchy

Norman had wanted to get out and get inspiration for his portfolio for some time now, and today was a perfect day. Overcast, not too hot, and people were out and about, making it much easier for him to people watch. His pencil scribbled in his notebook, making adjustments here, adding a note there. He would look up from time to time, seeing if anyone or anything caught his eye, and then continue with his work.

He examined one complete outfit and nodded to himself, deciding that it was finally complete. He looked up again, and did a double take. Someone was walking towards him, so he shut his sketchbook and focused on the new arrival to his comfortable place under a tree, “Well hello there, are you enjoying the lovely weather as well?”

Originally posted by spliff-for-the-soul

“No.” Fern replied, though she hadn’t even been listening to the question. She was just very used to saying ‘no’ whenever anyone in Auradon talked to her. At the moment, her focus was on the horseflies buzzing about around her and Norman, possibly attracted to her decaying body. The closer Fern got to the tree, the more unearthed themselves to find something to feed on, “The only good thing about summer in when the bugs come out.”

This may have sounded sweet considering the hoards of insects Fern took care of as pets, but not after Fern snatched a horsefly from the air and squashed it between her claws, piercing all the way through.

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ then ms. oogie boogie girl : fern boogeyman } #{ sketchy }

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OS: Sketchy

Norman had wanted to get out and get inspiration for his portfolio for some time now, and today was a perfect day. Overcast, not too hot, and people were out and about, making it much easier for him to people watch. His pencil scribbled in his notebook, making adjustments here, adding a note there. He would look up from time to time, seeing if anyone or anything caught his eye, and then continue with his work.

He examined one complete outfit and nodded to himself, deciding that it was finally complete. He looked up again, and did a double take. Someone was walking towards him, so he shut his sketchbook and focused on the new arrival to his comfortable place under a tree, “Well hello there, are you enjoying the lovely weather as well?”

#{ this whole thing starts with a box : open starter } #{ sketchy } #askthenewbadstarter

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“I do love fashion, and I am technically royalty, so yes it’s true. And may I ask why you expect worse?”

Think you have a chance at being a fashion icon? Both the Mode kids and Audrey Costa go here.

“I do think I have a chance. Our styles are different, so we each have a different audience we cater to.“

#{ they’ll talk about for years to come : convo } #{ the princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty : audrey costa }

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“Them? That would make sense unfortunately, the people with no regards for holidays would do something like this. He probably doesn’t know, but I’m not sure if we should tell him when we visit home either. He wouldn’t like it at all.”

“Christmas in July is coming…are people serious about that? Why not Halloween in April then? Why would anyone want to celebrate Christmas more than once a year?“

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ pumpkins scream in the dead of night : rue skellington }

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“I simply can’t understand why another Christmas is necessary. Especially right before holidays begin to start, and in the complete wrong season for another Christmas. I thought Sandy Claws would be busy getting ready for this holiday rather than hosting another one.”

“Christmas in July is coming…are people serious about that? Why not Halloween in April then? Why would anyone want to celebrate Christmas more than once a year?“

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ pumpkins scream in the dead of night : rue skellington }

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It wasn’t lost on Norman that after the she’d received the compliment he’d given her she lit up like a jack-o’-lantern. He saw her run a quick eye over his appearance, as people he newly met often did, and then came the question of where he was from, but she added a quick comment at the end that was almost amusing to him.

“I’m from Halloweentown, but I suspect that you wouldn’t enjoy visiting. It’s quite different from Auradon.”

OS: Pride Pastel

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He had also been pleasantly surprised by the event, watching everyone come together in their pride was… nice. There had never been an organized Pride in Halloweentown, but he was thinking he might say something to his father about hosting an event somewhat similar to this.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Lakhi, and congratulations on the successful event. You’re hosting another event on the Isle as well? That’s kind of you.” He wondered what the turn out on the Isle would be, considering what he’d heard of the Isle.

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Finally, the flattery she deserved, Lakhi soaked up praised more than she soaked up on sunlight on a hot day like today. It wasn’t lost of Lakhi that this boy didn’t look like everyone else, sunken face and cold, clammy hands. Not from the Isle either, or else the goth clothes would look more intentional. Perhaps that was part of his pride, a weird costume and face paint today.

“Where are you from? I’m trying to schedule my vacay’s after this ends, yknow? She replied, trying a little too hard to sound cool.

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ snake eyes : lakhi kaur } #{ pride pastel }

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“There’s nothing to worry about Princess, all I’ve heard is that you love fashion and you’re royalty. None of those are crimes where I come from, so you’re in the clear.”

Think you have a chance at being a fashion icon? Both the Mode kids and Audrey Costa go here.

“I do think I have a chance. Our styles are different, so we each have a different audience we cater to.“

#{ they’ll talk about for years to come : convo } #{ the princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty : audrey costa }

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Norman had gone into town to see the latest Auradonian fashion and to see if the fabric store had gotten anything new in stock, or if anything would chatch his eye. He saw the teen standing in the middle of the sidewalk looking lost, and decided to see if he needed anything.

He approached him slowly, not wanting to scare him. He looked up at the shop sign and saw it was a clothing store. If this was the kind of advice he needed, Norman felt confident that he could help. He had reached the teen, but he still hadn’t been noticed, so he cleared his throat, startling him. The teen asked if he was in Norman’s way, and Norman shook his head, “No, I’m sorry for startling you. I was just wondering if you needed any help.”

Open Starter: Shopping

Christian looked around all the shops on main street, checking them out to see if he could find any that had what he wanted. He never really shopped, just took what his mom bought him or his dad didn’t want. They weren’t poor, just didn’t need to spend their money buying a bunch of stuff. 

Now, he had a delema, people had started to think he was the son of a lumberjack or something. He didn’t know how to tell them that his family was not, in fact, made up of lumberjacks. So he decided the best way to show that he lived in the forest but still could dress well, was to buy some new clothes. Problem was, he had no idea what would look good on him and was still his style. He turned around when he heard someone clear their throat, flailing a bit. “Sorry, was I in your way?”

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ they’re busy building toys : christian robin } #{ shopping }

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“Really? That’s my view as well, why does Christmas get two chances while every other holiday gets the alloted one? You’re correct, unfortunately.” He had to agree with his sister on her last point, why was Halloween and every other holiday constantly overlooked?

“Christmas in July is coming…are people serious about that? Why not Halloween in April then? Why would anyone want to celebrate Christmas more than once a year?“

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ pumpkins scream in the dead of night : rue skellington }

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“I thought that was a joke... It’s real?” Norman could hardly believe that they’d chosen Christmas to celebrate twice. Halloween was obviously the holiday to celebrate twice. On the other hand, why celebrate any holiday twice? That’s what made holidays fun. They only came once a year.

“Christmas in July is coming…are people serious about that? Why not Halloween in April then? Why would anyone want to celebrate Christmas more than once a year?“

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ pumpkins scream in the dead of night : rue skellington }

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“Thank you, my notebook is finally filling up again. Everyone misses you, and home hasn’t changed drastically, it’s still wonderful Halloweentown. I missed Castlecoming? I’m sure it wasn’t much to miss, but imagine the ideas I could have gotten from all the fancy dress.”

Norman! You actually returned? And to think I thought some of my dislike for Auradon would have rubbed off on you. It’s good to see you, though. - Rue

“Rue! I know, I was almost surprised myself, but when I returned home and found myself suffering from severe artist’s block, I thought a change of scenery would do me good. And it is good, as always, to see you too sister.”

#{ they’ll talk about for years to come : convo } #{ pumpkins scream in the dead of night : rue skellington }

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Have you met Rue’s boyfriend Hyson?

“I’m not sure I was aware Rue had a boyfriend, but now that I know, I would like to meet him.”

#{ who’s there : anon } #{ pumpkins scream in the dead of night : rue skellington } #{ for the ruler of this land : hyson zhao }

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I love her

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He had also been pleasantly surprised by the event, watching everyone come together in their pride was... nice. There had never been an organized Pride in Halloweentown, but he was thinking he might say something to his father about hosting an event somewhat similar to this.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Lakhi, and congratulations on the successful event. You’re hosting another event on the Isle as well? That’s kind of you.” He wondered what the turn out on the Isle would be, considering what he’d heard of the Isle.

OS: Pride Pastel

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Norman had decided to partake in the pride event, even though canvas art was not his forte. He had decided to express himself mixing his pride flag with Halloweentown’s natural color scheme. He heard the person walk behind him and complement his canvas, even though it was somewhat sloppier than his neighbors’.

When the voice returned he reexamined his canvas before turning to face the kind-worded person. Halloweentown’s skyline was dimly lit by a muted rainbow sunset. Looking at it again, he decided that he did like it, even if he wasn’t the best artist. He turned around and looked up, “Thank you, that’s quite kind of you to say.”

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In Lakhi’s mind, the canvas looked a bit gray and dim for her tastes. But.. she supposed that was what pride was about? Having all the different experiences together and celebrating that? Even if it did make one weird painting. Lkahi was nonetheless still very much in-the-zone to chat with some royals, butter them up. She’d heard of the pumpkin princess, considerably less of her brother, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t powerful as well!

“You’re so welcome, my name’s Lakhi. I’m really happy with how this event turned out,” She replied, subtly fishing for a compliment on how well she did, “And I’ll be taking the arts to the Isle too, it’ll be wonderful.”

#{ for the story that you are about to be told : thread } #{ snake eyes : lakhi kaur } #{ pride pastel }