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Who: Everyone!
What: A dance. :|
When: October 31st-November 1st
Where: The hotel ballroom in LucetiLand.
Summary: Here is the post describing the event!
Rating: Uhhh anywhere from G-R.

At the door there stands a droid; he's wearing a very snazzy tux, and collecting the invitations. If you don't have an invitation, don't worry!

Just get the hell in that room. Thank you.

The ballroom is enormous, more than enough to accommodate you and your fellow captives. The lighting is overall somewhat dim to set the atmosphere; there are tables bunched together at one end of the room, and a rather large dance floor at the other (complete with lights, strobe and spotlight, and a DJ-droid in a sequined suit and sporting a hangman's noose around his neck). To the side, lengthy tables loaded with all sorts of partyriffic snacks and drinks. And of course, droids milling about in the same sharp suits the one at the door was clad in, all with little spooky variations to add festivity -an arrow through the head, Frankenstein bolts through the neck, vampire fangs, etc- as they seem to be setting chairs, cleaning up used plates and cups, and generally stopping anyone from sneaking out the windows or doors.

It can be noted, however, that the droids are terribly outnumbered.

You can join in the festivities; take a seat and wait for a friend or a date, have a snack or try to escape. Just make sure to make the night memorable.

Because there is something lurking outside...and if you leave to investigate, you might not come back.

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Terra stared, wide-eyed. That definitely wasn't what she was expecting to see when he lifted the hood. "...wow. That's very different indeed! Who are you supposed to be?"

Setzer shrugs at that. He has no idea, but the outfit seemed right, somehow. Although his scars do mar the image a little bit. He's never felt like concealing them, and saw no reason to do so now.

"I'm afraid I don't know. Perhaps someone here would be able to shed some light on the hand?"

"I hope so. I'm curious, now. But all these costumes are from various people's worlds, so someone has to know, I'd think. Maybe just walking around will get you attention for it." Terra had seen other people pause and point out costumes as they were recognized, so it wasn't a terrible strategy. "Oh, well. As long as it suits you and you're having fun, that's really all that matters."

"Oh, it suits my purposes well enough," Setzer answered with an easy smile. "And if someone knows the man I'm meant to be no doubt I'll hear before the night's out."

Or if not, he could certainly ask around afterwards, if he felt so inclined. For now, it was of less importance than the event itself.