lucetimods: (Emily)
Luceti Mods ([personal profile] lucetimods) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2010-10-30 10:21 pm

Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

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.)
analyzing: (Whoa what.)

See? It would!

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-08 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe.

[She reaches a hand to gingerly touch her right wing lightly though- the feather that had been taken was further from her shoulder and she can't really see it unless she spreads them. Still, it hurts though not as intensely as before...]

It makes me sad!

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Uh... Should I check for you or something?

[Because you don't seem so sure that you just 'imagined' it.]
analyzing: (Uwahh)

It's okay. There's more delicious spam to make up for it.

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-09 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[She half-turns.]

Well, I can't see anything so...would you mind?

Well. I can live with that, yes. \o/

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head and walks over. As he does so--]

Not at all. But, um... What exactly am I looking for? Anything unusual?
analyzing: (Uwahh)

...meanwhile, this tag shouldn't sound as questionable as it is.

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-09 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[She can't help attempting to look over her shoulder at it. The throb is still there, like the feeling you get when you've just skinned your knee and it hurts hurts hurts.]

Uh-huh. I can't see anything strange from here so maybe...

[She glances around and moves back so that she won't hit anyone (Caesar included)- then she spreads her wings. Would it be easier to see like this?]

...you do this on purpose!!!

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-10 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Caesar looks at her wings. To be honest, this was only the second time he'd had such a close look at someone's wings - he normally didn't think of them, except for when they made it hard to sleep or when he was thinking about how much he hated this damn place.

He's quiet for a moment, but he doesn't see anything strange. Although...]


Your feathers are a little ruffled, but I don't see anything wrong.
analyzing: (Dot dot dot wat)

I have no idea what you're talking about. B)

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-10 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She stands really stiffly, hands by her sides so he can have a look. When he gives his verdict, though, she frowns slightly. They didn't feel right at the moment...]

Could they have gotten caught in something?

[And here she reaches up to feel for the zip on her dress but nope, it's still right there near neck. Nothing there.]

REALLY now. :|

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
I suppose it's not impossible, but... [He shrugs.] I'm not sure what it could have been. There wasn't anything for them to get caught in.
analyzing: (Down)

Oh, Trap, your disbelief wounds me!

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-11 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. But I don't think I imagined it.

[What kind of person has illusions of pain anyway? She frowns--]
analyzing: (Surprise)

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-11 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
[--and suddenly, there is this amazing gurgle of a stomach rumbling.]

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[You'd be surpri--

...what.

Well, it definitely wasn't him.]


...
analyzing: (Protest)

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-12 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[What.]

I-it wasn't me!

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't say anything.

[He wasn't accusing yo-- okay maybe he is. With his eyes.]
analyzing: (Whoa what.)

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-12 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Well, you were thinking of it.

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
Don't be so presumptuous. You don't know what I was thinking.

[His tone might be a little less than serious, though.]
analyzing: (What.)

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-12 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I think I can guess.

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2010-11-12 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
And I think you would be wrong!

[Except ahaha no she wouldn't be.]
analyzing: (Whaaaat)

[personal profile] analyzing 2010-11-13 01:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Would I be?