Ok, this is a piece I really, really, really want to see finished in the form of a SL. I've tried for many Halloweens to find someone interested in the plot, but it's never worked out. Anyway, more awkward situations for my little wolf.
It was October, Halloween was looming on the horizon nearly as brightly as the approaching full moon. Decorations were appearing early this year. Maybe those fat cats in the corporate offices finally figured out that consumers didn’t like f***ing Santa Clause being crammed down their throats from September to December 25 and that there were, in fact, two other holidays that needed observing. (Sorry, that's totally a pet peeve! Moving on.) It was nice seeing pumpkins, ghouls, and witches fighting for their time to shine. The air had grown crisp with the latest half hearted cool front that moved in over the city. (Unfortunately, it wouldn’t actually get cold until much later.) Leaves were changing colors; displaying bright hues of yellow, orange, and red. An appropriate swan song if you asked Nox. Maybe it was all the orange--her favorite color--or the return of Starbuck’s Pumpkin Spice Lattes (total guilty pleasure!), but there was something she just loved about the Autumn. There was something downright magical about the whole season.
Despite living among humans, Adelphe Nox…She-Wolf…did not totally understand human holidays, but she’d be lying out her ass if she said she did not enjoy them. Halloween stood out above the rest. It was just all the symbolism and forgotten meaning behind the things children just take in as ‘part of the holiday.’ Like the jack-o-lantern. It was originally associated with All Saints Day and the carved turnips, squash, and eventually pumpkins represented the souls in purgatory. Now it’s just a cool art form that shows up once a year. And then there was the fact that Nox had expanded her social circle to include people who did some pretty unnatural things and some supernatural beings, many of whom heralded this season as a special phase in the Earth‘s cycle.
Evening had settled, the sun already bellow the horizon. The only thing left was the dying colors across the sky. Pinks faded to purple before dissolving seamlessly into blue as the first star of evening winked into view. Was it Venus or Mercury? Nox could never seem to remember. Her walk back to her apartment was a short one, motivated by the realization that time was growing short and she’d better scoot her fine ass up the stairs to get in costume. The party was hosted by a friend of friend…of a friend, of a friend?…in other words, she had no idea who was throwing this shindig. But invites seemed everywhere, like, literally, all over town. Billboards, fliers, word of mouth, social media, celebrity endorsement. The party itself was in Central Park--can’t imagine how much that alone cost--and it ran…well, there was no end time, actually. There were some high profile bands even signed on to perform, a haunted house, this thing was more like a festival than a party. It seemed like a massive undertaking.
Bursting into her apartment, Nox found Marie, her roommate and the most annoying human thing on the face of this planet, predictably prancing around half naked, “dressed” like a black cat (In other words, wearing black lingerie with cat ears and whiskers drawn on her face). “Ree-ow!” Marie’s voice hit an ear-splitting pitch as she clawed at the air in Nox’s general direction. Nox only lifted an eyebrow before shaking her head and rushing past her. “Gotta get ready.” Now, it would have been downright ironic for Nox to dress like Red Riding Hood., right? So she didn’t. Instead, Adelphe Nox opted for Tinkerbell. Yes, go ahead, laugh it up. Noxy dressed up like a froofy fairy with all the girly glitter and glamour…and a pair of wings. She even had a drawstring purse with ’fairy dust’ (incandescent glitter) in it. Well, this was something different for her and Halloween was all about trying out a different persona, right? Stepping out of the bathroom with her hair in curls, rather loud green, sparkly eye shadow on her face; this was more horrifying than any costume she could image. “Look how cuuuuuute!” Marie prance up, looping her arm with Nox. “Let’s go!”
The party was already hopping by the time Nox and Marie arrived. No sooner among the crowd and Marie was gone, right into the arms of the sleaziest looking ‘hottie’ in sight. Skank. Grateful and half tempted to leave, Nox wandered into the crowd. To say Nox was not exactly…comfortable…among the crowd would be an understatement. Large groups of humans crowded into a tight space and alcohol? Oh yeah, what's the worst that could happen? Grabbing a cup of apple cider, she sniffed it once cautiously before tentatively taking a sip. Spiked, but nothing more. Draining the drink, the She-Wolf ventured deeper into the crowd. People swayed to the music that blared at an obnoxiously high pitch. 'Forget this.' She thought with a scoff, turning to leave the crowds. She'd much rather grab some beer and eat pizza.
Weaving through the crowds, nearing the edge, Nox suddenly…felt different. She paused, feeling overwhelmed with dizziness. Her head was spinning, like she was riding a roller coaster. Looking around, it seemed the feeling was not limited to herself. Party goers weren't dancing anymore. They were standing dazed, some doubling over in pain. And they were changing…a process with which she was all too familiar. But what of her? The roller coaster sensation wasn't vertigo. Instead, the ground came zooming up at her, or she was falling---rapidly. Nox clenched her eyes tightly shut, throwing her arms up defensively protecting her head. And then…it stopped as abruptly as it began. Lower her arms, Nox was not remotely ready for what she saw. She was surrounded by a forest. A forest of grass! She, the She-Wolf, stood a scant six inches tall, wearing a green dress made of leaves and shoes with…oh for f*** sake…little pom-poms on the top of the toes. No no no. She twisted around. Awh f***. There were wings. There were f***ing wings! Shiny, gossamer f***ing fairy wings.
No sooner had the revelation set in, but those damnable things began to move on their own accord! They pulled her aloft, though Nox had no idea how she was doing it. Flailing around, Nox flew--or rather, found herself being dragged by her wings--high enough to see the chaos that had befallen the party. Where once revelers in various costumes stood, there were all manners of creatures. Zombies, ghosts, pirates, and the such had replaced… No, not replaced, they were the party goers transformed! Just as she! Screams filled the air. All those 'sexy nurses/maids/etc.' were being chased by zombies. (Good luck finding any brains, guys.) A yowling black cat slinked against the leg of a Frankenstein monster…oh Marie… Twisting around, still more suspended by her wings rather than controlled flight, Nox tried to go higher, above the chaos. Though she felt like she was ten stories in the air, the reality was that at three feet off the ground she was quite vulnerable. Her idiot roommate could eat her! How insane was that?! That's when something moved behind her. Oh pixie dust!
Behind the miniscule wolf, something monstrous came to her attention. Something REALLY monstrous, not 'oh my god, everything looks huge' monstrous. A massive wedged shaped head regarded her with large yellow eyes as flames flickered from its angular muzzle, mere inches from the wee fairy. Talon tipped feet scored the earth with each step of the green dragon as it turned its full attention on Nox. Massive pinions filled the night sky as the beast positioned itself, poised to pounce. All she could do was watch, slack jawed and frozen, at the giant lizard with a combination of fear and disbelief taking a firm hold. As the tooth-filled maw parted, Nox regained her wits. Fly, girl! Fly! Stupid wings, go! Teeth clicked over a trail of pixie dust. Nox managed to hit the gas. However, much to her dismay, speed and steering were two very different things.
Launching through the air like a tiny, glittery rocket, the She-Wolf lacked the experience to even consider how to dodge. WHAM! Right into the back of someone's head. Falling to the ground, dazed, a startling new revelation dawned on Nox. On the sidewalk just beyond the limits of Central Park, it quickly became apparent that whatever enchanted occurred at the party, it was limited to the party. The rest of the city seemed unchanged. Something else quickly dawned on Nox: There was a thirty foot tall dragon descending from the sky, still hungry for fairy. Yikes! 'Wings, do your thing!' Nox silently prayed, willing the new appendages to do as she commanded. Taking to the air, she hurtle down the street with a dragon hot on her glitter-covered green tail. What would happen when the other "creatures" wandered out of the park?