When you pull up the front door is held open for you by a butler dressed as a zombie. A skeletal female leads the guests from the door to the back of the house where the ballroom is situated. If someone slips away from the group they would not find a spec of dust anywhere in the place, Miz Mary was a stickler of a cleaner, the rooms were all set to rights. The open room that you walk into that was the heart of the house had cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and down the walls, black paper had been hung over the walls, the only lights were the strobe lights, the floor if one looked down looked as if you did not step in certain areas that you might fall off of the ‘bridge’.
Once you reach the ballroom, the lights were dim, the D.J. was playing a mixture of classic Halloween songs and the top twenty hits mixing them in between. To the immediate left was a long table with a black spider webbed table cloth, the spider web glowed in the dark, and set upon it was the punch bowl cauldron that had a strange steam coming off of it, yet was cool to the lips. The ladle laid in the bowl off to the left, the handle looping onto the side of the punch bowl. A stack of plastic clear glasses were set next to the bowl, black and orange napkins were laid out in a slightly spread out pattern next to the glasses. Large black paper plates and smaller orange paper plates were set next to the napkins, so you could choose which size plate you thought you needed, both were rather sturdy. A tray of finger sandwiches were next, arranged in an appealing manner, that let the person see what sort of sandwiches they were. Further down were a tray of fingers, that were really sugar cookies, decorated individually. A few other snack foods that were holiday inspired, including the mouse cookies and bat brownies, were laid out. Surgical gloves that were the sort without the powder inside were filled with popcorn and in a tub at the end. A few feet from the table was a rather large tub that had apples floating in it, because what was a Halloween party with apples for bobbing, that was if anyone wanted to bob.
The left hand of the room had a rather long table in the middle of it, covered in a black and orange large checkered table cloth, with bench seating. Four round tables two on each end of the long table with individual seats, one on each side with a orange and one with a black table cloth. The individual seats were all black metal with padded chairs.
The right hand of the ballroom was left open as a dance floor in the right back corner set at a angle was the D.J. booth. The male D.J. was dressed a zombie, from all intents and purposes from the view on the floor the D.J. booth looked like a zombie house, broken windows with warped wood covering them, the fake door looked as if it was about ready to fall off and was holding on by the last bolt.
Fog machines were working in the room, covering the floor in a soft mist of fog, near the dance floor there were strobe lights, but if anyone could not be around them they just had to mention it and they would be shut off. The wait staff were dressed as ghost butlers.
The double French doors were thrown open, so a light breeze would slip into the ballroom, the door that lead into the rest of the house was kept closed except when admitting the guests. Near the double French doors was a rather large sign, that simply read Haunted Hayride with a red arrow pointing out the doors.
Once someone slipped out side they would see the large wagon that were pulled by horses, the rider leading the horses looked like Ichabod Crane. All dressed in the black knickers, dark blue waist coat over the white frilly shirt, white knee high socks, the black shoes even had the buckles and his head was covered by tri corner hat with pony tail coming down the back. The wagon was covered in hay, with a step and a young man, dressed identically except his clothing was identical to the horse riders, except in a tawny brown, to help those in costume up and off the wagons.
Through the haunted hayride, there were small stops as the story of the Ichabod Crane and the Headless Horseman. When the ride stopped lights would shine and actors would portray a scene from the story, when the lights went off, the wagon would be ‘chased’ by the headless horseman whom would suddenly disappear before the next story part would take place. As the ride neared the end they were taken over a makeshift covered bridge and once free on the other side the wagon would stop. When the wagon stopped a black sheer sheet would cover the opening of the bridge where the Headless Horseman would stand and remove the pumpkin head and pretend to throw it, but the light would cut out on the horse and ride, and a dim light where the scene was suppose to start. When the rider hit the play button on a small remote controlled device, so it could be better timed, and the pumpkin would fly towards the wagon. At the last minute a fog cannon would blow smoke, controlled by a hidden worker behind a hunting blind, so the faint blast of air followed by the cool breeze of the fog would coat the skin, and frighten just enough, but the wagon would then move on to deposit its riders once more at the beginning. The wagon itself could seat ten people.
The things you do for love. Georgia Grace was covered in blue face paint. Not any blue paint oh no but Avatar blue. She was dressed in costume, well she had help, Maddox had slipped out for final preparations and she had a team of costume people along with make up artists fix her up. It was one of those times that she wished she was taller, but she refused to attempt stilts or anything else that she could, and most likely would fall flat on her face. She was zipping around though making sure all the last minute things were in place in the ballroom. She was waiting on Maddox to come back inside after checking on the haunted hay ride.
Really she hoped that people would start to show up, but at least, Nate and Temperance would be there. A party for four, that could be a interesting evening, seeing her and the other girl not quite so buddy buddy. That would be resolved in time, if she could learn to well handle things, differently. So it was true she was hoping against hope that others would be showing up. She did not want to touch anything until there were people there to mingle with even if it was just Nate and his wife. Better behavior she was going to be on tonight, otherwise she had a feeling that Maddox was going to strangle her pretty little neck and that was not something she wanted. She had a feeling that the ice was getting a bit, well, thin.
Mads had been doing his last rounds at the hayride and slipped within. Standing at his full height of 6'2ish he looked about the room as everything was set up and moved over towards his Monkey. Yes being on her best ehaivour was probably for the best understanging only went to far.
But onto happier times. Mads looked down to her and refrained from kissing her though he wanted to but she had the make up artists and costumist come in to make up their costumes. His eyes looked down to her but they held a smile and an I love you. He looked up not seeing anyone yet but knowing for sure Tempe and Nate would be there.
"Don't worry love, they will be here soon enough." He offered looking down to her with a gentle smile.
Now back in the bayou, they had met up with Mads and Peach, and both parties had stayed in contact even thought they moved for a month give or take. But the Halloween party promised to be entertaining or atleast some thing worth going to check out. The last part here had been, well interesting to say the least. However those were different times, not that those things couldnt happen again but.... Anyways... Nate held Tempes hand as they walked to the door, were greated by the ghost butlers and shown to the ballroom.
After much discussion and back and forth the two had finally decided on going as Spartans, it wasnt overly done anymore. So it was as Spartans they arrived. He in a red cape and leather loin cloth, a helmet over his head and a spear and sheild within his hand and on his arm. It was all fake but he had done a good job and watched 300 enough to get the lay out down, and since everyone said he looked like the guy in it it was a fitting costume. Looking towards Tempe he smirked kissed her neck then turned towards Mads and Peach.
"Hey guys! Place looks kick ass and the costumes, well... fucking amazing....what are you?" He laughed looking between the two.
((Nates Costume))
-- Edited by NATE REYNOLDS on Friday 28th of October 2011 07:55:01 PM
Fashionably late was never Titus. He even tried once to show up to a party late and ended up being ten minutes early. So when the newly tuned Charger pulled into the plantation he was as close to on time as you could get. However as he pulled down the long drive to the plantation house he began to notice he was going to be one of the first to this shindig.
How did he get an invite to this place anyway? Titus couldn’t place when he got the invite, maybe one of the Marshals gave him an invite, nonetheless it was in his PDA and he had quietly been looking forward to it all week. He would have to ask about who lived here.
He parked the Charger a bit away from the house and moved up normally with a bottle of Bullitt Bourbon as a gift and for the party. He was going to bet this party wasn’t for the kids particularly. He came through the front door with little fuss dressed in a powder blue tuxedo. His shoes were a pair of sneakers designed to look like dress shoes (comfort over fashion) and his hair was slicked back tight against his scalp. Accenting this ensemble were a few things; an order of the dragon pendant around his neck in the fashion of Lugosi’s Dracula back in the 30’s, a black cape made of crushed velvet with a red inside, and finally a pair of fangs pasted into his mouth. They were double fangs (four fangs in all) so as not to totally offend the vampire community. He also had his cane with the silver pummelin his left hand as he appeared through the door in his 6’3’’ goodness. He was armed, never was he not, with the P-14 tucked under the tuxedo jacket expertly concealed. Armed Dracula attending a high school prom in ’76 was a good look on him.
He expected nothing bad happening here though as he spotted the two smurfs. He had yet to see Avatar so the costumes were kind of lost on him. They were mingling with Leonidas, he did see that movie, making small talk and such. He walked over towards them and with a smile that honestly killed lesser beings, “ ‘scuse me, Titus Morgan, would you all be kind enough to direct me towards the master of the house?”
Depending on what Nathan was thinking could happen again….he may be getting hurt….by his blushing bride. Somethings had been said that still had her a bit on edge…but she was over looking that…she was going to the Halloween party because Mads was her best friend. This was the first social gathering that she had been invited to since arriving n the states…the girls curiosity was going to get the best of her. She would enter with Nathan…her hand was clasped in his.
Blonde hair was pushed up in a brown wig…the hair was wavy…pulled back away from her face. The white fabric was draped to cover her breasts…a slit in the middle up her chest showing the flesh. The fabric was held by leather bands to her body. Showing off her lithe form. Gold band was clasped up on her upper right arm…a necklace hung low in against her chest…feet were in gold sandals.
Looking around the place…she would echo Nathan’s words. “The place looks great.” She …unlike Nathan and the other man…had seen the movie. “You guys are from the movie Avatar.” She moved to walk around the pair of Georgia Grace and Maddox. “Who ever did your make up did not miss a detail.” She did think they had a great job done. Hazel gaze flickered between Mads and Nathan as if to say…look I can be nice. As the other guy joined them…asking for the master of the house…she laughed a little bit.
When people were getting shown in, she grabbed Maddox’s hand and squeezed, because really they didn’t know if anyone would show up. Sure, Maddox told her that Temperance and Nate would show up, but she still half didn’t believe it. And then the guy from the bw3s she met him once, came in after them, and that was a bonus person in her book. Anyone extra was a happy bonus in her mind, because it was the weirdest thing, she thought the whole town was sleeping. Maybe Titus needed to go stir up some life.
First things first though, she smiled when Nate and Temperance came in, and she looked to Maddox first. She was going to go over to them but they were there first. “ I am so glad you guys made it! Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds.” She figured saying it out loud would be good for her head. She looked between Nate and Temperance, and she turned her attention to Temperance first. “Thank you.” Because the girl actually knew what they were. “I am glad you guys came.” Was spoken to the duo first. “300.…Spartans?” She actually smirked just a lil bit as she looked to Temperance. “His idea?” She had that feeling that it was, not that Georgia Grace thought it was a bad idea. Part of her was jealous that the female looked good with the natural blonde locks and with the darker locks of the wig.
Her attention went to the man she met that one time, and she smiled hearing him ask his question, glad that none of them were lesser beings, death would of ruined her plans for the party. Her gaze was taking in the costume of his, and she smiled, just a moment. “Welcome Titus. Perhaps the Mistress of the House will do?” It was all about wording was it not, she was watching the man, dressed as a vampire. Her head tilting she was sure he was one of the few that was in that bw3s but she could be wrong. It felt like it was so long ago, the way that life sort of moved full speed ahead. She had not moved far from Maddox’s side. “Georgia Grace Shettfield at your service.” Words were directed to Titus, of course, some of those that knew her well would not know that it was Georgia Grace under that make up until she spoke, even her normally mismatched eyes were hidden by the contacts that had been popped in.
Savannah called up Krys, just to make sure that they were still on, for the Halloween party. After the girl said that they were, she went out shopping for her costume, having what she wanted to be in her minds eye. She always loved dressing up for Halloween, the girl actually liked dressing up all year long, not just on Halloween, but tonight she did not want to be a sexy nurse or a French maid. She decided on an Angel, but not the long flowing robes, though that would have been more out of character for how she normally dressed, but that was not to be. She was going for a sexy angel. Once the costume was picked up she went back to the place she stayed at, and made sure to get everything ready, including picking up her room, so that it was completely cleaned once more, not a thing out of place. The girl really was a bit peculiar about things being in their places.
Hair was curled up in hot rollers, as she sat before the mirror in her bedroom, and began to apply her make up. A careful hand was used to get the effect she wanted, and yes folks, that meant sparkles! Eye lashes, eye shadow, lipstick all had sparkly silver glitter in them. She was listening for Krys to show up, Vani offered to let Krys finish getting ready here, before they went to the party. Honestly she was still geeked that she found the white boots that laced up the front that reached just above her knees, high heeled, all in white and pleather! She adored pleather…especially the shinny pleather which these boots were. Her walk was a bit different but that was due to the boots…having to walk using different parts of your leg then your used too. Once she was dressed in the white angel costume, her hair would be taken out of the rollers, it was then that she heard the knock.
Moving out of her room to the front door, she would open the door, with a smile. Glad that Krys did show up, greeting the other girl was a air kiss because she did not want to get glitter all over her, yet. Once the greetings were out of the way she would step back, letting the other girl in, and she would wait if Krys needed any last minute preparations. Once they were ready to go, she leaned in behind her, and spoke softly near her ear. “You look great.” But then she pulled back, and made her way out to her car, waiting for them both to be in, before driving to the directions that Krys had supplied.
Once they reached the house, parking next to a Bronco, she would slip out of the red hard top convertible. Waiting for Krys, so that they could make the entrance, together. She smiled over at Krys, before the door opened to admit them, once inside they would be show into the ballroom, at which she was looking around with those emerald green eyes. “This place looks amazing!” A slight awe, before turning to Krys, to see if she wanted to join the small group that was forming to at least say how do you do’s or what.
Krys had been doing her own preparation, Making sure everything was as it would need to be she got the call from Vani with a grin spreading her lips because she was thoroughly enjoying her new companion and her company and their times spent hanging out. She confirmed they were still in fact on for the party, gave her the time she would be there but asked to make sure she could finish getting ready there. Once that was settled she grabbed the bits of her costume she could ride in which wasn't much and went towards the place Vani was staying at.
Arriving at the house Vani opened the door and Krys had one of those cartoon coyote minutes where her eyes bugged out of her head and her tongue hung out of her mouth a moment. But she managed to correct herself and grin big. "Wow, am I so fucking stoked your on my arm tonight!" And she meant it because, well just....wow! but she had her own costume to slip into and she was doing so.
After another half hour of make-up and well she had to have her Faux hawk in she was ready to go in a red skimpy outfit, red fish net stalking's a small red horned hooded cape and a pitch fork she slipped into view applying the last bit of lipstick to her lips as Vani leaned in behind her. She bit back a saucy grin and only turned to lay pale blues upon her with an impish wink. "And we already established my dear that you are well... knock down drag out. And after this party is it alright if I crash here?" Why because there might be drinking and she didn't want to chance that on the bike, not this time and why when there was a perfectly good bed with a hottie in it she could stay with if Vani wanted.
Finally both parties ready and in the car they drove and she gave out directions to Vani as they went, and talked aimlessly. But then they were parked and walking to the door. Slipping within and taking in the sights, talk about a heaven on earth yes ma'am! Place was a Halloween orgy of awesome wrapped up in an orgasm of bitchin! Seeing the others gathered and feeling Vani's eye's on her she slipped her hand into Vani's lacing the fingers, gave her a more than unsubtle and tale telling wink and pulled her towards the group. She knew only one and well she didn't recognize any of them to be honest it wasn't until she heard Peach talk that she leaned over kissed Vani's cheek and almost pounced Georgia Grace in a hug not caring if make-ups were smeared. But once the pouncing hug was given she turned to look to Vani and lifted her hand for her to join so they could be introduced. "Georgia Grace, or better known to me as Peach, please meet my..." now they were in a grey area and Krys turned to Vani a moment looking to her eyes before turning to Peach. She didn't finish, that sentence unless Vani did. "This is Vani." She said with a smile and looked to the others. "Forgive me if I interrupted!" Well not really she didn't honestly care that much she hadn't seen Peach in well forever, not since there what happens here stays here trip.
When they entered and Krys , fingers lacing with Kry’s, as she was being tugged towards the group. That was the point of parties right, jump right in? She smiled when Krys kissed her cheek right before she slipped away to almost pounce hug on the one that was talking, the blue alien girl, from the best of her knowledge. When Krys motioned she would slip a bit closer to Krys’s side…it was there that she would get a better feel of what the relationship was between her and the other girl. She smiled over hearing the words and the names of the one girl. When Krys paused at what Vani was, and she thought to supply. “Special friend.” Yes, that worked did it not, one could be a special friend, and they were in a grey area so that seemed to fit. “It’s nice to meet you. I love the decorations.”
Titus smiled to the woman and offered the large bottle of bourbon. "My apologies then for the mistake. A gift for the house. Some of the finest bourbon my state has to offer." His typical scent of fresh tilled earth was ever present yet he kept his power tightly wrapped around him leaving next to no trace that he was paranormal save for a chill to someone from time to time. After the gift was given he bowed his head once and moved away from the four.
Titus never wanted to be the fifth wheel and they all seemed to be rather thick there. So he did what most would do in his situation and magically became a wall flower. Despite his size, Titus was good at blending in and not being noticed.
Familiarizing himself with the snacks he picked through them bit at a time and then went to enjoy the decorations of the house as quietly as the graves he walked through at night.
