losing control | open, pumpkin decorating

  • Fall spirit was here, as well as spooktober. Jace always loved fall when the summer heat began drawing out, the daylight was disappearing, and there was a chill to the breeze. It was just nicer to him, even if he avoided swimming because water was getting too cold for his pleasure. So he decided to host a little event as he usually did during this time, a little pumpkin decorating. Where the pumpkins came from, no one would know and he wouldn't tell, but he laid out a pile of pumpkins in the center of camp with another pile of paints nearby. Jace always had a collection of paints in his den considering how much he adored the arts. He could remember as a child painting the outside of his den with a sunset, but that den was long gone, crushed in the same earthquake that had killed Serpentine.

    "Yo, let's decorate some pumpkins!" He cheers as he grabs a rather large pumpkin for himself, placing it down. "Just grab a pumpkin, some paint, and start painting. Put them outside your dens or something, make it look spooky." He says as he grabs a few different colors and placing them down near his own pumpkin.


    [no blood, no bone, no ash]

    sanguine ruins king [leader].

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  • When was the last time Hayliel celebrated Halloween? Never. She never had the time to celebrate, but she was alright with celebrating for the fall. She came over as soon as she seen Jace. She didn't particularly hate Jace. She just didn't exactly trust all of the ruiners yet. She had decided to see what she could do. "Mind if I join?" She found a nice looking pumpkin and sat down to look at it. She knew her body reminded her of Halloween. Maybe she could paint it black and white. Maybe keep parts of it still orange?


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    I CAN SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT ME

    YOU CAN'T SEE BEYOND THE VEIL

    Hayliel Arcanium-Break / ⅓ of Lesbian trio / serval / the sanguine ruins / tags

  • — Ugh, this was too fucking crafty for his taste. Nose twitching, the alabaster canine would step forward. Still, he needed to get back out there and he supposed the slimy pumpkin seeds did remind him a tad of of the slick texture of victim innards. The warlord would grasp an especially curly-stemmed squash and a few darker colors before settling a decent distance away. He'd never been that into artsy shit, he found it a waste of time and would much prefer doing other things. But, he was tired and in need of meeting some fresh faces. Hopefully Lola would be proud. His light blue orbs would flicker down at the orange sphere, leathery lips pursed to form a frown. One thing was certain, if he was really going to participate in these bullshit activities... he was gonna have the best damn pumpkin ever seen.


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    GROUCHY RUINS WARLORD

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  • ☆.。.:* This season would be the very first time Glitterpaw participates in holiday activities. After all, he was still under a year old, and wasn't around for the past year's Halloween. So far, he was really enjoying all the festivities involved with it. Though, was there any activity that the albino didn't truly enjoy, some way or another? Something he had yet to try, but really wanted to, was carving and decorating pumpkins. And it really was his lucky day, seeing that Jace was hosting such an event!


    "I wanna try!" he happily exclaimed, scurrying over to gather supplies. After picking a pumpkin, he stared at the paints displayed before him. A few seconds past as he tried to determine what colors he wanted to pick. "I dunno what to paint..." he muttered after a few moments of thinking. Quite the predicament, considering how excited he was to decorate.

       

    UGLY ENOUGH TO NOT WANT TO EXIST

    ( i'm an ugly kid and you're that pitch perfect angel singing your classic smash hit )

    THE SANGUINE RUINS SECOND TIER STORAGE PENNED BY BENNY

  • Jace smiles as the three of them joins him, looking around at the small group. He nods to Hayliel, "Of course you can. Get a pumpkin and start decorating." He states before glancing at Elian, surprised the grumpy boy was going to join them. It didn't seem like something that was Elian's tea, but he supposed maybe he was trying to reach outside his comfort zone. As Glitterpaw happily joins, Jace grins at the child's excitement. "Anything you want! Let your mind flow with ideas. You could go spooky like skeletons or something, or you could go with something else you like. Paint whatever your heart desires." He says as he grabs some of his own paint. "I'm gonna paint a spooky face." He says, dipping his paw into some black paint and starting to outline the face.


    [no blood, no bone, no ash]

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    current body: african lion w honey colored eyes

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  • Ugh, painting? Who the hell did that? The other Ruiners, and soon to be herself was the answer. Almost reluctantly, she grabbed a small pumpkin, taking a spot next to Glitterpaw. His question to Jace was something she was wondering herself, and his answer wasn't to her liking. Creative with ideas? Skeletons? She probably couldn't even draw a smiley face. After watching Jace paint his... whatever he was painting for a few minutes, she dipped her own paw into some light blue paint before sitting back. She could paint the sky. Lorelei always remembered how wonderful it was to look at the endless azure expanse for the first time in what felt like years. The whole world had just been surprising and breathtaking for her, even if it was a simple landscape for others. The void didn't... there was nothing there. Nothing. No grass, no sky, no light. In short terms, she would just say that she liked being here. She felt alive. The task of slathering blue paint on a pumpkin wasn't so bad in that retrospect.

    IN YOUR DARKEST HOUR, IN THE BLACKEST NIGHT,

    THINK OF ME, AND I WILL BE WITH YOU. ALWAYS.


    ARCADIA BLAIR-ALAE-CLEMENS LORELEI THIRD TIER SANGUINE RUINS INFORMATION

  • Halloween had always been a fun excuse to get drunk and do stupid shit. It's practically a holiday designed just for her, what with it being so close to her birthday and one where free stuff is given out for the sake of it. It also made her some very interesting specialty drinks which she can only hope will find their way back to her. Nadine does love an overly sweet drink; they're deceptively strong, like her, and just as fun. "'Nd here I was thinking you'd forgotten how to paint, big boy," the horned serval teases as she picks a pumpkin - a big one so it can't be ignored - and sets to painting it black. She could paint the moon and stars over it and, if she's lucky, add some shiny gold too. Bitches love gold.


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    I'M THE BEST YOU'VE EVER HAD

    ( yeah, cause i'm sweet like that! )

    ( ♥ ) ——— ( ♥ ) ——— ( ♥ ) ——— ( ♥ )

  • — The glances settled uncomfortably on his shoulders, triangular white ears swiveling back. Thankfully, the stares quickly subsided, everyone seemed rather concentrated on their own pumpkin and its future design. This was for children, but whatever. With a rock Elian smashed open the right side of his orange squash to reveal the slimy guts. He wanted this carving to be spooky, not just a painted on face of flower. Not bother to concentrate on anyone else's task, the warlord would begin dumping red paint into his creation. Maybe he'd eventually take the stained crimson strings and toss them around camp to scare some people, who knew. Right now it was all about figuring out his next step. He'd pause momentarily, orbs flickering over his shoulder. He somewhat wished Lola was here, this seemed like something she'd enjoy. She needed... a bit of a break. Something that was fun for her, to help her unwind after her capture.


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    GROUCHY RUINS WARLORD

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  • had socialclimb ever celebrated halloween? thinking back on it, he couldn't remember anything from it. unless a few violent jobs with his family counted. somehow, socialclimb doubted hat it did. so, a bit hesitantly, the lion made his way to the pumpkins. he wasn't sure what he would paint, or even which pumpkin he wanted. maybe he could come up with something the longer he thought of it. hesitating for a moment longer, he grabbed a smaller pumpkin before taking a spot close to jace. maybe he could draw skulls or something? that was, of course, if he managed to make it not look like misshapen blobs.


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  • Icarus was doing this back in Solaris, though she had missed the event, sadly. She enjoyed spying the pumpkins her nicer Clanmates put out, trying to guess which belonged to who's, who skipped out and had their brother or best friend carve for them. It was a fun little game she played with herself, though coming upon this carving, she decided that she didn't want to play that game. She was content in joining the festivities and painting her own pumpkin, even if Elian decided to splatter his all around.


    She nabbed one of the smaller pumpkins, not entirely secure in her artistic abilities, and settled in beside Nadine. She was quick to stand on her toes and peck her mother's cheek as a silent greeting, before moving back to her pumpkin. She figured replicating her flower would be nice enough for one side - she could confine herself to something spooky after. She untucked the flower that was behind her ear and placed it down, carefully trying to create it over the rounded surface.

    i believe that you will see a better day

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    late princess sangria tormenta million, lightbringer of the commune guild, healinghand and sunchaser of solaris kingdom

    first tier of sanguine ruins

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  • Jace chuckles softly at Nadine's comment. "You can never forget how to paint. Sometimes, the inner artist just goes into hibernation." He says, continuing to focus on the pumpkin in front of him. Even as more clanmates approach, his eyes don't move from the pumpkin. Eventually, he spins it around, displaying a scary face that he painted on the pumpkin. It was mostly a black outline of a face, with red signifying as blood pouring from the eyes and trickling down the sides. "Spooky scary, yeah?" He sneers, pushing his pumpkin aside to let it dry.


    [no blood, no bone, no ash]

    sanguine ruins king [leader].

    ecuador family guide

    loyalist/lifesaver/legend/socialite/taskmaster

    ex Ascended Leader, ex BloodClan scholar, ex BloodClan deputy

    current body: african lion w honey colored eyes

    accessories: tooth necklace + brown satchel

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