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[hexappeal]

WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!


Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

Comments

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[hoodalumnus.livejournal.com]

[He didn't really know what he was doing here. He just knew that Zatanna was hot, magic was cool, and there were only greater benefits to a mystical meet and greet. Electro's absence weighed on him -- Parker was rarely seen without the one guy he considered trustworthy -- but as Parker rationalized it, you never gained nothing without taking a few risks. Stepping outside your comfort zones. Taking a dance or two with the -- ]

Hey!

[A group of jerks dresses as Mephisto brushed past him, roughly, bumping and laughing.]

Hey! You nerdy assholes! The fuck!

[hexappeal]

[As the day went on, it became easier and easier to weave in and out of crowds without being assaulted with squeals or weird, touchy-feely sorts. It all came down to appearing comfortable or, at least avoiding looking approachable or as if you were lost. Either one of them was like putting a giant, blinking, neon sign above your head that said COME TALK TO ME!

Clearly, someone hadn't learned that. Or maybe was just a spoilsport. Sidling up beside Foul-mouthed McGee, she raises her shoulders in a small shrug.] Awfully R-Rated up in here.

[hoodalumnus.livejournal.com]

Holy fucking shit!

[Parker, donning his trademark red hood over his otherwise decidedly non-magical street wear, leaked another strain of fecal words that would make a sailor wince. Soon catching note of who was talking to him, he dropped the vulgarity with a grin.]

You are one sneaky babe, you know that? [His relief upon seeing Zatanna was palpable. Glancing between her and an oncoming mass of cloaks a little too similar to his own, Parker shook his head and shrugged a surrender.] So uh, wanna... Save... Me?

[thingone]

[ fred's cackling at him. it's more the overreaction that strikes fred as funny than anything else, but he's laughing all the same. ]