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hh_mirrorThe bell began to strike midnight.
One. Two. Three. Four.
A brief chill passed through the Great Hall. Jack’s grin widened.
Five. Six. Seven.
He glanced up at the words above the door. They still looked perfectly innocent.
Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven.
There was a distinct change in the atmosphere as the spell began to work. The world turned more unstable.
Twelve.
ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS, IT TOLLS FOR THEE
The words began to glow...
((• At the stroke of midnight, the characters currently in the Great Hall shall turn into whatever they’re dressed as. Their memories will be altered, so they won’t remember who they are.
• The spell is limited to the Great Hall, so should any character leave it, they’ll turn back into themselves, probably a wee bit confused. Should they re-enter, they’ll fall under the spell again.
• Muns for very powerful characters (Antichrists, gods, anthropomorphic representations, religious figures of any sort), I leave it up to you to decide if you want your character to remember who they are. Just remember, should any of them attempt to force other characters to remember who they are as well, they will fail, no matter how powerful they are.
• The instant it seems like a character is going to hurt another character, the spell will wear off for both of them. It’s up to each individual mun to decide what happens after that.
• The spell will wear off permanently the next day. It’s up to you if your character remembers what he or she did while they were under it.
• Have fun! Okay, so it’s not a rule, more of a recommendation, but still. ^_^ Also, you got any questions, or feel like I left anything out, send me an OOC note, yes?))
One. Two. Three. Four.
A brief chill passed through the Great Hall. Jack’s grin widened.
Five. Six. Seven.
He glanced up at the words above the door. They still looked perfectly innocent.
Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven.
There was a distinct change in the atmosphere as the spell began to work. The world turned more unstable.
Twelve.
The words began to glow...
((• At the stroke of midnight, the characters currently in the Great Hall shall turn into whatever they’re dressed as. Their memories will be altered, so they won’t remember who they are.
• The spell is limited to the Great Hall, so should any character leave it, they’ll turn back into themselves, probably a wee bit confused. Should they re-enter, they’ll fall under the spell again.
• Muns for very powerful characters (Antichrists, gods, anthropomorphic representations, religious figures of any sort), I leave it up to you to decide if you want your character to remember who they are. Just remember, should any of them attempt to force other characters to remember who they are as well, they will fail, no matter how powerful they are.
• The instant it seems like a character is going to hurt another character, the spell will wear off for both of them. It’s up to each individual mun to decide what happens after that.
• The spell will wear off permanently the next day. It’s up to you if your character remembers what he or she did while they were under it.
• Have fun! Okay, so it’s not a rule, more of a recommendation, but still. ^_^ Also, you got any questions, or feel like I left anything out, send me an OOC note, yes?))
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Date: 2006-11-01 12:25 am (UTC)A thought struck, and he felt his fangs. Plastic. Look at that. He could have sworn just now that they'd been sharper... And he remembered being hungry, for some reason, but not exactly for pumpkin pie.
He dared to glance up at Mel, the yellow completely vanished from his eyes. He still looked very confused.
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Date: 2006-11-01 08:21 am (UTC)'OK--Brice, your fangs were real--and I think you were trying to bite me. I'm...'
Not sure. She can't remember what she was doing, but she can see his vampire face quite clearly in her mind's eye.
Mini cosmic amnesia, perhaps?
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Date: 2006-11-01 06:47 pm (UTC)"I think I remember Spanish," he said slowly as his memory began to return, and scratched the back of his head. "Vaguely. I don't think I was paying much attention." He frowned. "I have this feeling we've been tricked."
He looked around the Great Hall at the other people having transformed, and nodded as his suspicions were confirmed. "And we're not alone either, darling. Check it out."
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Date: 2006-11-01 06:50 pm (UTC)'Trick or treat...' breathes Mel, frightened. 'Let's get out of here. No, first, let me do some vibe work.'
She attempts to beam a few vibes to the nearest people, and they just rebound. 'Bloody magic.'
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Date: 2006-11-01 07:06 pm (UTC)Brice smiled crookedly at her and then went off to fetch his cane, which had not been stolen while he danced, oh joy. He returned to her side and put his arm around her waist to lead her out. "C'mon."