October: All Hallows Eve

[Gilgamesh Magnius]

Gilgamesh looked around, took off his Ninja Garb to reveal a Kefka from Final Fantasy 6 outfit, he put on make up that made him look like joker.

Jokfa?... Kefker?..... I KNOW!!! Jefka! Gilgamesh laughed at his own thoughts for naming it.

He started to laugh manically. He started to dance about to the music, "Sexy Back" had just finished so Gilgamesh put on another song...

"Hmm.. what song shall we put on.." He laughed even more manically, he was now half past madman. "I know!"

"RICK ROLL!!!" Gilgamesh laughed a bit more.

Gilgamesh put on the song "Never Gonna give you up" he started to laugh a bit more. Using the Lighting and sound equipment made Gilgamesh's night.

He quickly switched the song to "You're gunna go far, Kid" by The offspring.

[Amber Dawn]

Okay, again I ask, why are we here? I mean really. What did you think would happen? Make friends? We are the only friends you will ever have and the only friends you will ever need.

She closed her eyes lightly as the voices began to assult her, much louder than she had felt in awhile. Why had she come here? She did not remember anymore. But right now, all she knew for sure was that she needed to sit down. Her hands came back against the wall to push herself off from it. Both of her feet now planted upon the floor. Slowly, small hands moved to smooth down her skirt, biting softly over her lip as she looked about for some place away from the others to sit down. Finally she spotted a table off to the side and away from the breeding grounds. Slipping quietly along the wall, away from the crowd, over towards it. The gentle sway of her hips seeming to stay in time with the music. But then that was what happened when one had a hobby such as hers. None-the-less she finally managed to make her way over to her seat, pulling the chair away from the table just enough to allow her slender form to slide into it. As she sat, she brought one leg up, allowing it to cross over the other one and bounce up and down in a slightly bored and anxious manner. Her hands now folding together upon her lap.

Why are we over here now? We should have just turned around and went home. These people are nothing like us. You know that right? Just get up and turn around and we can spend the night reading or listening to music.

Shut up!

Her hand coming up from her lap to cover her eyes as she growled in response to the voices in her head. She was not in the mood to put up with their chatter and their nagging right now. Her head already starting with a dull throb of annoyance. But deep down, she knew that she would eventually listen to them. They were her friends and she did not wish to make them mad. Too afraid that they would leave her if she did. Then what would she do?

[Matrim Gallagher]

"I must say... You're looking pretty damn good yourself."

"Thanks," Matrim said to her, and ocne Victor got them something to drink Matrim turned to him and said, "Thanks Bro." He knew Victor to be the surfer type dude, and he figured that's exactly what he wanted to be called in that situation.

"Hey hun...? Do you taste something funny?"

Matrim had been chugging down the punch with his mouth as open as it would go, pouring the stuff in slow but gulping it as it went down, he let out an Ahhhh noise to signify that it refreshed him a bit, "Uhm... now that you mention it..... yes.... but I think I like it. I wonder what that is...."

"Mm.. where were you when I needed to size you for a sword sheath.. some weapon you are."

"Oh Katshuri... Catcherhe...." He said looking at him, he reached out and pressed on his tippy toes, leaning up to tell him, "Thish punch ish reeaalllly good..."

He giggled a bit as he dropped down and turned toward Sara, "I love you shooooooo mush...." He said giggling and leaning in to kiss her forehead, nearly stumbling at first from leaning over without getting his footing. He then put a hand on her shoulder for balance and went to kiss her on the lips before breaking away hearing something....

"The mother fucking doors are locked!"

"We're locked in? That's fantastic!" Matrim said, pulling on Sara's hand, "Lets get some more punch... and then go dance!"

Matrim pulled her over to the punch, pouring himself another glass, a part of him recognizing what was happening, but powerless to stop. It had snuck into him somehow, and he was going to get a little bit more. He was drunk already but this would wear off in time, another glass would do him for the evening given what detoxing from the root had done to his body's ability to process the alcohol. He poured himself another cup and poured more for Sara in a new cup handing it to her. He raised it, "To the Angel who came down from heaven and ish accompanyinginging...ing.. me, Shara Quinn, the love of my life...."

[David B.]

Aaaaaaand David would follow.

Now, normally, this mood and action would have shocked him, but tonight he decided to let loose a little and just go with the flow. He would talk to her back, leaning backwards and putting his hands behind his head. The girl seemed so infuriated with him- like she wanted to break his nose. Little did this girl know that David wasn't just some average clown-like freak- he was the School Captain, the strongest student on campus. He wouldn't harm her if he did, but he might laugh at her inability to remain calm. Still, he felt the need to speak.

"You know," He would begin. "i don't understand you. no offense, but im just trying to be funny and have a good time. This is a party after all, and when your partying you shouldnt stand in a corner and pass it by with nothing. Your walking away hurts- it hurts my feelings because i so wanted us to be friends, and it hurts my eyes from staring at your butt for so long!"

He giggled, hoping this would at least illecit some sort of reaction from her. Embarassment, anger. If she just ignored him, or stopped walking and just stared, he would put a hand over his rather twisted looking mouth.

"I have decided not to leave you alone until you be my friend. End of story." He would then snatch her arm, and make his way through the crowd, but not before speaking three words.

"NOW LETS DANCE!"

OOC((=D Sorry hun, no hidey for joo...joo dance with MEH =D))

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel was having a fun time already, facing Reira and nearly in for some very good promises. A chaotic brunette shot out of nowhere almost rampantly. Cockblock Gabriel's eyes fastened on her and Reira as they seemed to have an affiliation. The name Mischa rnag a bell in his mind as Reira explained to him that she needed to protect her small friend from doing anything stupid. No words were necessary merely a small bob of his head. The crooked smile appeared on his face as he watched the pair struggle through the sweaty crowd of dancers already moshing in the center.

Gabriel took this time to stride off and give himself a little 'Me Time' soon to become a bit of mock the techie, or something to that extent. He strode over leaning against the sound board to watch Gilgamesh work.

"Having fun I see.." no shit Sherlock Gabriel grinned just trying to stay reletivly neutral stealing a glance at the punch table.

[Reira DeMorvick]

A red streak flashed in her peripheral vision. Okay, that was all good and merry, except for the fact that she couldn’t see the punch table anymore, for a man in a very unique devil costume was now standing in front of her. Before she could even protest, the mysterious figure had grabbed her wrist and kissed it softly.

What the hell does this guy think he’s doing?!

Then he spoke, in that dreadfully cool, and deep voice, that was way too alluring for his own good. Even in her impaired state, she knew exactly who he was. There was no way she could forget a man of this nature, no matter how hard she tried. Chuck Bass was like a drug she didn’t know she was addicted too. Careful Reira, the Bass was a clever one.

“No dance is harmless when its with you…Chuck,” she said, acknowledging that she knew his identity. “Then again,” she continued with a grin, “A little harm is always fun, but, first you should get me a drink.” Holding onto his arm, she gestured for him to lead the way. It was a simple plan. Chuck would do all the work, while Reira followed harmlessly behind him.

She was acting very friendly towards him right now. The memory of their little 'chat' in the bathroom the other day was fresh in her mind and she was still obsessed with the fact of getting revenge. Moving in the direction of the punch bowl, she saw Mischa there, along with a guy that had loads of make-up on his face and the small girl in an angel costume.

[Jenna Scorn]

She sat silently still, glancing up to watch the swaying bodies in the crowed. No one had even bothered her, and she'd smile to herself. She'd suddenly remembered why she didn't go to school dances. She had no boyfriend, hell, she had no friends. Why had she come to this dance?She scowled.

Oh ya.

Her uncle had made her. He had promised it would be fun. And for the most part, if you call sitting on the floor playing solitaire on your phone fun, than fuck ya she was having one hell of a time. She'd lean forward a bit, and would fiddle with the hem of her skirt before going back to her phone.


Her phone vibrated, and with a flash of text she'd realized her uncle had texted her.

Having fun?

Oh yes.

A blast.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa drank a few more cups of the punch...and it was slowly hitting her. She drank a shit load of that tequila...

Then she heard an OH SO familiar voice.

Mischa's glance switched over to Matrim. It had been a looong time since she had seen him... she didn't even remember the last time it was...Definitely back in Alaska. Well... the last time was lost in her memory. He was with another girl and..yeah it irked her. He didn't know Reira was alive. Though... still D:<. She used to be pals with Matrim... she remembered the movie night with her boyfriend, Reira, and him.... he brought marshmallows. Fun times..until Mischa went bck to Venice and later found out he had cheated on Reira.

She was hoping Reira wouldn't exactly recognize him. She found Gabriel and they will be happy together...

THEN ANOTHER FAMILIAR FACE.

Mischa glared at the raven haired devil. She probably didn't see Mischa yet, which was good. She was probably engaged in a conversation with that giant..He was probably some guy she was planning on boning.

She turned hopefully before Alexis or Matrim saw her and she saw Gilgamesh. She couldn't see Reira and he was her only friend so far... Well, she assumed they were pals.

She approached him and also found Gabriel dude.

"Hey pals." her eyes took in Gabriel... she thought Reira would be with him... "Where is Reira?" then she realized she had misplaced her manners. She held out her hand towards Gabriel with a huge ass smile. "Oh. I'm Mischa by the way... I was in Venice when you brought Reira back.... I'm her best friend from WAY back."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel sighed darkly looming over his present position, should have proven to be a fun night but something loomed over his head like an axe ready to fall decapitating him. Gabriel needed to heal a few wounds perhaps find some way to ease the tension he felt.

"Pleased to meet you again Mischa," Gabriel would say kissing the back of her palm resourcefully.

"If you'd excuse me I have a quick matter to attend to."

Gabriel would say before excusing himself crossing the crowd gracefully. He needed to make peace with Alexis. And there she was right before him in a Sailor Moon costume.

"Alexis... would you grace me with a dance?" He said feeling foolish as he stood there extending a simple hand.

[Alexis Seran]

Alexis turned and had seen Katsuri. he looked even more menacing with that costume on. She rolled her eyes. The last thing she needed was him bugging her. Yeah, he wasn't being bad now, but she could only expect him to get worse.

"I would rather you not talk to me..."

And she would turn to leave. She then pumped into someone unexpected.

Gabriel.

"Alexis... would you grace me with a dance?" she stared down at his hand, wanting so badly as to just take it and dance with him all night. Where was Reira?

She looked around, though she was a bit too short to see over everyone. Then she had seen Reira and some other guy. Was Gabe using her to make Reira jealous for leaving for another guy?

Whatever was on Gabriel's mind... she didn't care. She could at least have one more night with him. They didn't exactly leave on good terms.

"Not graciously... but I will." she took his hand, and rested her hand up on one of his shoulders. Alexis held her breath. She didn't like getting close to him. She still had her feelings, but she didn't want them to flare up even worse. It wasn't helping it being this close to him. She wanted so badly just to kiss him.. but she had her morals. No matter how much she liked him, she wouldn't do that to Reira.

Having his touch, brought back her memories... she realized she didn't want it to end... she should take him back, even if it was just as friends. He was too important for her to ignore.

She didn't want to look him in the eyes so she rested her cheek against his chest.

"Gabriel...I'm sorry for what I said to you... I tend... to say things I don't mean when I'm...hurt."

[John-Baptiste]

John's Costume.....

What did you expect?

In any case the entire outfit right down to the monocle were there. The only difference was his skin wasn't purple and his ears weren't pointed, in any case he had the hair slicked back and everything and walked around enjoying himself. He stayed away from the punch for the most part, finding himself sticking around the edges of the room, being a wallflower. He thought of talking to another wallflower girl but she was soon bombarded with male's. He decided it was best to just stick to the back sipping the water he had gotten instead of punch. He smelled what was in it, and decided not to drink.

I haven't heard much of him... I guess he'll give me some time alone on Halloween. Seems funny that he should choose now to give me a nights rest. Wonder why he's doing it?

John stayed back, looking out into the crowd and wondering if anybody would try to----

"Fuck!" He hid as soon as he saw the girl he had come across twice. Twice as the voice started to demand of him, and one of those times he had discovered Qi... the horrific display that it was...

[Charles Bass]

He smiled at her reply. He liked the way she was so distant with him..yet he knew damn well she was intrigued by his very presence. He held out his arm for her to take, and he would lead them to the punch bowl. He was a bigger guy, so pushing aside students was easy. Then his eyes caught sight of her cute friend.

Tricky girl... she wanted to get to the brunette.

But!

Luck was on his side and the girl left, towards Gabriel and some other tool. He handed her a cup of the punch with a smile that can make a girl's heart weak. He wasn't even paying attention to the girl dressed in an angel costume... he could have made a great sexual innuendo with her.

"Now that I got you a beverage... I think we should... hide...take off our clothes and stare at each other?" he knew what he just said would turn her off, but that is why it was a joke. "Sorry, that was nothing more than a merry jest." he held up a joint, "Lets get high."

[Reira DeMorvick]

To her dismay, Mischa had left before she could reach the punch table. And now she was alone with Chuck. Well not really alone, there was that weird painted faced guy, who seemed very, very familiar. Though since her memories were still coming back slowly, this feeling was common and she tended to ignore a lot of them. Plus it was a Halloween party, she was drunk, and Chuck always held her attention, much to her distaste, so there was no way she was going to let her memories interfere tonight.

Taking a sip of the clearly spiked punch, she almost spit out the liquid in her mouth after hearing what Chuck said. Was he honestly serious?! Managing to keep the punch down, she swallowed and then laughed. The brunette’s arm leaned out to support her weight on the table, only she missed and nearly feel on her ass, if she hadn’t grabbed onto Chuck’s torso to save herself. To anyone else, it looked like he just dipped her as if they were dancing.

"Sorry, that was nothing more than a merry jest." he said, holding up a joint, "Lets get high."

Well, well, well. Now there was an offer Reira could contemplate seriously over. Her eyes studying his face intently, with a dark, mischievous tinge to them, she parted her lips and smiled darkly. “Well why didn’t you just say that in the first place?” Standing up properly, it was Reira who was leading him around now. Her fingers interlaced in his, she took him behind a large set of speakers. No one could see them behind the large objects and better yet, there were smoke machines that were going off near the speakers. It was the perfect place to hide what they would be doing.

Snatching the joint from his hand, she placed it between her lips, grabbed him by the shoulders, and shoved him hard against the wall. “Lite me,” she said. What a bad little girl. Looks like Reira had a lot more Keira in her than she thought.

[Katsuri Katashi]

The large man, annoyed at this point beyond belief by a mixture of things, would have picked up a chair and HURLED it at GILGAMESH. "I said stop fucking with the electronic equipment!" He yelled up at the male, given the music was bad enough, the lighting only brought him near the edge of wanting to tar and feather the boy. Righting himself back, he would have glanced shifted his body a little, letting that suit settle down onto his body properly.

A sigh slipped from his lips and he just shook his head, noticing a particularly weird one, as she was dressed up like a cat.. but she had on some odd suit. Still, she seemed to be about the right height for a female, and that was good enough for him. Walking over towards Jenna, he would have let that free hand come up, grabbing her ass to get her attention. "Oi, cutie, what'cha doing all by yourself?"

Even though his voice was modified, she'd have been able to tell who it was, what, given he had talked enough at the girl in the past. Katsuri on the other hand only had the back view of the girl so thus, he had no idea who it really was.. but that did not mean he could not have perverted thoughts about those thighs and hips shifting to and fro.. but what if she was a butterface D=? Oh well. Deal with that when the time comes.

[Sara Gallagher]

"Uhm... now that you mention it..... yes.... but I think I like it. I wonder what that is...."

Sara stared back into her glass confused. "I think it's spiked... What if it's spiked?" Shit... I can't drink D= Bad things happen when I drink D= She looked back at Matrim only to realize he wasn't listening. And he was drunk. o.o Already... >_>" Well this didn't bode well for Sara. She could already feel her head spinning and reeling as Matrim leaned down to kiss on her the forehead. And then the lips. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she blushed, giggling.

Then she heard it the same time Matrim did.

"The mother fucking doors are locked!"

Sara knew she should have been worried about that. She had known something weird was going to happen. Something weird always happened at this school. What the hell was wrong with this GODDAMN school!? D<

Apparently, she was the only one worried though, because Matrim suddenly tugged her away, wanting to get more punch and dance. And she went, unable to bring herself to stop once it had already started. She knew she was done for. One sip was all it took anymore to set her on the track to destruction. And she loved it.

Might as well give in... Enjoy the night, take it as it comes... Matrim will make sure nothing happens to you, trust me. And I can help you...

" You're me though...

Not precisely, no...

" Wait, what?

PUNCH! !!

Matrim handed her a new cup and without hesitation she lifted it to her lips and took a long gulp, nearly finishing the glass as he toasted her. The room spun, bringing a smile to her lips. One thing was for sure, this was going to be a trippy night. The root, since she had attempted to detox, has made it so her body absorbed alcohol quickly, so she was drunk after very little and very quickly, and it played tricks with her mind, bringing on a better high or drunk then what was normally possible. Which made her addicted that much faster.

And endless cycle.

She was going to regret this tomorrow morning. But for now? With the deed already done? She was going to party.

"To the Angel who came down from heaven and ish accompanyinginging...ing.. me, Shara Quinn, the love of my life...."

She fisted her hand in the front of his shirt, pulling him down for a quick but deep kiss as she stood on her tiptoes to reach him. "Let's dance then 'kay? Remember that one time...?" She smiled at the thought as she stepped forwards, pushing her hips against his. "At that one place?" Her free hand wrapped around his waist as she drank the last sip of her drink, her hips slowly beginning to move against his.