A Midsummer Night's Scream
You are walking down the street when the wind begins to pick up. Great, lashing gales buffet your hair, your clothes, blinding you. Suddenly, you are surrounded by shadows. Whether you can see the Whispers or not is of no importanceβthe only respite you have from the storm is a cramped, cozy little mask shop.
Thousands of faces line the wall. An ancient and stooped, rail-thin old man sitting at the counter bids you to take a look around. He offers you a snack from the large, brightly-colored bowl before him. No matter your misgivings, you find that one mask in particular calls to you. Your heart begins to race, faster and faster for every second you do not put it on.
You slip it on and find yourself becoming something else.
[ INSTRUCTIONS ]
1. Pick yer mask.
π Vampire
π Werewolf
π Frankenstein's monster
π Witch
π Wendigo
π Swamp monster
π Make some shit up idk
2. (Optional) Eat sum candy.
π Hunger β You need to feed. Hunt some poor motherfucker down and eat his heart out hunni.
π Fear β What are you? What have you become?? You need to gtfo of Dodge and will do some pretty desperate shit if someone tries to stop you.
π Destruction β It has suddenly occurred to you that the only answer is to Nibelheim It.
π Dominance β You are sick. And tired. Of these motherfuckin' monsters. Moving in on your motherfuckin' turf.
π Legacy β You want something to leave behind after the angry villagers come for you. Sire a Claudia, nibble on a potential new packmate, make some new monsters.
π Aphrodisiac - bc y'all are some skank ass ho's. Get yer A/B/O shit on girlfran.
3. Put your monster in the subject line, list any preferences you have, do the monster mash. HAPPY FUCKIN' HALLOWEEN.