Hugo's "sexy" -- and now forever gone -- outfit included a yellow floral, short-sleeve button down and light brown bellbottoms. Passing through the door, he suddenly finds himself in a green-red-yellow kilt, a beige top with a string tie near the neck, and an OWL MASK.
"Hoo, hoo," he asks strangers. Who? Who?
All in all, he's pretty pleased with this clothing trade. And he's equal parts bewildered, bemused, and thrilled by this place's magic.
Corrie had dressed as a peacock, more or less, or at least in the colours and a general feathery look that she'd put actual work into putting together. She'd done her hair. She felt confident and excited about whatever weirdness the building was going to put them in.
And then it all changed to a long purple gown with a belt made of vines, more vines twisting up her arms, and a hare mask. What. Why? Just like that, she's thrown off-balance and on her guard.
Though he arrives in something sort of punky and red velvety and androgynous, it's replaced by a bird get-up: metallic, vaguely avian mask, silver gown with shiny threading. There's a rose tucked behind one of his ears and a pair of tiny downy wings on his back.
Dom regrets coming here immediately. But the soft-boiled eggs kinda help.
Her "sexy" outfit was just an extremely basic little black dress, but the magic sees fit to try something new: a feathery grey mask and shimmering turquoise doublet and leggings. She's not sure how this is an improvement.
Rose is going to be mourning the loss of her sexy out for weeks to come, but the vaguely Guinevere-esque ensemble she ends up in is good too. Her ensemble is completed with a dramatic golden mask and a very messy mane of hair.
But besides the loss of some of her favorite clothes, she's in pretty chipper spirits tonight. She's going to eat a dozen soft-boiled eggs.
Hey? Hey guys? WHO CAN HE SUE. Lysander, in an effort for the appearance of Sexy, wore his best suit. That was a good suit and now it's gone and he's angry. Insult to injury, the party gods saw fit to make him just a lil kitty cat, in a furry stole and flowy robes. So he hates it. And he'll be easy to identify just by how loud he's complaining. But for whatever reason, he'll stick around.
After much research, Lorcan has constructed the sexiest outfit catered to the tastes of Henhurst. On the outside is a wholesome but unavailable man: priest robes and a crucifix of chicken Jesus. Underneath the robes, though, hides the priest's sexy little secret: a Meat Sweats Meat Cute t-shirt cut into a crop top and hotpants that say "Celibate" on the butt. He is also wearing sock garters.
Lorcan sees his entry into the 5th floor as having achieved a successfully sexy outfit. He won't be too upset when he realizes his clothes have been permanently traded away, though he will dearly miss his Meat Cute prize t-shirt.
His new clothes are more Fae-esque, constructed of delicate little flowers to make up the silhouette of a shepherd's garb and a cute little sheep mask.
Zsofika forgets all about her thrifted mod dress, stunning as it was, the second she lays eyes on the scenery. This is definitely her style. Zso loves a wee babbling brook that she can stomp through.
The designers of this mysterious party saw fit to put her in a long cotton dress (with pockets!) pulled straight from the pages of Tuck Everlasting and a mask made of fresh moss and ferns with wee mushrooms sprouting from within. Her nazar charm necklace remains. She rubs the bright blue eye between her fingers before tucking it away—best to stay entirely anonymous tonight. She is, as ever, feeling mischievous.
Roxy had thought, on hearing about this party, that it'd be a good chance to get out without being known or noticed. Even partial fame comes at a price, and it'd be nice to relax. She'd largely ignored "sexy dress" anyway. The fawn mask and simple white shift, adorned with strings of flowers, isn't exactly her style at all, but she'd asked for a night of anonymity. Now she had it.
Grizzy took a long time to pick out her sexy red dress, only for it to disappear and be replaced by a different red dress and a rabbit mask. That's pretty upsetting, but she's determined not to let it ruin her night!
Like many straight boys, Albus makes nearly zero effort at looking sexy. He grabbed his one (1) nice outfit (a black suit) and decided not to wear a tie with it. Then he Transfigured a matching black domino to go with, and— Well. Maybe they should be grateful that they weren't forced into meat outfits at the carnival?
Albus fiddles with his mask, which is now a fox half-mask in hammered green-gold metal. Fresh-smelling leafy green branches are incorporated into his old-fashioned Celtic attire, which makes him feel a bit like a mischievous wood sprite.
Siân's just lost one of her only nice outfits but this new get-up will be a definite upgrade to her wardrobe, so she'll consider it a net win. The mask made of daisies seems like something she might be able to sell for a few galleons too.
The anonymity has her on edge, at first, but she's able to find a bit of fun in it. She spends most of the evening dancing and stays a few rounds in the Spin the Chicken circle.
Noel forgot there was a masquerade coming up. Just arriving home from work, he curiously follows the music up the stairs to the 5th floor and, like a dumbass, goes inside the door without much caution.
He's got a cheeky looking frog mask and a breezy green tartan kilt on, with a sporran hanging off the front to store snacks.
"Oh, is that tadae??" he asks no one in particular.
Victoire has been terribly busy with a touch of ennui, which meant she had simply had to lie around smoking clove cigarettes in her apartment for four to five days. But she's feeling much better now and she's ready to reenter société.
Too bad no one will recognize her, because her extremely sexy dress has been replaced with something... else. Something hideously old fashioned. And to make matters worse, she seems to have arrived with a mask that's shaped like a rat or something. Thank wizjesus that she's naturally hot, because otherwise this would be entirely unsalvageable.
The only reason that Neptune's evening attire doesn't consist of pulling out a different clean t-shirt from his luggage is thanks to Aster being prepared. Not that the outfit lasts long and, uh, he really hopes that hadn't belonged to Val. After crossing the river a wreath of crocuses ring his head, making him appear a softer version of his godly namesake, though his hare mask is entirely off-theme. Better than spending the evening with a fish face though.
This party's a weird but promising start to the next leg of his Follow the Chicken soulmate quest, though his stomach's been doing some back-to-school flip flops all day... and only gets worse when he catches wind of a magical matchmaking chicken. He should maybe steer clear of the chocolate eggs.
James decided at the last minute to drop in and see what the deal was with this party... wearing absolutely nothing special or out of the ordinary, just a pair of jeans and a t-shirt (that, admittedly, has been a favorite of his ever since a girl told him it made his biceps look huge). Only when he walked through the door, his clothing transformed into a GODDAMN SATYR COSTUME. Suddenly he's shirtless in a pair of furry pants and a mask with horns and he cannot, for the life of him, stop laughing.
Once the mechanics of these charms are explained to her, Siân spends the next half hour feverishly decorating eggs with galleon symbols and burying them in the dirt.
Any other night Scorpius would complain, object and fight anyone who tried to get him to join a game like this. However, tonight he's not Scorpius. Tonight, he could be anybody. Tonight he's decided he's a person who plays spin the bottle—er, chicken.
WHAT'S UP?
WHAT'S UP, HUGO?
"Hoo, hoo," he asks strangers. Who? Who?
All in all, he's pretty pleased with this clothing trade. And he's equal parts bewildered, bemused, and thrilled by this place's magic.
He will Spin The Chicken.
WHAT'S UP, CORRIE?
And then it all changed to a long purple gown with a belt made of vines, more vines twisting up her arms, and a hare mask. What. Why? Just like that, she's thrown off-balance and on her guard.
WHAT'S UP, TEDDY?
Though he arrives in something sort of punky and red velvety and androgynous, it's replaced by a bird get-up: metallic, vaguely avian mask, silver gown with shiny threading. There's a rose tucked behind one of his ears and a pair of tiny downy wings on his back.
WHAT'S UP, DOMINIQUE?
Her "sexy" outfit was just an extremely basic little black dress, but the magic sees fit to try something new: a feathery grey mask and shimmering turquoise doublet and leggings. She's not sure how this is an improvement.
WHAT'S UP, ROSE?
But besides the loss of some of her favorite clothes, she's in pretty chipper spirits tonight. She's going to eat a dozen soft-boiled eggs.
WHAT'S UP, LYSANDER?
Lysander, in an effort for the appearance of Sexy, wore his best suit. That was a good suit and now it's gone and he's angry. Insult to injury, the party gods saw fit to make him just a lil kitty cat, in a furry stole and flowy robes. So he hates it. And he'll be easy to identify just by how loud he's complaining. But for whatever reason, he'll stick around.
WHAT'S UP, LORCAN?
Lorcan sees his entry into the 5th floor as having achieved a successfully sexy outfit. He won't be too upset when he realizes his clothes have been permanently traded away, though he will dearly miss his Meat Cute prize t-shirt.
His new clothes are more Fae-esque, constructed of delicate little flowers to make up the silhouette of a shepherd's garb and a cute little sheep mask.
WHAT'S UP, ZSO?
The designers of this mysterious party saw fit to put her in a long cotton dress (with pockets!) pulled straight from the pages of Tuck Everlasting and a mask made of fresh moss and ferns with wee mushrooms sprouting from within. Her nazar charm necklace remains. She rubs the bright blue eye between her fingers before tucking it away—best to stay entirely anonymous tonight. She is, as ever, feeling mischievous.
WHAT'S UP, ROXANNE?
WHAT'S UP, GRIZ?
WHAT'S UP, ALBUS?
Albus fiddles with his mask, which is now a fox half-mask in hammered green-gold metal. Fresh-smelling leafy green branches are incorporated into his old-fashioned Celtic attire, which makes him feel a bit like a mischievous wood sprite.
WHAT'S UP, SIAN?
The anonymity has her on edge, at first, but she's able to find a bit of fun in it. She spends most of the evening dancing and stays a few rounds in the Spin the Chicken circle.
WHAT'S UP, NOEL?
He's got a cheeky looking frog mask and a breezy green tartan kilt on, with a sporran hanging off the front to store snacks.
"Oh, is that tadae??" he asks no one in particular.
WHAT'S UP, VIC?
Too bad no one will recognize her, because her extremely sexy dress has been replaced with something... else. Something hideously old fashioned. And to make matters worse, she seems to have arrived with a mask that's shaped like a rat or something. Thank wizjesus that she's naturally hot, because otherwise this would be entirely unsalvageable.
WHAT'S UP, NEPTUNE?
This party's a weird but promising start to the next leg of his Follow the Chicken soulmate quest, though his stomach's been doing some back-to-school flip flops all day... and only gets worse when he catches wind of a magical matchmaking chicken. He should maybe steer clear of the chocolate eggs.
WHAT'S UP, ASTER?
WHAT'S UP, JAMES?
THE TOADSTOOLS
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Shy Young Woman (open to 1)
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Shy Young Woman & A Chicken
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Shy Young Woman & A Chicken
THE TOADSTOOLS: An Uncertain Young Man
THE TOADSTOOLS: An Uncertain Young Man and a Pushy Woman
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THE TOADSTOOLS: An Alert Young Woman
THE TOADSTOOLS:Two Alert Young Women
THE TOADSTOOLS:Two Alert Young Women
THE TOADSTOOLS:Two Alert Young Women
THE TOADSTOOLS:Two Alert Young Women
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THE TOADSTOOLS: A Distracted Girl
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Distracted Girl & an Unhelpful Boy
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Distracted Girl & an Unhelpful Boy
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Displeased Young Man
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Displeased Young Man & Not the Manager
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Displeased Young Man & Not the Manager
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Displeased Young Man & an Unpleasant Themlin
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Displeased Young Man & an Unpleasant Themlin
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Displeased Young Man & an Unpleasant Themlin
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Friendly Young Man
THE TOADSTOOLS: Two Friendly Young Men
THE TOADSTOOLS: Two Friendly Young Men
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Girl In Need (open to 1)
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Girl In Need & A Frog Prince
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Girl In Need & A Frog Prince
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Girl In Need & A Frog Prince
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Girl In Need & A Frog Prince
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Messy-haired Young Man
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Messy-haired Young Man & a good-natured greeting
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Messy-haired Young Man & a good-natured greeting
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Messy-haired Young Man & a good-natured greeting
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman & a critic
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman & a critic
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman & a critic
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman & a critic
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THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman & An Old Friend
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Sweaty Young Woman & An Old Friend
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Young Man Who Smells Like Pipe Smoke (open to 3)
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Young Man Who Smells Like Pipe Smoke & A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Young Man Who Smells Like Pipe Smoke & A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Young Man Who Smells Like Pipe Smoke & A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
THE TOADSTOOLS: One Hungry Opossum (Open to 2)
THE TOADSTOOLS: One Hungry Opossum and a Skeptic
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DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Siân
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Siân
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Rose
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Rose
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS (an rng game)
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Corrie
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Corrie
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Gilly
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Gilly
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DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Hugo
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Hugo
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DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Olive
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Olive
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Aster!
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Aster!
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DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Neptune
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Neptune
DON'T BLOW CHUNKS: Neptune
THE TOADSTOOLS: Val, Aster & Neptune
THE TOADSTOOLS: Val, Aster & Neptune
THE TOADSTOOLS: Val, Aster & Neptune
THE TOADSTOOLS: Rose, experiencing Egg Regret (Open to 1)
THE TOADSTOOLS: Spring Dance, open to bunny-types
THE WOODS
THE WOODS: A Mischievous Stranger (open to 1)
THE WOODS: A Mischievous Stranger & A Hypocrite
THE WOODS: A Mischievous Stranger & A Hypocrite
THE WOODS: A Mischievous Stranger & A Hypocrite
THE WOODS: A Mischievous Stranger & A Hypocrite
THE WOODS: A Focused Young Man (open to 2)
THE WOODS: A Focused Young Man (open to 2)
THE WOODS: A Focused Young Man
THE WOODS: A Focused Young Man
THE WOODS: A Focused Young Man
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THE WOODS: An Observant Young Man
THE WOODS: Two Observant Young Men
THE WOODS: Two Observant Young Men
THE WOODS: Two Observant Young Men
THE WOODS: A Young Woman Who Recognizes You
THE WOODS: A Young Woman Who Recognizes You
THE WOODS: A Young Woman Who Recognizes You
THE WOODS: A Young Woman Who Recognizes You
THE WOODS: A Young Woman Who Recognizes You
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THE WOODS: A Person Divesting Themselves of Flowers
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Person Divesting Themselves of Flowers & their Destroyer
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Person Divesting Themselves of Flowers & their Destroyer
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Person Divesting Themselves of Flowers & their Destroyer
THE TOADSTOOLS: A Person Divesting Themselves of Flowers & their Destroyer
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THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man (open to 2-3)
THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and an Irresistible Force
THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and an Irresistible Force
THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and an Irresistible Force
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THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and an Oncoming Storm
THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and an Oncoming Storm
THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and One More Pest
THE WOODS: An Avoidant Young Man and One More Pest
THE WOODS: A Lost Person (open to 1)
THE WOODS: A Lost Person and not the answer
HE WOODS: A Lost Person and not the answer
THE WOODS: A Lost Person and not the answer
THE WOODS: An Observant Young Woman
THE WOODS: An Observant Young Woman & who, me?
THE WOODS: An Observant Young Woman & who, me?
THE WOODS: An Observant Young Woman & who, me?
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EGG CHARMS
EGG CHARMS: Siân Stays Hustling
EGG CHARMS
SPIN THE CHICKEN
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Hugo & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Hugo & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Hugo & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Teddy & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Teddy & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Teddy & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Rose & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Aster & OPEN++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Aster & Hugo
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Aster & Hugo
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Aster & Hugo
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Dominique
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Lorcan & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Siân & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Siân & Hugo
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Siân & Hugo
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Siân & Hugo
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SPIN THE CHICKEN: Zsofika & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Moe & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Moe & Zso
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Moe & Zso
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Moe & Zso
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Grizzy & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Grizzy & Scorpius
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Neptune & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Neptune & Teddy
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Neptune & Teddy
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Neptune & Teddy
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