Here, I'll post all of the lovely anon messages I received. At least, the ones I got and didn't accidentally delete. heart These are starting from the oldest ones to newest.
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Happy Halloween! While I don't want to join the dark side again, I'm sure a hungry hungry werewolf like yourself can appreciate the subtle flavor of artificial grape candy. And hey, a fun fact about your race: Did you know that the tradition of hanging mistletoe at Christmas stems from using the plant to keep werewolves away? The more you know!
~Mr. Monster Guy
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: hello
dear d i a
i noted
you were looking
at this
and given
your favourite colour
i thought you
should have
this
- Harlow Eve
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: The eerie howling of the wind made the forest seem more haunted. You had decided to take a short cut through the woods, in the daytime it seemed to only take fifteen to twenty minutes, but tonight it was taking longer. The crunching of leaves made you look to your right. Golden eyes glared back at you, and soon white fangs gleamed in the moonlight. A growl emitted from the beasts throat and it left. You walk over and find a torn present box.
-Untamed Wolf
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Here's an interesting werewolf fact, my fellow Sonic aficionado! In Sonic Unleashed, our hero transforms into a beast at night, which ends up being called Sonic 'Werehog' form. But SEGA's etymology is a bit off... you see, the word werewolf is derived from two parts: were or wer, which means man, and wolf which means... wolf. So, looking at what they called Sonic monster form, the name literally means 'Manhog,' and frankly that doesn't make much sense... It's no wonder I go by this nickname...
~Mr. Monster Guy
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Snuggly knit and very soft,
This hat will keep you warm,
The wind can't carry it aloft,
Even in a storm,
It's light green hue is very nice,
And goes well with your style,
It brings out the colour of your eyes,
And that will make me smile,
So take this gift and wear it well,
As winter comes upon us,
And on the cold you will not dwell,
No reason for a fuss.
-X-
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Give this furry creature a breath to take,
So many sights of them dreadful creatures my body does shake.
Why do Anons have to post pictures of the eight legged freaks?
If I received one the world would hear a terrified shriek!
Be so glad I'm not that cruel,
To be kind to victims is my golden rule.
Victims? Did I say that?
Of coarse I meant to say &customers to wink at&.
With many kupo,
Moogle
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: The quest for treats and avoiding tricks has lasted longer than expected. To save time, you take a shortcut through the park on the way home. The radiant full moon illuminates the scene in an ethereal silver light, making the are feel magical and, despite the current turn of events, safe.
As you walk, something catches the corner of your eye. You turn, and stop short. Floating about playfully in the field is a tiny star. It's doesn't seem to notice you, however when you take a curious step towards it, the star flies off. You follow as it goes beyond the fields and into the trees, coming out beyond them in a clearing.
It takes a moment for you to realize what you are seeing. There, hundreds of tiny stars dance about, each one leading a shimmering tail which create shapes and designs in the air. Among these stars is him. He is garbed in black and silver, a mask covering half his face, hinting that he may have just come from the masquerade. He turns when the star approaches, giving a nod of welcome to it before turning you. For a moment you feel as if you are intruding, but his warm smile quickly puts that at ease. He walks forward, the only sound being the rustling of his cloak. Then, he takes to one knee, placing a soft kiss upon your hand. As he looks up, you have the urge to know who is behind that mask. Carefully, you reach over and remove it. For a moment, you catch sight of gentle grey eyes.
Then, he and the stars are gone, leaving you with the mask in hand, and stardust in the air.
~The Starlight Prince
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Sorry, I wanted your keys. Try again? ^^;
-A Really Bad Pickpocket
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: An unsolicited advance. The itinerant looks around sheepishly as he approaches you, eyes dark behind the mask he wears. A few steps closer, and then he kneels suddenly. He makes as if to pick up an object near your foot, then hastily reaches up to urge it into your palm. His hands are shaking. "I believe this--is yours," he stammers, giving a flustered smile as he gets to his feet. "Pl- please enjoy your Halloween, ma'am."
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: The timorous traveler happens across you once more in the crowd, and at length, returns to you on a whim. This time, he's looking rather abashed. "I'm not much of an artist, but--" Anxiously, he thrusts a piece of paper at you, offering a wavering smile and a slight bow as he makes to leave once more.
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: The Phantom Gift Giver appears before you, holding a small present from beyond the grave. He makes eye contact with you, then gives you a bow before handing you the present. You take it, and he smiles, staring sincerely into your emerald eyes, still sparking despite the ruined ballroom around you two. He then tips his hat, blows you a kiss, and takes his cloak around his body and vanishes...
He is, but a phantom...
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: It's not much, but
I wanted you to shine
like the beautiful star you are.
-The Simple Anon
From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: You walk along,
Streetlights barely lighting your path.
Such a cold, November night, the wind reminds you, as you pull your jacket closed.
"Hello." You hear a greeting, one from a man of average height who approaches you.
You glance up at him, smile and manage a &Hello.& back to him.
He had slightly startled you, with his appearing out of nowhere and all.
Had he been watching you?
You think to yourself.
The thought gives you shivers.
"How're you? Surely it is lonely to not have company this time of night. Dangerous even if you don't watch out for people," he says. "Perhaps I should walk you home." He offers.
You think about this lightly, and nod in agreement.
After all;
What harm could it do?
You both quickly walk along.
You occasionally look down to the odd doctor's bag he carries with him.
You wonder what could be inside.
It was a relatively silent walk.
You stop at your house upon reaching it.
Looking back towards him, you notice he is rummaging through the bag.
You peer inside the bag out of curiosity, to see what he is looking for.
You notice a knife, of which he brings up quickly to your neck.
You stare at him as he smiles, and then slits your throat.
You are Jack's Tenth.
~Jack the Ripper
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