One Night Only

[edge_of_nothing]

Who: OPEN TO EVERYONE because of Julian
When: October 30th, 2012
Where: The Xino E. Mao Corp building
Summary: MASQUERAAADE: A costume party of the swanky kind! Yay!
Warnings: None...?
Notes: Forward-dating so there's more time to tag in. Action and prose are both okay! ALSO: tag yourself in on the log!

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Halloween doesn't just belong to the young and young-at-heart. Candy isn't hard to come by. So why not spend some time partying it up?

Thanks to a mistake and Network spam sent via Julian, Xino E. Mao has been dressed up for precisely that line of thinking. Thanks to Xigbar's quick fixes (i.e. connections and a few spells for the occasion), the rooms reserved for special events have been opened up for the masquerade. Yes, masquerade. All are expected to dress in costumes that aren't corny.

The lighting is dim, overlaying fitting decorations which fulfill the eerie ambiance necessary for such a Hallowed Night. These are far from cheesy store-bought decorations, of course. It's stylish and...alive. Why yes, those are Heartless Shadows creeping along the walls.

Don't get too caught up staring at the details – the details will stare back at you.

To all who enter here: enjoy.

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Comments

DANCE YOUR CARES AWAY

[edge_of_nothing]

[Why not. Dance floor's open! Join in! Or watch and give commentary.]

[madannoshashu]

[ As some point during the night, Xigbar will take the floor with the intent of providing a little "entertainment". Dressed as Frankenstein for this particular event, Xigbar takes a microphone and grandly addresses everyone in attendance.

Having thanked everyone for coming, the music begins again, and Xigbar begins a rendition of the Thriller. The shadows lining the walks seem to move in time with the music, and eventually, he's joined by a few other dancers.

The group moves in perfect sync, and at some point, Xigbar will leap and twist in midair, his feet (apparently) adhering to the ceiling. A moonwalk happens soon after.

Once he's finished, he smiles, takes a bow with his fellow dancers, and vanishes off the floor.

He'll be around later to mix and mingle with the crowd. ]

[p3rebel]

Whoa!

[Phoebe claps enthusiastically.]

That was pretty impressive.

[Friend or enemy? She's trying to work it out - but he doesn't seem to be a demon and that was a neat bit of magic.]

[madannoshashu]

[ He grins. ]

Why thank you, miss.

I'm glad that you enjoyed it.

[p3rebel]

[She replies with a grin]

I'm Phoebe. And you are... are you the guy who sent the invitations?

[Because demons don't send invitations, right? Which means that Phoebe's starting to relax a little]

[madannoshashu]

[ He chuckles lightly. ]

Not quite.

My employer's NV got a little creative with Paint. After that, well- we sort of had to follow up.

[ He waves a hand, a few Shadows moving overhead. ]

It turned out pretty well, all things considered.

[ Another smile. ]

The name's Xigbar, by the by. It's a pleasure.

[psychopath]

[jack claps enthusiastically, being more interested in whatever the hell those things are rather than whatever the hell dance they're performing.

he spends about half of his time at the masquerade trying to figure out what those were and why...the shadows are moving. (no hearts for you :[)

he'll just-- readjust his mask and start patting the curtains, nobody should mind him at all.]

[recitings]

[Hm? Who is this weird guy patting the curtains? Dressed in a black cloak over a tailor-made suit, and with a scarlet mask over his features, he approaches the odd blond.]

[psychopath]

[jack's wearing a blood-red cloak himself, over a white frock coat and trousers, fastened at his throat with a gold falcon.

he might be impeccably dressed but!! his hood falls off his head, blond hair spilling over his shoulder, as he reaches up to pat one of the shadows that aren't-- really supposed to be there.

He huffs.]

[recitings]

... what are you doing?

[Weirdo.]

[psychopath]

[stop judging him :((]

Did you see that! [eyes wide;] The shadows moved--!

[madannoshashu]

[ His performance done, it'll be a little while before he shows himself again. Eventually, though, he'll appear, sneaky and silent as ever.

The frankenstein motif seems to be working quite well for him. ]

Something catch your eye?

[psychopath]

[Jack startles when the other man speaks, and he turns around as if he'd done something incriminating.]

The decor's...just really, erm, effective.

[madannoshashu]

[ He just smiles, secretive and knowing. ]

Rather lively, isn't it?

[reassures]

[There is a young woman watching you from behind her own mask, Jack, though she does well to make it seem like it's simple curiosity at the odd things he's doing. Really, she wants to see if those shadows are going to react to him doing something.

After a moment of watching though, she steps over, gloved fingers lightly tapping his arm. While she's suspicious of everyone here, she's not sure this is exactly the reaction an AGI employee would have, and her concern gets the better of her.]

[psychopath]

[jack startles -or appears to startle - and he very nearly whirls around to face her, eyes wide behind his mask. He breathes a sigh of relief once he sees it's a who, not a what, there.]

Oh, hello! [he doesn't quite recognize her.] Fancy sort of place, isn't it, milady?

[reassures]

[Appears to? You shouldn't try to fool a telepath, Jack. Even one that only really listens to surface thoughts. Still, Nill smiles slightly at him, pulling her hand back to herself. Attempting to be reassuring, to ease his apparent initial distress. The heels to her boots clack a little against the tile floor, and she straightens. She's dressed quite nicely, with ribbons in her hair to match her outfit. Not to mention the bat-like wings (which don't quite look real, but don't look obviously fake, either) that seem to be sprouting from her back.

She nods though, because she doesn't recognize him either, and small talk never hurts. Even if she was sort of lacking on the talking part. To make up for it, she peers past him, back where he'd been patting the curtains, and then at him again, obviously curious behind her mask. Did you see something interesting back there?]

[renaissance_ninja]

[Dirk was just watching for the time being, he was a sucker for music and moving to it, had some pretty awesome dance moves up his sleeves too. For the time being though, he was happy just standing a little to the side of where people were dancing.

A mysterious wall flower if you will. Dressed as the swag-master himself with a plain black mask shades donned over that.

When he wasn't tapping a foot or lightly bouncing his head, Dirk was turning his attention to those strange shadows... There was something off about this place. Something not quite right.]

[psychopath]

[jack spots him and makes a beeline for him, pushing the hood of his cloak back.]

Goodness! Why are you just standing there, come on and dance!

[ooc: ps bro i think you hotlinked your first link]

[renaissance_ninja]

[At least the cloaked male was someone Dirk recognized from speaking to previously, and not some assassin or something like that.]

I'm not one to turn down an offer like that.

[Dirk raised a brow, but went along with the request all the same.]

(ooc: Thanks! it was s'pose to be this )

[psychopath]

You don't seem like the wallflower sort.

[jack claps him on the shoulder and motions for him to follow.]

Especially after getting all dressed up like that.

[phazeandblood]

[Karkat's not surprised to see Dirk, had actually been looking for him actually since it was much preferable company than most of the other party guests around here. And honestly, he'd pretty much planned on doing exactly what Dirk is now. Just being a little wall flower as he watches people dance.

It doesn't help that this place makes him nervous, picking up something off about the shadows around here. But he pushes that back from his mind for a moment as he goes to stand next to the blond.

This time it shows he put just a little bit more effort and creativity into his outfit. An old fashion outfit that he saw in a lot of good movies and a crab themed mask to match. He's kind of getting used to wearing red, and there's some bit of comfort that comes with that.]

And here I was half expecting you to wear that ridiculous fucking mask from before again.

[renaissance_ninja]

[Dirk was using being a wall flower as his excuse for spying. Currently, his interest was on those shadows Karkat had spotted too. Something about them screamed of what Dave had described to him that attacked Nill recently.

Snapped from his thoughts, though they are not forgotten, when the troll spoke up.]

Naw, I thought it was time to stride in something more swag.

[He nodded and gave a slight smirk.]

I'm digging the threads.

[phazeandblood]

[He wasn't expecting the compliment, a bit taken off guard by it and distracting himself by glancing back over at the creepy wall shadows. That quickly becomes just as unsettling as it was before so he instead turns to watch the other people dancing. No, it was just a casual statement and nothing more than that and there's no reason to feel pleased by it.

But he totally is.]

I figured this one called for a little more effort than the last. Not to mention the other was a last minute deal I hadn't really thought through.

[moveslikestrider]

[After the creep fest that is the dancers to Thriller, Dave slides onto the dance floor. He cuts a sharp figure with his white-blond hair and mafiaso style get-up. He stands at the edge of things observing with a careful eye from behind his jackal mask. From to time he disappears but he always returns to watching the dancers.]