The Hinterlands

Subject: The Hinterlands Wed Nov 10, 2010 10:41 am

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Upon walking through the forest, deep, deep into its heart, a small grove of seven trees can be seen. Looking closer at the trees each of them is adorned with an odd looking and seemingly ancient door. A Jack O' Lantern, a Christmas Tree, Turkey, Clover, Heart, Painted Egg, and a Fire Cracker. Unknowing to most, these fantastic doors lead deep into the Holiday Worlds of Old. Each of them governed in solace and isolation, and each holiday operated unknown to their Holiday Kings and Queens that any of the others existed. After a major accident however, and one of the Holiday Kings stumbled upon another holiday, chaos ensued as the intruder tried taking the holiday for himself.

After resolving such issues, all seven leaders came together and decided to have a mutual meeting ground, far away from where anyone might find. As you gaze at these incredible gateways, one can't help but wonder why the doors won't open properly. Almost as if they were welded shut to the barks of the tree, however the knobs of each of the doors turn, so perhaps there is some secret to these doors. But exactly what is this secret?

Subject: Re: The Hinterlands Wed Nov 10, 2010 10:50 am

As the door in the shape of a Jack O' Lantern opens, a few orange wisps can be seen at the feet of the svelte figure that stepped out of it. Closing the door behind him, as only a Holiday Leader could, Jack Skellington examines his garb to make himself presentable.

Looking over the familiar black suit with white pinstripes, he brushes the tails straight with a cold, bony hand before turning his skull to look at his right forearm. Over the suit of black lay coiled around the skeleton's arm his Soul Robber. A powerful weapon, it's size doesn't give the impression of it's power. Able to lift half a ton in weight, it could function well as a grappling hook or just a third arm if the rounded end became a hand. Of course should the man ever face danger he could also form the slime into a scythe blade, lance head, or a massive mace that could shatter stone. Keeping it dormant, the man's slender arm reached up to adjust his bow tie which took the shape of a bat. After making himself presentable, he looks around to the familiar grove of trees with a skeletal grin before setting off away from them. Heading deeper into the forest Jack uncoils his Soul Robber, letting the slime support itself on his arm ready to strike in an unfamiliar world outside this grove