[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

[living_proof]

"Wow," I say, eyes rounding as I rear back to take Kira in from head to tow. "That is a heckuva outfit, I gotta say. Not everybody can pull off leopard in the first place, but demin— Denin—" My face screws up with irritation. "Jeans. Jeans leopard." I kiss my fingers with a loud smack. "Bellisima."

I don't know what he means by my IP, so I'm gonna ignore that.

"What do I have to do to get you to give me those shoes? They say, I would like you to go down on me sir, gently. I need them."

[3ofswords]

"Gently," is the part Kira latches onto, takes issue with. Of course he can pull off denim, of course he can pull off leopard--the only debate he'll entertain is the wig, for the crimes of being a wig, and in a style desperately out of fashion by his, Liv's and probably current times.

"You look at a pair of pointed toe, red stilettos and you get gently? I can't rehome them with you, I'm sorry, you wouldn't use them right."

Giving her a similar once-over, though, he has to admit, "They would be a great addition to your getup, though. The grim reaper needs an update for the times and our wacky circumstances."

[living_proof]

I scoff, loudly, and wave off Kira's clearly uneducated remarks. "Look, okay. I have a man. And he likes to treat it like a delicate flower. It's a thing. He used to kill people and now he's like... figuring out his karma or something. There's no roughhousing down there. It's all very above board. No metal fingers." I level Kira with a look that I'm sure implies all he needs to know about that, but probably is just kind of wobbly.