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  • Halloween Party for the Possessed

    Adventure by SpudSally · 11 Oct 2025
  • A Halloween party for those who need to possess bodies! Everyone is invited, Ghosts, ghouls, aliens, demons, body hoppers, perverts with technology. The only rule: you have to be controlling someone else’s body.

    Every year, a long abandoned mansion in the woods burst with life and light, THE party of the year! Alcohol, sex, games, costumes, the works! But all the party goers? They are possessed.
    Spirits, creatures, perverts, freaks and more all come together to show of bodies they have taken for the night, dressed up (or down) for the occasion of a night of fun at the expense of their host. Swapping host is allowed and encouraged! Get creative, invite your own OC, or step into the shoes of an existing possession presence. Either way, have fun in your new body!


    CHARACTERS

    Add your own supernatural, science fiction, urban legend, or OC here.

    The Hidden- a large alien worm who likes partying, hops from body to body by crawling into any open orifice. Rowdy and loves to party in a new body, experiencing all it can. Bit of a horndog. Wraps around hosts brain to access surface mannerisms and memories.

    The Slime- a large green slime blob the size of a basketball. Not particularly bright. Has no access to host memories and comes off as a bimbo when possessing a body.

    The Mummy- wants a new body for the evening to have fun and experience life to the fullest. Adventurous but old fashioned.

    The Ghosts- fun loving pranksters, there are multiple spirits who dwell in the mansion, they will take over any body that isn’t currently possessed and act as the “fun” of the party. Some just want sex, others to be touched, others to just drink and socialize.

    Frankenstein’s Monster- slow moving brute (not his fault, body is slow) with a big heart and fear of fire. Though his normally large body stands out, on Halloween he opens his head and his brain can leave his head and squirm around looking for an attractive host for him to possess. His brain can squeeze into a persons ear and take over. He has no access to the host’s memories. Still clumsy

    SETTING & WORLD
    Halloween day and night, present day

    You stand at the entrance of the Thornfield Mansion, the October wind whipping fallen leaves into mini-cyclones around your stolen ankles. Jack-o'-lanterns leer from every windowsill, their flickering grins casting grotesque shadows across the ivy-choked stone. Inside, the monstrous Georgian pile pulses with heavy bass that vibrates through your borrowed bones – the distinct thump of the annual Halloween Possession Party.

    A spectral doorman wearing a simpering Victorian gentleman's body bows low, gesturing you through the towering oak doors with a gloved hand. "Welcome, traveler!" he bellows in an accent completely at odds with his new Brooklynite host's thick neck. "Make yourself at home in your temporary skin! Mind the Slime puddle by the punchbowl, sticky fellow keeps melting his hosts."

    The foyer yawns open like a decadent mouth. Bodies undulate under pulsating strobe lights – a kaleidoscope of stolen flesh draped in costumes ranging from cheap polyester to elaborate historical accuracy. You catch flashes of unfamiliar limbs adjusting to their controllers: a woman in a Marie Antoinette gown fumbles with her skirts using sausage-like fingers that clearly remember being a mechanic’s; nearby, a shirtless jock licks an oversized lollipop with choreographed, unsettling slowness.

    Assorted entities mingle:
    * The Hidden: Its current host – a wiry cyclist in Lycra shorts – suddenly yanks a passing glitter-glued fairy by the wrist, grinning with predatory delight. A faint, segmented shadow seems to coil beneath the cyclist's skin for a second before he slurps champagne straight from the bottle, liquid pouring messily down its host's chin.
    * The Slime: Occupying a voluptuous figure squeezed into a "Naughty Nurse" costume. She giggles, touching her own silicone-enhanced assets with honest wonder. "Bouncy!" she declares loudly to no one, poking a stiff nipple. Green tinges peek from the edges of her host's nostrils.
    * The Mummy: Currently piloting a stern librarian’s body (still in sensible tweed). They stare longingly at a group grinding near the DJ booth, their borrowed lips murmuring, "Such... libidinous abandon impossible in my original wrappings..."
    A Ghost: Visible as a faint blue shimmer passing through* the chest of a bewildered-looking pizza delivery guy before emerging inside a cheerleader's body nearby. The cheerleader blinks, looks down at her pom-poms, and immediately shakes them with unnatural enthusiasm.

    Who are YOU tonight? Are you:
    1. A wandering spirit, eager for tactile sensation in a borrowed form?
    2. An eldritch hitchhiker from beyond the stars, sampling human biology?
    3. Frankenstein’s shivering brain, escaped its bolts and hunting for a warm skull?
    4. Something entirely your own creation?
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