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 Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:21 pm
 WELCOME!
Hello, friends, farland families, and newcomers!
Welcome to the Ballroom. This is the great all in the main farland facility, wich is actualy more like a large mansion then a clinic. This is a costume party!! So, remember to wear a costume or we, unfortunatly, cannot let you in. And please, Tell us what you are! Because some are more creative then others.
Mingle, enjoy our candied eyeballs, have a marshemellow kitty, and try not to trip into the punch flavored blood, it tends to stain. Remember, our photographers shall be wonderoung around the ballroom takeing snapshots, so be entertaining! We do not want any boreing conversations going on here!
~Photograhpers~
Farland
Kinu Sora Wings
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:23 pm
Here we will keep a list of the guests that ahve attented out event...
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 9:58 pm
Dressed as a pixie, Kimie entered the great hall with a pumpkin on one hip and another clinging to her right hand. Madoc stared around at the decorations, a trail of drool on his chin. Maddie clutched a trick-or-treat bag firmly, her long, fluffy tail held high.
Evan dashed ahead of the group, the dragon-tail of his costume waving wildly behind him. "Come on come on come on!" he yelled, hyped up even without the influence of candy.
(Pictures.. eventually?)
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 11:26 pm
Small shuffling steps entered through the main entrance, Kinu fluttered her eyelid and pursed her soft pink lips. Holding the camera carefully and manuevering surprisingly easy in her rather.. tight outfit. A nurse wasn't the most.. decent of costumes. Especially hers but she pulled it off well. Leaning up against the wall she watched as the guests filtered in slowly but surely. A soft smirk upon her face, lilac eyes glinting beautifully in the light. The place looked grand, actually, it looked wonderful! She was surprised how wonderful. Fixing her skirt and making sure her stockings were staight she stamped a foot to fix her shoe before settling back and watching for any photogenic opportunities.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 4:04 pm
Caitlyn's nose sniffs at the air slightly while she glances at her son Saemeus whom is dressed up as mini vampire, bouncing around his mother. She is covered in the black robe that have golden designs on the hem of her long sleeves and hood covering her curly red hair which she have been sporting lately. Her silvery green eyes is lined with black make-up and her lips looks like blood-stained, the red, silver and black glitter shines on her face and her neck. She walks into the ballroom with her son, knowing that her husband will probably show up, she looks around quietly.
Saemeus twitters as he bounces around his mother, the cape his mother made for him flowed behind him when he runs over to the food. He twitters happily before he starts to help himself to the punch.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 5:40 pm
Kami Walked in, the slight pooch to his belly showing abnormally well on his thin frame, the "Outfit" he had been talked into wearing gaping just a bit as he chuckled at the antics of the little sparrow todler and clasped his lady's hand a bit tighter, bringing their twined hands up to kiss her knuckles.
"Quite the party, hmm?" He chuckled, his loose coat sliding open more as he lifted his arms, the low belt resting just under the buldge as he turned a bit to the woman standing in the shadow of his coat.
"Okay, maybe this wasn't such a great idea." She muttered and tried to pull down the lycra miniskirt again. "What the heck, I dance naked for my rites all the time... and it was worth it to see your blush, eh?" She chuckled and stepped out, standing with her legs set wide in defiance of the fact that... well... she wore little... And an amazon with padding makes for a very odd hooker.
And a pregnant man with a huge blush and grin on his face makes for a very un-daunting pimp.
Her hair was pulled up into a strange order, teased to be a huge mane of hair, her lips shockingly red and her eyes surrounded by eyeliner and eyeshadow straight out of the 80s. Her eyebrows were stensiled over and her grin was almost contagious as she grabbed his hand, her fake nails were shockingly pink with gold edging, the large golden hoop earings gangling as sha laughed at Kami's blush, though her steps were tentative in the knee high stilleto heeled Golden gogo boots.
"Err, you're starting to pop out there..." Kami blushed and then gave a small chuckle. "But then, I believe that was the whole point of this... what did you say they called them here? Hookas? I still don't know why they glorify "Pimpidaydees"."
She laughed and pulled up the pink tube top and then jiggled a bit as she laughed. "I think it's a culture thing, you said you wanted to do something native, Deal... though "Pimps" are anything but honorable on this world, I also don't think Hookers are quite the respected ladies of power as in our world either." She chuckled as she gently reminded him of the proper wording, spotting the attempt at humor for what it was.
"Well you just wanted to see me in this getup diddn't you... admit it." He jokingly lamented and did a little twirl. He had on a tie, light lavendar and wide. His hair was pushed back out of his face for a change and the curly auburn locks looked almost shocking under the large fedora brim. The royal Purple Fedora. It had a lepord print black and white band and the large wingfeather from one of their aquantances from this world was set to accentuate the huge daisy placed there... a sign of fertility and plenty, just to tweak him a bit. his long flowing purple coat was edged with more fake snowleppord print, this time fuzzy and furry. The crushed velvet of the jacket and the royal purple silk lining the inside made for a toasty coat... to make up for the fact that the only thing covering his torso besides was the intricate symbols over his belly marking the child, or as the joke was- children, inside him as protected from all by the blood of a guardian, by the love of the parents and by the soul of life. The intricate sworls whirled in some places, circling like a fancy script on the edges of a plate to ring the buldge. Rust red and painted not with brush but with fingers, though tonight they had fudged it a bit and used red body-paint. The silver buckle was interesting, a set of scaly wings with the edges of feathered wings showing under them. The buckle rested on a large black belt, wrappec arond his hips to accentuate the quite tight fit of the velvet pants. They seemed painted on to his waist only to flow out to large engulfing circles just over his feet. The lepord print fur at the bottom slightly dusty as his bare feet braced him against the odd outfit.
((Yon here: He's complaining because I decided to make him look like well pictures are coming. *grins* I wrote up his discription and he mine. *waves at farland* think I can get accepted to the guild? I'm gonna try and get us a new aircard before next week, and I'm really eager to RP with my goofball... He seems to have forgotten what a pain in the hey-hi-hello using his cell for net can be... *laughs at his grumbles again*))
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 3:05 am
Raving walked into the ballroom, her troop now gone. They were all either to tired or too cool to come to a dance with their mother. Cullen would have come but she had fallen asleep in the car after the witches hut. Kyou was just too grown up to dance with his mother and Iasc wanted to go surfing in the dark. The only memeber of the troup left was Tine who walked along behind his mother, looking at the decorations with intrest and amazment. Raving, her yellow tail and yellow boob tube not really appropriate at all walked around, seeing a photo booth. SHe lifted up her paper beak and called over to Tine. "Lets get our picture taken!" she shouted almost dragging him over. Tine refused, he hated getting his photo in any way shape or form. But Raving held him there for the photographer, the boy almost sitting on her very, very promanent bump. He blushed as the photo was taken, an awkward smile on his face and Raving hugged him happily, smiling, being quite photogenic.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 4:28 am
Naiya walked into the ballroom, looking nervous. Maybe it was just the pregnancy, but she was very, very nervous. Droplets of sweat trickled down her head as she walked around in her witch outfit. Yume waved at her from outside and Naiya only glared back in return. She hadn't wanted to come to this ballroom. She had wanted to come later, accompanied by Hito or Hiroshi. Yume had other things to do than hang around at a ball with her pregnant sister. She had to hunt Grunnies in the Gambino Mansion and maybe even catch one to have on her head, and she had to take care of her family too. Naiya sighed.
Belinda had a piano concert at the moment and she couldn't attend it. Belinda hadn't wanted her to attend it either. She was afraid that Naiya would embarrass her in front of all the more mature pianists there. She was so talented at playing the piano that she was treated as one of them and she wanted to continue being treated like that. She didn't want it all to be destroyed thanks to her pregnant mother's nervous mistakes. Naiya felt slightly offended, but still wanted her child to be happy and did as she had said. And Hiroshi was feverish and Hito was busy. So she had to come here alone.
Great, she thought sarcastically.
She decided to walk to the first person she caught sight of and talk to her or him. The first person she caught sight of was Raving and Tine.
"Hello!" she smiled as normally as she could. Usually, she had no problems being outgoing and charming - one of the things that Hito liked with her. She was strong (not physically) and knew exactly how to win an argument without raising her voice too much or being offending, but now, filled with guilt towards Hiroshi for having him believe that her child was his, and stress how to tell him, and anxiety for Hito telling Hiroshi or Belinda finding out before she could tell her, and now nervosity about making a big, embarrassing mistake when speaking with other parents, made her much weaker than she actually was. "My name is Naiya Shinjin Arashii, nice to meet you."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 11:49 am
The Raikes-Layden clan took their time in arriving, mostly due to Amyla's persistent fussing over her outfit. Considering how little time the woman normally took getting ready, Aiodhan had waited very patiently for her to finish. He didn't mind the delay; he wanted to spend as little time as possible at the party since he looked so incredibly ridiculous. The dragon-man was dressed up as a clown, his hair hidden beneath a curly rainbow wig and his face hidden beneath a red clown nose and a mountain of face paint. He had actually managed to fit a clown suit over his wings and tail, but he had abandoned the idea of shoes, despite Amyla's pleas. Shoes just wouldn't fit his odd feet.
Erin, obviously, was thrilled about the party and had abandoned her ballerina outfit to dress up as a vampire. Her black cape (complete with red lining, of course), fake fangs, and black dress were made even spookier by her pale face and the sadistic gleam in her eyes. She clutched a pumpkin-shaped bucket in one hand, the other hand firmly grasping one of Kari's three-fingered hands.
Kari had actually run from the room screaming upon seeing her little sister dressed up for the first time. Now the Ancient was stuck babysitting the little demon for the evening. Kari had taken the opportunity to dress up as a butterfly for lack of a better idea. She felt rather silly with the giant black and white wings strapped to her back, her body encased in a white robe-like dress. She wore a headband with bouncing antennae attached to it, much to her chagrin. Erin seemed to like batting at the things whenever Kari had to carry her. At least her mother had abandoned the idea of face paint for her. Her candy bucket was similar in shape to Erin's, though she didn't seem quite as enthusiastic about the candy-gathering.
Amyla had debated long and hard about her costume and finally decided on a pumpkin. Dressed all orange with a headband complete with fake pumpkin stem on her head, she had actually allowed Erin and Kari to paint her face and belly, though the latter wasn't visible to the general public. The females had spent a good two hours on the face- and belly-painting, and Erin had had a little too much fun trying to communicate with her unborn sibling. Amyla nearly had to end the fun when the prodding got to be too much. Now, however, she was glad that they'd spent the time in getting ready. The ballroom looked marvelous, and everyone seemed to be similarly garbed up for Halloween. The woman couldn't help but notice Kari looking for an escape route as well. Poor child.... she'd have to take Erin off the Ancient's hands later to let Kari have a little fun.
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