1st Annual Halloween Block Party!

[iam_senpai]

Perhaps it's the leaves of fiery golds and oranges drifting on the breeze, or the sight of various hard squash being mangled into festive ornaments, or even still the bowls of candy left out simply everywhere in the Nexus that signifies the import of today. Regardless of when you take heed, Halloween has come to the Nexus.

Neat little handmade signs and fliers of all kinds lead to a particularly festive sectioned off block with the Crossroads Cafe at the center. The brick building has more than its fair share of decorations hung from every available windowsill and door. Hanging skeletons, jolly Jack-O-Lanterns, orange and black streamers cascading down and blowing to and fro in the crisp breeze.

The doors are propped open just waiting to beckon you inside. What are you waiting for?

((See the OOC post if you have any questions! Backtagging and threadhopping are fine. Come on in and have a blast :D ))



Coats and Costumes
The Cafe
Bonfire
Dance Floor
Haunted House
Side Halls and Storage

Comments

[dembonyhips]

Harrow don't you dare make her fucking regret this or she'll singe your face off. Not melt. She may be dressed as one right now, but she is almost certainly not a priest thankyouverymuch.

There's a difference, damn it.

"Holy fucking shit, you actually realized what a fucking asshole you were pulling that god damn bullshit?" Fun Fortyskey Fact: This is actual surprise. She's not too used to getting actual apologies (it's probably pretty obvious why, let's be honest here). "And yeah you did fucking deserve it. Shit was so fucking out of whack, and we didn't need fucking snow that was taller than me."

[westfallcorndog]

Harrow listens to what Forty has to say, pauses for a deep swig of alcohol, and calmly replies, "Wouldn't be a problem for ya if ya weren't so short." Ignoring the logical conclusion that it would have been more of a problem if she were taller, he snickers into the lip of his bottle and gets back to drinking. Gotta maximize his DPS: Drinks Per Second.

But then he's serious for a moment as he begins to remember certain things and connect the dots. "Honestly, I, uh... Been realizin' a lotta things lately," he admits. "Things I thought were good... Y'know... Maybe they aren't all good. Like you said about shit bein' outta whack... It's like that back home. We got a big bad to fight out there, but my people're out there killin' yours. And for the first time in a long time – N-nah, ever – I... I ain't proud of the Alliance?"

Suddenly a heavy rush of cold air leaves his lungs and he visibly deflates with it. Saying that out loud was difficult. Take another drink, big boy. That's it.

"It's like... You and me, we shoulda been on the same side against Reynard. And... You and me, we oughta be on the same side back home, too?..."

Another sigh, a drink, and a shake of his head. "M-maybe don't listen to me. I, I think I'm just drunk-ramblin' now..."

[dembonyhips]

Fortyskey rolls her eyes at the short comment, but decides not to reply for the moment--she knows she's fucking short, okay? She finally got her fucking Succubus to shut the hell up about her height. "It's fucking ridiculous. Everyone's being fucking assholes to each other and we have the fucking legion at our damned doorstep, but nooo, gotta toss that aside and attack each other like the stupidest motherfuckers on this side of Azeroth."

Sounds like she's not too pleased with the Horde either, but she's never been shy about letting people know that the factions are bullshit. The fighting each other is stupid and pointless, even if she'll get dragged into it from time to time (A fact Harrow learned all too well, when Fortyskey showed him just how dangerous she can be--tiny and scrawny, this Warlock is, but gifted.)

"The fucking Legion steamrolls us all. Even I'm not stupid enough to fuck them up alone."