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The 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?))

Date: 2006-11-12 07:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com
"Well that's a relief. Whatta mess. Evanesco." She aimed her wand at the puddle, and it disappeared.

Then a thought struck her, and she straightened to examine Ellie. "Oh gosh. Dr. Sattler, I'm so sorry. Evanesco liquidus." The punch separated from her dress and evaporated. "You'll probably want to have the elves look at it anyway, but that should take care of the worst of it."

Date: 2006-11-12 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ian-ma1co1m.livejournal.com
"Doesn't anyone want to know if I'm okay?" Malcolm asked, and Fractal punctuated his sulky tone with a plaintive meow.

Date: 2006-11-12 07:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dinosaurman.livejournal.com
"Well, no," Grant got to his feet and offered a hand to Malcolm. "It's a good thing no one got seriously hurt." He was staring at the floor, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone.

Date: 2006-11-12 07:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com
Laura picked up Galahad, who began licking the punch from her face and neck.

"Well...happy Halloween, I guess," she said to Grant. "So what was it like actually being James Bond? Everything you thought it'd be?"

Date: 2006-11-12 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dinos-eat-man.livejournal.com
"Now that everyone's back to normal, I think I'm going to go. I should change out of this dress before something else happens to it. Take care!" Before anyone could protest, Ellie was down the hallway and gone.

Date: 2006-11-12 07:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com
"Dr. Sattler -!" Laura called. But the botanist was already halfway down the hall.

She shrugged. "Dr. Malcolm, how 'bout you? Any damage to anything other than your dignity?"

Date: 2006-11-12 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ian-ma1co1m.livejournal.com
"Oh, I was never very dignified, dear," Ian replied, brushing himself off one-handed while keeping a grip on the kitten with the other. "I'm quite all right, thanks. And I think I'd best be wishing everyone a good night as well. If it's not already too late, that is."

With that, he turned and followed Dr. Sattler down the hall.

Date: 2006-11-12 07:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dinosaurman.livejournal.com
"I thought I'd be mingling all night, not trying to kill someone. How did it feel to be a spy?"

Date: 2006-11-12 07:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com
She thought about it. "It felt...powerful. Strong. Un-victimlike. Pretty good, actually." She smiled and offered him a hand. "Want to go back into the party? ...Or, if you'd rather, back to your place?"

Date: 2006-11-12 08:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dinosaurman.livejournal.com
He took her hand. "Why don't we go somewhere nice and quiet, where we can have a good drink and pretend this never happened?"

Date: 2006-11-12 08:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com
"Quiet and drink yes, forget, no way. I still say you look amazing in a tux." She smiled and led him down the hall.

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