Beacon has been decked out for Halloween. Every table in the cafeteria has been covered with a black tablecloth with a jack-o-lantern centrepiece. The buffet table, where students pick up their meals, is adorned with fake cobwebs and spiders. The lights have been dimmed to give a certain atmosphere. Soft lights allowed students to see their food selection at the buffet, but at the tables, the jack-o-lanterns are the main source of light, casting a flickering glow with their eerie shapes. Naturally, apple and pumpkin pie are available for dessert.
After they've eaten, students are free to head to the gym, where the main event will be held. Two skeletons welcome the students to the gym. On the stage is a DJ, playing a variety of Halloween favourites. A fog machine causes a layer of fog to swirl around people's knees. To one side is another buffet table, this one full of snacks and drinks instead of a proper meal like in the cafeteria. Three different punch bowls are available. One looks like blood, in the crystal punch bowl, with silver lacing, looking like it could easily below to an ancient vampire (Fruit punch flavour). The second is in a cauldron, dry ice giving it the effect of an acidic, bubbling witches brew. The liquid, when ladled out is green (Green Apple flavour). The third glows a blue colour and is labelled "unicorn blood". It is stored in a beaker from a chemistry set (Tropical Breeze). The snacks include eyeballs (jello), severed fingers (sugar cookies) and spiders (chocolate chip cookies). For the more squeamish, simple ghost and pumpkin shaped cookies have been provided as well as the always popular caramel apple.
Partway through the night, there will be a costume contest. Those who have signed up will go up on stage while those in the crowd vote by cheering for the best costume. The winner gets 1 extra dust on their next mission. (Roll a 1d100 in this thread. The highest roll wins. If multiple people get 100 there will be a roll-off. You must describe your character as wearing a costume that could win or you'll be disqualified. For example, saying they aren't wearing a costume at all, or a badly made one will have your roll be disqualified.)
Outside, the courtyard has been decorated with what seems like hundreds of jack-o-lanterns. Cobwebs cover the trees, and a surprisingly silent giant mechanical spider (probably Vickers) moves around the grounds. Fresh graves and skeletons, or parts of skeletons, can be found around the grounds.
☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁ Skylar normally hated this time of year. But, then, she usually molted this time of year. However, this year, she could put it to use. A costume party where the idea was to dress spookily! She'd taken some odd jobs leading up to this in order to afford some decent quality costume pieces and materials to alter them slightly. In terms of making this, her strength was really in art, but, she did have semi-professional grade stitching skills. Enough that she could alter something and make it look like it was originally made that way by a professional unless very closely scrutinized. She'd settled on a black and violet witch costume of pretty decent quality and a leather bustier. She'd gone with uncolored as it was far cheaper and had dyed it herself. She'd then stitched it onto the witch outfit and darkened the purple to an almost black tint and very carefully and meticulously ripped and cut it to look like decayed rags. Following that, she repeatedly bleached spots carefully chosen over and over before redying them a blood red. She spent a couple weeks on the project before finalizing it with the purchase of a black long-haired wig that she'd treated to look greasy and patched with blood stains throughout it. The day before the party, she'd carefully pruned her wings, selectively plucking feathers ready to fall off in specific patterns using a mirror and dyed the rest jet black and tipped the bottom in red. Finally, a few hours before the party, she'd carefully applied makeup to everything exposed, making her skin look grey and decaying and tasteful blood stains around the mouth and made her cheeks and eyes look sunken before putting in colored contacts to make her eyes appear solid black. In fact, she'd been so focused on the project, she'd forgotten to register for the contest! It was a shame, but, by the time she realized, she was so far along with it, it'd be a massive waste to just give up on it. She'd chosen plastic wedge heels, as she couldn't understand how in the blazes anyone could walk in regular ones, giving her the appearance of being barefoot, but, walking on her toes. The nails on hands and feet were fake and made to look blackened and calloused, thick and split as though they too were horrifically decayed.
But, now she was here, at the entrance to the party and absolutely giddy to have some fun. Now that she looked around, it seemed she was a little early even. But, everything was set up and there was some soft theme music playing, so, at least she wasn't too early. Thankfully, she'd managed to find wedges that were normal width instead of narrow like most heels, she was having no issues moving about as she made her way to the drinks. She only really had one issue with the costume. In order to make it work, she had to pad her top. She'd spent about a full hour trying to see if it worked without it in front of the mirror, but, as much as she hated to admit it, she was not developed enough to make it work and make it seem like an adult female, more like a young teenage boy in drag. She was fairly certain she knew exactly what two of the drinks were. Green always seemed to be either apple or some sort of melon, though, usually apple, and red was literally always fruit punch, but, the one labeled 'Unicorn Blood' was a mystery. So, deciding to give a go, she poured a bit for herself while she waited for more people to arrive. She wasn't entirely sure what to do though, as she'd never been to anything like this before. But, she figured it would come naturally as things progressed. ☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█Team: DSHR█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁
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Xanthe had been preparing for this ball for the better part of a week, most of that time had been put into creating the masterpiece she now found herself inside and carrying into the party. There was a bit of a disconnect between the Halloween celebrated in Vale and the various autumnal traditions her village adhered to. There was nothing along the lines of celebrating monsters although there had been quite a few festivals dedicated to keeping them at bay or celebrating when other people had killed them. City dwellers probably thought it barbaric, they often thought that way about most of her things, she found it endearing. She had sought advice from the market dwellers about what it was all about, their random insights made for humorous distractions, and as a result had come to the conclusion that it was about making a mockery of the things they didn't like and laughing at them. While she was originally going to give it a miss, the promise of food had swayed her. She had elected to go as a book character who might have fought giants.
"Am I going the right way?" Came a muffled voice from inside the structure, she had cut eye holes in but a last minute addition had rendered them practically useless. Inside the hall, she shuffled to the closest wall and lowered her creation. She opened a door to the side, which, on reflection should have been at the front so she could see where she was going and stepped out into the fogged up room. She was wearing a collection of mismatched armour pieces; a gauntlet, a vambrace, greaves and a chestplate. All of it fit well enough but none of it matched. To complete the look and the finally piece she was wearing was a helmet with a loose visor, which kept sliding down no mater how many times she slid it up. She looked like someone trying to be a knight. "What do you think?" She rushed back and closed the door, before stepping back to admire the converted fridge box and fix the visor again. Xanthe reached up and spun the cardboard fan blade. "It's a pretty good windmill, right? It's white, got a little painted door and the things even spin." She reached down and drew a foam sword, another event spent spearless she thought, before bopping the side. "We're winning this." Xanthe sheathed the weapon and looked about for something to eat as the visor slid back down.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2020 11:22 am
The school was having a costume ball? Dancing excitement and boys!! So many trades and so little time. She didn't even have her spend the night bag packed. Not like she was thinking something like that was going to occur but you never know! How was she a Tsundere again? Maybe that only came out with people she actually wanted a lasting relationship with or friendship. When it come to people she never have to worry about or care...well she tends be exact opposite. Character breaking? Maybe. Or maybe it was how she handled her darkness. Many ways that it could have been taken. Violet wanted to dress up but she was lazy. She didn't feel like redoing her hair for the occasion. Instead, she went a different route. Harlequin seemed too easy but what if she chose a costume not normally seen. Maybe the secret wishes Arkham knight version from the video games? Change it to purple and black instead of black and red. EASY!! She would then go prepare, tonight was going to be fun right!!! Now the time had come and was going to be interesting see what fun this was going to be. Now if this was a bore....she can find an afterparty in town somewhere!
Now making it to the ball, wearing her outfit appropriately. She was not trying to look thirsty, but she was highly able to quench a thirst if need be. Making her way to the dance, she would listen to the tones that was coming from the music. It wasn't bad but it was not something she was expecting to here and judging by the people at the party they did not seem excited either. Monster Mash maybe? Such an old classic but those you don't start dances with. While cheesy, she liked it. Instead, need start off the dance with some bangers. Slithering her way to the DJ, she would request something different. The tones would be replaced with 808s and bass. The influence of hip-hop dominating. She would work herself into a little grove, her hips swaying to the beat just having fun. Even if no one else would dance, she was going to enjoy herself.
Ylva was not accustomed to what her teammates had called "Halloween" but, she was open to learning of the customs outside of her tribe. In truth, such a week, as the Elders had taught her, was when the barrier between those that had passed and those living was thinnest; meaning the energies Could form and visit...if just for a little while. It appeared there were no such customs to contact those passed in these lands, so she kept quiet about it. When told of "costumes" Ylva would perk up and put her tailoring skills to the test in making one for herself...and one for anyone that had come to ask her for it.
It was nice learning she was not the only one not used to this tradition. Watching Xanthe create her strange and interesting disguise. Once it was done though and it was time to go to the ball, she would tilt her head in confusion when asked."This way,"Ylva said, leading the shark girl until they were in and she had taken it off a bit."I don't know what one is supposed to look like."The petite wolf would say honestly. Compared to her partner's costume, she was a lot less covered. Her straight ebony hair would flow down her back like a waterfall decorated in the headdress of ice-like beads."Am I overdressed?"Ylva pondered as she looked down at her desert dancer costume, black sandals included; completing her look was a wolf mask she had found on one of her trips into the city. It was too much to resist.
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Rσϙ Oυɾɾσƙ had a meeting with Aurtrox just before the Hallow's Eve Ball. A rather unpleasant one at that. Mostly finalizing admission documents as his last meeting didn't go well either. He had to sign away his rights here and there, or so he imagined. Why else would they have so many documents? "Finally, something different." Roq said as he marched into the ballroom. The gym was being used as the dance/ball room, but it only had some punch. The food was all in teh cafeteria. He would have to make his way there soon. "I must be first, figures." Roq mumbled through his mask. He had never dressed up before, it wasn't something his village really took part in. He had asked Aurtrox what would work, and he handed him this very mask. Apparently it was something Aurtrox found on a mission a long time ago and thought was scary looking. The man was strange. Why would anyone keep such a bizarre find, but he couldn't complain since it ended up being the centerpiece of his costume.
Otherwise, he was dressed in a buttoned up shirt, and slick pants. Black on black. His belt had a silver buckle and his shoes were as glossy as they got. Overall he felt pretty confident. "I guess I'll just grab some punch." He said to himself as he walked over to the punchbowl.
Roq wasn't in a good mood.
He needed to release some steam, that was for sure, but he first needed sustenance. He was looking up at the decorations on the ceiling. Spider webs, and drapes with lights. It was a magical feeling of sorts. Whoever designed this did a good job. That was when he bumped into someone. She had orange fiery hair and was with a girl dressed as a wolf. "WATCH IT!" Roq snapped angrily. His eyes violent. He immediately regretted it, he couldn't control his anger sometimes. It just came out, but the two gals wouldn't be able to see that soft side of him at all. His stance and demeanor was threatening at best. He would look both of the gals in the eyes. Measuring them up. They looked weak. They must have some fancy abilities he thought to himself. He stood there for an awkward moment. He knew he should apologize. That was the right thing,but all he managed to say was: "I'm walking here."
Xanthe was thankful that Ylva had decided to come along with her to the party, she hadn't really had a chance to talk to her since joining the team and was hoping that would change tonight. She slid the visor up and looked at her companions costume, it was pretty amazing truth be told, a part of her regretted not discussing the outfit with her before hand, perhaps they could have both gone as the same thing. Unfortunately Xanthe had had an idea and no amount of sense or self reasoning had been able to dissuade her from wanting to dress up as a windmill. Honestly the armour had been a last minute addition when she realised that arm holes would probably ruin the look and dancing might be difficult while inside the box. "I love that mask." He visor slammed down over her eyes again as she reached up to fix it. "And I'm not just saying that because mine keeps doing this." The rest of her outfit was pretty revealing but so what, Ylva had made it herself and even a laymen in the ways of fashion such as herself could appreciate the beauty of it. "I like those feathers, it just flows. Dance and then food?" She was there for the food could make room first.
Xanthe turned to move towards the DJ booth, while the music was there it wasn't really the sort of thing people danced to. Her intention was to demand something with drums and perhaps rhythmic chanting, and short of that, whatever was popular with her peers. Her visor, sensing movement slid down over her eyes and she collided with someone coming the opposite way. Neither one of them was going very fast, so no harm done. She grinned and whipped her head back, flipping the visor back into place. "It's the hel-" She began in an attempt to justify her side of it when she was cut off by his outburst. "You watch it!" She countered, any desire to apologise replaced by defensiveness. She returned his stare, she had confidence in her ability to keep a gaze. He bilked and turned his gaze onto Ylva and Xanthe took that as a victory and took a second to look him up and down. She didn't know what his costume was, but damn if that wasn't a pair of shiny shoes. She would have been blinded if the light wasn't blocked by his massive ego. "Well walk then." She was trying not to rise to it, because she was with Ylva but she only had so much patience.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2020 5:28 pm
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Nur struggled walking through the hallways of the quite massive school, the sound of ruffles and fabric rubbing together already annoying her sensitive ears. Usually she is not the one to go to gatherings, or dress up, or socialize for that matter. But seeing her mother so happy about the younger faunus leaving her comfort zone was enough to endure this nightmare. So now here she was, in a rather large princess dress, with lots of dangly things and slippers because she knew better than to wear heels as tall as she is. Eventually she made it to the ballroom, only to freeze at the sight of so many people. I could hide....but the dress will give my location away. Dang it she thought as she slowly made it in. Her bright red eyes scanning the room, examining every little detail and space available to move on. The dress was absolutely going to be a challenge. How was she supposed to socialize to begin with? She did not know anyone, basically just started and felt like a bull in a china store. You got this, just say hello to the first person you see and make a friend. Literally all you have to do is say hello and make a friend. SAY HELLO AND MAKE A FRIEND.
Hel- was all she managed to say before hearing a rather violent remark behind her. Sending a shiver down her long spine, and a female's response did not help either. In a clumsy manner she made her way towards the nearest table, holding her dress to reduce the space she was taking. She peeped up and noticed she had made it to the snack table, and quickly believed she had earned herself a reward. I think I did good. she mumbled to herself while grabbing a couple of deviled eggs, they even had little bacon devil horns! Get it, because its a deviled egg. From the other students' perspective all you could see was a floof of olive hair, 2 long ears and a delicate hand every now and then grabbing eggs. If this was how the party was gonna go, then Nur was set.
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█*NAME ▬ Jang █*AURA COLOR ▬ Terracota █*DESCRIPTION ▬ Jang is an active semblance that gives the user the ability to corrode inorganic matter not protected by aura hence making it easier to break/go through. █*DRAWBACKS ▬ User must have some form of contact with the surface it is affecting, whether it is via weapon or physical touch with any of their limbs. The sensation of burn injuries will occur if overused [depending on the level]. Level of further drawbacks listed based on the level of the semblance.
Poppy arrived a little later to the dance than she had planned, however she had to take some time out to gather the confidence to show up in her outfit. It wasn't anything too creative, she was dressed in a beautiful white gown that showed a little bit of shoulder and draped down her body - showing off her figure. Above her head sat a stunning bright golden halo and of course the wings on her back were the main attraction, she would keep them closed up however. Poppy looked around at the students, she couldn't see anyone that she knew yet so just decided to go and try to find a seat. However, when she made her way to a seat, she was suddenly stopped by a young student who couldn't help but look her up and down. She felt slightly nervous as he gestured his hand out for her to take, he appeared to be dressed as a vampire, "I would love to treat you to a drink and a dance tonight.." he said, obviously expecting a straight yes from her.
Poppy glared at the man, her breathing becoming slightly erratic as she didn't have a clue what to say. She just needed someone from her team to come and save her, where was Tabby when she needed her? Poppy swallowed and gently smiled at the man, "I um.. I already have a date, but thank you.. I am flattered.." she said as she quickly pushed passed him. She could feel him glaring at her from behind, however decided to ignore it. Poppy would sit at a table and watch the party, hopefully she would be united with someone soon.
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"That's all it was... a dream"
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2020 5:47 pm
Narkyena Ilvenara| Team BRAN
Halloween! The time where the supernatural comes to life (as many think,) and costumes and masks are the most common things to see. The time where creativity and spookiness combine. Narky loved but hated this time of year. At least for this year, he wasn't going to be alone, or more so waking up to forgetting what time of the year it was, for who he was. The weapons class before the current event had been very good. All too happy for his progress, as well as his teammates, he was looking forward to tonight's event the moment it was brought up. What interesting progress the academy had set up! A costume party, a scary looking tower (he was told it was haunted and had planned to avoid that place at all costs,) and a masquerade ball. What was the masquerade ball? Wasn't it just like a costume party? Perhaps it was something the adult said set up to secretly worship vampires! Such a thing had been running through his mind the whole day. He was all too happy when Aeralin had asked to hang out with them for the event. How wonderful! she had quite the happy aura that was enjoyable and relaxing to be around. As for Rey and Pyrve, the young dragonling to be had no idea what they were up to. Ever since they had left weapons class abruptly, he hadn't spoken to them much. Whatever they had been up to during then, they were acting too strange for comfort. Gasp!! The shape shifter must have won! The one he was worried about with Rey! Maybe a possessed his team leader too!!! What a terrifying thought! The past few days with this idea had him practically sleeping with one eye open, just in case! Since he was very adamant on keeping his friends safe, he had been sleeping with the fly swatter beside him, hiding and underneath his pillow. So far, everything had seemed normal, Aeralin coming off as the safest one to be near. It was why he had agreed, aside from the friendship they both had already... For at least he hoped they were friends!
"The holiday season is certainly here, and judging by our layout, the mystifying senses of heightened uniqueness and spirituality are surely afoot" simply marvelous! When both had arrived, narky was dressed head to toe and a loose fitting and simple white outfit. Leaving his coats at home, the big white poncho he wore had been a different change of sight. With white dress pants, and flats for footwear, the only thing signifying his costume at all was the set of fluffy wings attached to the poncho, and the sparkly headband with a glittery Halo on top of his head. Of course in his hands, he had arrived with a book for a costume prop, though the book itself... Was clearly written out by him as "repelling spells," completely for the reason of his paranoia towards ghosts and creepy crawlies of the night. An angel is what he chose, which would have been a good thing. He had almost went as Peter pan, tights and all! The fly swatter was almost brought along to, in order for a sword for that outfit choice at the time. It was a good call for Aeralin to have chosen the outfit theme for the pair of them! He was clearly enjoying that costume he was wearing now, having a small frolic to his steps. "I have never been to a party with a friend before Miss Aeralin!! I know not of the customs at all to a party, so I hope not to disappoint. If I do anything odd that I shouldn't, please don't hesitate to let me know!" Ernest as always, Narkyena had smiled at his teammate, before jumping at the side of the skeletons greeting them at the door! Why was the dead guarding the door!? He knew it was Halloween, but man, they were beating him already to the punch. In retaliation, Narky had brought those arms up into cross formation. Rather than saying anything, he backed up closer to his teammate, looking across the room with a startle towards an angry guy yelling at women. Just what had they walk into?? The more questionable aspect was the random hip hop music being played about, with a girl who was clearly a free spirit, with another at a banquet table by themself. Lovely costumes everywhere!!!. Seeing another girl in the room with angel wings, (Poppy) he had been full and concerned that he had stolen someone else's costume idea. "your costume is wonderful Miss Aeralin! I do hope I didn't take anyone's ideas though! There already seems to be an angel here!" he would feel bad if that were the case. When he heard about the costume contest. He had been curious to see what could be laid out, without resorting to accidentally copy anyone else. He had no idea that the girl with the wings had those attached to her back. the Halo gave a clear sign that she was also dressed as an angel. She looked a lot better!
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It was finally hallowing time it seems, Aeralin never truly celebrated it but after hearing Pyrve and lots of other students she began to feel excited as well and she had the perfect idea for a costume, one that is sure to get at the very least two of the three team-members talking about it. After lots of sneaking out to buy props and hiding them as best as she could, it was finally time to reveal her “body snatcher” costume! Or what a demon as what most people will call it. There wasn’t much changed from what Aeralin would usually wear, but everything that did change was custom made just for this except the horns since it was so easy to get some good quality once for cheap. “it sure is here Narky, and it seems as if this is exactly when the body snatcher spreads its roots from its original target,” Aeralin said with a huge smirk, hoping to get a good scare on poor little Narky that already seemed frightened by the skeletons that welcomed them in “I have been to only about one party with a friend, Pyrve to be exact and it was completely different than this one, I’m hoping the atmosphere here will be a lot more casual and fun especially when I have you here with me. And don’t worry, I will make sure to let you know if you do anything odd” she said the last sentence with a huge grin as she began to laugh like a villain, she was a demon now after all. Aeralin then heard a loud yell coming from somewhere in the gym, some guy was yelling at two girls not too far away from them Aeralin simply chuckled and said loudly “hey you! The guy with the mask! Why are you so angry? I’m the one here dressed up like a demon so let me act that way! You just try to have fun ok?!” she would then laugh to herself for a little before turning back to Narky “aww thank you Narky, I worked on this costume for quite some time you know? I'm glad it does not go unnoticed! And you’ll be fiiinnneee, I’m sure I am not the only one dressed up the way I did, everyone got ideas and sometimes people have the same ones, it's not like you knew what that girl was going to dress up as and decided to do the same” Aeralin tried to get Narky to relax, she did want to tease Narky this evening but this was the time to be nice. OOC: the costume Post count: 38
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Ylva giggled softly, but was genuinely happy to hear Xanthe's compliment; despite the old scars of claw-marks on her right hip and left calf."Thank you, Xanthe,"Ylva said calmly. She had slowly been getting to know the shark girl since the beach game and felt she could be close to her and Rikku, while not so much their distant leader. Smiling behind her mask, her light brown tail wagged a little; the movement making the shackle around her neck clink softly. Obsidian eyes turned to where she heard the beginnings of a greeting. Someone of green?
Her attentions would then be quickly stolen by the rude a** d**k that was raising his voice at her teammate. A low feral warning growl escaped her throat before Xanthe yelled back. When he met her eyes, he would see the wild wolf inside the abyssal obsidian glare. Behind the mask she was snarling soundlessly."Leave,"The petite wolf growled."I won't fight unless you make it one,"Ylva's thoughts were clear in her eyes and the flexing of her claws at her sides. She had barely heard the far away female voice but, her focus at this moment were on her challenger that had the nerve to meet the wolf's eyes.
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I have washed the blood away And each will take your turn
Adorned in clothes suiting the evening, her eyes gleamed brightly as she entered the space of the ballroom. Confident and self-assured, the warrior strode into the room. The dress that adorned her slight frame seemed to suggest the fluttering down of raven wings. Lace held these different layers together and seemed her shadow as she strode into the room.
This was to be her home. There was plenty to carry her attention. She didn't expect to be disappointed here. Her bright gemstone-pink eyes scanned the room, took number of the occupants, and with glee noticed that she wasn't the only one. Oh, there would be time enough to pull the wall flowers off the task of supporting the structure!
"Now, how do we make this a party to remember?" She looked for the speakers, for music, and for the DJ booth. Having found it, she smiled widely and made a beeline for it.
"Let's get this party going!"
[iAnother life given to me, When will you ever learn?
Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2020 11:52 pm
☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁ Skylar simply stood and watched as various people started filtering in. For a bit, it was fairly typical. People sticking with those who they showed up with, idle chat, the occasional spat as the odd maladjusted person made a scene for seemingly no reason other than they just had the compulsion to be an a**. Pretty average overall. The newest arrival stormed the DJ, shouting in excitement to get the party started. She finished her drink as the music began to kick up. She was feeling a little out of place as she didn't really know anyone who had showed up. Still, she figured she might as well try to enjoy herself. ☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█Team: DSHR█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁█☀█☁
Post Count: 70 Current Wing Color: Jet Black, Spattered Blood Red
Gear Consumes 20 lbs of her carry weight in flight. Gear: Line Drive Pouch of munition Goggles Light Alloy half-plate armor Pistol
Rσϙ Oυɾɾσƙ raised a brow at the girl's reaction. Did she really just repeat what he had said? A low chuckle escaped his throat, but the mask's face made it seem so much more dark and menacing. "At least you got spine." Roq said with a growl. His eyes turning back to the usual dead look. He wanted to move, but found his feet planted as he absorbed the wrath of the wolf girl. She seemed so small, so frail, then she turned monstrous in his eyes. She looked like she was about to tear him apart from head to toe. She only told him to leave, but he could feel her rage deep within. Emanating from her eyes in no vague manner. "You both got spine." Roq mumbled through his mask before walking past them. His crimson eyes following them as he passed by. He made a mental note to keep track of the pair as he got his punch. He downed the first cup with a single gulp then refilled it and another.
Roq walked to the stage at the far end of the gym and stood a step up. Scanning the area. Nobody from his team was- He spotted her. Dressed in a pretty white gown; Poppy. He saw someone approach her and offer their hand. His eyes narrowed. She refused and took her place at a table nearby. This made him smile under his mask. Why was such a pretty girl like her not already cuffed? It perplexed him. Furthermore, why was she so hauntingly beautiful? It was a strange thought for him. He took a deep breath and shoved the thought down. He casually made his way to her table, from behind. "Would the angel like some blood punch?" He said as he placed the cup in front of her. Still standing he offered a smile, though it was shrouded by his mask she could see it in his eyes. "I almost got bit by a wolf just now... Roq said casually. Referring to the altercation he just had. "You look..." He faltered, "Not very scary..." It wasn't what he wanted to say, she looked gorgeous. But he didn't dare say such. He narrowed his eyes once more as they set on the wolf girl and her burnt haired friend. Part of him still wanted a fight.
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