#vih.masquerade

An amused smirk graces his lips as he sips his drink, watching the other's gaze with intrigue. "You know," He drawled, settling the empty glass on a nearby table, turning his full attention to the other, settling halfway into their eye sight to catch their gaze. "If you really want to make them jealous, I could absolutely help with that." Flicking his gaze over his shoulder, he turned back to the other with a grin. "We can have a little fun and I'm almost certain they'll come storming over."

"Oh, come on, they have plenty of cake and half the people here don't eat food, so really I'm sparing it from going to waste," Essie spoke defensively as she used a strawberry to dip into the cake. "It's delicious, you really ought to try it."

"wasn't me, they've been stumbling all over the place all night," scarlett said, gesturing at the person who'd nudged against the other. "i'm more than happy t'sort 'em out for you if you need."

"You don't look half bad when you put some effort in," Kenji taunted the other, a half smirk curving onto his lips. "You should do it more often, or maybe it's the mask playing tricks on me."

“My goodness, you could fit an entire circus under her pannier. How’d she even fit through the door? I know people have magic, but surely...that doesn't extend to wardrobe. Does it?"

whilst the island danced the night away ...

The night of the masquerade was going smoothly. Everyone in attendance seemingly enjoying themselves. Sure, the occasional quarreling was overheard but that's to be expected when drinks are flowing from an open bar. What most attendees were unaware of was the stirring on the other side of the island. See, nestled at the tip on the edge of Ravenwyck is what appears to be a cozy lighthouse. The lighthouse is home to an ancient wixen who has kept their eyes glued on the prisoners of The Forgotten Isle since its start. Through ancient spells and charms, she along with a few others ensure that no one escapes. There's only been one incident that resulted in a painful death, resulting in none trying since. Unfortunately, whilst the rest of the island is enjoying themselves, a bubbling from inside the mountain of Midnight Labriynth stirred resulting in those thought dead floating to the surface. Ghosts and ghouls were silently making their way across the island, some causing mischief, others filled with confusion. A small group of ghouls led by the aforementioned prisoner made their way to the lighthouse, taking the guards and the ancient wixen by surprise and killing them resulting in most the warding spells failing and prisoners easily making an escape. Once word hit the council members at the masquerade, it was too late to stop things from escalating beyond repair. Acting fast, perhaps somewhat ill-advised, with help of a few powerful magic wielding beings they put the ball under lockdown. Those able to, with power left to see what they could do to calm the situation whilst the rest slowly started splitting attendees into groups until eventually all were split up, some with familiar faces, others not so lucky. Still, few knew what was actually happening, is keeping thousands of supernatural beings mixed with humans in the dark admist chaos truly the answer? There's truly only one way to find out.

Out Of Character Details: The music has stopped, the ball has come to an end, and attendees have been split into groups in hopes to better control the masses. It's possible that one or two have managed to slip out, but the majority are now under lockdown until things are under control.

ghosts are now an available species. more info can be found here. escaped prisoners can also be applied for, though at the moment we'll only be allowing one per mun.

in order to keep us from confusing the dash event threads from new ones, we've decided to test out Discord as we find it can be easier with group threads. Everyone will have access to all the groups as it is quite fun to be able to read what everyone is up to during the event! A Tupperbox tutorial will be shared on the resource blog and in the server, though the admins will also be around for any questions!

The groups have been randomized, and we've done our best to ensure muns don't have more than one character in a single group, but unfortunately for some we had to double up. You can find it below, under the cut.

lucien had spent so long daydreaming about the wolf's eyes, that he was easily able to spot them in the sea of strangers. a sudden wave of anxiety eashes over him -- nervousness bubbling in the pit of his stomach. had the boy arrived with someone else? if he approached him, would he be made a fool? but he is beyond eager to speak with him and so he decides to take the risk. lucien clears his throat and with a few long strides, he finds himself standing beside weston. a gentle hand is placed on the other's shoulder as he leans forward to whisper in his ear.

"you look a bit lost, darling. anything or anyone i could help you find?"

"You know," Neo began, adjusting their mask slightly, taking in the room in hopes to find a familiar face but failing. “This is just an event to flaunt money and self-importance. I mean we all fall for it, because it's fun, but it doesn't take a lot of time to figure out who is filthy rich. If it was up to them, half of us wouldn't get an invite, but because it's a good look, we do."