The Samhain Ball - Come as You Aren't

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A woman strides through the Nexus, garbed in royal finery of a distinctly Elizabethan style. In the crook of her arm, she carries an ebony scepter shod and capped in silver. There may be something familiar about her confident bearing, her angular features, her mismatched eyes. When she pauses to speak, the cadence of her words might spark recognition--is this Schön?!

"People of the Nexus, friends, in the world from which I hail we stand on the cusp of a special day, a harvest-fest when the walls between worlds grow thin, when masks and costumes are worn to frighten away the wicked spirits--or to invite them in on more congenial terms. So on this day, I invite you, each and every one of you, to join me in a revel to bid farewell to Summer, and welcome with fire and song the coming dark! Join me, won't you?" Letting her gaze sweep the crowd, she raps the heel of her scepter once against something solid, vanishing in a flash and leaving a sparkling trail for the curious to follow.

A cool wind herds dry, crackling leaves through the gathering gloom. On the cusp between the parklands and the residential district, darkness and cloudy skies have been slowly coalescing for days around a stately house of Gothic style, ivy-encrusted and showing its age somewhat. A square tower stands vigil over the entryway, tall windows overlooking the flagstone drive looping around a fountain gone dry. The house’s angular wings stretch to either side, the windows dark save for occasional glints and gleams of colored lights bobbing within. A glow does creep over the line of the roof, however, and the faint throb of distant music hint at something happening behind the house. The door stands open, a silent invitation to every brave soul who passes by.

((Happy Halloween! Enjoy the festivities. All LOLs are optional. Threadhopping is encouraged. Backtagging is forever, so don’t worry about missing out: we’ll still be here when you get back from your more mundane ghosties and goblins.))

Playlist
Visualosity
The Entrance
The Ballroom
The Banquet
The Bonfire
The Corn Maze
Dark Corners
Costume Icon Requests
The Photo Booth

Comments

[juststeverogers]

Okay, wow was that Schon? Steve looks properly taken aback, speechless for a moment before he regains himself.

"W-wow. You make a more convincing dame than I do." Don't ask how he knows that. Or do, whichever. "Uhm..Verity told me there was gonna be a party. I..I didn't bring anything though." He wasn't really sure what day it was, so it sort of caught him off guard.

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"Well, a little magic and a good tailor," she demurs elatedly, before assuring Steve, "you brought yourself, for what else could we possibly wish?"

[juststeverogers]

"I...I don't suppose there's a costume in my size?" Steve gives a small chuckle. "Otherwise I think I'm coming as a homeless person in hand me downs."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"Perish the thought, Mister Rogers," Schön soothes, a slim hand coming to rest behind one of Steve's elbows and turn him toward the hall of costumers awaiting them, the other lifting her scepter in a sweeping gesture of invitation. "Tonight is a night for dreams and wishes. Dress as you would like to dress, be as you would like to be. No whim is too fanciful."

[juststeverogers]

He'll shuffle on down the hall dutifully, and Schon wasn't kidding when he said there was everything to offer. From jumpsuits to the weirdest sense of deja vu there's no shortage of strange outfits.

He grins broadly when he finds something familiar though. He can't believe Schon has anything from The Wizard of Oz. As a plus, it's nice and warm so he doesn't have to worry about getting sick while enjoying the festivities.

He comes back with a small grin.

"I'd have picked something better if I only had a brain."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

Schön gives a light laugh. "I'll see about finding you that diploma, shall I?"