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Mmur slipped through the crowds silently at first, his green pin clutched in his hand. He had no idea what sort of disguise it would produce once he put it on, but he assumed it would be one that thoroughly hid him in plain sight. It was not yet time to strike, and if he was going to be fully visible to these humans before the time was right, he would need to blend.

The most likely guise, in his opinion, would be that of a child. There were so many of the screaming, dripping, smelly beasts here already that one more wouldn't raise any alarms. Mmur positioned himself in the middle of a group of them, careful to keep from calling attention to his presence. He stuck the pin through the fabric at his waist and...

"ssssiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmMMMMMMMMBAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

The horseman jumped in alarm, or at least he tried to. He found instead that his hands and forearms were bound by something that prevented him from moving at all. He shook his head and a deafening cacophony of giggles rang out all around him. Wiggling humans writhed against his back and face and he almost started to flail before he remembered he was supposed to lie low.

"Y...yes?" he said instead. "What do you need, human?"

"POTTY!"

"I don't—"

"SIMBA! POOOOOOOTTTYYYYYY!"

Mmur held perfectly still, breathing in the humid, metallic air and trying to make sense of all of this. He was obviously dressed as something non-threatening, or these kids would have run away at the sight of him. Whatever it was was probably called Simba as well. Just a hunch.

Okay. He could do this.

"That is true, human. Simba likes to potty."

(Delayed tag due to plane ride+ Hanging out with car and nyx irl *u*
CENTRAL PLAZA-Princessu Jasminu)

Thera was not that happy with her outfit, but, she would make do. All of them would. With Shik and Shaheen joining her, the horsewoman winked to them both. "We must be the wolves among sheep. These insects will fall to our blades and claws soon enough, though..." Thera waved her hand in the air. "Medea is rather odd. I would think it better for us to perch and wait until they flocked to these mechanical s**t piles like the flies they are. Sadly, she is in charge for now." A shrug, 'Jasmine' gave a feral grin to the children to had begun to stare at her.

As children flocked around her, (oh if only they were fillies and colts coming for training), Thera smiled as best she could. Her smile she thought was warm and friendly, but a few parents were quickly saying to come bother princess Jasmine another time. Looking to her fellow winged warriors....

Thera's smile cracked just a tiny bit. She hoped they would all do fine... just until they could rend these meat sacks apart at least.

Well, that wasn't as difficult as it had seen - some of the little scarelings that showed up to receive her autograph actually found the mandarin rendition of "Snow White" a little exciting, like stepping in to a new world, (if they only knew,) and being the kind of person who has a tendancy of just starting to collect people and tend to each and every one of them, starting little conversations with the little ones.

She still hated humans, but she had to be personable, right? Also, it was not like she was personally tucking them away to further keep them close - like she did with some of the other clansmen and students of Amityville when she could see them.

A small disturbance between two . . . duck-like? creatures - mascots of a sort - made her look up long enough for some of the scarelings found something else to be excited in, leaving her stranded a little for a moment, watching what appeared to be some kind of grouping of youths around one of the taller mascots.

Whomever it was, they were doing a bad job at keeping the children at bay, tsktsk.

Turning back to see what kind of crowd that was around her, she started noticing that the age limit of those that were showing up to meet the rosy lipped princess was starting to climb, and more of them were starting to crop in to her normally comfortable personal bubble, making the horsewoman start to get just a little nervous.

"I'm telling you, Snow White is so much cooler than Sleeping Beauty, she has seven dwarves, right? Sleeping beauty only has some stuck up prince and some weird fairies" She heard one of the near-adults start ranting at the other, grabbing at her arm - albeit lightly - in a show of 'look at this she's right here!'

Another was trying to tell her that it would be so cool if she had a pin from the smaller woman, making the poor horsewoman's mind start swimming.

Turning to attempt to get away, she tried to feint feeling unwell, attempting to put some distance between herself and her little following, starting towards the carousel, hopefully it would deter them. There were stagnent horses on it, and, even though she knew that they did not actually breath or move on their own volition, it made her feel more comfortablee trying to hide away on something - even if it was for a futile few moments before she was bombarded further.

If she couldn't, she would try to hide upon the commotion of children covering the poor duck-like creature - it almost seemed to come off as exasperated by their movements and words.

What was Medea thinking, throwing them in such a huge onslaught of people.

Kurotomato

NOTICING U. NOTICING.

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Several Humans that are not scarelings at all are squealing and cooing at you. They keep on telling you how cute you are and how you should sign their signature book and trade pins with them and omgomgomg you are so awesome holy crap... their talk as if they're from another planet. Respond accordingly!

[ Mickey's Toon Town ]

Suddenly the squirrel was pointing back at her. "No! No! Don't you turn this around!!"

Of course, Ying had no time to argue. Suddenly there were hoards of children upon her in far greater numbers that before. Screaming, crying- it never ended. She was sure that when she got home- IF she got home- her ears would be shot all night.

Wait ... was she falling prey to mere humans?! She was a Horseman dammit! Scourge to humans and enemy of joy! "I NEED TO GO TO THE BAAAAAAAATHROOOOMmmmm."

"I cannot take you, but perhaps CHIP MIGHT BE OF ASSISTANCE." Her subtle hints were not so subtle. It didn't matter though, because soon she was suffocated by tiny hands.

King Arthur's Castle- Merlin

First assignment from the Head Priestess. Alright. Let's do--
Wait a minute. What were all these colors? And it was so bright outside! There was a weird, choking feeling all around and what no where did the portal lead to? This was-- Uggghhhh~
Thrain was not pleased. Not pleased to be wearing a very warm costume, not pleased that suddenly he had a massively long beard in need of a trimming and vastly displeased with how many people were shouting. What was even going on!?
And what had happened to Nergui?! And maybe Shaheen. Maybe. Mostly Nergui! If he was in a costume than surely she was in one too but hopefully hers did not include beards or--
"I can pull out Excalibur! I can be crowned the next king, watch!"
......................Wat.

Thrain swiveled as best as one with a knee length beard, heavy robes and a weirdly tall hat could swivel to the noisy child. Said child had clamored up onto the odd podium that the Guardian only just now realized he was standing on and began to pull at the sword he also just now realized he was standing next to.
"That... Is not Excalibur." He intoned to the child who frowned up at him.
"Nuh-huh."
"Yes-huh."
"Nuh-huh!"
"Yes-huh."
"Nuh-huh!"
Extremely mature.

[Adventureland - Costume: Cruella De Vil]

Manyara rocked back on her heels with a low kssssh sound in the back of her throat, sort of a hiss-and-growl-combo. Waiting. Hated. Waiting. "Not waiting," she informed him, sharply. "Element of surprise. Not the same." She was not leashed by the Priestess' will, oh no. She was just... choosing. For expediency's sake. In the absence of the Hive Queen.

((AdventureLand-Haunted Mansion-Sally))

Was it just Alex, or was it getting even hotter here? Sure, being a zombie (now a patchwork apparently) from Halloween, living in the basement of the undead dorms, meant that he was more acclimatized to cooler temperatures...but this was so much more different then the usual uncomfortable human world heat. The sheer fabric made to look like patchwork skin that ran down his arms was sticking to him, the extra long wig that he wore on his head was heavy, and it itched against his scalp where it was pinned into place. The joy that filled the air now...it was practically smothering him, which was no easy task for one that didn't breathe.

More human scarelings were gathering now, many of them tugging on their parents sleeves, whispering, pointing. Alex still didn't feel like his costume was right, and was expecting that any moment they would be calling for the (shudder) torches and pitchforks.

There was no where for him to go. No where for him to run (even if he could run in these ridiculous shoes). Behind him was a cast iron fence, in front of him was an ever growing crowd. He stood in silence, hopeless to do anything but endure their scrutiny, and hope that he just be mistaken for one of this places many attractions (he was fairly certain he had seen some giant, fake minipet walking by a moment ago...).

"Mom, I would you take a picture of me with Sally?" One young ghoul rushed forward. "Please? That movie was my absolute favoritest ever!"

The woman accompanying the ghoul, as harried as she looked with her group of other scarelings in assorted sizes surrounding her, simply smiled and nodded.

Wait...how did this child know who Alex was portraying? WHAT MOVIE??

S/he might have been standing their with an open mouth as the child approached, though as dumbfounded as s/he looked, Alex's thoughts were running at a mile a minute.

Human's know about Sally. They know about Sally, and there's apparently a movie about her in the human world. The children know about Sally, and they actually like Sally...What would Sally do in this situation?? YOU HAVE TO ACT LIKE SALLY!

Sally was kind, and gentle, and with all of her curiousity of the world, would probably welcome the humans with open arms unless they had proven to be dangerous. Hunters were dangerous. Human scarelings?

Alex let his painted stitched lips pull up in a smile that he hoped looked warm and inviting. "Oh, hello little ghoul!" Oh dear jack he was trying to impersonate Sally and it was awful, but a few of the other kids and even some adults laughed at the pun that was not a pun in Halloween.

Alex felt sick. The joy was going to make him physically ill at any moment, but he fought past it.

The ghouls approached, grabbing Alex's hand and leaning against her with a large grin and s/he had to fight not to pull away, and to most definitely not attempt to tear into the ghouls throat with his teeth.

Flashes of light blinded him, and the hand let go only to be replaced by another, as more humans gathered, pressing forwards, demanding photos as well.

This needed to end.

King Arthur's Castle- Merlin

The small child Thrain had been most eloquently been arguing with in a moment of utter succinctness had grown not only very petulant, but rather loud. After the Horseman disguised as wizard had once more denied the child the knowledge that this horribly dinky sword was the famed Excalibur, said child burst into a loud sob. Though the Guardian was proud of himself for winning the argument, he quickly realized that a loudly sobbing child was the exact opposite of what he was supposed to be doing. A number of people had stopped to stare at both him and the child and in a moment of panic the Horseman bellowed : "FORGET THAT SWORD, LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT A REAL SWORD!!"
Thankfully that did make the child stop crying, but it also made all those curious onlookers press all the closer. A number of other children seemed to pile forth from nowhere, their grubby hands pulling on his pretty blue robes (they made his eyes stand out! Er, at least they would have had his eyes not been hidden behind the disguise and a pair of spectacles).

"Errrr... So! There I was! In the middle of a vast snow storm--"
"Why were you in a snow storm?"
"Was it cold?"
"Was it snowing?!"
"....What part of 'the middle of a snow storm' was unclear? ANYWAYS. There I was, facing off against a-- A bear! A really big one--"
"Was it Merida's Mom?! WHAT IF IT WAS HER MOM--"
"NO. It wasn't anyone's mom! Well, I mean perhaps it was because it had a cub or-- NO MORE QUESTIONS!"
There was a collective 'awwww' from the children, but they all remained relatively silent after that.
"Better. Now. I was facing off against the bear, this horribly huge beast. It was twice my size and as you can see I am a very large man." The incredulous looks from the children tempered that idea enough that he glared at them all. Stupid frail wizard disguise. "The only way to destroy it was to smite it with a mighty sword! So I summoned my si-- My sword. A very large one. And with a great slash the bear was dead--"
The children screamed.
"--EXCEPT IT WASN'T REALLY DEAD, IT WAS JUST MAGICALLY DEAD AND WE BECAME FRIENDS AND YEAH."
They all cheered at this, even a few parents clapping.

Nailed it.