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<teslacoils> this is friends

[terribibble]

There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!

Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!

<archmage>

[icy_veins]

Fiddleford, I think you've dipped a bit deep into your moonshine tonight.

Also, what is "Halloween"?

<teslacoils>

[terribibble]

I've had a perfectly appropriate amount of moonshine for someone who weighs as much as I do.

Halloween is a holiday where I'm from. It's the one night a year that children can stay up as late as they want and demand candy without anyone telling them no.

[Now, does he take advantage of this situation to be kind of a shit? Yes. It feels like it's in the spirit.]

This is an ancient Halloween curse that comes back every year around the start of October. You've seen what I look like, you don't need me to tell you how serious it is. You better figure out who you'll be sending it to.

<archmage>

[icy_veins]

[Eridanus doubts that Fiddleford. He has seen you drunk.]

Sounds juvenile.
If this Halloween is for children, why are you participating in this foolishness?

Curses do not work like this, and it cannot be prevented by simply forwarding along a message.
Why would I subject others to this hoax?

<teslacoils>

[terribibble]

You might find this shocking on account of you sprung fully-formed from the dustiest bookshelf in the library, but I was once a child myself. You subject others to it because it's fun to play along, you wet blanket.

<archmage>

[icy_veins]

[He is squinting at this SO HARD Fiddleford!!]

Firstly, I am not a wet blanket.

Secondly, I don't even know ten people to send this silly message to!
So I will just be fake-cursed.