Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody!
What: The Halloween Ball is finally here.
When: Evening of October 31st. (Or earlier, for those who arrive pre-Ball to take advantage of the safety bubble.)
Where: In the village's main plaza.
Summary: After one of the most grueling weeks Luceti's ever known, it finally all comes to a head when a massive, spooky tent appears over the plaza. Once night falls, you never know what might happen...
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R for language or graphic descriptions, most likely.

It happens at midnight.

Without even a hint of a whisper, faster than you can even blink, the tent appears; a towering monstrosity of dirty, ripped canvas in stripes of black and red and white, swallowing the plaza whole. For most of the day it sits, silent and empty, with its great main flaps pulled open to show only inky blackness inside.

Step inside, however, and you'll see it's dimly lit with silver shafts of light that streak in through all those rips and tears. As foreboding as it appears, it's strangely peaceful inside.

Come 7:00 on the dot, that quiet, empty interior will instantaneously transform for the purposes of the evening. Even this sudden change, unlike many Luceti resident have undergone lately, is not as eerie as one might expect. Despite the gothic trappings, the blood punch fountain, there's something a little benign about it. Perhaps this is meant to be a reward for all that suffering you've been forced to endure for almost a week now.

Or maybe -- just maybe -- and who would ever think such a thing? -- it's not so benign after all.

(so, so sorry this is late, guys. have at it, comment-spam style! also, optional suggestion: put the time of day in your subject line title so we know if your character is showing up before or during the Ball itself.)

Comments

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Oh give me a break! I would have picked a way cooler costume than this if I could.

What're you doing down there anyway?

[all7seas]

I'm enjoying the thrilling sensation of being alive and feeling my pulse. [A wrist shoots out from under the sheet.] Want to feel it? I'm alive, you know.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[jflsdkaj! Taichi just jerks his head back and stares at him.] Dude, I know! Last time I looked you've always been alive!

[all7seas]

Not always. It's the costume, lad. Would you like to see?

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

...sure. Show me what you're talking about. [Though really, Taichi's wondering just how much rum Jack's smuggled into the party today.]

[all7seas]

[A lot. Want some? The pirate stands and beckons for Taichi to follow him toward the entrance to the tent. Once there, he demonstrates: stepping out through the door, the young lad might see the pirate suddenly transform into an ACTUAL ghostly figure, complete with the effect of hovering a few feet off the ground.]

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[Shame on you, Jack, offering booze to a minor. Oh wait, pirate. Right. Whatever man, Taichi's going to follow after him and hover in the entrance to the tent, peering out to see what Jack's rambling ab--holy shit what just happened.] What?! You've gotta be kidding me!

[all7seas]

[Swiftly the pirate re-enters the tent, assuming the form of a common household object wrapped around an uncommon scourge of the sea.]

It's terribly inconvenient. What happens when you go out, then? Claws start snapping? You begin bottom-feeding? They serve you boiled with a wedge of lemon and a sprig of parsley?

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[Well, Jack never ceases to amaze him at least. The question makes him twitch a little though.]

Hah. Hah. Very funny. ...I walk sideways. [That's the main part that's aggravating. Sometimes he pinches at people walking by, sometimes not.]

LOL

[all7seas]

Well that must be maddeningly inconvenient, mustn't it? [Still...crab. Jack sidles close to Taichi, leans over and quickly gives the top of his head a lick.] Well you don't taste like crab.

...I love Jack. I really, REALLY do.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

[He's still busy grumbling about stupid crabs and stupid Malnosso, but he suddenly twitches when Jack licks him.] Man, come on! What are you doing!? Of course I don't taste like crab!

XD <3

[all7seas]

Well I thought you'd have at least one redeeming characteristic, didn't I? Bloody useless, you.

\o/ <3

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

At least I don't float.

[all7seas]

I'll admit, the floating is a bit...disconcerting. Though one does get used to it, eh? I've been able to frighten a few folks. Haunted one of the houses for a bit today, though that got boring.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

...actually that sounds kind of funny. That's what Halloween's all about anyway. When'd you start floating and disappearing?

[all7seas]

Just this morning, when I awakened four feet above my bed.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

Wait, then how'd you get down?

[all7seas]

....The hard way, unfortunately.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

...tell me you landed on the bed at least. Otherwise, ow.

[all7seas]

Difficulties were...overcome. Gravity was not.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

I still think it's kind of funny. Sorry man.

[all7seas]

[There's sort of a growl at this, but Jack lets it slide.]

And how's this marvelous "plan" of yours ticking along, then?

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

...I'm working on it. Don't even worry about it. [Good jab, Jack.]

[all7seas]

Oh, I'm not worried in the slightest, boyo. Just wanted to be sure your little crabby brain weren't too overtaxed in the planning of said project.

[goggle-syndrome.livejournal.com]

...that better not have been a way of calling me dumb.