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capeandcowllogs2012-11-05 06:44 pm
amoray) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-11-05 06:44 pm
Entry tags:
- *open,
- edward nygma | riddler,
- eridan ampora | prince of hope,
- jenny quantum | eclipse,
- kanaya maryam | sylph of space,
- karkat vantas | threshecutioner,
- mitchell hundred | the great machine,
- nepeta leijon | rogue of heart,
- rick bradbury | n/a,
- ruka | gallitrap,
- † aranea serket | sylph of light,
- † dracula | n/a,
- † jessica wakefield | the clique,
- † klarion bleak | the witch-boy,
- † lin beifong | n/a,
- † madison jeffries | box,
- † pamela isley | poison ivy,
- † wally west | the flash,
- † zatanna zatara | zatanna
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WHO: ERIDAN AMPORA and ZATANNA ZATARA and THEIR VERY UNFORTUNATE GUESTS.
WHERE: a creepyrose red house on the edge of the city.
WHEN: 11/5.
WARNINGS: fakemurder. gore. trauma. misery. mystery!!!
SUMMARY: since eridan spent the entirety of halloween wweepin and eating stale sugar cookies in his basement leah, he and zee throw a belated halloween party!! BAD THINGS HAPPEN.
FORMAT: ANYTHING GOES.
[the house - it's more of a miniature mansion, really, and incredibly creepy - is just far enough from the city's limits to be quiet. sprawling, dark, and eerie; it's kind of like a cross between rose red and dracula's summer home, which is at least half of the reason why it was chosen. maybe two-thirds.
inside the decorations are done up in lush reds and the occasional streaks of violet; the kitchen is full of food and refreshments, the main hall is decked out, the music is pumping, and the hosts will no doubt be more than happy to tell everyone all about how they heard a rumor from a friend of a cousin of the realtor that like a quintuple murder totally happened in the attic or something (or one of them will, at least). rooms beyond the immediate party area (a host of ground level rooms and anything upstairs, basically) haven't exactly been blocked off, but they're also visibly not as touched up and may or may not be haunted.
well, there's a definite risk. the place is creepy as hell.
doors open at eight-thirty (just to spite vriska). get in there!!
(DIRECT QUESTIONS AND CLARIFICATIONS RIGHT HURR.) ]
WHERE: a creepy
WHEN: 11/5.
WARNINGS: fakemurder. gore. trauma. misery. mystery!!!
SUMMARY: since eridan spent the entirety of halloween wweepin and eating stale sugar cookies in his basement leah, he and zee throw a belated halloween party!! BAD THINGS HAPPEN.
FORMAT: ANYTHING GOES.
[the house - it's more of a miniature mansion, really, and incredibly creepy - is just far enough from the city's limits to be quiet. sprawling, dark, and eerie; it's kind of like a cross between rose red and dracula's summer home, which is at least half of the reason why it was chosen. maybe two-thirds.
inside the decorations are done up in lush reds and the occasional streaks of violet; the kitchen is full of food and refreshments, the main hall is decked out, the music is pumping, and the hosts will no doubt be more than happy to tell everyone all about how they heard a rumor from a friend of a cousin of the realtor that like a quintuple murder totally happened in the attic or something (or one of them will, at least). rooms beyond the immediate party area (a host of ground level rooms and anything upstairs, basically) haven't exactly been blocked off, but they're also visibly not as touched up and may or may not be haunted.
well, there's a definite risk. the place is creepy as hell.
doors open at eight-thirty (just to spite vriska). get in there!!
(DIRECT QUESTIONS AND CLARIFICATIONS RIGHT HURR.) ]
OPEN
he's easy enough to flag down (why would you even want to though).]
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You really must be fucking kidding me.
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[he turns around from his admiring the violent paintings on the wall to face the speaker, and - oh.
oh.
he does nothing more than scrunch his nose a bit, but that probably communicates his distaste at her presence well enough.]
I don't know what the fuck you're ewen goin' on about. Matter a fact, I don't know why you're ewen wastin' your lack a breath and my time.
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Of all the potential costuming options you could have selected, you chose that one? Do you even know what all it entails? What it's like to be a vampire?
You don't have the beginning of a clue.
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[a beat.]
That's right, nobody. Nobody giwes a fuck about your fuckin' fakey fake biologistics-defyin' state a fuckin' existence.
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Because unlike you, [ she jabs a finger at his chest. ] this isn't fake to me! I actually have to live with it every day, and you don't understand what any of that means, what difficulties are involved, or how it will utterly ruin your unlife by insistently continuing it!
And you choose that of all things to make a mockery of with your ugly outfit woven from the very threads of tackiness itself!
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it takes a while after her late arrival to actually track him down, but once ruka finally does spot eridan, it's her doing the not-actually-dramatic swooping in beside this time.]
Hello there, stranger.
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Fancy meetin' you here.
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Don't presume too much. I just didn't have anything else planned tonight, that's all. [ALL TEASE, ALL THE TIME. because not even eridan is obtuse enough to take that at face value when she was three time zones away that morning. right?
Then, a little quieter:] Your fang's dislodged.
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PROBABLY
with a little oh, he glances down and touches it - and then readjusts it, vainly.]
Fuckin' things newer want to stay put. [beleaguered, he pulls it off and sets it on a nearby end table.] You'd think twenty bucks for a couple a fuckin' can openers means you ain't gettin' the cheap shit.
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it's fine; eridan catches her attention back easily enough.] I haven't missed anything exciting recently, have I?
[read: have you or edward or surprise third parties tried killing one another since venezuela?]
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Hey! Awesome party.
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[BEAT. he's got his hand on his hip, tone shameless; and then he thinks about that dumb humility thing everybody's pushing these days where you pretend you don't deserve things, and walks over.]
Thanks, though. Worked pretty fuckin' hard on it, if I go sayin' so my own personal self.
[he means zee's magic worked pretty fuckin hard on it, but ww/e. DEVVIL'S IN THE DETAILS.]
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It really paid off. I'm glad you decided to have the party a little late. I just got back here a few days ago, I would have hated to miss all the Halloween fun.
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she's even toting one of her ornate rifles as a costume 'prop', and she wanders over to Eridan happily enough. ]
Ah, that's a nice costume, Ampora-san. Is purple your favourite colour?
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but as (bad) luck would have it, not even karkat can be on his guard one hundred percent of the time, and, distracted by yelling verbal abuse at some poor sap who's probably halfway across the room, he doesn't spot eridan in the thick of the crowd until he runs headlong into him. ]
Move it, you-- shit!
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