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"Your Stories" offers you the opportunity to personalize stories by participating in voting across various categories. Whether it's deciding a character's name or influencing a plot point, you get to read and cast your vote. We continually refresh and iterate this process. This October, we have two options: "Trick" and "Treat."
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Welcome to "Trick"
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Introducing "Trick," an interactive story set to unfold every Thursday throughout October. Step into the shoes of a character whose identity you will shape: their gender, name, and every decision they make. Your adventure begins as they prepare for a night of trick-or-treating. As the evening progresses, they'll find themselves at a park where every choice you make can pivot the story dramatically. Suddenly, a prank unfolds at the park, and your character is right in the thick of it. The narrative is in your hands. Below is a form where you can begin crafting your character's details. Immerse yourself in the spirit of Hauntario and get ready for a night of tricks and treats! |
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After you've finished, please don't forget to complete the form at the bottom to send a "Trick" to a friend or family member. Additionally, be sure to vote on "Treat" so you can send them a delightful surprise. These treats are like spooky valentines, guaranteed to add some eerie fun to their day. |
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On a crisp and moonlit evening, everyone in town was gearing up for their Halloween traditions. The excitement in the air was electric, and something felt different this Halloween, though no one could quite put their finger on it. Today, your story unfolds as you step into the shoes of an 11-year-old Scotty, ready to embark on a memorable Halloween adventure.
Your heart raced with anticipation as you stood in your room, a carefully selected costume laid out on your bed.
The closet had yielded your chosen attire – a spooky and elaborate costume that you had meticulously planned for weeks.
It was only half of the outfit; you and your best friend had a joint costume planned. You were going as a slice of peanut-buttered bread, and your best friend would be the jam on the other half.
With a grin stretching from ear to ear, you couldn't wait to join your friends at the much-anticipated Halloween party at the Teen Centre. The prospect of candy, games, and spooky decorations had fueled your enthusiasm for days, and this time, you were certain that your costume would be the winning entry.
However, just as you were about to don your costume, your phone rang, abruptly snapping you out of your excitement.
You picked it up, expecting it to be one of your friends coordinating costume details or confirming the party's meeting time. Instead, the voice on the other end was that of your best friend, Edward, sounding deeply disappointed.
"Hey, Scotty," Edward began, his tone heavy. "I've got some bad news. The Halloween party is canceled."
Your heart sank, and disbelief washed over you. The words hung in the air like a heavy fog, shattering your Halloween dreams. It felt as if the darkness of the night had seeped into your room, extinguishing the joy you had felt just moments before. "Why?" you wondered aloud, your mind filled with confusion and disappointment.
"That's alright, let's go trick-or-treating," you suggested, determined to salvage the night in some way.
While you really wanted to attend the party, at least you could still show off your unique costume.
"I can't, I have to go with my little sister. I'm sorry," Edward replied politely before ending the call. With the party canceled and Edward unavailable, you were left with a costume dilemma – you were just a slice of bread now, and your grand plan hinged on being part of a duo.
Just then, a text message arrived from Edward: "I'm not going with Scotty anymore. When do you want to meet up? I'm at the park now." Before you could respond, your phone unexpectedly died, leaving you in a mild panic.
"What was that about?" you pondered as you plugged your phone in to charge. Realizing it would take some time to power up, you decided to head to the park and pretend you hadn't seen the message yet. As for your costume, you knew you couldn't go as just a slice of bread, so you grabbed a sheet, cut holes in it, and decided to go as a ghost for the night, ready to embrace the unexpected turn your Halloween had taken.
With your ghostly sheet draped over you, you dashed downstairs, the fabric billowing around your legs as you went.
The anticipation of Halloween still lingered, and you hoped to salvage the night with your best friend, Edward.
As you descended, you caught sight of your dad in the living room, helping your little brother, Tommy, get ready for trick-or-treating. Tommy was dressed as a little pumpkin, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. Your dad had a gentle smile on his face as he adjusted Tommy's pumpkin hat.
"Looking great, Tommy," you chimed in, your disappointment about the canceled party temporarily pushed aside.
Your dad turned to you, his eyes warm with affection. "Hey, Scotty, do you think you'd like to join us for trick-or-treating with Tommy tonight? It could be a fun family activity."
You appreciated the offer but knew your heart was set on meeting Edward. "Thanks, Dad," you replied politely. "I'm actually meeting up with Edward at the park later. We've got some plans." Your dad nodded, understanding. "Alright, that sounds like a great time. Just give me a call when you're done, and we'll meet you at the park."
You nodded, a grin beneath your ghostly sheet. "Sure thing, Dad. I'll call you when I'm ready."
With that settled, your dad and Tommy finished getting ready, and they headed out the door,
Tommy's excitement echoing in the hallway as they stepped into the Halloween night.
You couldn't help but feel a warm sense of family love as they left, even though your original Halloween plans had unraveled. Determined to make the most of the evening, you grabbed a bucket to complete your ghostly ensemble and headed to the front door. As you swung it open, the crisp autumn air and the mysterious allure of Halloween beckoned you outside, ready for an adventure with Edward and the promise of a memorable night ahead.
Your heart raced with anticipation as you stood in your room, a carefully selected costume laid out on your bed.
The closet had yielded your chosen attire – a spooky and elaborate costume that you had meticulously planned for weeks.
It was only half of the outfit; you and your best friend had a joint costume planned. You were going as a slice of peanut-buttered bread, and your best friend would be the jam on the other half.
With a grin stretching from ear to ear, you couldn't wait to join your friends at the much-anticipated Halloween party at the Teen Centre. The prospect of candy, games, and spooky decorations had fueled your enthusiasm for days, and this time, you were certain that your costume would be the winning entry.
However, just as you were about to don your costume, your phone rang, abruptly snapping you out of your excitement.
You picked it up, expecting it to be one of your friends coordinating costume details or confirming the party's meeting time. Instead, the voice on the other end was that of your best friend, Edward, sounding deeply disappointed.
"Hey, Scotty," Edward began, his tone heavy. "I've got some bad news. The Halloween party is canceled."
Your heart sank, and disbelief washed over you. The words hung in the air like a heavy fog, shattering your Halloween dreams. It felt as if the darkness of the night had seeped into your room, extinguishing the joy you had felt just moments before. "Why?" you wondered aloud, your mind filled with confusion and disappointment.
"That's alright, let's go trick-or-treating," you suggested, determined to salvage the night in some way.
While you really wanted to attend the party, at least you could still show off your unique costume.
"I can't, I have to go with my little sister. I'm sorry," Edward replied politely before ending the call. With the party canceled and Edward unavailable, you were left with a costume dilemma – you were just a slice of bread now, and your grand plan hinged on being part of a duo.
Just then, a text message arrived from Edward: "I'm not going with Scotty anymore. When do you want to meet up? I'm at the park now." Before you could respond, your phone unexpectedly died, leaving you in a mild panic.
"What was that about?" you pondered as you plugged your phone in to charge. Realizing it would take some time to power up, you decided to head to the park and pretend you hadn't seen the message yet. As for your costume, you knew you couldn't go as just a slice of bread, so you grabbed a sheet, cut holes in it, and decided to go as a ghost for the night, ready to embrace the unexpected turn your Halloween had taken.
With your ghostly sheet draped over you, you dashed downstairs, the fabric billowing around your legs as you went.
The anticipation of Halloween still lingered, and you hoped to salvage the night with your best friend, Edward.
As you descended, you caught sight of your dad in the living room, helping your little brother, Tommy, get ready for trick-or-treating. Tommy was dressed as a little pumpkin, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. Your dad had a gentle smile on his face as he adjusted Tommy's pumpkin hat.
"Looking great, Tommy," you chimed in, your disappointment about the canceled party temporarily pushed aside.
Your dad turned to you, his eyes warm with affection. "Hey, Scotty, do you think you'd like to join us for trick-or-treating with Tommy tonight? It could be a fun family activity."
You appreciated the offer but knew your heart was set on meeting Edward. "Thanks, Dad," you replied politely. "I'm actually meeting up with Edward at the park later. We've got some plans." Your dad nodded, understanding. "Alright, that sounds like a great time. Just give me a call when you're done, and we'll meet you at the park."
You nodded, a grin beneath your ghostly sheet. "Sure thing, Dad. I'll call you when I'm ready."
With that settled, your dad and Tommy finished getting ready, and they headed out the door,
Tommy's excitement echoing in the hallway as they stepped into the Halloween night.
You couldn't help but feel a warm sense of family love as they left, even though your original Halloween plans had unraveled. Determined to make the most of the evening, you grabbed a bucket to complete your ghostly ensemble and headed to the front door. As you swung it open, the crisp autumn air and the mysterious allure of Halloween beckoned you outside, ready for an adventure with Edward and the promise of a memorable night ahead.
