#srphqevent

So, the event is technically over and we'll post a wrap up in the next few days, but that just means we don't want to see any new starters for the event on the dash. You can keep up on your threads for as long as you need! Let's say if you're still doing them by Christmas, they've probably gone on too long, but up until then, you're golden!

If there was one word to describe Ben O’Dell it was messy, and tonight was no exception. Alcohol had taken over the man’s system and he could hardly stand on two feet. He left the party without telling anyone. Hot, tired, and nauseous Ben found himself outside sitting in some grass that had already formed a layer of dew. His fingers brushed through the blades of grass leaving them wet. He was in his own little world before he heard someone approaching. “Hi.” Ben nearly yelled, he had a huge grin on his face as he waved, it was almost childlike. “Come sit with me.” He was totally unaware if the other person outside was approaching him, or something else, he didn’t really care he just wanted someone to talk to. 

With a considerable amount of alcohol in his system and his mood on the up and up, Deacon almost seemed like himself again as of late–intoxicated for an occasion and having a good time rather than drinking and indulging in habits until he didn't have to msntally or emotionally face the last four years; he'd deal with it when he was ready—at least that's what he told himself.  it was a change of pace that Deacon welcomed with open arms, and deep down hoped would stick around a while after the alcohol had worn off. but for now, he was going to enjoy himself and lean into whatever tradition his new home seemed so hyped about. 

while he stepped outside, anyone and everyone he passed he spoke to–either just a polite 'hows it going?' as he passed or, 'got a lighter?' before he wandered around a corner and spotted a lit candle. granted, it was mounted high up on the wall, perched in a holder that looked old and fancy and went well with the decor of the event–so of course, a drunk Deacon was going to scale that wall for the flame that danced atop the candle. by the time he reached it he was standing on his tip-toes on top of some decoration, stretching as far as he could with the cigarette dangling from his mouth in an attempt to reach the light, only to catch movement from the corner of his eye. he jumped a little before he turned his head, blinking at the person looking at him like he'd just beamed down from space; still hanging from the fixture on the wall. 

Lucy Baker- Halloween 2021 as Juliet Capulet. 

Ginny Carson - Halloween 2021 Cat 

Looking into our crystal ball, here’s what we see happening for our Random Pairings during this event:

These pairings were picked randomly, but were inspired by characters we haven’t seen interacting on the dash yet. Please message each other to plot out as much as you need to before starting, and get creative with it! The scenarios are meant to be fun jumping off points; they’re fairly open-ended, so feel free to make your own spin on them - or come up with something different if you’d rather. Just let us know so we can offer the plot up to someone else if it’s needed.