As evening falls over Halloween, the dusky sunset colors everything on Amityville's field in beautiful hues of orange and red, and the shadows come out to play. Silhouettes break up the horizon, however, like the little mountains and towers of a small city. Lights and jack-o-lanterns wink at you as you approach, and music begins to slowly build in volume until you feel as if you are part of a show ready to start. Gnomes scurry about in various costumes (mostly clowns), bustling to get to their appointed stations. While games beckon and the rides roar in the distance, one large shape might draw your eye:
The Big Top.
Striped with black and orange, the large tent stands tethered to the ground by stakes and ropes, billowing slightly at its ends in the breeze. It's within that the music is loudest, and where the party originates on this October eve.
The inside appears to be like a three ring circus. Lights from above and at key points on the ground alternate colors and mimic the special effects of an actual show. The dance floor has been covered in polished wooden tiles, the centermost which are painted to look like three rings in green, red, and blue; the outermost corners where the sitting area and food are, however, sit atop freshly cut grass. At the front lies a raised stage flanked by speakers where bands will be performing, and off to the side is the booth where the DJs can be found.
Overall, the interior is spacious and ready to swallow the student body whole in some good old fashioned carnival madness.
Welcome to the greatest show on Halloween.
WELCOME TO THE DARK CARNIVAL
Main Area * You are here In this thread you will find:
Information on your Hosts Dancing and DJs Food and Beverage
Aymet: The Ringleader and current Student Council President. The Ringleader is a mysterious agent at the Prom, clearly excited to see creeple coming but perhaps thinking of a plot to add even more fun to the mix . . . That was his campaign platform, after all.
Amrita: The Painted Doll and current Student Council Vice-President. This broken patchwork is a general social butterfly. She can be found anywhere around Prom at any given moment either to check on something, to pop in to say hi, or to keep a certain mysterious agent in line. She is also often seen leaning on something or someone, as if her feet are too stiff to function properly.
Mort: The Puppeteer and current Student Council Secretary. More reclusive than before, this zombie has been staying more in the shadows and has become less sociable than before. His primary focus was on the paperwork and smoothing out the transition of getting the equipment needed for Prom, as well as the mechanic behind most of the games available and reaching out to those who have provided food for the evening. You're more likely to see his little golem-dolls run about for him than Mort himself, though how they're being operated is certainly a mystery. Not that he's above a little creeping himself . . .
Alex: The Mime and current Student Council Public Relations. The fashionable zombie hearthrob for those who have a pulse (or so he would like to believe), Alexander worked hard on advertising for this year's prom, and helped with coming up with ideas for the setting. He has also heavily involved himself in security for the event, and will be found most often silently keeping an eye on things to make sure they don't get out of hand, and perhaps hovering a little too overprotectively around the punch bowl. Oddly enough, however, he seems to be taking sips from a flask at regular intervals, its contents a mystery.
Thackery: The Minipet Tamer and current Student Council Treasurer. The excitable Cerberus treasurer is determined to do everything he can for everyone to have fun (and be properly shipped, if need be), though ensuring the safety of keys is taking an obvious precedent. As helpful as he likes to think that he is, he spent the majority of the planning and setup making carnival posters with puns so bad that they didn't even make sense. To the surprise of nobody, the majority of his useful contributions were minipet-related.
Arel: The Chaperone and current Amityville Secretary In exchange for being allowed to use Amityville grounds for the majority of the prom, Student Council had to agree to a Staff Chaperone.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 6:29 pm
SITTING AREA
Across from the dancing area, and not far from a very long table against the wall, are other smaller, circular tables and chairs for those who need to take a break form all the fun. The tables are adorned with blank tablecloths that feel oddly like paper to the touch. Upon sitting, you might notice there are crayons available--it seems the hosts wanted to make sure students and horsemen could have fun wherever they went!
Nearby lies a long stretch of a tablet filled with drinks and food. Unlike those found at the game alley, these look a little more substantial. Since the table is so long, you might have to turn your head to view all of your options.
Purple potato fries with hellbenero cheese sauce Blackened brain salad (like a pasta salad) with red cabbage, yellow raisins and a multicolored mayo Rainbow char and Purple Salad tossed with sour apples and a cherry skullsamic vinaigrette Baby spinach with smoked floresce and olive oil with a dusting of black sea salt
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MAIN ENTREES
Piggle over a spit (slices) Jumbo pretzels filled with spinach, fearta, and olives
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REGULAR DRINKS
Ringmaster's Roast: nutty and herbal, extra bold coffee (available in decaf) Water Sparkling Cider with cotton candy fizz (think cotton candy in champagne) Several different sodas, including Spite, (Diet) Croak, Mad Dr. Pepper, Mountain Spew, and Cryptsi
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TEAS
White Booberry: Mild, fruity, and served cold, this drink is perfect for refreshing oneself after tearing up the dance floor! Pumpkin Spice: Richly flavoured and with a little kick, this tea will warm you right up. White Mist: Made up of black tea, milk, and a little bit of honey, this tea can be served either hot or chilled. The name comes from the way the milk spreads and swirls out when added to the tea. Caramel Apple: A hot tea with a surprisingly mild sweetness and light apple flavour. Iced Lemon: A classic drink that uses quality black tea, fresh lemons, and a generous dose of sugar to give it its characteristic flavour.
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DESSERTS
Pumpkin Cupcakes with Scream Cheese Icing: A pleasantly mild-flavoured cupcake topped with a thick layer of scream cheese icing. Booberry Cheesecake: A simple, graham cracker crust cheesecake topped off with a sweet booberry sauce and fresh booberries. Devil's Food Cake: Rich, moist, and very chocolatey--this cake is geared towards those who have a particularly sweet tooth or love for chocolate. Tea-Flavoured Eye Scream: A cold and creamy dessert served in small glasses. They come in three flavours: matcha, earl grey, and chai. Fruit Tart: For those who want a slightly healthier dessert. Small, bite-sized tarts that are topped with a variety of different fruits.
Look to the right side:
There are cups set aside in different festive colors labeled "Carnival Specials". There's a sign that warns students to please drink responsibly, which might get a few hopes up . . . until their drinks are downed.
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"CARNIVAL SPECIAL DRINKS"
Roll 1d8 to determine the drink you get! All effects last for about an IC half hour. Up to two effects can be stacked together; if you take a third, it erases one of the drink effects. You can roll as much as you want each day!
1 (The Strong Man) = This dark red drink is like a strawberryrawberry punch in the gut after swallowed and as strong as its name implies. You begin to feel confident (or moreso than usual), macho, and get a strong urge to show off your muscles (regardless of your actual body shape or (lack of) gender). A temper begins to show as well, for nothing can handle your greatness.
2 (The Lion Tamer) = This drink has the consistency and taste of soup broth; you might even catch a noodle in the cup. When you try to talk, however, all that comes out are animal noises: the purrs and growls of a lion, the trumpeting and snorting of an elephant, and the screeching and chirping of a chimpanzee are the most common types, though the drink does vary from person to person . . . You can understand minipets, but you're not quite able to clearly respond to them.
3 (The Bearded Lady) = In all honesty this just tastes like sparkling water to you. After a few sips, however, you start to feel your face itch and watch as a rather handsome set of facial hair grows at a surprising pace! If your species does not grow hair, you may choose to have an equivalent occur or have nothing happen at all! (or you could still grow hair if you want, IT IS A MYSTERY~)
4 (The Contortionist) = This just tastes like soothing tea and something else unidentifiable at the same time--something sweet? You start to feel pretty chill the more you drink it, until eventually your body is far more loose than normal. You're now very flexible and can bend your body a little more like rubber! It's all . . . pretty cool, brah . . .
5 (The Clown) = This drink tastes like a weird hybrid of Croak, Mad Dr. Pepper, and Spite and fizzes a little noisily even as you drink it. You feel peppier the more you do so, and as you walk away you start to hear funny little sound effects punctuating your every move. What a riot! Maybe you should go share that fun with someone else . . .
6 (The Magician) = This cold drink almost tastes like a snow cone of some sort despite not having ice. Upon drinking it, you find that the world suddenly has gotten a lot bigger: congratulations, you are now the size and shape of a talking bunny rabbit! Your clothes do come back of course once you pop back into your regular form, and you're able to both talk to and understand minipets! (Hopefully you won't get mistaken for one, though)
- You may use these templates (provided by Face your demons!) if you want a visual representation, or if you want to gallivant as a bunny in a nice suit or dress : D
7 (The Ringleader) = This could be mistaken for black coffee, and in a way it does taste like it. Upon drinking, you begin to feel very dramatic. All things must be done with grand gestures and in a loud booming voice so everyone knows who and where you are; you have a stage presence after all! Glitter also might or might not accompany said gestures to add that extra bit of shine, but you don't care. You love it.
8 (The Mime) = This tastes . . . bland. Like even more bland than water somehow. The more you drink, the more color you find yourself losing, and before you know it you're monochromatic and no longer have a voice! Seems like you're stuck doing gestures and facial expressions until the effect wears off.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 6:30 pm
SAVED JUST IN CASE
A true magician always has something up his sleeve . . .
Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 8:47 pm
A certain secretary was nowhere to be found.
The twin dolls, however, were giggling insanely to each other at some particular secret they must have shared prior to the flaps being pinned open. In sync they bowed and flapped their sleevey little arms at those entering.
Walking around the main entrance, the first thing Millie noticed was that the food smelled really good. No one was around to occupy the dance floor yet, so why not a drink?
Millie downed the first drink she saw.
Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 8:48 pm
Creature Feature played in the background.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 8:52 pm
Finally, the day they had worked so hard for was here. Prom. The one night that anything could happen! ...And oddly the one night she hoped to get through unscathed. The Ghoul cast a distrusting look down to her feet, which faced the proper way for the second time in her entire unlife, and were currently trapped in heeled boots. Oh yes, there was a high chance that tonight was going to be her last night with these particular ankles.
The initial rounds had been made, things fussed over, gnomes swatted into playing fair, and when they were ready Amrita hobbled to the stage with a grace she tried so hard to pretend she had, fitting a CD into it's proper slot. Her finger hovered over the play button, her gaze lifting to look at the two giggling puppets that made her a little uneasy...
"...Where's Aymet?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 8:57 pm
Steffani had been waiting weeks for this announcement and here it was: Prom. The Big Top. The Dark Carnival shriektastic bash of the jacking year! She was one of the first to arrive, naturally, but she wasn't too worried about that. She had offered to be on hand for any last-minute wardrobe snafus, and even had a job lined up for Serafina when she got there!
Smoothing a hand down her skirt and adjusting the buttons on her jacket, Steffani waltzed under the big top tent into the main area of the Carnival, glancing around as she adjusted the bag on her shoulder. So far so good. Grinning, the Patchwork wandered over to the tables to sit and wait. She sent a creep along to Serafina, and looked around for her date.
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Hey! I'm under the big top at the table when you get here. - Steff
Not seeing anyone remotely familiar, she got up after sending her text and went to get a drink. Hmmm… What interesting choices. She picked up The Contortionist, sniffing it slightly, then took a sip. Well, it wasn't bad! She wandered back to her table, drinking her drink, unaware of the… limbering effect of the beverage. It certainly made her feel good, though. She sat down, and stretched, looking around again with a smile.
This was going to be wicked.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 8:57 pm
A tall reaper dressed like a jester strolled in. He looked at the puppets for a long moment, grinning slightly, then walked past, heading straight for the stage. For a long moment he looked up at it, then he--quite rudely--hopped onto it, standing on it for a moment before turning toward the audience.
He looked at the tent, then held out his right arm, making a fist. It was nice and dramatic, of course, especially as a good deal of FEAR started to gather around his hand. Perhaps it was time for the chaperones to step in--
The FEAR formed into a guitar, which he casually slipped over his back, using his strap to carry it before he headed to mess with the band setup. Well, y'know, since the student council was using the DJ booth for their music, he figured he might as well make himself comfortable!
Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 9:03 pm
Kettil pretty much meandered on in holding onto Freya's hand. He was grinning widely, it was easy to see that he was excited for the night's events to get under way. He glanced over at his ghoulfriend with a bit of a gesture as if she didn't realize it just then, "We're here! What ya wanna do first?"
He usually left entertainment up to Freya because she generally knew what was fun and exciting. Then again she had already begun consulting her phone and poking around on Critter.
The Muut raised an eyebrow and then just chuckled, "...Freeyaaaaaa."
Amphi held Junko's hand tightly as she wandered into the court. Her short bubbley dress would've clashed with the whole setting if she didn't add elaborate fae like magic. And yet she looked around nervously.
"Ah it's so big Junko......" She flushed. "You don't think we will get lost will you?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 9:16 pm
Tap tap tap tap tap.
"THIS IS ALL SO EXCITINGS!!" Freya held Kettil's hand with one, and her phone with another. She was blowing up Critter like it was on fire, and also just a little delusional about what she was saying on it. "Okays, first we should sits down and finds out w.." She stopped in mid-sentence to write a tweet. "Huh? Oh, we should finds out whats on the menu! THE FANS WOULD TOTALLY LOVES THAT."
Fans? What fans? Did somebody forget to take their pills this morning?
There were no pills around that cured Freya of being a Freya. He just took it in stride as he usually did, "Alright, as you desire," he announced as he lead her toward where all the food was like a good boil.
Her face was stuck in a phone, he was like her seeing-eye boil.
