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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!))
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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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“Okay, so they’re not wrong, and they really are the first... Uh...” he paced a little bit as he thought. This was hard... “Oh! Because of the really thin air, the climbers are all hallucinating! The bodies aren’t really there! Or they might be, in the future, because - since the climbers were the first to get that high - they didn’t know to be prepared for the atmosphere and they’ll be the bodies they see in the cabin!”
He grinned at the sphinx.
“I should get on my broom, shouldn’t I...” he laughed. “UP!”
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This version of Minoru was a flyer. He was the Seeker of the Slytherin quidditch team, with aims of going pro after graduation. He was also a skilled acrobat on a broom. If Lucifer wanted to give chase, Minoru was ready to accept the challenge.
Far more ready than he was for a brain-teaser, anyway.
“Oooh, look at that wingspan!” He chuckled, shooting over the crowd of party-goers. “Look out, coming through! Watch your hats!”
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Granted, he had a couple very close calls - one of which sent him hopping over a paw while the broom spun under. Just another trick from the Quidditch pitch! Minoru landed on his broom like it was a skateboard, and just kept right on flying.
Later, perhaps when his life wasn’t in immediate danger (not that anyone could tell given his reactions), he’d stop to appreciate how graceful she was in the air. It really was a sight to behold! But for now, Minorj was too busy enjoying the thrill of a high-speed aerial chase.
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“Not now, bro! Little busy here!”
Okay, that wasn’t good...
Minoru spun on his broomstick as every point of escape was now engulfed in a massive stream of fire. He yanked his wand out of his robe, pointed it into the fire, screaming Aqua Eructo at the top of his lungs. A massive blast of water shot from the tip of his wand.
It worked on dragon fire, so it had to work on this. At least, that’s what he was betting his life on.
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She turns and then goes upright opening her wings fully to fill as much space as possible. Lucicer wasn't about to stop until she got ahold of him. At least she had no real designs on severe injury, just scaring the hell out of him.
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Minoru dove down On his broom, trying to avoid whatever was about to come his way.
“Minoru!! What did you do?!”
“Wrong answer, okay?!” He shouted back to his brother as he continued to whizz by.
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“I don’t know! Something about the first people to climb a mountain finding three dead bodies in a cabin already there!” Minoru kept swerving, darting back and forth to keep the sphinx at bay as he answered Isamu.
“You mean like an airplane cabin?”
“Huh. Totally didn’t think of...” He shouted, shooting straight up, only to realize the sphinx had changed her tactic and wasn’t following him... oh no... “Isamu!”
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She tells him, demands of him with wings open to fill the space between the twins.
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The twins shouted in near-perfect unison, equally panicked.
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"There will be no more fire tonight."
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Isamu very carefully scooted around behind the mythical creature, toward his brother. And then whacked him upside the head.
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