Halloween Town wrote:
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(Hey! I just saw that pumpkin on a lofi music video! Very chic! I like it! Dig the Halloween vibes!)
Sue popped in after the pumpkin, ready to spend another hangout at the bar. She along with Sue bot came to appreciate the chill atmosphere and she took in a deep breath. The pumpkin was asking about some witch. "Ya work for a school of witchcraft huh? Can I go too?" she asked in the most serious tone. Sue bot seemed overly excited about the idea as well. "I wanna be a witch too Mommy!" she sang! "We're gonna be witches~ We're gonna be witches~" She toddled up to the little pumpkin and kneeled down to tickle his head! "Awwwww wook at you widdle guy! He's so gyoot!"
When Jack heard @Drael’s voice, the little pumpkin gave a firm nod of understanding.
That’s right! Twyla had visited this very bar a few years ago on Christmas Eve (2023). And yes, a Jack had come to pick her up back then, too. Not this Jack, though. A different one.
Note: There’s more than one Jack in Hallow Academy. What sets them apart are the Roman numerals stitched onto their cloaks. This Jack was CCXXV (225). The one from before? CXIII (113). (Yes, they keep track. No, it doesn’t make things less confusing.)
Anyway, Twyla had always been a troublemaker since day one at Hallow Academy. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, finding new and creative ways to escape, and honestly, it was almost impressive at this point.
Just as Jack was about to skitter off, he bumped into Sue and Sue Bot. He froze.
Jack couldn’t speak, so he quickly fumbled through his flashcards, flipping them up one by one:
“Yes, I work at Hallow Academy for all things magic and spooky.”
“Sorry. I am not ‘gyoot.’”
“Please do not touch my head. It might fall off.”
He held the last card a little tighter… just in case. Hehe.
((PS. @Sue Watanabe Cool! Can you share that video by any chance? Would love to listen!))
That’s right! Twyla had visited this very bar a few years ago on Christmas Eve (2023). And yes, a Jack had come to pick her up back then, too. Not this Jack, though. A different one.
Note: There’s more than one Jack in Hallow Academy. What sets them apart are the Roman numerals stitched onto their cloaks. This Jack was CCXXV (225). The one from before? CXIII (113). (Yes, they keep track. No, it doesn’t make things less confusing.)
Anyway, Twyla had always been a troublemaker since day one at Hallow Academy. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, finding new and creative ways to escape, and honestly, it was almost impressive at this point.
Just as Jack was about to skitter off, he bumped into Sue and Sue Bot. He froze.
Jack couldn’t speak, so he quickly fumbled through his flashcards, flipping them up one by one:
“Yes, I work at Hallow Academy for all things magic and spooky.”
“Sorry. I am not ‘gyoot.’”
“Please do not touch my head. It might fall off.”
He held the last card a little tighter… just in case. Hehe.
((PS. @Sue Watanabe Cool! Can you share that video by any chance? Would love to listen!))
He approached the small jack-o-lantern.
"The only witch that comes here often is the one that is currently in a romantic relationship with my bartender, good sir"
"The only witch that comes here often is the one that is currently in a romantic relationship with my bartender, good sir"
Jack blinked--well, as much as a carved pumpkin could--as he turned toward the voice. His little flashcards quickly slipped back into what seemed like his infinite pockets.
He tilted his pumpkin head and gave a small, polite bow; his glowing grin flickered as he processed the information. Then--fwip!--a new bunch of flashcards appeared in his tiny wooden hands:
“A romantic relationship, you say…?”
Another quick flip...
"That doesn’t sound like her.”
And another...in a slightly more aggressive way this time:
“That girl is a TRAIN WRECK when it comes to dating. Like… romantically cursed. Chronically.”
Jack held the last card up for a second longer… Then, he slowly nodded as if very confident in that assessment. He knows that the one @Mathius is referring to is definitely not the witch he's looking for.
He tilted his pumpkin head and gave a small, polite bow; his glowing grin flickered as he processed the information. Then--fwip!--a new bunch of flashcards appeared in his tiny wooden hands:
“A romantic relationship, you say…?”
Another quick flip...
"That doesn’t sound like her.”
And another...in a slightly more aggressive way this time:
“That girl is a TRAIN WRECK when it comes to dating. Like… romantically cursed. Chronically.”
Jack held the last card up for a second longer… Then, he slowly nodded as if very confident in that assessment. He knows that the one @Mathius is referring to is definitely not the witch he's looking for.
"Mrrr?" Jeff stares at Jack in confusion.
"Wrong person, Mathius...."
He picked Jeff up and held him. "My apologies. I think I remember. I'm not sure where she went, and it seems she has cloaked herself because I can't seem to see her"
Jack shook his pumpkin head lightly and flipped up another flash card.
"It’s alright, sir. No need to apologize."
Flip.
"Anyway, I’ll be off. I’m grateful for the assistance. If you do see her though, please let us know."
He gently handed over the poster, showing Twyla’s picture, name, and the school’s contact details.
Then, with a polite little bow to everyone, Jack turned to leave, but not before giving the little shark, Jeff, a light and amused pat on the head.
Jack waved goodbye to everyone, and with soft little steps, the tiny pumpkin--or Jack o' lantern--quietly made his exit.
"It’s alright, sir. No need to apologize."
Flip.
"Anyway, I’ll be off. I’m grateful for the assistance. If you do see her though, please let us know."
He gently handed over the poster, showing Twyla’s picture, name, and the school’s contact details.
Then, with a polite little bow to everyone, Jack turned to leave, but not before giving the little shark, Jeff, a light and amused pat on the head.
Jack waved goodbye to everyone, and with soft little steps, the tiny pumpkin--or Jack o' lantern--quietly made his exit.
He stepped into the bar and made his way to a table and he sat and let out a breath.
"Brother." Greyhowl nodded in Ubba's direction in greeting.
He rose and flashed a fanged grin "Brother! Please. Come join me for a Mjod" he held up the large mug of cold Fenrisian ale.
"Mathius brews this. He must be strong if he could withstand being on Fenris"
"Mathius brews this. He must be strong if he could withstand being on Fenris"
"Really? Interesting." Greyhowl takes a seat across from Ubba. "I will have to try some for myself, as I have been busy as of late. My Great Company may be deployed to Armageddon to deal with the growing Ork offensive."
He scratched his jaw as he listened. "That sounds like a good hunt, Brother."
"I hope it will be." Greyhowl nods as he samples of the offered Mjod. "Hmm, not bad. I would never know that this wasn't from Fenris itself from the taste. Mathius is good."
He glanced over at Drael and grinned before leaning to Ubba "I wonder how well Drael would do against Orks"
Halloween Town wrote:
When Jack heard @Drael’s voice, the little pumpkin gave a firm nod of understanding.
That’s right! Twyla had visited this very bar a few years ago on Christmas Eve (2023). And yes, a Jack had come to pick her up back then, too. Not this Jack, though. A different one.
Note: There’s more than one Jack in Hallow Academy. What sets them apart are the Roman numerals stitched onto their cloaks. This Jack was CCXXV (225). The one from before? CXIII (113). (Yes, they keep track. No, it doesn’t make things less confusing.)
Anyway, Twyla had always been a troublemaker since day one at Hallow Academy. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, finding new and creative ways to escape, and honestly, it was almost impressive at this point.
Just as Jack was about to skitter off, he bumped into Sue and Sue Bot. He froze.
Jack couldn’t speak, so he quickly fumbled through his flashcards, flipping them up one by one:
“Yes, I work at Hallow Academy for all things magic and spooky.”
“Sorry. I am not ‘gyoot.’”
“Please do not touch my head. It might fall off.”
He held the last card a little tighter… just in case. Hehe.
((PS. @Sue Watanabe Cool! Can you share that video by any chance? Would love to listen!))
That’s right! Twyla had visited this very bar a few years ago on Christmas Eve (2023). And yes, a Jack had come to pick her up back then, too. Not this Jack, though. A different one.
Note: There’s more than one Jack in Hallow Academy. What sets them apart are the Roman numerals stitched onto their cloaks. This Jack was CCXXV (225). The one from before? CXIII (113). (Yes, they keep track. No, it doesn’t make things less confusing.)
Anyway, Twyla had always been a troublemaker since day one at Hallow Academy. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, finding new and creative ways to escape, and honestly, it was almost impressive at this point.
Just as Jack was about to skitter off, he bumped into Sue and Sue Bot. He froze.
Jack couldn’t speak, so he quickly fumbled through his flashcards, flipping them up one by one:
“Yes, I work at Hallow Academy for all things magic and spooky.”
“Sorry. I am not ‘gyoot.’”
“Please do not touch my head. It might fall off.”
He held the last card a little tighter… just in case. Hehe.
((PS. @Sue Watanabe Cool! Can you share that video by any chance? Would love to listen!))
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"Wait, don't tell me you're not gonna recruit us to your school. C'mon." Sue looked a bit disappointed.
Ubba Greystorm wrote:
He glanced over at Drael and grinned before leaning to Ubba "I wonder how well Drael would do against Orks"
"Maybe someday we'll find out. We'll discuss it more when I return from the Armageddon front." Greyhowl saluted Ubba, and walked out of the bar. However, what no one there could possibly know, not even Greyhowl himself, was that this would be the last time any of them would see him alive.
"Mrrr?" Jeff looks up at Sue, then back at the strange pumpkin.
He set Jeff down and petted him some more
"Mrrrr." Jeff leans into the pets.
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