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 Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 10:02 pm
 Cain Candy๑19 ๑Gay ๑Zombie ๑Has his own secret place in the woods. ๑Has a tendency to need his alone-time. ๑Is sweet and almost always happy-go-lucky. ๑Seems shy, but actually isn't very modest unless around certain people. ๑Has a secret that he's never told anyone in Halloween Town. ๑No one knows his last name. He just goes by Cain. ๑  Zevran Aronai๑20 ๑Gay ๑Werewolf ๑Huge flirt (even with women, but just for fun) ๑Hates being alone and full moons ๑Is the adopted brother of Frankie ๑  Frankenstein Coolsty๑18 ๑Bi (preference to men) ๑Frankenstein ๑Has a secret no one can know ๑Ironically hates needles ๑His family adopted Zevvy when he was four and Frankie was two. ๑  LeAnne Draudy๑16 ๑Straight ๑Ghost/Demon ๑Her teeth are very, VERY sharp ๑She's not-so-secretly in love with Cain Candy ๑Very hyperactive especially when it's time for Halloween ๑LOVES to decorate ๑Very childish ๑Throws fits if she doesn't get what she wants ๑Has a grudge against Zevran because she sees the way Cain looks at him Summary It's the day before Halloween in Halloween Town, and Cain is just coming back from his secret get away in the forest. It was too much bustle for him. Everything was so hectic because of the holiday. The town, because of its name, had to go all-out for its own holiday, and sometimes it was just too much chaos for Cain Candy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 4:15 pm
Loveme.Ͼɑɩɳ Ͼɑɳɗʏ Cain sighed softly as he walked through the gate that led him back to the town. He began humming a nice tune, walking straight through the town center, ignoring and weaving through all of the busy people, and up the stairs into his house. Letting the door swing close on its own accord, he took the short trip upstairs to his room where he sat on his bed. He grabbed the book from his nightstand and shooed his spider of a bookmark from its place between the pages. He grabbed his pen made of bone and squid ink and began writing on the blank pages.
❝I went to Christmas Town again today. Its nice being able to go to my birthplace every once-in-a-while. Sometimes I wonder how my life would be if I had never found the door to this place and met Oogie Boogie... He is the one that made me like this...the b*****d. Everyone's scared of him. I used to be, but not anymore. I have nothing to fear about him now.
I sometimes wish that I had never found that door, but then...I never would have met him. So, I dunno. Maybe it's a good thing I've seen other worlds other than my own. Who knows.
Dr. Finklestein tried to get his hands on me again. I know he suspects something's different about me. I did, of course, show up out of nowhere, and he didn't create me. There's, in everyone else's eyes, no other way I could just appear here and fit in so well. I think everyone would be fascinated by my story. Heh.
I wonder what dad thinks of me disappearing. He's probably still upset. If he saw me now, though, he wouldn't even recognize me. Hell, I don't even recognize me. I'm so different. I hope he knows I miss him. I miss making toys with him. I miss fixing the trains and decorating the town with bright colours, bows and glitter. Everything is so much happier there. Now when I go home I have to wear my thickest coat so my body parts don't start falling off. Once my nose almost fell off. It was terrible.
I wish I could go back home to stay. Oh, well... Maybe he'll come over to hang out today. He always says he loves my smile...maybe he'll need some cheering up again. I dunno. My the stitching on my fingers and wrist are starting to loosen up, so I have to stop writing. I'll probably write more later. Farewell.❞
He called the spider back over with a "C'mere, Mark," and allowed him to nestle himself between the pages again. he set the book and pen down and picked up a small jar from his bedside table that contained flies. He opened up a small spout and snagged one as it flew out, quickly closing it again. He fed it to his pet and smiled, setting the jar back in its place.
Now warm, he slid his coat off and hung it up on the coat rack that was actually just a small, sturdy, young tree growing in the corner of his room. Then he headed downstairs to get himself something to eat. He may be undead, but he didn't want to be one of those scrawny, sickly, fall-apart-at-the-slightest-breeze kind of zombies. They were just disgusting. He slid a glass jar of cookies out from behind the paper towel rack and opened it up, reaching inside to grab one of the nicely-decorated cookies. He smiled at the tree-shaped cookie and took a bite, munching happily as he closed the jar and placed it back where it was.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 10:09 pm
"Whatcha gonna dress up as?" Frankenstein Coolsty asked his older adopted brother Zevran, or as Frankie called him, Zevvy. The shirtless werewolf handed him a shrunken head and a nail, the latter slowly because he knew that Frankie was deathly afraid of needles, nails, and, well, all sharp objects period.
"What do I always dress as, Frankie?" Zevran answered, smiling down at his brother, probably a whole head smaller than himself. That smile... It always got to Frankie, he quickly turned to the door, hiding his blush. "Halloween has always been on the night of a full moon, so I'll be my werewolf self again."
Frankie chuckled. "Yeah, probably," he answered. He pushed the nail through the shrunken head's forehead, as well as the door, then checked his watch, thinking quickly of an excuse to get away from his brother. However, when he saw what time it was, he was generally surprised and scared. "Oh, s**t, I gotta go! I'm part of Hallow High's Halloween Decoration Committee." Then he took off, hearing his brother call to him as he ran.
Zevran laughed. "Try saying that five times fast," he called to his brother's retreating form. "I'll see you later!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 10:10 pm
Halloween Town. The town that all the "scary" children grew up in. The town that Zevran Aronai grew up in. Twenty years old, most people would think he'd have grown out of Halloween, trick-or-treating, and the costumes. But he hadn't, and he probably never would.
Right now, he was helping his little brother, Frankie, set up the decorations for their house. Frankie, eighteen, also loved Halloween. So much, that he came up with the idea to come and decorate their parents' house together. "So, whatcha gonna dress up as this year?" Frankie asked as Zevran handed him a shrunken head to hang on the front door.
"What do I always dress as, Frankie?" Zevran answered, smiling down at his brother, probably a whole head smaller than himself. "Halloween has always been on the night of a full moon, so I'll be my werewolf self again." He handed Frankie the nail slowly, knowing his brother's secret. "What about you? Going as a Frankenstein again?"
Frankie chuckled. "Yeah, probably," he answered. He pushed the nail through the shrunken head's forehead, as well as the door, then checked his watch. "Oh, s**t, I gotta go! I'm part of Hallow High's Halloween Decoration Committee." Then he took off.
Zevran laughed. "Try saying that five times fast," he called to his brother's retreating form. "I'll see you later!" Sometimes, normally around Halloween, Frankie acted a bit odd around Zevran. Maybe he was scared that his older brother was a werewolf... Zevran shrugged then continued to decorate the house.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:24 am
Loveme.Ͼɑɩɳ Ͼɑɳɗʏ Cain glanced out his kitchen window, seeing all of the chaos still going on. He sighed softly and flipped around so his back was leaning on the counter. He then looked out the other window straight across from him and blinked. "Zevvy..," he mumbled. He took a deep breath then let it out slowly before walking to the window. He opened it up and stuck his head out of it. "Oi, Zev! You need any help?" he called out to him with a smile. His own house looked so plain compared to the one Zevran was working on. Zevran looked pretty ******** as well. "I've got nothing else to d--," "Ca-Ca!" screamed a voice before a ghost came straight through his wall and tackled him to the floor. Damn her and her ability to choose what she passed through and didn't. "Ugh... LeAnne. You loosened my arm stitching," he whined, sitting up and checking it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:38 am
HeisMINE.ʟәɑɳɳә ɗʀɑʊɗʏ
"Ca-Ca!" a teen ghost screamed before she flung herself through her beloved zombie's house and tackled him to the floor. At the zombie's words, she simply apologized and giggled then carried on without a care. "I saw your house was all plain and s**t, so I decided to come help you decorate! You can't have Halloween spirit without a scary house!" She grinned her sharp grin and began flying around all over the place searching for Halloween decorations. Cain just rolled his eyes and stood, looking out the window again. He didn't see Zevran anymore which made him pout a bit. "Ya know, I really wish you would knock like a normal person would!" he called back through his house. He only heard an airy giggle before LeAnne dropped down from his attic with many a decoration in her arms. "I found them~ Let's get started!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him to the front door. She flung the creaky piece of wood open and threw him outside, watching him stumble down the steps.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 9:39 am
Zevran looked up when someone called his name. It was Cain, his old friend, calling from his second story window. Just as he was about to wave back, a ghost appeared and tackled Cain, launching him out of site. Zev couldn't help but giggle a bit.
Hmm, he thought, looking up and down Cain's house. There aren't any decorations... I don't want Cain's house to get pelted with eggs again... I think I'll go over and help him, or force him to, decorate.
He walked across the street and looked up at Cain's window, only to miss him pulling his head back in with a sad look on his face. He shrugged and banged on the door anyway. "Hey, Cain, open up!" he called. "I'm here to force-er, help you decorate!"
Five seconds later, Cain was thrown through the door and into Cain's arms. "Woah, what the hell?!" he cried. Then he figured it out. "LeAnne, watch where you throw Cain! He's fragile, in more ways than one." He looked down at the horrified zombie in his arms. "Hey, you okay?" he said quietly, pushing the fallen bangs from Cain's face. "Did the bitchy old ghosty throw you through a piece of wood?" He didn't mean to sound babyish, but he couldn't help it. Cain had such a handsome baby face!
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 10:02 am
Loveme.Ͼɑɩɳ Ͼɑɳɗʏ Cain, kind of disheveled, blinked up at Zev a few times before blushinga dark purple-ish red. "O-Oh! I-I'm fine!" he squeaked, getting back on his feet again. He felt a cold hand on his arm right before he was yanked backwards away from Zevran. He stumbled back a bit before tumbling onto the stairs, plopping down on one of the bottom ones. "Wha..?" he asked, confused even more now. He looked up at LeAnne to see a glare being shot at Zevran. All he did then was sigh. "LeAnne, you're gonna rip me to shreds one day," he mumbled with another sigh.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 10:09 am
HeisMINE.ʟәɑɳɳә ɗʀɑʊɗʏ
LeAnne just giggled. "You know I wouldn't do that! I care about you too much to rip you to pieces! And if it did happen, I would spend as long as I had to to stitch you back together." She planted a kiss on top of the boy's head then got to decorating. "With your sewing skills, I think I'd have better luck sewing myself back together," he said with a laugh. When he noticed she wasn't even listening, he looked up at Zevran. "I guess we should get to decorating before she rips my head off...literally." He stood up and dusted himself off lightly before looking up at Zev again. Then an idea struck him. "Actually...can...can I show you something? You have to keep it a secret if I do, because I don't want a lot of people knowing about it... You're the only one other than me that I know of that is going to know of it, actually...if you wanna see, anyway..." He took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh, calming his nerves. He had actually wanted to tell Zev about it for a while now, but had never found the time to do so.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 12:53 am
Zev raised an eyebrow. He was quite curious. Cain was such a standoffish character sometimes, but now he suddenly wanted to show Zev something that he's apparently never shown anyone before, and it would be a secret only they would share. He'd be all down for that. "Uh, sure, Cain," he said, then leaned in and whispered, keeping an eye out to make sure Leanne couldn't hear nor would she sneak up on them to hear the secret. "But what about Ms. "Ghost with the most" if you catch my drift." He made big circles in front of his chest, hoping that Cain would catch his innuendo.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 1:22 am
Loveme.Ͼɑɩɳ Ͼɑɳɗʏ Cain smiled when Zev told him he's wanna share his secret. Then he looked at him a little confused when he made his innuendo. His face turned a little purple with a blush when he finally understood, though he played it off well. "U-Um, I kinda wanna sneak off before she notices..," he told him quietly, looking up into his eyes. He gingerly took a hold of his friend's hand and pulled him towards the gate to get to the woods, glancing back behind him to make sure LeAnne was still wrapped up in decorating. He gave a soft giggle as he walked quickly, making sure not to tug on his stitches too much.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 1:39 am
Zev smirked when he saw where he was being led. And by Cain, of all people. "Alright, wait," he said, jerking his arm back. "What's this about? I didn't think you could be this forward, Cain. I mean, you can barely talk to me, and now you're dragging me to the woods? I mean, if you want me that badly." He began to undo his jeans slowly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:09 am
Loveme.Ͼɑɩɳ Ͼɑɳɗʏ Cain got confused when Zevran pulled out of his grip. He winced a little, feeling the stitching loosen. Holding a hand over his shoulder to make sure it wasn't too loose, he looked up at Cain with an almost hurt expression. He thought Zev wanted to share his secret..? Then it clicked, and his whole face turned a deep purple. "N-no! That, u-um, that's n-not what...what I wanted to, um..." He took a step back from Zevran as the male began to undo his pants. He looked frightened and hurt. "I-I thought...you wanted to...to see my secret..," he said quietly, looking to the side. "Nevermind..," he added in an even quieter voice and made his way past Zevran and back towards his house.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 2:19 am
Zev ran forward and hugged Cain to stop him from moving. It was the only way to stop him without pulling a hand off or something. "Chill, man, I was just kidding," he said, chuckling. He pulled back and offered his hand. "C'mon, let's go see this secret of yours." He pulled his hand back one quick second to redo his pants before putting it back out again.
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