Happy... Halloweengame?

[veryroundbird]

What: You've all found yourselves at a wild halloween party.
Open To: Anyone!
Setting: ?????
Time: Whatever state your character would be at an Easter Game in.
Location: A large and relatively suburban house with a pretty big yard that's surprisingly difficult to find the exit from.

Somehow, you've found yourself at a Halloween party! Which might strike you as a little funny, since some of you might be under the impression that you died recently, or that there was no place around like this anymore because the apocalypse happened. Apparently you were wrong!

Besides, it's a pretty kickass party. You seem to have remembered your Halloween costume, and there's music and dancing and seasonally-appropriate snacks (and human-shaped snacks, for that matter, if you're that kind of person), and a yard with a big bonfire and bobbing for apples and pumpkin carving and other fun Halloween activities. It must be a really big house, and a really big yard, since it's really hard to find the exit in the crush of people, so, hey, why not stick around until the party ends? Whenever that is.

The only really weird thing is that someone seems to have left a bunch of those plastic easter eggs lying around in difficult-to-reach places. It's nowhere near in-season for that! Oh, and someone shoved a bingo card into your hand. Huh.

[ The bingo card is mostly given as a jumping-off point for characters who don't know each other to interact. Completing it probably also has some kind of easter game-esque effect like allowing characters to leave the party or something. The degree to which there is anything overtly sinister about this situation is up to you. ]

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The Good Alder Sonia Aragona, Viscountess of Bel-Air, Head of House Aragona, Almoner || Los Angeles

[aragona]

[Someone isn't happy to be here.

Sonia, unsurprisingly, aims to be the opposite of the life of the party. She would go with "death of the party", but destroying this building and killing everyone is not worth the trouble. She settles for standing at the edge of the room scowling and all this socialization going on.

This would be more effective if she weren't wearing a cute ladybug costume.

After some time, she'll be bored enough to explore the other rooms in search of books or a way out.]

[witchandverypowerful]

[ Ashley's had her days of making herself the center of attention, but she really has always felt most comfortable being at the edges of a party. At least there's another wallflower here? ]

Oh, I like your costume—it's really unique! I guess I just tend to default to witch, although I feel like I should have branched out more looking at everyone's great costumes, since I don't dress that differently the rest of the year.

[aragona]

[Fantastic. Someone is talking to her. Sonia crosses her arms more tightly as a barrier between herself and the intruder.]

It wasn't my decision. [There was a plastic egg involved.] I wanted to come as a queen.

Ashley "Rhiannon" Miller || Lone Oak Valley

[witchandverypowerful]

[ She's dressed as a witch, sitting in a room surrounded by a ring of candles, with a handful of people looking on in interest. She speaks gently, but with an air of authority. ]

All right, let's get this séance started, everyone—now, remember, you've got to keep yourself open to the spirits, let the magic in, right? Otherwise they'll be reluctant to give their guidance, you know?

...Oh, and can someone get the lights? I'm worried I'm going to tip over a candle if I stand up.

Samantha Moon || Los Angeles

[thegreatexperiment]

Sam used to love Halloween and costumes and haunted houses. All of that shit. But after three, no, four years of basically wearing a costume every day to cover her past, after four years of going through fucking haunted houses for real, after four years of being the goddamn thing under the bed at night...she'd soft of lost her taste for the whole thing.

Which definitely piled on to the weirdness factor over the fact that she was currently standing in the middle of some kind of Goth-gone-wrong party, wearing an R2D2 dress, completely with a shining, blue domino mask.

She liked the boots, though. They were definitely her aesthetic.

What she didn't like was the fucking fact that she'd somehow been...what? Kidnapped? Transported? Abducted? And dressed up and put on display.

"Fuck you," she said to no one in particular. "Fuck you long and fuck you hard."

And it was then that a passer-by shoved a bingo card into her hand.

"Fuck you too," Sam called after the stranger. But they'd already disappeared into the crowd.

[OOC: Will switch to action spam, if you'd prefer that over prose.]