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Gooseberry Mods ([info]goosemods) wrote in [info]gooseberry,
@ 2016-10-31 13:23:00

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Entry tags:! ic/ooc, coralee wong, henrietta gray, philippa nightingale, ravinder dhaliwal

HALLOWEEN DANCE



HALLOWEEN DANCE

Afternoon classes are cancelled in preparation for the beloved Halloween Dance. Chaos overtakes the school as everyone scrambles to perfect their costumes, or the Atrium's decorations. The dance may not start until 7:00 PM, but there's a lot of work to be done before then. And after that particularly vicious anonymous post, some students could use the distraction.

After dinner, students have a little more time to run back to their cabins, throw on their costumes, and find their date if they have one. Joanna May and [Dateless Character Y] are mistaken for a couple when they stop to discuss a very large squirrel they saw. They impulsively decide to go to the dance together, because why not.

Finally, the sun starts to set, and it's time for the dance. Upon entering the Atrium, students discover it's been transformed into a stunning haunted Victorian manor... with a rather rustic log cabin feel. Cobwebs are carefully arranged on dusty velvet curtains, and fake bats flutter around the upper levels in time to the music. Books occasionally rattle on fake bookshelves, and stern-faced portraits will scream "boo!" at any wallflowers who let their guards down. The Atrium is lit only by blue, green and purple lights, giving it an appropriately moody feel, and all teachers and staff have decided to get into the spirit by donning their sharpest-looking Victorian costumes.

At the refreshments table, the eerily lit punch bowl constantly emits fog from dry ice, and an array of spooky snacks have been created by the house-elves. Decorated skulls, bloodshot eyeballs, vampire teeth, giant spiders, tiny tombstones shoved into cups of chocolate "dirt"—these creepy offerings are in fact incredibly delicious, even if some of them might look just a little too realistic. Vegan options are also available, and will be pointed out by Prospero.

Outside on the large balcony overlooking the lake, potted trees and magically flowering bushes have been scattered about, along with little benches and soft fairy lights, giving a fairytale feel that cooperates nicely with the idea of a Victorian garden. The surrounding area is full of jack-o-lanterns and candles.

Anyone who needs to go to the restrooms will find that someone has taken cutouts of aliens and UFOs and decorated the doors, walls and mirrors with them. A small musical device is playing the X-Files theme on repeat.
  • Afternoon classes are cancelled.
  • By 2:00 PM, the Atrium is fully cleared out and decorating begins.
  • Dance starts at 7:00 PM and lasts until 11:00 PM.
Setup: After lunch, Event Committee, staff and volunteers help to get the Atrium looking its best. Event Committee has thrown up magically impenetrable curtains around the Atrium, so even students headed in for dinner at 6 PM won't be able to see what they're working on.

Before the Dance: Glitter, hairspray and bloody makeup fills every cabin as students ready their costumes!

The Beginning of the Dance: Students are allowed into the Atrium and get to admire the decorations and one another's costumes. The student band, The Holy Rosicrucians, plays a short set to get things started. (~7:00 PM)

The Middle of the Dance: Finally, things really take off! There's dance music, refreshments, and everyone is milling about freely. (~8:00-11:00 PM)

The Balcony: The balcony overlooks the lake, and some students mingle out here to chat or appreciate the scenery. (~8:00-11:00 PM)

Outside by the Docks: Even more privacy and quiet. It's a little eerie down here, though... (~8:00-11:00 PM)

End of the Night: The dance is wrapping up, and everyone begins to return to their cabins. (~11:00-12:00)

Detention: Sylvester Stoker, Rosemary Stoker, Reid Wainwright, Ursula de Luca, Kurt Wolfhart, Riley Stamper, Olivia Sanchez, Casper Kim, Casey Patterson and Jacob Wood are all expected to show up for detention. They will be assisting in cleaning up the Atrium after the dance. If your character does not show, there will be IC repercussions. (~11:00-12:00)

Late Night: After the dance has long since passed, is there anything else happening? (12:00 AM onwards.)



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[info]lfmkarapst
2016-11-01 07:43 pm UTC (link)
Trixie leaned forward and started digging into the pockets she had made in the costume like it was a totally normal thing to do. Basically for them it was. Producing a bag of granola and M&Ms, she leaned back into place tossing it at Robin. "Come on, I know where your pockets are in the middle of the night, Wing." She laughed, you know, Nightwing? It's funny come on.

Trixie stretched out, undoing one of the strands of fake bullets from around her waist and nodded. "We needed more bombs."

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ok no Riley you're not in this tree too
[info]hanshotfirst
2016-11-01 08:16 pm UTC (link)
"Park didn't need more fucking bombs, I needed less goddamn pockets." Robin caught the non-bullshit-vegan snacks in one hand and ripped open the M&Ms with his teeth. "You see the alien bathroom though? Fucking knew Ramirez loved that shit, he's so full of it."

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SHE JUST WANTS TO FEEL INCLUDED
[info]lfmkarapst
2016-11-01 08:19 pm UTC (link)
Trixie motioned down to her 'costume' which was barely anything at all indicating that she clearly had no pockets. Never mind the fact that she was carrying a hollowed out rocket launcher full of costume mending materials, a machine gun with a few oranges and a zap gun which had nothing in it, it was really just a zap gun. "I ain't got no pockets."

"Fuck yeah, someone loves aliens too. Good job there. Peeing was damn spooky." Trixie started whistling out the X-Files theme song because why not before tearing open a Capri-Sun pouch saying fuck the police I don't need no straw.

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[info]hanshotfirst
2016-11-02 12:07 am UTC (link)
"Fuckin' spooky, what's so spooky 'bout the truth?" Robin leaned forward on his branch and nearly lost his balance, which was totally fine, he could catch himself, he knew how to not fall, shut up. "'Specially when the real aliens're out here, oooOOOooooOOOOO."

Then he leaned too far forward and nearly fell again.

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[info]lfmkarapst
2016-11-02 12:17 am UTC (link)
"Aliens." Trixie stated quietly, sure she wasn't quite as into the whole alien thing as Robin was but she could happily play along considering he did just as much with her insane theories of world domination. It worked and sure aliens were real just she didn't think they were all up in government working the politics of DC.

"Ever wonder what other spooky shit is happening out there when we have to be all locked inside of the lodge tonight?" That was sure not to make Robin worse. She wasn't going to fall off but she kicked her feet slightly to make sure Robin wasn't going to fall.

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[info]hanshotfirst
2016-11-02 12:38 am UTC (link)
"You think I fucking don't?" No really, do you think he fucking didn't? Assuming something shady and/or spooky was going on literally all of the time was half the reason he set all those damn traps. Something weird was actually going on at this school and he aimed to figure it the fuck out. He wasn't gonna let some asshole grow a flower on his cabin.

Robin kicked back at her ever-so-helpful feet preventing him from plummeting, like, seven feet. "Dude, I'm pretty sure there's a Twilight Zone episode about a place like this*, and you know that shit they said about Rod Serling was fucking true right? That he was a goddamn time traveler?"

* There isn't. Robin is making shit up again.

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[info]lfmkarapst
2016-11-02 12:52 am UTC (link)
"I wish we could cctv this place." Trixie chewed on one of her incredibly disgusting candies made out of whatever it is vegan candy is made out of. I don't know, twigs or something? Yeah, because they needed to find more things to do to creep on their fellow students. Trixie was pretty sure the staff was going to be far happier with the two of them gone next year but until then. Well. "No one wants to fucking leave me flowers. Fuck that shit."

Not that she wanted flowers, she just wanted to be in the consideration for spooky shit happening. She was cool too. "Goddamn time travelers taking all of our jobs."

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