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Carol Lockwood ([personal profile] mayoralty) wrote in [community profile] voyagers2014-08-30 09:24 am

party post } { fool and king, ghoul and ghost



On the evening of the twenty-ninth, the ballroom on the main deck of the boat is decked out in lavish black and gold, thanks to Carol and Sophie, and the assistance of the very strong men they enlisted to help (thank you, boys). It's been a while since Carol has thrown a full out ball, and she liked the chance to stretch her event planning limbs again, even if those attending are mostly the ghost robots in their cater waiter wear.

A soft music is playing over the guests as they enter. As they pass through the threshold, there's a table with simple masks for them to choose from, in case they've forgotten their's. Once they pass through the main archway, they'll find their way to the large dance space where the ghost robot band is sitting, because live music is so much better than a recording, and they actually don't sound half-bad, all things considered. They also take requests, so feel free to tell them that song where you always wondered what it would sound like with a full orchestral backing. There's a large, expansive dance floor in the middle, and you're welcome to get out there and shake your groove thing whenever you see fit.

Tables with food line the far left wall of the room, as well as clusters of tables for the guests to sit when they so choose. There's also an open bar nestled into the far corner, for all your alcoholic needs. There are also plenty of dark corners to slip into, if you don't want anyone to see what you're doing, however the narration suggests watching those dark corners carefully. Rabbit holes lurk in pretty much every shadowed area of the ballroom and while they won't always drop you into a strange location of your choosing, there's a high chance they will. There's probably a high turnover of people arriving back in the ballroom, looking like they've gone five rounds with a bull.

Probably because they have.

The boat seem to want to promote this event as much as possible. While not everyone loves a good ball, some non-attenders may suddenly find themselves in attendance, completely dressed and no idea of how they got there. Trying to leave? Might not go so well either. For some, socializing isn't so much a choice as a punishment, but there are probably plenty of people to help you have a good time.

Or you could go on a trip to Narnia. One never really knows.

[OKAY BALL IS GO sorry I was late getting this up. Rabbit Holes are to be used at your discretion, but if you need suggestions or want me to randomize something for you, just shoot me a PM/private plurk/ping me ([plurk.com profile] iluvroadrunner6) and I will give you a scenario. Otherwise, mix, mingle and have fun with all the pretty formal wear. o7 Actionspam/prose/whatever floats your boat for this, it was easier to just write up the top part in prose.]
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[personal profile] convents 2014-09-27 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Which is one of the things he loves likes about her. He doesn't have to filter himself or pretend he's got a split personality disorder by referring to Angelus as a separate person. He can own his actions and not have to worry about her judging him for them or being utterly horrified. She knows that while that was him, he hadn't been in control of what he did while without the ability to discern good from bad and possessing a certain inclination towards evil.

He still felt that pull towards darkness — something else he didn't have to hide from her (she'd seen him get caught up in it, after all, when Darla was making a mess of everything) — but with a soul, he could fight back against it; ignore it. Angel didn't have to be that evil thing that made Angelus a legend if he didn't want to. And he very much didn't want to.

"I thought you went to your prom." Not the same thing, buddy.
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[personal profile] visiongirl 2014-10-02 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
"This is not the same thing as my prom -- though yes, I did go to that."

She almost didn't -- thanks to her parents tax evasion -- but Xander had come through to her last minute and bought her the dress she had been trying to earn. It didn't make up for cheating on her, for acting like she was the bitch for not forgiving him, but it was a nice peace offering. At least they didn't part high school on completely awful terms.

"I went to most of my school dances -- except for the ones I was kidnapped during."

Which did happen...more than once in her time at Sunnydale.
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[personal profile] convents 2014-10-05 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
From his point of view, high school dances seemed to hold the same kind of significance as the galas he used to attend in his human youth and after he was turned alike. He glances between her and the dance floor, shifting Connor from one hip to the other.

"How are the ones you went to different than this?"

Clearly, the vampire didn't get it.
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[personal profile] visiongirl 2014-10-06 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Well for one thing, no one has tried to kill me during this."

It's a joke but seriously -- formal events at Sunnydale High never went well. It's kind of weird there's been no monster attacks at this one yet -- but in a good way.

"Honestly, everything's a step up from Slayerfest."