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((Okay, the party will be divided into two parts, one taking place before midnight, and one after the Halloween spell is starting to work. This is the first part, obviously. The other will be posted immediately afterwards but takes place roughly five hours later or so, in game time. Remember, this post is for partying only, and no people-turning-into-their-costumes crack!))
ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS, IT TOLLS FOR THEE
Jack watched the words that were magically carved above the door to the Great Hall, in plain view of everyone entering it, and he smiled secretively. Everything was set. Tonight was going to be interesting. Who would have known magic could prove to be so useful? He made a mental note to investigate this even more for next year. Now that Sally was here, he'd be able to discuss it with her at great length. She always had such lovely ideas.
Since Jack was not exactly a beginner in the scaring people business he had carefully checked out the atmosphere of Hogwarts and gotten a distinct impression of what was considered frightening here. Outside the Great Hall the lights were out and shadows lurked in the corners. At irregular intervals (but always when one was least expecting it) the mad cackle of a deranged evil clown echoed through the Entrance Hall. Small cats black as midnight stroke around the walls, not speaking to anyone but constantly smiling evilly at anyone passing them, showing gleaming, pointed teeth. Also, because Jack never had it in him to resist the absolute classics, bats were hanging upside-down near the ceiling.
Inside the Great Hall, it was less dark and spooky, but still obviously Halloween. Cool white mist was trickling along the floor. Jack-o’-lanterns hovered in the air around an area cleared for dancing. Along one wall stood a large table with various Halloween treats: pumpkin pie, candy corn, toffee apples, hot cider, mini-cakes and a large bowl of punch.
The Halloween party could begin.
Jack watched the words that were magically carved above the door to the Great Hall, in plain view of everyone entering it, and he smiled secretively. Everything was set. Tonight was going to be interesting. Who would have known magic could prove to be so useful? He made a mental note to investigate this even more for next year. Now that Sally was here, he'd be able to discuss it with her at great length. She always had such lovely ideas.
Since Jack was not exactly a beginner in the scaring people business he had carefully checked out the atmosphere of Hogwarts and gotten a distinct impression of what was considered frightening here. Outside the Great Hall the lights were out and shadows lurked in the corners. At irregular intervals (but always when one was least expecting it) the mad cackle of a deranged evil clown echoed through the Entrance Hall. Small cats black as midnight stroke around the walls, not speaking to anyone but constantly smiling evilly at anyone passing them, showing gleaming, pointed teeth. Also, because Jack never had it in him to resist the absolute classics, bats were hanging upside-down near the ceiling.
Inside the Great Hall, it was less dark and spooky, but still obviously Halloween. Cool white mist was trickling along the floor. Jack-o’-lanterns hovered in the air around an area cleared for dancing. Along one wall stood a large table with various Halloween treats: pumpkin pie, candy corn, toffee apples, hot cider, mini-cakes and a large bowl of punch.
The Halloween party could begin.
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Date: 2006-10-31 06:20 pm (UTC)Not that she'd ever admit it, mind you. She is a flamenco dancer, sexy, sophisticated, and balanced.
Leaning on the wall nearest the Great Hall, she fusses with her hair decoration and then stands properly, ready to party.
If her shoes don't kill her
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Date: 2006-10-31 07:14 pm (UTC)"Hey sweetheart," he said softly. "You look good enough to eat."
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Date: 2006-10-31 08:32 pm (UTC)He was a court jester.
In nice, autumn colours with a painted white face, red circles about the eyes, and hair sticking out in three directions. He carried around a little jester wand just so he can continously bop Mistoffelees.
"Now where is the fairy?" Mungojerrie cursed and decided that waiting next to the food would be both a good and fufilling idea.
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Date: 2006-10-31 10:11 pm (UTC)Teazer edges closer.
'We didn't go for the flattering option, I see.'
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Date: 2006-10-31 10:01 pm (UTC)She scanned the room, hoping to spot someone she knew. She hadn't been to many parties, not even opera galas, now that she thought of it, and the sight of so many people in one room was still a bit unnerving. At least in th opera theaters the lights were off in the house and you couldn't see the audience.
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Date: 2006-11-01 12:00 am (UTC)It was with some relief that she caught sight of Christine. "Your costume is lovely," she said, sincerely. "Have you been planning it long?"
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Date: 2006-10-31 10:06 pm (UTC)He was going as Tarzan.
He had managed to make his hair into dreadlocks. Blue dreadlocks, but still dreadlocks. The only article of clothing he was wearing was a relatively small loincloth, made from an abandoned rag.
Franky strolled over to the table covered with food, deciding to wait a bit before moving over to the dancing area.
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Date: 2006-11-01 12:55 am (UTC)Ooh. Candy and cider. Nessa went over to the refreshment table, where there seemed to be quite a few people. She cackled a bit- she'd been practicing, and felt that she was coming along quite well.
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Date: 2006-11-01 01:39 am (UTC)A green-skinned witch seemed normal enough fare for a Halloween party, and she smiled at the girl who was coming up to the table as she set the ladle back in its bloody bowl. "We've not met, I think. Camilla Macaulay, Gryffindor."
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Date: 2006-11-01 03:33 am (UTC)She'd put on the Secrets Board that part of her liked the dress, and that part of her scared her. (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/905496.html?thread=44430360#t44430360) What better, or safer, way to exorcise her attraction to the whore's dress than wear it for Halloween?
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Date: 2006-11-01 04:35 am (UTC)"Oh, hello!" she said brightly, covertly tugging the low neckline of her dress up. "You're Carrie, correct? I met you at my Sorting. You look... lovely. Red goes well with your complexion." Christine often relied on polite, cheery compliments when she didn't know what else to say.
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Date: 2006-11-01 04:22 am (UTC)Call him Bond. James Bond.
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Date: 2006-11-01 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-02 12:18 am (UTC)"Ah, Anya! Enjoying Halloween?" He grinned and raised his glass of punch at her.
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Date: 2006-11-01 05:02 am (UTC)Ian chased the kitten into the room and scooped him up just inside the doorway. They both flinched at the shrieking laugh of an evil clown, then proceeded inside to check out the party.
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Date: 2006-11-01 05:41 am (UTC)In effect, he was dressed as himself.
He had arranged to meet Jack Aubrey at the party, since they lived in different Houses. When he arrived, he looked around for his friend, and did not see him; perhaps Jack had bestirred himself to achieve some greater height of costuming? Anything was possible. Jack had once told him that as a young midshipman, he'd played the role of Ophelia in a shipboard play ...
In the meantime, Stephen would have a look around. He wondered idly whether anyone here did not know he was originally from the 19th century, and might actually think he had gone to some trouble.
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Date: 2006-11-01 03:42 pm (UTC)Upon entering the hall, he saw that it was, in fact, a fancy dress ball, and felt a bit abashed. Why hadn't Stephen told him? Oh well - maybe people who didn't know him would think his uniform was a costume.
"Hello, Stephen!" he called happily, catching sight of his particular friend. "How goes it with you this evening, brother?"
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Date: 2006-11-01 05:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-01 06:50 am (UTC)"I have to admit, you've got balls of steel, Gojyo. Those had better not be my robes." Up close, he could see that Gojyo's costume was just a very good imitation. He even had a hand-drawn 'sutra' over his shoulders. Sanzo looked closer, and his eyes widened. "What the hell do you have drawn on there?"
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Date: 2006-11-01 06:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-01 06:37 am (UTC)He also added a rapier, buckled to his right side, just for show.
Then, he strode down, past the Feegles and their bar, into the Hall. He was looking good, and he knew it. He looked around at everyone, remembering names and faces, and smiling broadly.
((OOC: For an idea of what Simkin looks like, at least on top, try here (http://www.duboseknows.com/Gateway/Flanery/SPF217.jpg)))
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Date: 2006-11-01 06:40 am (UTC)in a fit of insanityas an early birthday gift, and the kappa had brought him leather pants and a silvery mesh shirt. Gojyo had also insisted on "doing his makeup". The eyeliner wasn't bad, but Sanzo had decided to drawn the line at the lipstick. He wasn't really sure what the 'costume' was supposed to be, but he had a feeling that he looked ridiculous.He looked around the room at the decorations, keeping an eye out for Gojyo or Hakkai.
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Date: 2006-11-01 07:10 am (UTC)He walked a bit hesitantly into the Great Hall and
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Date: 2006-11-01 02:51 pm (UTC)"Bonjour Monsieur Hakkai!" she called out, pulling her mask away and smiling up at him. "I'm Christine. We met at my Sorting. You look quite charming as a vampire."
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Date: 2006-11-01 08:23 am (UTC)He sauntered around the Great Hall, making sure that everything was working properly. Occasionally he glanced at the clock and grinned to himself for every minute that brought them closer to midnight.
Whenever he caught someone's eye he gave them a polite nod, and raised his bowl of punch in a greeting.
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Date: 2006-11-01 10:44 pm (UTC)He patted the crinkles of the costume with his free hand.
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Date: 2006-11-01 05:39 pm (UTC)Okay, I've gotta admit, you do clean up pretty well, the Narrator said grudgingly.
"Thank you," Molly said primly, and grinned.
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Date: 2006-11-01 06:47 pm (UTC)He went to fetch himself a glass of punch (the severed hand did not strike him as especially droll, given that he had known men who had lost entire limbs), and got a better look at the lady's face. "Good Lord," he said in astonishment, realizing who it was. "By God, Molly, you are beautiful." Remembering his manners, he set down his glass of punch and made his deepest and most formal bow. "How are you this evening, my dear?"
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Date: 2006-11-02 12:01 am (UTC)Against my better judgment, I'd brought Bob along with me. The skull was currently tucked under my arm like a football, and I hoped fervently but without much conviction that he wouldn't embarrass me too much.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:59 am (UTC)"Hi," he said, doing his best not to stare at her cleavage--and succeeding, for the most part. "I...I like it. I really like it."
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