Halloween Party, Creepy But Nowhere Near Abandoned Mansion, Tuesday Night

[deathsmajesty]

After basically being dared to do it by Tony Stark (and putting in six weeks of renovations, bless Hannibal for the contractor), Liliana, dressed as an empress, hair pulled back in a profusion of curls by her angelic headpiece, was ready to throw her first Fandom party. Sure, it was for a holiday she didn't really understand, but she'd heard enough about it to make due: there was supposed to be candy and people were supposed to be in costume. Done. Everything else was just the same as a regular party, right?

Granted, the last party she'd hosted had actually been for a bunch of vampires and that had been seventy years ago on a completely different plane, but bah, details. You had food to eat, music to dance to, dark corners to sneak off to, and either enough witty people or enough alcohol to keep the conversation flowing. Liliana was hoping that there would be plenty of the former showing up, but just in case, she'd made sure to stock plenty of the latter.

Though her newly refurbished ballroom was actually very light and airy, she had done her best to recreate some of the spookiest elements she'd seen in her travels. The dancefloor was covered in about a foot of heavy fog that swirled and eddied with every movement. While most of the chandeliers were shrouded in fabric and false webbing, she personally found the main chandelier was decorated in something she much more unnerving. Black and red candles flickered about the room held by ghostly hands, dripping skulls, and the occasional elegant standing candelabra. One of the few concessions to magic she'd used tonight was to have the candles lit with tongues of false fire, which provided light but no heat. And they glowed blues and greens and purples, which was a nice effect. Red roses were placed upside down in vases, while more questionable arrangements sat in decorative vases. Out of deference to her guests' squeamishness sensibilities, all creepy critters, skeletons, and dead bodies were all cunningly crafted fakes, not a single real bone or drop of blood in the place.

Other than, of course, what her guests brought in with them. And should they leave with fewer of either than they'd come in with, well, that was hardly her fault. Probably.

Arrive and Mingle / Photos / Dark Corners [NFB] / Refreshments / Dance / Gardens / OOC

[Please hold for OCD up! Do the thing!]

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Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

"A crow," Margo agreed, eyeing the bow and arrows and coming to a conclusion. "I'm Odin, but better. You Cupid?"

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[stykera]

"No." Stark shook his head. "I don't think I'm anyone in particular. Just an... archer."

To match someone else who looked better in her costume than he did, of course.

"Odin is a god?"

That tracked for Margo.

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

Yeah, Margo was choosing to ignore whatever weird thing Stark and Summer had going on that involved dressing Stark up like a Barbie doll for any occasion. "The Norse king of the gods," she said. "He's kind of a shit, allegedly, but the title's aspirational."

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[stykera]

Summer liked matching and Stark felt loved when she picked things out for him. It worked for them.

"You want to be a god-king?" he asked. Margo could pull it off if anyone here could. "What sort of god would you be?"

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

Margo was going to keep YKINMKing her merry way out of addressing anything to do with the matching. She felt that was a good gesture of friendship on her part.

"At the very least I'd be better at this shit than every god I've ever met," she said. "Might as well be worth a shot, right?"

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[stykera]

"I think you would be a terrifying god," Stark said honestly. "But that doesn't mean you wouldn't be a good one."

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

"Well, obviously," Margo said. "Terrifying's kind of my brand."

'Good', she was - privately - not so sure.

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[stykera]

"I had noticed that about you," Stark said. "I wouldn't want to make you angry."

Re: (Eventually) Arrive and Mingle

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

"Aw, that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me," Margo said, patting his shoulder. "Though, unfortunately, like the big green guy, I'm always angry."