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Baron Samedi ☠ Nate Simmons (baronsamedi) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-10-25 20:25:00

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baron samedi, chernobog, erebos, eris, geb, horus, loki, maman brigitte, marzanna, nephthys, nyx, phobos, set, sif, thor, tiamat

Going to a Dead Man's Party, Pt 1
Who: EVERYONE.
What: CASKET’s 16th Annual Halloween Party!!!
Where: CASKET
When: October 30th, starting at 7 pm sharp! This thread is getting posted early so everyone can get a head start on the festivities, since this weekend will undoubtedly be busy.
Warnings: Anything can happen.
Notes: All right, boils and ghouls, this is how things will go down.

Upon arriving at CASKET, for two hours everyone will remain in their mortal forms. Drink, discuss, have a good time. Please label your thread with the location of your character - At The Bar, On The Dance Floor, Lounge Area, On Stage Singing My Drunk Little Heart Out, In The Bathroom Puking My Guts Out, whatever strikes your fancy.

Let’s have everyone be nice and courteous: please ask before entering a thread in which there are already two people, unless of course you already have it planned that way.

At 9pm sharp, the deities will begin to take over their mortal shells, though not entirely; only certain aspects will show through, whether it be appearance, powers, or whatever. No full transformations. In this thread, you don’t have to worry about the deities just yet - I will post a second thread for that part of the night.

Have at!

Waiting for an invitation to arrive...goin' to a party where no one's still alive...

CASKET was done up with bells - every inch of the club was redecorated for the main event of the year. Though Julian professed to like no holiday above another, Halloween had always held a special place in his heart. Even if, in modern times, it was meant for those of a younger age, that didn’t mean those of a younger spirit couldn’t join in on the festivities as well! And he strove to provide the most elaborate environment possible for everyone to get their freak on. The addition of Pax patrons was a nice touch, or so he thought - with how lucrative his neighbors had been thus far, who knew what could happen next?

Red lights were exchanged for ultraviolet, hoping to pick out and showcase ghoulish specters in their best light. Every bartender was done up in the best make-up money could buy, elaborate skulls painted on their faces and dressed to match with bones detailing arms and rib cages. The stage area was covered in a thick, ground creeping fog, The Crypt Keeper Five’s instruments already set up and ready to take center stage once the karaoke was done for the evening. Multicolored string lights of skulls were hung from the rafters, adding a festive air to the space amidst the spiderwebs and other macabre decorations. Julian was surveying his work, his own face done up in a friendly looking sugar skull, skeletal gloves covering his fingers while a suit made him seem rather dashing despite his dead demeanor.

The club was already brimming with costume guests, ranging from the sexy to the obscene; as long as no one toted a fake weapon, anything was welcome. Lingering by the bar, he watched the entrance to see who might show up first - and to see if a certain wife was going to make an appearance. His mind lingered for the barest of moments over what would be clinging to those curves, but Julian quickly wiped his mind clean of those thoughts. Undoubtedly she’d only be here to cause trouble, nothing more. Instead, he ordered a Blue Voodoo Doll, which a skeletal Yvette handed to him with a smile. With his potentially most loyal ally manning the bar, Julian was ready for whatever this evening might bring; his lips curved into a smile as Oingo Boingo’s No One Lives Forever blared out over the sound system.

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Entrance Area (Richard, James)

sifwheat
2011-10-27 04:51 am UTC (link)

Lucy wasn't really big on clubs. She'd gone to one or two of them on a group outing, but not enough to really be familiar with the atmosphere. She preferred outdoor settings to loud, confined ones, but she wasn't about to miss out on the Halloween party everyone at the complex was attending. She was hoping James would be there. She hadn't seen him since the incident, and she couldn't decide if she wanted to change that or not. Part of her did, because there was a part of her that was always up for seeing him. She was hesitant though, because what did you say to someone after you lost all of your hair on their couch?

She wasn't about to waste time thinking about it, there was a party to take in. With a little help from her new friend Richard, Lucy had settled on the bell bottoms. She hadn't been able to resist them when she saw the bright daisy patches someone had affixed all over them. It didn't take her long to find the rest. She wore a bright yellow t-shirt, a long, tan, ultra suede vest that no animals were harmed in the making of, a pair of large, round sunglasses with pink frames, a chain that had a large peace symbol dangling from it and topped it all off with a daisy chain head band and a pair of platform sandals. It wasn't anything new or inventive, but she was okay with that. It was a costume that gave her enough coverage to feel comfortable in.

She gave Richard a wide smile and surveyed the area. There was so much activity she couldn't figure out where to look first.

"I don't know where to start!"

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Re: Entrance Area (Richard, James)

atrickstertype
2011-10-27 07:30 pm UTC (link)

Now, wasn't this a hell of a thing? As much as the past few weeks had sucked (and oh, had they ever sucked) this party had been one of the few solid things he had to look forward to. And it was, to be fair, pretty much the only plan he had made in recent memory where everything had gone right. The club looked great, screechy karaoke or not, and he was arriving with a date that was both beautiful and funny. That alone was enough to set this near the top of his list of holiday parties. Add the fact that he had found an amazing costume, and that he had an interview for a new job already and, well, Richard had decided that this was going to be a great night. The strange shit that had been happening to him since he got here was not going to happen tonight. No blackouts, no strange feelings of deja vu, no mood swings. Tonight was a night for partying.

He shifted in the bomber jacket, already starting to wonder how long it would be before he was in shirtsleeves. The bomber, and the goggles and cap that came with it, were the spoils of his trip to the costume shop where he had met Lucy, and he knew that he looked good in them. On the other hand, both the hat and the jacket were lined with wool. If he didn't want to end up sweating like a teenage driver... No. No worries tonight. He'd figure it out.

At Lucy's question he turned and grinned at her. "We'll get to everything, don't worry! How about bothering the corpses for a drink, first?" He nodded over towards the bar. It was, he had to admit, impressive how much effort had gone into this party. Apparently not even the bartenders went halfway. "Can I get you something?"