THRILLER NIGHT

[imaskellington.livejournal.com]

[the main part of the dressing room has been cleared out. what appears to be a glowing orb that acts light a Disco ball floats in mid air, and there's a random skeleton disc jockey already.

there are also food tables around, and because of the variety of monsters people have transformed into, there's normal food and weird food.]

Happy Halloween!

[ooc: BIGASS HALLOWEEN PARTY. Whatever floats your Halloween boat. Dance the thriller, bob for apples, trick or treat, dance with people, flirt, PLAY TRICKS, have sex, whatever. and I will be popping in and out online and offline because busy with mass cooking. >.<]

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[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[suddenly belches rather loudly.]

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

[small, quiet giggle]

How much did you eat?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

A billion pieces!

[belches again.]

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

[his room is becoming a usual place for her to hang around.]

Got that pumpkin container?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[holds it up to her! it's stuffed to the brim.]

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Good!

Let's count them.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[promptly turns over his pumpkin, sending a cascade of treats to the floor.]