A roleplay based BAH blog ; Further info below, Dividers by @/dividers4u.
Our blog has a horror theming and may do horror sources or 18+ sources, be aware.
Requests are always open; We may take a bit to get to them due to ADHD, though
A mysterious invite had led you here, to a mansion tucked away just beyond the tree line, holding a masquerade ball. As you pass the mansions grand gates, a valet Greets you, offering to park your vehicle. You oblige, and make your way into the home.
— SOURCES ✧ ANONS ✧ " TIERS " —
As you enter, A well-dressed man sporting a mask in the shape of a black fox approaches you, he tells you that he’s the host, and that his name is "Mr.Park". He assures you that you’ll meet many, many interesting people tonight, before disappearing into the crowd.
through the haze of strange guests, a blur of orange skitters low to the floor. as if on a war path, she barges through humans and monsters alike, chattering about some sort of... flower?
the tiny mouse - which one would realize the species of only if she slowed down - dashed through the gardens, the front yard, and the left hall in the blink of an eye, slowing only once she reached the ballroom.
she sniffs around, finally approaching the maid.
!!!
// a pack of orange the flower from deltarune, with gardens, front yard, left hall, ballroom, and speak to the staff (maid) ? ^_^
The Maid scrambles around, looking for the source of the skittering. Finally looking to the floor, she lets out a soft "Oh!", picking up the brave one. "Sorry, Miss.." the maid mutters nervously.
— THE BALLROOM
Names : Tigers Eye, Valley, The Brave One, [PRN] with bravery in [PRN]s heart, Bravo, Blaze, Marilyn
Pronouns : He . She . Hxr . They . It . Swing . Slam . Win . Belt . Bash . Smirk . Squeak . Glove . Gold . Scar . Scram
Front Signs : Getting angered easily, Discomfort in public situations ( Feels unguarded ), Roughhousing/play fighting
Front Triggers : Any of the other flowers/Source, People being rude to the system ( no matter how major ), People making fun of the bodies appearance, Fighting ( Partaking in, training or watching ), Shows of strength/power
Front Frequency : 4/10, enjoys fronting and wants to do it more but is commonly locked out of front due to hxr anger issues
Fictionkins : Kel ( OMORI ), Aubrey ( OMORI ), Hyuna ( Alien Stage ), Till ( Alien Stage )
"You wish to speak with.. me?" The girl stammers, setting Orange down on a nearby ledge. "I suppose should introduce myself.. I’m Lilly." She says, giving a small curtsy. "I can’t seem to remember when I started working here, it seems like these parties go on forever.. B-But that’s alright! Mr.Park is.. a gracious host!" She rushes out the last part, as if being watched. She looks around for a moment before leaning in close. "Listen.. I’m not meant to say this to guests, but uhm.. The barkeep, he used to be close with the host, Used to host these parties with him.. I can’t help but wonder what happened between the two.."
A young man with blond hair wearing a suit the colour of moss hurries through the halls of the mansion. When he sees Mr. Park he hesitates, then steps up to speak. "Good evening, sorry to bother you, but have you seen someone with dark hair, maybe in outdated dress? I saw them in the ballroom, and followed to the left hall and through the garden, but lost track there."
// ballroom, left hall, and garden tier for a Victorian aesthetive? everything else creator's choice. thankyou!! vv cool blog theme btw
I "Oh, yes! I believe I have! Right this way, Sir." Mr.Park says with a bright smile, Guiding the man towards the manors art gallery.
Alterhumanity : Hand Fan Objectkin, Ball Conceptkin, Royalty Conceptkin, White ferret Therian
In the art gallery, staring at an especially large piece of artwork, stands the lady; face covered with a feathery mask. "Here you are, sir." Mr.Park says, reuniting the two before disappearing once more.
A yellow robloxian with a pink hoodie stomps around with a manuscript in hand. He's looking for someone. You stop him in the left hall.
"That bastard— Have you seen her anywhere? Grey skin, visor, blue turtleneck with a winter coat over it? I've checked the ballroom, I've checked the dining hall..."
He sighs, his expression looking rather dejected. He grumbles something about this individual having uploaded a game, presumably when she wasn't supposed to.
//hello! love the theme and workings of this blog. can we get transfem ivan (bad things) with ballroom, left hall, and dining hall? thank you!! we're a friend of many and this will not be the last you see of us :)
Ah, I’m so sorry dear guest! I don’t believe I’ve seen her around.. I do hope I can help you find someone else you may be looking for, though? Do come back if needed!
A slightly hunched... Man? Cat? With wings? Peeks out at the front yard then turns to park himself at the bar, listening to the music.
(Front yard + music for Husk from Hazbin Hotel)
The bartender hums as he sits down, silently passing him a shot of liquor.
— LISTEN IN
Voiceclaims : Johnny Cash : Musician
Songs : Hotel California — Eagles, Selling Out — Tom Lehrer, Ring Of Fire — Johnny Cash
— FRONT YARD
Front Signs : Phantom Wings, General distaste for social interaction, “Gruffer” voice
Front Triggers : Hot Weather, Gambling and Casinos, Alcohol, Drag Shows, Neon Signs
Front Frequency : 2/10, HATES fronting
"Y’Know," the bartender begins "If I were you, I’d get out of here while you have the chance." He chuckles, though there’s a sadness in his voice. "My internship here ended decades ago."
The blonde teen wearing a black rat mask slowly makes his way inside, he first goes to the ballroom, he ganders at the room, perhaps studying the building. After staying in the ballroom for a while, he got tired of listening to the music so he walks out and decides where to go next. He goes down the left hall, passing by the master bedroom, he looked inside yet decided to continue his journey. He passes by the dining hall, he walks inside grabbing a cup of punch. He then decided there was nothing interesting inside to look at so he goes to the front yard to relax, maybe even play with roach, his pet black rat which follows him around quite a bit. He hadn’t seen Mr.park since he arrived..how strange.
(Hi I would like a fictive of Dee from metal family I RECENTLY FOUND METAL FAMILY AND I LOVE IT SM)
"Avoiding the crowd?" A voice echos from behind the boy. Turning his head, The blonde spots Mr.Park. "I understand." The older man says with a chuckle, stepping closer.
Voiceclaims : Emperor Kuzko : The Emperors new groove
Songs : Killer — The Ready Set, The Wicker Man — Iron Maiden, Highway To Hell — AC/DC
— FRONT YARD
Front Signs : More sass and snark, Crossing their arms more, impatience
Front Triggers : Rock and Metal music, Concerts in general, Curiosity shops, Rodents
Front Frequency : 4/10, prefers not to front but will do so if asked
— THE DINING HALL
Comfort Foods : Any sort of easy to make at home meals; Ramen, Macaroni, etc
Comfort Items : Rat plushies, Bones, Musical Instruments
Personality : Impatient and a bit of a smartass, essentially the stereotypical angsty teen
The two chat for a bit, The blonde absentmindedly playing with roach as they talk. Eventually, a voice calls from the manor for Mr.Park. He stands, dusting himself off. "You two be careful tonight, stay out of trouble." He says before striding off
The lone radio in the dreary parlor crackles awake, quickly circling between near endless channels of dead air, static bursting from it's aged speakers. It only serves to make the sudden noise all the more dramatic, the noise impossibly loud. As the shadow falls onto it, the dials stop for one long moment, allowing a quiet voice to break through the thick void. Every few words stutter and falter, only key words slipping through.
"Hello…? I saw someone enter the ballroom… go down the left hall… and into the master bedroom. They are… songtive of "Rabbit Heart," by Florence & the Machines… thank you…!"
The sudden sound of the crackling radio startles the crowd of guests, Mr.Park amongst them. With a gentle sigh, he leaves the room to go searching
Mr.Park returns with the being, their mask that of a white rabbit with green accents. He brings them to the radio, a pleased grin growing on his face as it calms down. He disappears into the calming crowd once more.
Hello, I was wondering if my ask ever got sent in as sometimes tumblr doesn’t actually send my asks, it was Dee from metal family, I had also given you a wiki because I know metal family isn’t on your source list, I asked you specifically because I like your bah theme
Many apologies, dear guest! It seems it didn’t send. If you’d like, feel free to resend it! ( And don’t worry about the wiki, we know of metal family; I’ll add it to our guest list. )
A cloaked man hurriedly searches around, first going down the left hall before peeking into the master bedroom, all the while quietly calling out, "Mimi, dear, where have you gone?" His attention is drawn to the dining hall, where he pauses to listen to the music. He spots the host of this whole thing, and surely he'd know where to find the girl?
"Excuse me, but have you seen my dear... friend, Mimi? She's got these adorable cat ears, you wouldn't miss her."
(left hall, master bedroom, dining hall, and a break for music for Mimi from Psychocuties please)
Mr.Park taps his chin in thought, "Cat ears, you say? Hmm.. yes, I believe I have. Please, Right this way." He says, smiling as he begins to stride through the crowd.
Personality : Soft and delicate, extremely fragile. Yelling or fighting causes her to cry almost immediately.
— LISTEN IN
Voiceclaims : Maria : Silent Hill 2 ( Remake )
Songs : Using You — Mars Argo, Doctor — Jack Stauber, Eric — Mitski
Leading the man through the garden, they end up at a small pond near the trees which surround the manor. Sitting on the edge near the water, Entranced by the fish inside, is Mimi. Mr.Park watches as the two reunite, before making his way back to the party.
Having not found Charlie on his first go-round, Alastor elects to try again. Ballroom, front yard, library, basement… He hopes he finds her soon.
// Thank you; you’re a very gracious host.
Exiting the basement, Alastor manages to find Charlie fraternizing with the other guests, he taps the lady on her shoulder; signaling for the two to leave early tonight.
Pronouns : She . Hxr . Hyrs . Paw . Bright . Glitter . Spark . Sparkle . Burn . Hiss . Hum . They . It . Th👁️m . Rose . Thorn . Jewel . Shimmer . Charm . Smile . Fang
Roles : Joy Seeker, Social Alter, Assidumate, Peacemaker
— THE LIBRARY
Source Connection : 3/10, Happy that she no longer has the weight of hell on her back, but does miss her friends; feels a bit guilty for not figuring out how to redeem sinners before ending up here
Source Memories : Meeting Vaggie for the first time, Nursing her back to help. // Grieving Pentious as well as the absolute joy she felt once finding out he was alive. // General hotel duties, Day-To-Day life is most of what she remembers
— FRONT YARD
Front Signs : An overly positive attitude, The bodies hair being up, Just overall more animated reactions and behavior
Front Triggers : Depictions of Hell ( Dante’s Inferno is especially impactful ), Father Figures ( both positive and negative ), Hotels, Bellhop outfits, Rams and Goats
Front Frequency : 7/10, Loves fronting and meeting new people but finds it exhausting
— THE BASEMENT ? . . .
Weapon : Spear, Scythe, Fire Spells
Studies : Demonology, Gemology, Christian Theology, Chemistry
Film : A Silent Voice ( 2016 )
After waving goodbye to the other guests, Charlie and Alastor exit the party. On the way out, Alastor can’t shake the feeling of being.. watched . . .
Hellooo may I request a pack for a songtive of my only sense of purpose by Elio Mei? Tier is up to you ! Thank you :]
As you make your way through the ballroom floor, you bump into a tall being wearing a sparkling mask of white and red. They smile at you, offering their hand to dance.
— THE BALLROOM
Names : Ebony, Maurice, Hellen, Harlequin
Pronouns : They . Th!m . String . Strum . Song . Play . Pluck . Bloom . Joy . Dance . Laugh . Bell . Jingle . Pour . Preform . Paint
Roles : Performer, Jester, Expectation Manager
— THE GARDEN
Sexuality : Panromantic, Abrosexual, Demiace
Gender : Non-Binary, Clowngender, Stargender
Alterhumanity : Possum Therian, White Rat Therian, Theatre Placekin, Comedy Mask Objectkin, Spotlight Objectkin
As the two of you sway to the music, The being before you laughs warmly, finding immense joy in the act. Once the two of you finish, they hand you a card before slinking off into the crowd. Once they’ve disappeared, you look at the card in your hand; a tarot card of the hanged man stares back at you.
In a shadowy corner away from the masked crowd, Alastor scans the ballroom for the cheerful visage of Charlie Morningstar.
She’d been swept away from him halfway across the front yard by a flood of new arrivals, all chattering quietly to each other; he’d rather expected to find her socializing with one of them, but perhaps she stepped into the library for a calmer atmosphere?
He could take a look in the basement, too, just to sate his own curiosity — after all, he doubts he’ll find her there of all places. As Alastor is not entirely certain of their place on the guest list, he’d rather leave before that becomes a problem, but… surely a peek wouldn’t hurt?
// No pressure if you’d like to deny this one; I know Hazbin is graylisted. Thank you.
As Alastor enters the basement, he’s met with a darkness almost never seen before. Adjusting his eyes a bit, he begins to wander, coming across a few stray treasures; Expensive and beautiful jewelry, Records in pristine condition, antique cutlery and.. is that a leg?..
Source Connection : 5/10, even if he’s working towards disconnecting, he struggles to pull away from his classy and teasing mannerism, struggling even harder with emotional vulnerability.
Source Memories : Helping out around the hotel and getting somewhat close to Charlie; growing a sort of soft spot for her. // Having bi-weakly tea parties with Rosie, Only half listening to her ranting and raving but enjoying it nonetheless.
— FRONT YARD
Front Signs : More posh or classical ways of speak, No longer resting the bodies face; smiling as much as possible, Discomfort with modern technology
Front Triggers : Vintage Items ( especially technology ), Religious imagery, Forest walks
Front Frequency : 2/10, only fronts when absolutely needed or triggered, does not enjoy people..
While the sight doesn’t frighten him ( he’s seen his fair share of limbs ), it does change the atmosphere a bit. Turning on his heel, Alastor exits the basement and returns to the party to look for Charlie, planning to leave before any harm befalls them.
An eerie rabbit with a stitched on smile mask and worn down hoodie approaches the area, first turning down the left hall into the ballroom. It doesn't spend long there, and he quickly makes their way to the dining hall. He offers to the chefs to help cook, but is (un)fortunately denied.
It exits the dining hall, and runs into Mr. Park in the halls.
// the ballroom, the dininghall, and left hall, of intern from animal hospital with liminal themes?
Mr.Park turns to face the rabbit, Smiling brightly at the sight of it. "There you are! I was wondering when you’d arrive." He says,
— THE BALLROOM
Names : Exile, I.T, 001, Machination, Macabre
Pronouns : It . They . He . Hxm . Smile . Stare . Sip . Cough . Catch . Fog . Hunt . Sterile . Heart . Beat . Murmur . Mewl . Dog . Hum . Stale
Roles : Assidumate, Autpiloteer, Medicine Taker, Paranoia Manager
— THE DINING HALL
Comfort Foods : Any sort of meat, Prefers pork or steak, especially when it’s heavily seasoned
Comfort Items : Thrifted Stuffed animals, especially those that feel hand made; it feels a sort of kinship with them.
Personality : An opportunist. Despite its off-putting exterior, It tries to be friendly and social, always willing to help out in whatever way possible.
Mr.Park brings the entity towards the garden, speaking to it in a firm but graceful manner; "You’re who we hired to help clean up, yes?" He continues once the thing beside him nods. "please, Start out here. Some of our guests have made quite the mess, I’d hate my beautiful roses to die by their litter.."
Something unfamiliar shambles in. Humanoid is gracious of a description; clearly it is here for the ball regardless.
It thumps every step it takes, heavy-footed. Pausing on its way to the left hall, it takes a moment to listen to the music, then carries on. It ducks into the master bedroom by mistake, eventually making its way to its true midway destination: the library.
There, it finds Mr. Park; for a moment it simply stands there, the unclear nature of its appearance leeching into the air around it. Finally, it makes a sound- it crackles like a radio, then speaks much the same.
"…The ballroom. Where is it..? I'm supposed… to meet the sextuplets… there." It shudders once the sound cuts, like speaking required a great effort.
(https://osomatsu.fandom.com/wiki/The_Sextuplets (osomatsu-kun if you can, non-canon characterization is okay); left hall, listen to the music, master bedroom, the library, the ballroom. lovely blog! thank you regardless)
Mr.Park turns to face the creature, giving a polite smile before speaking in a small voice, almost disappointed in himself. "I’m so sorry, dear guest, they don’t seem to be on the guest list.. We hope you’ll still be able to enjoy your time at the ball, once again, many apologies."