Life's no fun without a good scare

[thingtwo]

WHO: The Twins Weasley and YOU
WHERE: Rented out building in the City
WHEN: Midnight Sunday 10/23-Friday 10/28 at 11:59pm
WARNINGS: Magical mayhem and mischief?
SUMMARY: The twins have a haunted house! Come one, come all…if you dare.
FORMAT: Para with ooc notes to start, then whatever. Feel free to add additional threads!

The building wasn’t much to look at from the outside, a simple store front rented out for the month which, save for the sign above it, could have passed for any other season Halloween costume store. This one, however, had WEASLEY WIZARD WHEEZES PROUDLY PRESENTS: A HAUNTED HALLOWEEN sparkling in bold font over the doorway.

The inside was another matter entirely. There was nothing like a little magic when it came to appearances, and the twins and friends had gone the extra mile to make it appear one had stepped into a traditional haunted Victorian mansion. At the entrance there are two arrows, one pointing down the hall labeled ‘GROWN UPS’ and one pointed up the stairs labeled ‘KIDS.’ Outside of that, there is zero effort being put into making sure kids go into the safe zone.

Down each hallway, upstairs or down, past the charmed ghosts, reaching hands, and all the other ‘got you’ scary moments of things jumping out of the walls, there are a series of doors one must choose to walk through, each with it’s own results. To exit the house again, at least one must be chosen. Happy Haunting.

OOC: Effects of the Doors
Treat doors lead to samples of either muggle, magical, or a mix of candy, served up in a little bowl with a nice hand written smiley face placed next to it. People are free to take as much candy as they like, but the bowl will sound like it’s clearing its throat at them and the exit won’t open if until at least one piece is taken.
The magical candies can be found here. Please note only the candies are available, there will be no extendable ears or darkness powered offered for consumption.

On the kids floor, all doors lead to either treats or cheesy ‘tricks’ that involve battery powered shaking skeletons and the like.

On the adults floor trick doors will lead to one of four things:

1) For the next 24 hours the subject believes they *are* whatever they are in costume as. People who are lame and just in their normal clothes will keep on thinking they’re themselves (alternatively, if that person has been going through a crisis of self they will be more...like themselves. Or more like the person they were when they first entered the city). People will not actually become their costume, they will just have the delusion of it.

2) Getting stuck in a certain room until a puzzle is answered. Any additional people who walk into that room will also be stuck, and people are not capable of leaving through the door even if it is opened without solving the puzzle. Or until the twins get bored and let them out. People with magic or teleporting abilities will be able to get out themselves, but it is frowned upon.

3) Halloween helpers. For the next 12 hours whoever is unlucky enough to enter this room will have small, singing gnomes following them around like horrible moons around a planet. These guys don’t do anything except dance around and sing terrible Halloween themed songs. It starts out as just two of them, but every time the person attempts to destroy or physically harm the gnomes, a single gnome will split into two new gnomes.

4) One room will have three potions that must be chosen from before the person can exit. One potion does nothing, while one is a dealing potion and the other an aging potion. This does not mentally change the person, but their physical appearance for the next few hours will either be that of someone much older or younger.

There is a random number generator here if you’d like to use it, or just pick a number and go with the effects. Please address all questions to this post!

Comments

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

I think I have a light, in here somewhere. [digs through his pockets, a bit awkwardly. but then he finds a small flash light, shining it out over the hall.]

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Way to come prepared! [She sounds impressed.]

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

I would say I was a boy scout, but well. I wasn't. [He takes a grip on her elbow as he leads them through the narrowish walkway. It definitely isn't often he gets to save the day. At least, in a way that isn't a secret.]

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

That's ok, neither was I!

[It's hard to tell if she's joking or not, but she sounds happy to just be finding the way out.

A cold breeze blows on the back of her neck and she shivers.]

Boy, the Weasleys sure went all out, didn't they?

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[It's probably Ned's breath, the way he's still having a minor heart attack and all. Oh well.]

Were you a girl scout?

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Oh no. But their cookies are really good, aren't they?

[She stumbles over something but manages to keep her balance.]

Whoa! What was that?

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

Probably just a... snake! [He stares at it for several seconds in wide-eyed horror before grabbing Erin and pulling her out of striking distance. These twin magicians reminded him far too much of his own twin magicians, waiting for their dove taxidermy back home. Fred and George were a bit more difficult to contend with than Maurice and Ralson, but Ned suspected that was because they had real magic on their side.] Are you alright?

[He's flushed and clearly recovering from a panic attack as the boa constrictor disappears in a puff of smoke.]

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

[She shrieks and backs up with him, unknowingly spreading her force field around both of them as he's touching her. Even if the snake had been real and it had leapt, it would have hit the wall of her force field. But once it's gone the field dissipates again.]

Oh, man, thanks for that! Ew, snakes are so icky!

[She turns towards him, seeing how it affected him.]

It's ok, it's gone now.

[She rubs his arm reassuringly, albeit a bit awkwardly, because she's Erin.]

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[He smiles gently, also awkward, trying to get his heartbeat under control.] I really do not like magic.

Magic snakes, even moreso.

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Some magic looks fun, but yeah, these guys like to use it to prank people.

[She makes a bit of a face at that. Last time she'd been in the company of a Weasley, she'd been turned into a bird.]

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

You have some experience with the twins? [Again it felt strange to not mean his brothers. O-oh and then letting go of her arm when he realizes he was still holding it.]

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Just a little. Here's a tip: don't eat any of their candy.

[She gave him a serious nod.]

It doesn't end well.

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

I don't have much of a sweet tooth anyway. [Strange, coming from a pie maker. But it was also a lie. He just didn't like candy much at all after the death by taffy incident.]

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

You don't? But you make so many yummy pies! You've got to eat those, right?

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

It's bad luck to eat your own pies. Besides, I would get fat. [OH HEY EXIT SIGN... Ned cautiously edges toward it.] Do you think it's another trap?

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

It is? I didn't know that.

[She looks up at the sign and then to him.]

Won't know til we try. And maybe my little bubble thing will appear again if there's trouble.

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[He nods, gulping a little] Only one way to find out.

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Ok. Here goes.

[She moves down the hallway the exit sign points to. It's dark, but there doesn't appear to be anything luring there.]

So far, so good.

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[He nods, edging along the wall, starting to calm his breathing when he hears a loud bang and starts all over again.] What was that? [asking in a hushed voice he glances around, shining his light into the alcoves of the hallway.]

Maybe we should go back the way we came.

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a shriek at the sound.]

But there was snakes and spooky hands coming out of walls and stuff back that way!

[She whimpers and grabs his arm.]

We're almost out. Let's keep going?

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

[He nods, thinking only of the Brave Little Toaster. He could so do this. He had done more dangerous stuff. So why was this like, a million times more terrifying than chasing murderers?]

You're right, just stay behind me.

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Ok.

[She maneuvers herself behind him, gripping his arm tight and shuffling her steps.]

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

Erin? [he asks gently, not trying to pry her off though they're outside now and free, anticlimactically. also her nails are digging in a little though he's not about to say.]

[hairwasmyroom.livejournal.com]

Yeah?

[Nope, still not letting go. It could be a trap!]

[stressbaking.livejournal.com]

I think the danger is...over. [He nods, carefully, glancing down to where she's clutching him, but again he's not capable of pulling himself away.]