[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Corn field next to the inn
WHEN: 31 October, all day and night
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn as appropriate in your subject lines
NOTES: Please make sure you have read and understand the event details! If you have questions, drop them here. RECOMMENDED BUT NOT REQUIRED: Put your SCRUBS COLOR in your OTA subject line for folks doing bingo. Time your OTA for the harvest feast, the masquerade, or both. Costume matches and details for folks who did not get matched are here.

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This morning, our intrepid villagers awoke to a surprise of the nicer kind: A bundle of clothing left at the foot of their bed, tied with a bow. There is also a note: Put on your new outfit and join the festivities in the corn field next to the inn.

You may be thinking, what corn field next to the inn? The one that sprung up fully-mature overnight, of course.

In the middle of the field, villagers will find an autumn feast: Tables piled with harvest time food and drink, warm and rustic decorations, the day's sunshine fending off any chill in the air.

Tuck in and enjoy, villagers, but take note: Things often look different in the dark, and you might be one of them.

Comments

[succored]

"See you would have had me with french fries alone, but adding a plaque too? Now I have to do it." Ty said with a small laugh, but the idea of helping out with something here, even something as small an inconsequential as oil, was a good project. He always worked best when he had a goal to achieve.

"If you want to get started on the plaque early, I'm Ty Rhodes." He said cheekily.

[nonstopnarcissist]

"Nah." Just that, easy and offhand and without a lick of heat or venom. "You are now Fry Guy. I dub thee."

With the power vested in him by not giving a fuck RE when is appropriate to hand out nicknames, Tony marked Ty as Fry Guy. "Or Tyde pod. Either or. Maybe both, it depends. I'm Tony Stark."

[succored]

"Little bit premature, isn't it?" Ty groaned, but there were worse things to be called so he was going to let that lie for now and hope that died off quickly. Or with the introduction of 'tyde pod', his nose crinkled, half offended and half laughing.

"Fry Guy is way better than Tyde Pod by far. Not sure I'd like whatever Tyde Pod challenge would happen here."

[nonstopnarcissist]

"The better I get to know you the more ridiculous they're going to get, you've been warned." Names are- well, he keeps track of them pretty well. But offhand little tidbits, hooks? It's how he signals approval if not affection. He approves of this guy's priorities, thus. Fry Guy.

"I mean, we don't exactly have complicated single serving detergent here- unless we get some seaweed from the coast and I start extracting agar-agar."

[succored]

"Right, so keep my more embarrassing stories to myself, check." Ty said, helping himself to more food, since who knew when he was going to get a chance next. "Though now I'm curious, do you get a lot of nicknames in return?"

And as nice as it would be to have things like detergent, Ty waved it off. "Having detergent would be great, but I could only allow it if we're agreeing to stick with Fry Guy." Ty said mock solemnly.