(Since I didn't see any Trick or Treat Sci-fi's here's one for anyone with Sci-fi characters)
π WELCOME TO A GRELEKS HALLOWEEN π
The dim glow of Sudalorm's control panel flickered,
signaling an incoming transmission. His slitted, lizard-like nose twitched as his green eyes scanned the message from the High Elites.
The words were clear: to maintain peace with Earth's trading partners, he must participate in an event called "Halloween."
He tilted his head, confused by the concept.
The attached document was extensive, detailing human and alien customs, traditions for this particular celebration.
As he read on, his tendrils coiled tighter, curling inward with each new piece of information.
Candy, costumes, decorations, none of it made sense to him, but orders were orders.
Hours later.
Sudalorm's ship descended onto the bustling trader dock,
the air shimmering as his vessel touched down.
Around him, ships from other planets hovered in place, exchanging goods and wares.
His ship, however, would soon stand out for a different reason.
Sudalorm, with careful precision, adorned the exterior of his ship with bright, pulsating orange and purple lights that shimmered against the blackness of space.
He hung spectral figures from the other worlds, a variety of ghosts and skeletons unfamiliar to Earth's eyes,
floating eerily alongside the hull. A large "WELCOME" sign, written in multiple languages, gleamed on the side of the ship.
The interior of his ship had been transformed as well.
In the cargo bay, Sudalorm set up a long table covered with various bowls of snacks.
Earth delicacies such as candy corn and chocolate bars were mixed with treats from distant planets, like neatly wrapped candy apples that sparkled with alien dust and toasted marshmallow spiders, an otherworldly favorite. A small sign on the table read, βTake 2β in bold letters,
a tradition he had read about in the document.
Sudalorm glanced at his reflection in a metallic surface. His towering figure was cloaked in a pirate's garb, a long coat draped over blackened armor,
and a plastic sword hanging from his belt. To complete the look, a fake beard had been carefully applied to his face, despite his lack of a mouth. His green eyes blinked slowly in the mirror. Pirates were said to be fierce, and perhaps this costume would make the humans more at ease.
The festive atmosphere was set.
His ship, glowing and filled with strange delights, was ready to welcome Earth's traders and citizens.
Now, all that remained was for them to arrive, and for Sudalorm to partake in this mysterious celebration of Halloween.
He stood tall beside the table, arms crossed, his tendrils twitching in anticipation. He had no idea what to expect,
but the High Elites demanded peace. And peace, on this day, was wrapped in candy and the strange customs of Earth.
π WELCOME TO A GRELEKS HALLOWEEN π
The dim glow of Sudalorm's control panel flickered,
signaling an incoming transmission. His slitted, lizard-like nose twitched as his green eyes scanned the message from the High Elites.
The words were clear: to maintain peace with Earth's trading partners, he must participate in an event called "Halloween."
He tilted his head, confused by the concept.
The attached document was extensive, detailing human and alien customs, traditions for this particular celebration.
As he read on, his tendrils coiled tighter, curling inward with each new piece of information.
Candy, costumes, decorations, none of it made sense to him, but orders were orders.
Hours later.
Sudalorm's ship descended onto the bustling trader dock,
the air shimmering as his vessel touched down.
Around him, ships from other planets hovered in place, exchanging goods and wares.
His ship, however, would soon stand out for a different reason.
Sudalorm, with careful precision, adorned the exterior of his ship with bright, pulsating orange and purple lights that shimmered against the blackness of space.
He hung spectral figures from the other worlds, a variety of ghosts and skeletons unfamiliar to Earth's eyes,
floating eerily alongside the hull. A large "WELCOME" sign, written in multiple languages, gleamed on the side of the ship.
The interior of his ship had been transformed as well.
In the cargo bay, Sudalorm set up a long table covered with various bowls of snacks.
Earth delicacies such as candy corn and chocolate bars were mixed with treats from distant planets, like neatly wrapped candy apples that sparkled with alien dust and toasted marshmallow spiders, an otherworldly favorite. A small sign on the table read, βTake 2β in bold letters,
a tradition he had read about in the document.
Sudalorm glanced at his reflection in a metallic surface. His towering figure was cloaked in a pirate's garb, a long coat draped over blackened armor,
and a plastic sword hanging from his belt. To complete the look, a fake beard had been carefully applied to his face, despite his lack of a mouth. His green eyes blinked slowly in the mirror. Pirates were said to be fierce, and perhaps this costume would make the humans more at ease.
The festive atmosphere was set.
His ship, glowing and filled with strange delights, was ready to welcome Earth's traders and citizens.
Now, all that remained was for them to arrive, and for Sudalorm to partake in this mysterious celebration of Halloween.
He stood tall beside the table, arms crossed, his tendrils twitching in anticipation. He had no idea what to expect,
but the High Elites demanded peace. And peace, on this day, was wrapped in candy and the strange customs of Earth.
((Thanks for hosting a sci-fi trick or treat! I don't get to bust this character out very much
))
The Founder wrote:
((Thanks for hosting a sci-fi trick or treat! I don't get to bust this character out very much
))
((Happy Halloween!))
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