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[As usual, this year's party is held at the ball room. Dance music is already playing, mixed in together with creepy sounds and howls. The decorations are creepy at its best, and there are skeletal waiters walking around this time.

The tables are laden with food for various monsters, ghost, blood for the vampires, candy for the children, and normal food for those who are somewhat normal. Though if you're not in costume, that ugly fish sculpture at the giant punch bowl will spew a liquid at you rudely from it's mouth that will immediately put you into a random costume. If you keep hitting it, it will keep doing it, changing your costume into something worse every time.

Gatecrashers with bad intentions will be grabbed, wrapped and tossed out of the room by that giant spider up there on the ceiling, and it will also grab you if you're being selfish to the kiddies about giving them candy.

For those who lack dancing partners, some of those manakins are not there for show. Those will come to life and harass dance with you if you look a little lonely.

Enjoy!]

[ooc: Party post! Thread crashing encouraged.]

Comments

[before]

...cool.

[That was pretty awesome. :D]

[dawnrise]

More like disgusting.

[She's grabbing up a dozen napkins to clean off her hands, looking absolutely disgusted. It's different when she's fighting or when it's her own blood, this just popped out of some kind of meaty looking supposed-to-be-food.]

[before]

Exactly.

[Griiiin. He's gonna examine what's left of it.]

[dawnrise]

[It's pretty messy and probably oozing something more gross than blood. Riku can't even identify the meat.]

[before]

[...He's totally going to start poking at it, in that case.]

[dawnrise]

[She's going to stare at him. Those hands will not be touching her any time soon.]

What are you doing?

[before]

Seeing what it is.

[Poke poke investigate.]

[dawnrise]

By touching it?

[She could gag.]

[before]

Yep.

[Well, don't vomit on the food table, please.]

[dawnrise]

[She's not!]

...so, any idea what it is?

[before]

Not a clue.

[Brb wiping his hand off on his pants.]

[dawnrise]

Great.

[That is so incredibly gross. She just fetches more napkins to wipe her hand off.]

[before]

[You're so easy to gross out, it's kind of ridiculous.]

[dawnrise]

[What. She is not. You had her eating larvae! Just... having some sort of meaty supposed-to-be-food spewing blood on her is sick.

He's getting a glare if he's still grinning.]

[before]

[Then he's getting a glare, yes. Totally not phased by it. He kind of wants to try the meaty supposed-to-be-food.]

[dawnrise]

[...to horrify her? Because it would. A lot.]

[before]

[Well, he's curious, but that's a bonus!]

[dawnrise]

[No dude she will be genuinely horrified. Do it.]

[before]

[She can continue to be genuinely horrified, then, because he is totally doing it. Right now.

Nom.]

[dawnrise]

[.............................]

[before]

[MOUTH FULL OF DELICIOUS MEATY THING AND ALSO BLOOD.]

[dawnrise]

[horf. She covers her hand with her mouth, then promptly lurches a bit because she forgot they had just been covered in blood from that thing.]

[before]

's not bad.

[Says he with the blood dripping down his face.]

[dawnrise]

Really?

[Furious scrubbing of her mouth with a napkin, it's happening now.]

[before]

Yep.

[In fact, he's even eating some more.]