Halloween Masquerade Ball

[rapturescreed]

Who: The Newcomer Political Party and The Newcomers!
When: October 27th, 7:00pm till Morning Sirens.
Where: The Newcomer Community Center
Summary: Time for some Halloween Masquerade Fun!
Warnings: Anything is possible!

The Community Center has been transformed into a sophisticated autumn dance hall, with bits of Halloween decorations around the room. When the door opens, you find yourself in the hall before the main room, someone ready to take your coat, if you have one, and another ready to give out bracelets. That way no one who shouldn't be drinking won't be able to.



The dance floor is surrounded by a number of small, round tables, each with an elaborate centerpiece of cobwebs. There are lights within the hanging decorations, with draped fabric over the sides, to give it a more close knit feeling. At the head of all the tables is a bar serving free drinks and cocktails to anyone over age. There is also a buffet



And then, of course, there is the dance floor, where people are dancing to the music supplied by two talented DJs, lights blinking and the room ready for everyone to have a good time.



Last call for food is two hours before sirens, and then the last call for drinks is an hour before the party finishes. You might want to be careful when it gets to be that time, though. Around 1:00 am, the party is going to change, due to a series of unfortunate events. You may not be very hungry or thirsty for awhile after.

Thread List:

Ahiru | Lisbeth | Vesper | Alois | Jessica | Jesse | James | Crowley | Castiel | Mia Fey | Discord

Comments

[deathknellgrell]

I think I know how to make myself look fabulous, sweetie~! Not my fault your tastes are ordinary.

[ He threads his fingers through a long lock of hair and FLICKS it haughtily. ]

Next thing, you'll be telling me to wear green!

[sequincy]

[Uryuu sips at a plastic cup of apple cider. Mmm, store-bought.]

...Well, it wouldn't hurt. Although I prefer you in white.

[deathknellgrell]

[ Grell hasn't found the punch yet. Everyone should be thankful for this. ]

White, white!

Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to get blood stains out of white?

[sequincy]

Of course I do. Keep back-ups. - Or don't get so bloody! Dodge more! [you know, because it's your own blood getting on your clothes, right?

Right?]

[spaceydog]

Of course, Dave is always too cool to give fucks. [Man, his whole costume is just so cool. Why wasn't she as cool as Dave and though up something like this?]

I don't get why they have it against us. I think we helping them out more, if you ask me.

[She looks up and him and then squints.] Dave, are you wearing your glasses under that mask?

[moveslikestrider]

I don't exactly know why either, but when do people care about that? It sucks, but they want someone to blame for their problems. We're the easiest target. [He shrugs, then pauses as her second question comes in. He draws back a bit and coughs.] No? It would be dumb to wear them now. Why?

[moveslikestrider]

Since I was a baby, yeah. [He motions for her to come closer, patting the dash.] Come here, I'll give you a crash course. See the whole purpose isn't to destroy or make the music something else in the case of a mix. You want to add new dimensions to it.

[debtor]

[Fine, then! HE'S WAIIIIITING.

Watching Break, eyes narrowed. What, are you going to hit him with a cane?]

[ofthursday]

Even Gods are trapped here.

[He responds, quietly, almost patiently. He's been asked this before, after all.]

This is a world completely different from mine; there is no Heaven here that I can access.

[renaissance_ninja]

[Dirk smiled with a nod to the clap on his back, reaching up and giving Jake a pat of his own.]

Y'know what else the party goers will thank me for?

[He wasn't even really going to give Jake the chance to back down. His arm was gripped by the elbow and the jungle boy was pulled out into the dance floor.]

Busting killer moves on the floor.

[You're not going to leave him hanging, are you Jake?]

[renaissance_ninja]

[Haha, man, Dirk doesn't blame him. Eat up, its free grub after all.]

Which sector is that in? I know a few people who might like it now that you mention it.

[renaissance_ninja]

That goes without saying, I think I would be worried if you changed too come to think of it. You're not exactly how I pictured you originally, you've actually exceeded those expectations already.

[Dirk smirked at the gesture.]

Lets make this shit happen.

[symmachy]

[Oh now she's being put on the spot. Buck up Scatty, you can do this. She moves in, eyeing the turntable like it's some kind of mutated creature.]

That sounds a lot simpler than it is, I'm sure.

[maddeninghatter]

[ ............


Well, yes! That was the idea. WHACK! ]

[debtor]

[His left arm moves up to block it, LIGHTNING FAST!!! It'll feel as though his cane's connected with some material much harder than, say. Human skin. Something almost metallic. Weird...!]

[worldhaditsway]

Oh! [Christina's a little stunned by that. She glances over in Alois's direction again and cringes.] Sorry. I thought he might be- [And then something hits her and she's more awed than embarrassed.] Wow. You convinced him to dress up and he's not even your boyfriend. He must be great.

[worldhaditsway]

[She rolls her eyes at the chiding. Fine. Not a sitcom. Even if it is pretty sitcom-y.]

So it sucks, basically. [She raises an eyebrow, questioning. She wouldn't be offended if he said yes. It's not like she's not looking at exactly the same situation, if "leader of the free world" could be synonymous with "leader of the smoking crater you turned the world into." Sometimes it occurs to her that she'd go back to being that and forget everything and it scares her.] In comparison to being the biggest fish in the pond.

[integrity]

I fixed it, actually. The problems I caused. They're all gone.

[He stills abruptly, a hand still at her waist, but no longer actually dancing.]

Castiel included.

[worldhaditsway]

[That gets her. She knows that calm realization that comes when it occurs to you that the terms "everything" and "nothing" aren't mutually exclusive.]

You know what they don't tell you about being on the top? [Because this much she knows without having actually been there, herself. It's how these stories end.] It's lonely.

[Sentimentality isn't Crowley's thing. He'd never admit to being lonely, so she doesn't wait for him to derisively write the comment off, before she plows on, just standing there in a frozen dance, while the rest of the party ignores them.]

But I guess we all have to make choices and decide what's more important. Having everything. [She can almost make Castiel out in the crowd somewhere.] Or having something that actually means something.

[That said, she pulls away a bit and points in Castiel's direction.] Either way, we all probably go home eventually. You might as well enjoy the problems.

[integrity]

[It's lucky that Christina continues on without allowing Crowley room to speak, because he has a biting comment ready -- loneliness. What a trite and useless concept. Crowley has absolutely no room to be lonely -- no time, no energy, no sparing glance toward what his life could have been. He rules Hell -- a constantly twisting dimension in need of constant babysitting. Being lonely is not very becoming of the young King of Hell.

Still, there is a point, in Christina's words, and he knows where she's going with this before she finishes, and Crowley lets out a soft groan of irritability as he lets himself be turned slightly in Christina pulling away.]

I absolutely refuse to allow you to tell me to seize the day with someone who can't tell the difference between haute couture and K-Mart.

[worldhaditsway]

[Christina crosses her arms over her chest and even behind a mask, she looks completely skeptical and Not Impressed. If it were anyone else but Crowley, she'd probably even be hurt that her deep, heartfelt realizations are being treated like a joke.

But it's Crowley and if she's learned anything in a year, it's that he can take things to heart without ever admitting he so much as has one. It's why she likes him. No bullshit. No fluff. But it doesn't mean he doesn't care.]

You're ruining the moment, Crowley.

[integrity]

[There's a soft huff of laughter before he rolls his eyes slightly, to watch Castiel out of the corner of his eye.]

-- you remind me very much of my former boss. Her name was Lilith.

[It's said rather seriously, for Crowley, as he takes half a step forward, so the conversation is entirely private.]

She never allowed me a longer leash than absolutely necessary and was never very impressed with my attitude, but she never pressed me to understand whatever wisdom she was imparting upon me, because she always understood that I was listening.

[In short -- he understands. He knows. And he knows that Castiel is going to die, regardless of what he does about it. He can't change what he's done or what he is about to do. The only thing he can do is ensure it doesn't happen here.]

[hejhej]

So you've met Mary only while here.

[spaceydog]

I guess so, since it makes no sense on why the core pulled us here, it's not our fault, you are right. Oh well, i guess we keep out of there way and avoid them when we can, i think that should keep them happy.

[She snorts.] You totally are!!

[motioned]

Oh, no, don't worry about it! Just, um, yeah.

He is! But I don't think it had much to do with me, he likes stuff like this. Parties and dressing up and stuff, I mean.