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Spooky Scary Skeletons!
Loki had no idea if any other places were having Halloween bashes, but that wasn't gonna stop him from having his fun! Pub-crawls were a thing if that were the case! The Viper's Pit had been decked out in the spirit of the season, the drinks, boozy and non were themed for the holiday, and aside from the magically drugged glitter one could play with down in the club, there were all manner of edibles.
While the changes were mild inside the building itself, the field had undergone the most changes, from the disappearance of the arena and bathhouse to the forests normally vaguely in the middle distance having been drawn in much closer, ringing a large open field where several bonfires were crackling merrily, each stocked with comfortable places to sit, as well as marshmallows, skewers, and several options for meats to be grilled over an open flame. To the east of the clearing was an expansive-looking corn maze, and standing vigil over it from somewhere in the vague center was a large Victorian-looking house. Anyone who wanted to go snooping would find the maze and home both charmingly haunted by costumed staff looking forward to the chance to scare the pants off some unsuspecting partygoers.
Nothing about the place seems off, or strange. Bats fly about overhead, the moon is large and positioned quite perfectly to make the haunted house look charmingly spooky, and the woods that spread around the clearing are just begging for people to dare to creep down it's paths, jumping at the shrieks that echo from the maze, or just their own imaginations running away with them. Not that there seems to be anything scarier than some mild-mannered wild-life like the owls hooting in the trees- it seems the woods are more designed for a nice nighttime stroll for folks who might want a bit of quiet than anything.
Of course everyone wore costumes. They did right? It's a costume party after all! And if anyone didn't have one, the staff of the bar were quite happy to furnish some of the spares they had on hand, even if it might be something so simple as an animal headband, a pair of wings, or a sheriff's badge and toy gun.
No one was quite certain when things started becoming weirder. Not specifically, and no one was sure why it had happened, given the first sign of things going wrong? Was one of the poor unsuspecting waiters who'd been wearing a cute little bear headband? Was suddenly now a very large, and very confused grizzly bear in a darling little vest trying to balance the tray he'd been carrying on one paw, and attempting to sort out how to get all the drinks off without tipping them onto the customers, who were now a table of animals of varying sizes and shapes, as well as one very bewildered knight, whose plastic armor was suddenly much more realistic and cumbersome.
And from the yelps of surprise and alarm echoing quickly through the Pit and the yard, it was clear this was not an isolated incident.
((ooc: Costume bash! OOC info is here leave any questions in there! Feel free to tag either pre or post-costume realism! For toplevels please use the Trick Or Treat system! If you're just wanting cute fluff or maybe minor spooky stuff, just leave 'Treat' in your toplevel's subject line. If you're here for scary chases and angst, or being a monster to hunt folks for fun (keeping in mind the AVF is in effect!) just post 'Trick'! If you're open to both just put both in! Hopefully this'll make it easier to match up what folks are hoping to play with here even if you're going in otherwise blind. The costumes will revert come sunrise with no ill effects- happy hauntings!))
While the changes were mild inside the building itself, the field had undergone the most changes, from the disappearance of the arena and bathhouse to the forests normally vaguely in the middle distance having been drawn in much closer, ringing a large open field where several bonfires were crackling merrily, each stocked with comfortable places to sit, as well as marshmallows, skewers, and several options for meats to be grilled over an open flame. To the east of the clearing was an expansive-looking corn maze, and standing vigil over it from somewhere in the vague center was a large Victorian-looking house. Anyone who wanted to go snooping would find the maze and home both charmingly haunted by costumed staff looking forward to the chance to scare the pants off some unsuspecting partygoers.
Nothing about the place seems off, or strange. Bats fly about overhead, the moon is large and positioned quite perfectly to make the haunted house look charmingly spooky, and the woods that spread around the clearing are just begging for people to dare to creep down it's paths, jumping at the shrieks that echo from the maze, or just their own imaginations running away with them. Not that there seems to be anything scarier than some mild-mannered wild-life like the owls hooting in the trees- it seems the woods are more designed for a nice nighttime stroll for folks who might want a bit of quiet than anything.
Of course everyone wore costumes. They did right? It's a costume party after all! And if anyone didn't have one, the staff of the bar were quite happy to furnish some of the spares they had on hand, even if it might be something so simple as an animal headband, a pair of wings, or a sheriff's badge and toy gun.
No one was quite certain when things started becoming weirder. Not specifically, and no one was sure why it had happened, given the first sign of things going wrong? Was one of the poor unsuspecting waiters who'd been wearing a cute little bear headband? Was suddenly now a very large, and very confused grizzly bear in a darling little vest trying to balance the tray he'd been carrying on one paw, and attempting to sort out how to get all the drinks off without tipping them onto the customers, who were now a table of animals of varying sizes and shapes, as well as one very bewildered knight, whose plastic armor was suddenly much more realistic and cumbersome.
And from the yelps of surprise and alarm echoing quickly through the Pit and the yard, it was clear this was not an isolated incident.
((ooc: Costume bash! OOC info is here leave any questions in there! Feel free to tag either pre or post-costume realism! For toplevels please use the Trick Or Treat system! If you're just wanting cute fluff or maybe minor spooky stuff, just leave 'Treat' in your toplevel's subject line. If you're here for scary chases and angst, or being a monster to hunt folks for fun (keeping in mind the AVF is in effect!) just post 'Trick'! If you're open to both just put both in! Hopefully this'll make it easier to match up what folks are hoping to play with here even if you're going in otherwise blind. The costumes will revert come sunrise with no ill effects- happy hauntings!))
Trick or Treat -Your choice
It left Lucifer as a sandy colored sphinx with white wings, costume barely changed except her back half was a lion now. She hopped up on the bar and laid there regal as could be waiting. Though Lucifer remembered who she was a compulsion to ask riddles and prying questions left her barely able to hold her tongue when anyone came near.
[Treat Lucifer, talk to her or play a game of riddles with the Sphinx. Trick Lucifer will ask prying questions. Drop me a PM or DM if you want a specific type or topic of harassment or prying questions for your muse to endure.]
Re: Trick or Treat -Your choice, Mmh, Both? Both is Good.
"Hatter?" She asks softly, glancing about..Now where did he?
"Ello Alice." can a fmailar but low purr as her top hat wearing friend came seemingly out of nowwhere with a steaming teapot and some cups and saucers.
She couldn't help the slight grin, as worry eased to fond bemusement. "Oh thank goodness.." Her blue eyes soften. "I thought I lost you."
Blonde brows quirk up, "You'll never lose me..So long as you hold Wonderland in your heart. " He replies tenderly.
Before perking up and remarking. "Say.. That beastie up ahead..Isn't a Chesrishr is it?" He asks with a slight tilt of his head before bringing his cup to his lips.
Aal squints slightly, "It doesn't look like any I've seen before.." She murmurs, Cheshire leastwise, though it reminded her of..something..else and then shots him a sideways grin. "Shall we go introduce ourselves?" She murmurs.
He beams and offers his hand toward hers to gently grasp it and tenderly bring to his lips for a kiss. "We shall."
Before grinning and turning toward the creature as they walk toward it. "Hullo there. "
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She stares at them queerly for a moment and then words well up in her mind that she must speak.
"Often talked of, never seen.
Ever coming, never been.
Daily looked for, never here,
Still approaching, coming near.
Thousands for its visit wait
But alas for their fate,
Tho' they expect me to appear
They will never find me here.
Who/What am I?"
Her head cocks waiting for an answer from the ones below.
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"That would be Tomorrow, my dear." He murmurs warmly and then ads, "Ah, I see you have your own." He murmurs and sets his teacup and saucer down to doff his hat and pull out a pair of mugs. And sets them on the counter as his beloved Aalice hums a little tune. That he recalled from a film about a red haired orphan girl she showed him..a while ago.
Aal beams a little and has to suppress the pleased purr welling up in her throat before it becomes too loud. So brilliant her Hatter.
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"Tell me, are you mad?" She asks the man with the hat and cups. She's seen this story before.
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Treat; riddles are fun.
"Nice costume there. How about a riddle? Hit me, your Pharoah-ness."
Adjusting his unicorn slightly, Tony wondered if he wasn't about to enter into a world of possible sin. Hey, it was too late for that anyway. The guy was smart so he could take it.
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"Good evening, Mr. Stark." He does make her smile. She is rather fond of this human and so decides to play rather than become dangerous.
"You walk into a creepy house by yourself. There is no electricity, plumbing or ventilation. Inside you notice 3 doors with numbers on them. Once you open the doors you will die a particular way.
Door #1 You’ll be eaten by a lion who is hungry.
Door #2 You’ll be stabbed to death.
Door #3 There is an electric chair waiting for you.
Which door do you pick? and why?"
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"Tony is fine. We can dispense with the formalities, Sphinxy."
Says the guy who just called the devil "Sphynxy." Tony smirked and then raised a brow at the choices. Oh, well....this was new. Placing a hand through his hair he sighed.
"Ok, uh---well, how about Door #3? The chair? At least I can try to escape it somehow? That or short a circuit somewhere.
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"Right door, wrong reasoning." she doesn't move from where she is. "What is the right reason?"
Isamu says Treat
It wasn’t everyday you saw that particular XXXX class beast outside of the Gringotts vaults. Oh, he could laugh about the number of times he watched well-meaning patrons unable to access their valuables because they could not devise the proper answer to a riddle.
“Greetings.” He smiled politely, eager to test his mental faculties with a riddle.
Isamu wasn’t a card-carrying member of the Sphynx Club at Hogwarts for nothing. (Yes, that really was a thing!)
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"You've come to be challenged?" She intones without much movement except the twitch of her tail.
"Then answer as many as you can before I send you away shamed by lack of correctness." Her head tilts.
"The cock crew,
The sky was blue:
The bells in heaven
Were striking eleven.
‘Tis time for this poor soul
To go to heaven."
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“Ah! Ulysses! A riddle designed to poke fun at the nature of riddles - ironic, in this context, but all too enjoyable... the fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush.”
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"You know the modern, but do you remember the ancient?"
She pauses for a moment and then recites:
“Out of the eater came something to eat, and out of the strong came something sweet.”
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But I’ll offer up Minoru for Tricks (possibly against my better judgement)
(Isamu later rolled his eyes at Minoru’s mistake. Because really, there was about 1500 years between the two female rulers. And how could you not recognize one of the most successful pharaohs in Egyptian history?!)
Safe to say, riddles were not going to be his forte.
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When the one twin returns it is a sphinx not an angel that greets him. The Sphinx moving to block his path when he tries to exit a door, that is their purpose to guard pathways. She sits wings open completely blocking the way with her pony sized body.
"Three mountain climbers paid a lot of money to be the first to scale a mountain. After several days of climbing, they finally reached the pinnacle and to their dismay found a cabin and three frozen bodies. Since the mountain climbers were the first to ever climb the summit, how could this be possible?" She speaks very clearly and then waits with eyes fixed on the person before her.
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So, of course, he asked the inevitable, “wait... what?”
After the Sphinx had repeated itself, Minoru then had to think it over.
“...well, someone had to build the cabin, right?”
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He enters the party in a flying squirrel kigurumi, visibly proud to have a gorgeous angel on his arm, but once the magic hits, he going to be the one on her arm. Or shoulder. Or scrambling up to settle on her head and holding on with tiny paws.
He may be an unwelcome Greek chorus to some of the riddles, giggling quietly, but hyperactive as a child given too many pixy stix.
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She simply rubs her head against the squirrel on her shoulder. "I see that someone has decided to trick the entire bar."
Lucifer may not know who but she can definitely sense magic when it is in play.
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"Are you good with it? You look glorious, but then you always do." Revel in the absurdity of a squirrel making sultry eyes at you, Lucifer. He is so suave.
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"Is this a form you would want me to take outside of whatever magic is in influence here?" Lucifer smiles as she picks up the tiny squirrel, rolls to her side and snuggles it against her bare breasts. Opps, she forgot about that part of being a sphinx in the usual form.
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"A sphinx! How appropriate for you. How's your evening been so far, dear? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages."
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"I was Hatsheput but the Nexus had other plans tonight." Briefly her head comes up to spot the flying squirrel before she relaxes again."It has been far too long. I have been very busy with politics and personal matters. I hope you and Crowley have had more time to relax than we have."
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His expression sobers a little at the mention of politics. "Yes, I imagine you have been. I hope it isn't insensitive to say that Crowley and have been having a lovely year? No trouble from Above or Below. It's why we decided to join the costume party. I dusted off my old magician costume and Crowley is dressed as my assistant. There seems to be some sort of Nexus magic afoot, but it hasn't affected either of us, thankfully."
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Lucifer may have been in Greece at the time but he kept track of the goings on in Egypt too.
"It is good to hear that your lives have been calm. I suspect much of mine will soon calm, for the most part. Unfortunately, there are always individuals harassing my peace."
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