REMAINS RPG (remains_mod) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2015-10-08 01:01:00 |
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they tell me of a home where my friends have gone
Who: OPEN to all Dog Park residents & friends
Where: The Dog Park
What: Ain't no party like a Dog Park party.
When: From dusk till dawn on October 3-4, 2018
The Dog Park overflows with life, even in the dead wasteland it sits at the center of. From beyond the walls the lights and smoke can be seen, along with the occasional crash of explosions detonated by geeks trespassing too close to the wall. Inside the park, music comes from everywhere-- blasting from speakers near the rides, chanted and crooned from the mouths of revelers, wafting from the open windows of trailers. Between the carnival staples of fried food and cotton candy, there are jars of moonshine passed from hand to hand across the camp. Bright rows of string lights stretch from tent-tops to trailers, connecting all the homes and structures in a web of colored light. The camp smells like fire and food and fumes from the generators. Rides clang and chug as they're manned by slightly under-qualified patches, while prospects grow progressively more drunk at their game booths. The spirit of revelry is as strong as the anticipation of what tomorrow will bring, and before the sun has fully set the camp is already running wild. The party gains momentum as the night goes on, and only daybreak will send the last of the party-goers to bed. Until then the rides will be running, the drinks will keep coming, and the Hellhouds will toast to their victory and to the long-awaited arrival of their two newest residents. |