#ffpsnowflakeball

Walking aimlessly around the gym, Amara smiled politely at people as she waited patiently for Keegan to show up. She had once again gone all out in what she was wearing, but this time she was a little more on edge. Halloween wasn’t the first time she had been grabbed at this school, and while she felt lucky enough to still be here despite that, she hoped tonight wasn’t going to be different. She just wanted to have a good night with a boy that she was starting to like.. Keegan had been warming her up a lot, granted she made him work for it. Deciding to walk over to a table that had a bowl of bright blue punch in the middle of it, she smiled at the guard standing next to it before grabbing herself a glass. No sooner had she raised her glass to her lips, did she hear someone approaching her from behind, turning around her eyes fell on Keegan’s tall figure.. then she saw his attire and her brows raised in amusement. She took a sip of her drink before she spoke, lowering the glass as she put a hand on her hip. “You’re late.” she joked playfully. 

@thekeeganoriley

Tonight was not going to plan for Felix Moore. If it was, he’d have a beautiful blonde in his arms. He had been planning to ask Maisie if she had wanted to go with him, but he wasn’t sure when the right time was and before he could even work up the courage to someone else had beat him too it.  Once upon a time he would have asked her without hesitation, but Felix’s confidence was on the rocks. He had lost a huge part of who he was, and then to make it worse his pride had made him lose Maisie. Standing off to the side of the gym, almost in the shadows, Felix had been trying his best not to see her, not to see them.. but she was like a magnet, and he could spot her in a crowded room any day. It was only when his legs started feeling a little shaky that he leaned back against the wall, his head banging against it lightly as his eyes closed tightly. He took deep breaths as his chest tightened, trying to get his emotions and his strength under control. 

The clock strikes nine.

Maisie Anderson takes the stage, her sister Harlow standing off to the side beaming. For a moment, as she stares at the crowd, she feels a warmness washing over her. Her gaze finds Mara, grinning at her in the see of familiar faces, before her blue eyes land on Jonah, standing at the very front of the dance floor. Then her gaze meets Harlow’s and her grin widens even more.

“Hey guys, I hope everyone’s been having a great night! I know we’ve been through a lot this past year. Administration wanted to cancel the snowflake ball, but Harlow and I fought for it. Because despite everything this school has been through, we can still laugh and love and have fun. We deserve that. And I didn’t want them to take it from us. So tonight, I wanted to--”

  B L A C K  O U T .

The gymnasium is enveloped in pitch-black darkness.. And then all of a sudden Maisie’s panicked voice echoes through the speakers “HARLOW--!!” before the microphone comes crashing to the floor with an ungodly screech.

There is shouting, phone lights flicker on, but all attempts to be heard are futile. Chaos has taken over the dance floor. Students are pushing their way through the crowds, some are shouting, some are just frightened half to death. Staff members try to tame the situation, but to no avail.

Only three minutes later lights flood the room once more...

just as a body is dropped from the ceiling onto center stage. It’s only a moment before a staff member identifies the blood-drenched body. Two things become very clear:

Gunner Castle is dead, and Maisie Anderson is missing. One student found, only for another to vanish.

Attention, members!

       This officially marks ‘part two’ of the event. Feel free to have your characters react to the black out part of the evening, but since the blackout is relatively short, we’d ask that you try to place any future starters after the lights have come back up.

Here are a few things to keep in mind IN CHARACTER:

After five minutes, Headmistress Patterson’s voice echoes over the intercom. The following information is given out of the overhead speakers:

Security will be taking count of everyone in the gym.

Once your character has been accounted for, they will be ordered to go straight back to their rooms.

Staff members will be accompanying students in groups to make sure that everyone gets back safely.

Girls will go to their dormitory, while boys must go to their own.

Any witnesses of Maisie Anderson’s disappearance will be questioned in the morning.

There is safety in numbers so stick together right now.

The lights go back on the second Laurent reaches the bathroom, stumbling into the nearest cubicle to lock himself in. The distant sound of screaming students mixes in with the wretched noise of him throwing up, red hands smearing thick, foreign blood everywhere he goes.

Vivid pictures he’d rather forget flash in front of his eyes; The body bag, the rope, the piece of paper with instructions scribbled across it. He’d been standing at the very back of the stage beside the fire exit, trembling hands ready to untie the knot, and subsequently release hell. But he hadn’t been thinking straight, how could he have been? E’s threats, real and alive and dangerously close to destroying his life should he refuse to comply, were more than even he could stomach. Not even the Devil would forgive him for the sins he’d committed to save himself.

Leaving the cubicle he goes over to one of the sinks, feverishly starting to scrub the blood off his hands. The water runs read against the white porcelain basin, washing away all evidence of his crimes. The music’s gone out and he can still hear people screaming, countless footsteps moving in all directions as the crowd disperses in a panicked frenzy.