EVENT: Halloween Masquerade

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Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

October 31: Halloween night.

The Great Hall was decorated in in a most elegant fashion. The four long, wooden tables were gone now, replaced by a spacious dance floor, Gothic gargoyles, and twisting pumpkin vines. Glowing jack-o-lanterns and flickering lanterns gently drifted through the air near the cloud-covered ceiling of the massive room. The image of a full moon hovered near the tall window at the front (even though the true moon was no more than a silver sliver).

There were tables of food and drinks lines along the sides, presented in bowls fashioned like skulls with the tops cut off and hollowed-out half-pumpkins. The variety of food, in true Hogwarts fashion, was simply mindblowing. If you could imagine it, then it was likely somewhere on the long, wooden tables.

Music drifted through the air, and if one were to look, they might be able to spot a stray violin or flute floating among the lanterns. But, if someone didn't want to dance, there were also plenty of places to sit: wooden benches, chairs made of vines or bones, and a comfortable stone ledge surrounding the massive chocolate fountain.

As the clock chimed, the great, wooden doors were opened by the teachers -- most of which were already waiting in the Great Hall -- allowing the students to file in, some in pairs, some with a group of friends, and some on their own. Everyone was required to wear some sort of mask, the ball was a maswerade, after all, but the type and design of said mask could be as different and unique as the individual.

Let the celebrations of the night commence!

NOTES:: try to keep posts short, please!

[ANGELO POTTER]

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[SION JENKINS]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellPadding,4,true][atrb=CellSpacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px;][style=background-color: 000000; padding: 5px; line-height: 80%; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; margin-top: 10px;]HALLOWEEN MASQUERADE[/style] [style=width: 300px; color: 797979; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify;] Over by the refreshments tables stood a tall, slim young man. He was dressed in his best dress robes, black to match the small mask across his eyes and nose. Overall, he looked completely dashing, though that was probably the least important thing on his mind. He never did care to attract people to him. His chin and pale lips were bare, almost pearly white in contrast to his dark clothing. One might say those lips were pouting, but they actually weren't. Sion Jenkins definitely did not pout. Nor did he sulk, which was why he would get defensive if someone were to suggest that he was. After all, he only favoured the truth. Lies are not becoming. But there was no doubt that Sion was not enjoying the festivities. He had been leaning against the wall, adamantly avoiding the dancing and refusing the refreshments he stood so close to. Even if he was being forced by his family members to attend this ridiculous social gathering, it didn't mean he had to partake in the activities. All he was required to do was take a photo of himself on his mobile whilst wearing his mask and send it off to his brother, who was now requiring him to unblock his number. Why again did his family feel the need to keep tabs on him? He could manage perfectly well on his own. Sighing in a completely non-sulky manner, Sion crossed his arms and looked around at the decorations. Only a few hours and he could get out of here. Until then, he could keep himself occupied by predicting who would end up shagging who by the end of the night. Or something equally as insipid.[/style] [style=background-color: 000000; padding: 5px; line-height: 80%; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; margin-top: 10px;]WORDS 286   TAGS everyone    NOTES every party needs a party pooper~[/style]