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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-10-28 08:38 pm

Halloween Party

Who knows why the ship was doing this. Maybe it was some kind of social experiment. Maybe Stacy was feeling festive and somewhere, out there, it was Halloween. Maybe the players just wanted to have Halloween fun. No one would ever know, would they.

In any case, what better place for a Halloween dance than a graveyard? In an area in the center, clear of headstones, there was a dance floor, and there were seats and tables with skeletal frames. Somehow grisly carved torches and jack-o-lanterns of varying sizes and shapes, cast enough eerie light to light up the place, despite the fact it was night. There were places to bob for apples, popcorn balls on strings strung up for people to try to eat for games involving that. The food tables will full of Halloweeny snacks and candy.

Far off, there was a haunted house, decrepit and foreboding. It seemed people could look into it if they dared sent down the dark trail to where it was. [ooc: Haunted house post link forthcoming].

Creepy--but danceable music was playing, from nowhere.

Perhaps most notable was the fact that the moment someone entered the Sensorium, they would find themselves in a costume. Sometimes these costumes would be what the character themselves would choose, but sometimes they'd be dressed as something strange, embarrassing, or just something they wouldn't even recognize. Leaving and coming back wouldn't fix the problem, in most cases. The costumes wouldn't change, and if they did, it wasn't guaranteed that they'd change to something better.

Whatever the case, party hard, Meatship. Somebody's got to teach the Vikings, draconians, aliens, and other sundry people to Thriller dance.

[identity profile] hasnoteefs.livejournal.com 2010-10-29 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
The ribbon around his neck had been quite graciously removed within a handful of seconds of him having noticed it, but Toothless continued to mingle about the party unawares of the crescent moon in a glittering yellow on his forehead. Regardless, he trotted over to Duo-- the only thing that he actually recognized of the pilot from behind was his braid --and trilled inquisitively. All of you humans are wearing such strange things tonight, what in the name of Thor's hammer is going on?

ffff I coulda sworn I'd tagged this Dx

[identity profile] hellraiser02.livejournal.com 2010-10-31 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Glancing backwards when he heard the trill, Duo spotted the glimmer of sparkly yellow on Toothless's forehead before the rest of the dragon- and had to stifle a snicker.

"Hey, Toothless! I see you're the Halloween spirit, too?" He asked with a small wave, tipping his hat to the dragon. He had no idea the dragon was asking about the whole ordeal. "Well.. whether you like it or not I guess. Is Hiccup around too?"

's fine I was way distracted until nowish anyway. =__=;

[identity profile] hasnoteefs.livejournal.com 2010-11-01 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
The stifled snicker wasn't lost on the dragon, but he let it slide. He moved to stand closeby Duo, sitting carefully with his tail curled around himself like he were some sort of giant reptilian cat with wings. He crooned softly, loquaciously, and bobbed his head in a nod. He had no idea what Duo meant by "Halloween spirit", but yes, Hiccup was around. ...and disgruntled and in a skirt, but he figured he'd let Duo find that part out on his own.