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. >.<]

Comments

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*........ not on purpose*

[dawnrise]

[she's not going to believe that considering when she reaches to pick one up, about half of the others launch at her face. she manages to block a few of them!]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*is hovering out of cupcake-reach*

THOSE WERE THE WRONG CUPCAKES RIKU-PI.

[dawnrise]

Agh!

[slightly distracted by trying to get the cupcakes off of her. it must be a hilarious sight, four or five cupcakes trying to beat her to death. it's not very effective. --and now she's throwing them down and stomping on them.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*tries to help and swat one out of the air when it launches itself at your back while you're stomping*

Fuck! There's like a dozen of them!

[dawnrise]

I know!

[that comes out muffled when one of the cupcakes crashes into her mouth. she flails a little and starts backing away from them, icing smeared across her face.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*suddenly has Soul Eater in hand and swings like he's a baseball bat, smashing two cupcakes at once*

[dawnrise]

[jerks out of the way, wiping icing off and looking... Not Happy.]

Why are the cupcakes alive?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*is backing/floating away from the table and the cupcakes*

Why is the blood soda punch?

[dawnrise]

Good point. Still want one?

[moving away also - ew she has it in her hair.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

... uh. No. Not unless we can find nonviolent ones.

*offers you a napkin?*

[dawnrise]

Didn't think so.

[--oh. takes it.]

Thanks.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

... well, one hit your face. Does it taste good?

[dawnrise]

[wiping her hair clean-- pauses to stare at him.]

It tastes like a cupcake.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Like good cupcake or evil cupcake?

[dawnrise]

Like a normal cupcake-- Ri, I don't know about you, but I've never had an evil cupcake before.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Me either! But these cupcakes attacked you. So they might be evil, and if they are they might taste evil, too. If they taste fine, maybe I'll eat one.

[dawnrise]

... Why would you even consider put a living, attacking cupcake in your mouth, Ri?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Well, if it tastes good... maybe I can immobilize it first somehow. I mean, it doesn't have teeth.

html hates me :|

[dawnrise]

[...tilts her head back, looking thoughtful. she's actually considering how one would do this. what have you done, Ri?]

You can probably rip the legs off.

lolz

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah! Then it would be a regular cupcake.

*looks quite enthusiastic about this*

[dawnrise]

[... p-pfft. laughs quietly.]

Or close enough.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna go for it. Yank me back down to the floor.

[dawnrise]

[--looks at him, then does as he says, waiting to see what will come of this.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*manages to stay on the ground this time, wing pulled tight against his back, and cautiously approaches the table, where the cupcakes are surrounding their fallen members*

... I think they multiplied.