Sorcerers of the Magic Kingdom

[Beetlejuice is sporting purple hair tonight, and the color has bled through to his shirt and tie. ]

So, you losers probably noticed that Lydia Deetz--the first edition--has gone back home.

Collector's Edition is still here with me, so this place has a chance of not totally sucking, but, we're your only hope now.

[He crossed his arms and huffed.]


Oh. It also means we're down a Princess, so, you're more likely to die.

Later, losers.

[Beetlejuice flipped off the camera, and cut the feed, but, would probably respond to people.]

So.  If you were going to try and scare someone half to death—-what would you do?

Also, please rate Actual-Crowley and my scares we did. If we got ya, I mean.

[One pissed off (et worried) demon fighting hard not to appear so.]

You ok, kid?

[Just a green-haired demon, wearing 3-D glasses, chewing on a glitter pen.]

S'up!

[Beetlejuice gave a fangy-smile around the pen.]


Lydia tells me you're good at planning parties. And...since everyone missed hers and Emmy's birthdays, I'm trying to put together a party for her. But, the problem is, I'm dead. And...a demon from hell. So, I've never actually been to a birthday party, let alone had one myself, or know anything remotely about them other than cake.

[He held up a cheerful finger.]

Which! I totally have covered. Cake, I understand, and I have plans.

But, uh, anyway, would you be willing to help with the rest of it? Especially the inviting part, because, if I try it, it will come in the form of me threatening to rip someone's spleen through their ear-canal if they upset Lyds by not coming.

SO, uh....will ya help?