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[ Fantasyland ]

Shik gave Invictus a grin that showed no sign of being averse to the idea of total destruction of this hellhole. Medea had given explicit instructions not to cause a noticeable fuss, but . . . wanton violence was fun, alright? As Lan engaged the protector in a bout of cursing (aaaah Lost deities, it was lovely to see the noblewoman in such a predicament), he gave a curt nod of greeting to Mengyao and Eisheth (well, so he assumed - how many bald females did he know after all?), his dreads bobbing with the motion.

"Bah. The waiting chafes me. If you are all so unwilling, I'll brave the damned thing first," the hipstercutioner said, clicking his tongue as he made towards the ride they had seen one of the high priestess's minipets scurry into.

And it was more hell from there.

For one, Shik was not fond of being instructed by meatbags about safety and keeping his hands and legs inside the boat at all times and, above else, to have a pleasant day; it was terribly hard not to pull the human into the water in response on principle. Then the boat went at the slowest pace imaginable, allowing him the pleasure of staring into the souless eyes of the puppets that watched them pass by. Were those their version of practice dummies? What were they doing stuffing them in some building all hashed up with paint and -

- and dear deities they started singing.

Now Shik was not one to avoid music, in possession of a few small woodwind instruments himself. But the mechanical din coming out of their jaws was like the sound of madness beating against his eardrums, so much so that by the time he was allowed off the boat, the horseman was practically vibrating with silent rage at the musical murder he had to witness.

He practically forgot about the foxfire for five minutes.

[ frontierland ]

Ying stared at the arm. Did she take it? Would it be rude to take his arm? He was a sage and all- taking his arm seemed most improper. WHERE WAS LAN? SHE WOULD'VE KNOWN THE ANSWER TO THIS.

With a severe blush on her face, she took his arm, using it more for support than anything else. "Um ... y-yes! Just you and I. Me. You. Together. Haha ..." Oh that was smooth. Really, that was going to just win him right over.

She tried to ignore the fact that everyone seemed to staring at her (they weren't), and instead focused on finding the foxfire. She saw it dart into a strange ... cave of sorts. Was it a cave? It didn't look very real ... It didn't matter, she supposed. "Oh! Mr. Salbei, it ran in there!"

(( frontierland - SPLASH MOUNTAIN LINES ))

Sal said nothing to her nervous little twitter, his eye lidding in amusement behind his thankfully unusual glasses. Luckily for Ying she really was winning him over...though probably not in the way she would have hoped. Right now he thought she was simply adorable, a stuttering nervous little thing too precious for words. He let her lean on him as she wished; despite his almost sickly thin frame he was sturdy and thought nothing of the extra - but slight - weight.

The Sage was trying to decide where to start when she piped up, following Ying's line of attention towards the odd looking cave, just in time to catch what he thought was a glimpse of the creature just before it disappeared. "Ah, good eyes, my dear! Very good." The small Conquest Horsewoman received another smile, approving and patient. "-And please, call me Sal." He urged softly, giving a low chuckle of amusement at her attempted politeness, already leading her towards the cave itself...and the line that apparently came with it.

"Hum. How do you suppose we get through this particular nuisance?" Lines...well guarded lines. Whatever awaited the end of this cave, it was clearly important to have guards. "...And are you prepared for a battle, should words fail?" He added, leaning down to whisper to her, keeping their conversation private.

[ frontierland - splash mountain lines ]

He was too close.

He was too close.

HE WAS PRACTICALLY WHISPERING SWEET NOTHINGS IN HER EAR!!!!!!!

Well no, he was actually asking her if she was willing to slaughter humans if they couldn't break through, but that didn't occur to Ying. She nodded fiercely, saying, "I can do it! I can do it, S-... Mr. Sal!" Anything to please her superiors.

Ying tried to summon her bow, only to find it wouldn't work. Was it the bracelet, or something else? Perhaps she was just having a bad FEAR day. Oh that was embarrassing. "Um ... maybe words would work better. You are probably more eloquent and stirring, so it is probably best that you do it." That, and Ying was horribly short. No one would hear her in the crowd.

It was Shik who braved the maw of the cave first, surpassing the cattle without batting an eyelash.

Lan would admit, at the very least if he suffered it would be warning to the rest of them. Invictus guided her from Mengyao who she only gave a small bow of her head to. He could be as stubborn as he liked, but politeness was polite.

As Lan made her way to the front, she was stopped at the gate to the tiny boats by a woman dressed in too brightly colored clothes.
"Excuse me, where is exactly is your parent?"

Lan just stared at the attendant.

It was worth noting the human had gotten in line behind her as well.

IS THIS THE REAL LIFE? IS THIS JUST FANTASYLAND?

"Young man, where are your parents?" Just like Lan, Invictus was also being harassed about the location of his parental units, prompting the Protector to nearly scowl at the human attendant. "Our parents are dead." he kept his hand on Lan's shoulder.. which made the fact he spoke in the royal plural less odd seeming and more like he was talking for both of them.

Like they were siblings or something.

Never the less, Invictus didn't allow the attendant much time to choke on the foot in their mouth before he stepped inside to take a seat on one of the horrid little boats.....

However, like Shik once the singing started, he was so many levels of done.

They were very dead, and not coming back and humans were horribly insensitive creatures. Invictus's scowl was followed with Lan's small frown.

Mental note: Kill those who wore the brightly colored uniforms and smiled too much next time they sent on a fear harvest expedition.

Slidding into the little boat behind her cousin, Lan shuddered at the brown and green water that decorated the bottom. It also smelled awful. Humans were insensitive and unhygienic. Disgusting.

Her disgust turned to abject horror as the song began to echo in the strange river house cave. The dolls-

Actually the dolls were not that bad. A bit halloween really with the soulless stare. She just needed them to stop singing. And singing and singing and this song was horrible.

Medea was trying to kill them wasn't she?

Somewhere between spotting one of her fluffy miscreants and un-spotting her unfluffy miscreants, said unfluffy miscreants, aka all the other clansmen, had pretty much left the Head Priestess on her own. She hadn't even bothered much of a disguise, pretty much wearing the same thing she always did, sans cloak, walking in that slow, deliberate sort of poise she always did.

By the time the rest of the horsemen had discovered the terrors of this wretched domain, Medea had just made it to about a quarter of the theme park, and, deciding that perhaps her age was catching up to her despite the immortal body thing, took a seat on a nearby bench, watching Humans pass by. Her lips curled. "Insignificant creatures, merely insects at my feet, you dare to crawl and breathe your horrible scent upon us, tainting our paths-" She continued in this vein for a while, though thankfully the general noise level of everything else pretty much drowned her out, except for one teenage boy playing on his tablet device who occasionally gave Medea an odd look.

Finally, resolved, the Head Priestess stood up, looking for somewhere where at least she could replenish her Fear. Ah, at last. Almost demurely, she followed the crowd of filthy Humans - most likely off to the slaughterhouse they belonged in, until she finally reached the portal, gateway, to Halloween. A couple of creatures were escorting the Humans in trollies and rudely pushed her towards one - she gave them a sort of look, but was too tired to say anything else.

Thirty minutes of a circular trolley ride later, as Medea headed towards the giant red sign that said exit, she realized, with a sort of exasperated anger that it was a defect portal. So that was how they were, well she would show them a true portal to Halloween.

It is said a week later, local authorities still do not know where the missing passengers from the ride went.