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 Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 3:10 pm
[ so...moku is waiting for shado, shado is waiting for gorry, and shaish and i are waiting for anyone. ]
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 9:26 pm
[[I'm...sorry I killed the rp OTL Should I drop out?]]
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 9:29 pm
[[ You didn't kill it. D: And besides, I'm working on Silas's mask right now so I'll be posting either tonight or tomorrow. * .*
And Gorrific can't get Gaia to work right now, same with Autopsy. D: ]]
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 9:32 pm
[[O-O-Okay OTL IT's just.....everyone was posting alright to the Haunted House thread....the only difference being that I wasn't there so I figured that I w-well wassoboringnoonewantedtoreply....TTATT]]
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 9:39 pm
[[ No. XD I think they were just having more fun there at the time. Idoittoo. ]]
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 12:50 am
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"  
'...I'll kill them for this, he thought to himself, blue eyes glaring at three individuals in turn out from under the mask that covered the upper half of his face, 'I'll make sure they don't survive this time.' He was leaning on his hip against one of the pillars in the large house, he would've leaned on his back if not for the mass of ribbons and large, long protruding wires assembled on his..'costume'. His eyes were still darting back and forth between his three band mates, the Choroneko drummer, the Ghastly bassist, and the Sazando lead singer. They were all wearing masks like himself, but he could tell who they really were regardless, especially after they'd dragged him through so many things unwillingly. He only put up with it as well as he did because he liked the music they made on their own, and the music they made together. If not for that music..he probably would've at least broken some of their bones long ago. Oh wait, that's right, he had broken a couple of their bones, after he was sober and able to function again after that night they slipped something into his drink when they were club hopping. He had made sure they paid for that one, even though he did end up meeting someone...'annoyingly interesting' that night because of it.
After a while his band mates went their own ways, one dancing, one snacking, one liplocking with what looked like a Wigglytuff in the shadows. The Vaporeon's eyes gradually lost focus and he allowed them to close, letting the loud sounds of the music playing, the beating bass of it take over his senses for the time being. It was the only thing that ever relaxed him in places such as the one he was in, the only thing that kept him calm, those brief moments of what he dared call 'peace'. The mask and costume were still keeping him routed to reality, but it wasn't quite as bad when he let himself calm down. He couldn't quite deal with the amount of skin that was showing, just below his chest down to his lower waist in plain sight. Silas crossed his arms after a moment, the cane in a claw-gloved hand, the other free to hang loosely from where it now rested. The mask felt a little 'confining', but he was hoping it would prevent anyone from figuring out who he was. Silas wasn't sure he could handle the repercussions of what he considered a 'bare' appearance, the embarrassment would be too great a damage to his 'cold reputation'. He was what you would call 'shy' about his body, but not because he found it unsightly, just that he found it too attention grabbing to be anything but dressed 'normal' or 'covered', he didn't like the attention, and he didn't really like the feeling of being looked at like some sort of sexual prey for strangers either.
'Where did they get this outfit anyway..,' he thought again, letting his mind try to recall a time from earlier in the day, sometime before noon, '..all I really remember was the drummer's sister grabbing me after I entered the rehearsal room..bastards must've been planning to get me to 'dress up' for days. His thought ended with a small frown finding its way to his lips, his teeth clenching just slightly. 'I really need to stop letting them get me like this,' he finished, eyes gradually opening after a moment to scan the large and somewhat crowded room once more. The Vaporeon caught sight of some sort of argument or commotion towards the other side of the room, but it only mildly tempted his interest. He really couldn't care less about someone else's squabbles, especially on such a Holiday as Halloween where tricks were in abundance.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"  ( Click for full image of mask )
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 1:14 am
[[ No one killed it D:!!! I'm going to post as soon as I draw up Den's costume and Gorr wanted to post tonight but for some reason gaia wasn't working for us for like hours ): It just started working for me and shes already in bed now. ]]
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 5:30 am
[[I also realize.....belatedly...that it said somewhere that I should have a mask for this party. Ooooooops;;;;;; *pats Zel awkwardly* Let's just.....pretend he had a mask to wear on top of all that?;;]]
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 7:19 am
[ @ shado : *pats head*
@ milk shaish : o: nice post shaishy shaish. :3 ]
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 2:22 pm
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem suddenly just felt himself laughing. It wasn't a hysterical laugh, but it was definitely there. The seriousness of this man was just too much for the high-as-a-kite sableye. He looked at the man and just shook his head, still grinning. It seemed that the guy wanted to play "hero" with the poor smoochum and Salem was more than content to submit to that. He turned to walk away, waving a panda-gloved hand at the two as he did. The smoochum seemed quite taken to the guy so somehow Salem had been the catalyst to something good for her. Even if it came through something bad. So that's how he put it in his head. He had done a good deed.
And with that he patted the energetic combee's shoulder, indicating that he was done with the situation and headed over to the snacks. Nearby the assortment of goodies was a girl standing off to herself who had apparently injured herself with a piece of her costume. His eyes widened, how strange. He was used to plastic and foam blades on Halloween.
He turned his attention back to the goodies. They were all Halloween themed, though a bit tacky. He grabbed a "witches finger" [really just a chicken finger colored green with a pumpkin seed on the end for a nail] and took a bite.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 9:03 pm
  Zel’s frown deepened slightly as the sabley released a cackling laugh and sauntered away from the group with apparently no particular destination in mind (pointedly ignoring Zel’s request). He let out a small sigh and shook his head, preparing to leave just as the smoochum’s faint words reached his ears. “Ah, no need to apologize,” he reiterated, shrugging easily and adjusting the mask on his face (it was leather and perhaps a bit too heavy for the delicate ribbon ties holding it in place). “I was really only here to meet a friend…..,” he explained, raising his eyes momentarily to scour the crowd of unfamiliar faces for a patch of aquamarine hair. Despite his words though, he still had not yet moved and there was only a moment’s pause till he continued, “…..though I suppose a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt.” Zel reached out (ignoring the ridiculous ‘squeeek’ that the costume made as he moved) and offered his hand to the smoochum. “The name’s Zel.”========== ╬══→ ☪ ←══╬ ==========
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 9:21 pm
 xxx✪ T H E ⓈⓃⒺⒶⓈⒺⓁ 【 zoey 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆
(i dunno. was bored. had to humiliate my little sneasel somehow.)
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 11:37 pm
"A trickster's smile"  
He was, quite skillfully, creeping around. Staying close to walls, keeping to the shadows, only bothering to step into view when he was trying to frighten another guest of the party. The Haunter was covered in body paint, not that he had much choice if he wanted the 'costume' done how he really wanted it to be. Halloween was his favorite Holiday, and the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland, in its many versions, was one of his favorite characters. So, after putting two and two together, he worked all morning and into noon putting his 'costume' on. He decided to forgo a shirt since it would only cover up the hard work he put into the cyan markings, and he kept to a simple mask. Shin would have preferred to go without one, but as it was required he ended up just cutting a couple slits into a black blindfold, making them large enough for his red eyes and black contacts to be visible. He did, however, put pants on. He wouldn't have minded going in boxers or less, but that would've drawn too much attention and made it difficult to sneak around quite as well as he was currently doing. He wore a pair of loose, black cargo pants, his usual red, purple, and black belts holding them to his waist. Instead of shoes he wore a soft yet fitting material that revealed his toes and heels, but was secured around his out of view ankles. Frankly, most of his feet were out of view because of how baggy the ends of the cargo pants were, except for about half way up his foot.
The Haunter crept around, the tail dyed to match his hair fastened to the back of his pants hanging loosely, the ears on his headband also dyed to match his hair perfectly, to make his 'outfit' more believable. The only thing that gave his presence away at times was the ring on the collar he decided to wear, but it added too much of a nice touch for him to leave it off. His red eyes darted over at the sound of some sort of crash, just catching sight of a Sneasel that had apparently run into the laid out food on one of the tables before she fled the room in tears. He felt a little pity for her, but he wasn't about to leave his fun just yet. That area, however, was where he spotted an unusual sight, a life sized Panda. A sly smirk lined his lips as he crept over to the food tables quietly, not that you could really hear such subtle movements with how loud the music was playing.
Shin crouched lower and lower the closer he got to the tables, until finally he slipped under the table cover and crawled over to where the person in the Panda suit was standing. After sitting down on his knees directly in front of them under the table, his head bowed and back hunched, his hands darted out quickly and grabbed the Panda suit's ankles, pulling to himself just enough to hopefully make the person loose their balance. It may have been a little cruel, childish even, but it was Halloween, and Shin did love his pranks and tricks.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 4:36 am
 ·» »-(¯`v´¯)-»
C h o u m o Nyj ❥ Chou merely watched as the Panda laughed & walked away, disappearing into the crowd of dancing & grinding people. Frowning at his behavior, & not knowing quite anything about drugs so his behavior was just odd if not a bit cruel to her, but looked back to the other male she was standing with as he seemed to sigh a lot, & then told her again she didn't need to apologize, except this time kinder. It was as if the wolf baring his teeth had in turn hid them & wagged his tail instead. It was funny thinking of it that way, which caused a stifled chuckle to herself, her own hand covering evidence of her laughter that was pretty much hidden beneath the music anyway. At his confession of merely being here to meet a friend she pouted, watching his scan the large crowd unsure what she'd even do after he left, but that thought was swiped away as he looked back at her. The pout she wore turned upright as he introduced himself, unsure if it was his real name or not considering this was supposed to be a party of mystery. Not that she'd probably know him, nor him know her. She actually seriously doubted anyone here knew her. "Just call me Red." Deciding to keep her precautions, she went with the most common used for her outfit & grasped the man's hand. The sensation though caused her cheeks to respond, turning a light shade of pink, it wasn't often she ever touched anyone since she usually kept her distance. Because of such she didn't linger too long & let go, bending down to retieve her dropped snacks, lazily just throwing them back in her basket. At this point she just didn't care anymore, it was too much effort for such things.
Once they were back in their place, she stood, almost as if hopping back into a stand & timidly looked at the Zangoose, taking note of the strange scar on his chest. As curious as she was, she wasn't too positive about asking knowing it may have bad memories attached to it. The silence wasn't too pleasant either or atleast between them, but with his reasoning of being here already spoken she was unsure what to even say. She just didn't like the feeling of being alone in a room filled with people she didn't know.
Costume: Red Riding Hood ❤❉❤
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 5:03 am
 Dendera Eboni Just like a crow chasing the butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky
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x Dendera was becoming all too used to being around a certain vaporeon male. Somehow the two of them seemed to constantly end up following one another to some place or another, sometimes purposefully and sometimes accidentally. This was one of those times that was purely by accident. The umbreon had heard about the masquerade party and instantly been interested, he loved Halloween and all that came with it, dressing up, the parties, being something beyond what eyes could see. So he did want to drag Silas along at first but when he'd made the attempt to weasel it into conversation before the male had seemed disinterested and so he didn't even bother asking - instead opting to go by himself. They didn't have to go everywhere together after all.
But as he mingled amongst the crowd of strangers, all hidden faces, his red eyes caught sight of something unmistakable. Even with the extravagant mask and costume that the boy wore he knew him right away, that blue hair, pale skin, flat stomach, tiny hips, and those brightly shimmering blue eyes. He would always know that face, no matter how that mask tried to hide it. He smiled to himself, pleased that the boy had attended, though unsure of why. Silas didn't seem the type to attend social things like parties, the boy generally hated people and gatherings of them.
Dendera himself was dressed up as a pirate, though most would have expected him to be Cleopatra or something of that ilk. But hey, being a lovely-featured Egyptian didn't mean he had to go as something close to himself. It was Halloween after all - the season when you can be whoever you want to be if only for just one night (sometimes a few). He wore a simple black blind-fold type mask, with holes cut out for his eyes of course, but he was still sure the vaporeon would recognize him. Still he would make the attempt to surprise him with his presence.
And so the dark-skinned Egyptian made his way through the people to find himself directly behind of his target. So he nestled his arms beneath the other males armpits, wrapping forward around his bare stomach and tugging him closer. "Surprised to see you here," he whispered, leaning in close to his ear to do such, with a wide smirk taking over his lips. "I like your costume." he commented in obvious delight at how red he was sure this was to make the man.
I never thought you would slip away
I guess I was just a little too late
Your words still serenade me
Your lullaby won't let me sleep
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