#dhq.task

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ALLISON KNOX :   tldr ;   little  red  riding  hood  with  a  spooky  balance  of  sultry  &  grisly  vibes ,   thanks  to  a  short  skirt   &   sfx  gashes  across  her  face .

UMA ATLANTICA :   tldr ;   a  homemade  pirate  complete  with  a  sword  &  hat  fit  for  a  captain .

EMILIE LE DOMAS :   tldr ;   a  custom  ordered  gothic  vampire  getup ,   fangs  included .   her  boys  decided  to  dress  as  matching  slashers .

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       — MASQUERADE ! PAPER FACES ON PARADE !

                        MASQUERADE ! HIDE YOUR FACE SO THE WORLD                         WILL NEVER FIND YOU !!                              halloween costumes 2020.

     ❛ SEKAAAAI de , ichiban ohime-sama !!      mou ,  ikiba ga nai wa kono koi no netsuryou . AHHHHH !!! ❜  — a black pleated polo , donned with a matching black skirt with teal tipping at the hem . misa’s taken as well to replicating the virtual idol’s teal tie , and modifying a megaphone she bought with the ‘ love is war ’ insignia upon it . and of course , what is she without a wig replicating the iconic teal pigtails ?? ( she also , being exactly who she is , has brought an additional pink dress & princess tiara just in case she wishes to swap from love is war to world is mine . )

    ❛ there’s a SHE - WOLF in your closet ; open up & set her free . ❜  — it’s not too much ; a simple pair of jeans , with a leather belt that has a wolf tail connected towards it . a white tank underneath red flannel , covered by a leather corset of sorts with multiple buckles . topped off by appropriate makeup , wolf ears , and a red , hooded cloak that shouts out to little red riding hood , zelda’s costume is the perfect sapphic werewolf for anyone to see .

   ❛ and i swear there’s a ghost on this island , and his hands are covered in blood . ❜  — typical PUNK attire : ripped jeans , a leather jacket with multiple pins & zippers . biker gloves & piercings in the ears he’s thankfully not allowed to close up , the only things that point to angel are the white cross hanging from his neck , the glittering halo , and false angel wings . angels are beings of good , and good is in the rebel youth , yes ??

   ❛ all rise , ting ting ! like glitter and gold . . ❜  — a red wine-shaded sheet has been made into its own tunic , a metal false bronze belt hanging at his waist . he has a few golden chains and bracelets , has covered his hands and neck and cheeks in body glitter of gold & plum . with a laurel upon his crown , items of an empty wine bottle and plastic grapes , he dons a pair of sunglasses as well to align with modern portrayals of the party god . . . . he can’t really tell you why he picked dionysus , except that he thinks he’s neat .

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     the house of mirrors had been more disorienting than hope had originally thought. perhaps it was from being in there for too long that caused her to trip over her feet and see double of everything when she walked out. knowing it was best to not walk around like this hope stepped off to the side to compose herself. something was different, she felt it, yet she did not understand it. slowly her vision was sharpening, returning to normal. there was a coldness on her chest when she had first walked out of the house of mirrors, she assumed it was just from being in the air condition, but that coldness still lingered. now so cold it almost burned. her hand went to her chest and felt a necklace, she peered down at the unfamiliar jewelry which she knew for sure she did not put on before leaving her house. the pendant looked to be an armor or maybe a shield, with the letter ‘m’ elegantly engraved on the center of it, wave like lines accompanied the top and bottom. she had never even seen it before, so how could that be? unless the house of mirrors disoriented her that much that she couldn’t even remember what jewelry she owned. it felt like there was a voice in her head telling her to never take it off. unnerved by it all she attempted to walk again and when she found she could walk without stumbling she went back to her house to sleep. 

     the next day hope woke feeling as exhausted as she felt last night. maybe she was getting sick, she concluded to herself. the splitting headache that became to form only furthered her assumption. it took an inner motivational speech to get her out of bed and make some tea, thinking it would help. it’s what her grandmother would do for her when she beginning to feel ill. once in the kitchen she filled the kettle with water and put it on the burner. her headache significantly worsened, her hand caught the edge of the counter for support as her vision went completely black. can a headache be so painful it could temporarily blind a person? her hand slipped and she felt the cold kitchen tile beneath her legs. 

     suddenly the tile became a wood floor and a little girl with auburn hair and blue eyes kneeled in the center of a circle made with sand. hope’s conscious mind knew the little girl was her. the same necklace that had appeared on her being after the house of mirrors was worn by her younger self. music was softly playing in the background, a metal bowl with water was in front of her, along with a notebook, and flowers. she wanted to see her dad for he had left her and she didn’t understand why, she missed him dearly and he had stopped writing and calling her. why would he leave her, why didn’t he want to see her, did he not love her anymore? this was the only way she knew how to see him. 

     with a snap of her fingers the candles around the outside of the circle came flickering to life. she swirled the dried up flowers in the bowl of water, her other hand hovered above, an incantation was said, she stood up on her feet, closed her eyes, and snapped her fingers once more. suddenly she was transported to a different room, there was blood, so much blood and bodies ripped apart. there was a man with his back turned toward her who had just ripped out a heart from a woman and held it out, unknowingly giving hope a perfect view of it. “dad,” hope called out to him and he turned, heart still in his hand, blood covered his face, hands, and clothing. his eyes softened briefly when seeing her, then turned into a look of regret and horror. “get out,” he screamed at her. hope felt so much fear and confusion and without arguing she shut her eyes tightly, snapped her fingers one last time, and returned to her bedroom.

     her vision came back to her as she sat on the kitchen floor, the tea kettle screaming, hope wasn’t sure if she was even breathing. quickly she got up and turned the burner off and moved the kettle aside. she slide down against the counter back to the floor, tucking her knees to her chest as she struggled to breathe. what was that? was the headache that strong it made her pass out and she dreamt of that, but why did it feel so real, as if it was a memory. she felt the emotions too strongly, as if it had happened yesterday, she remembers everything too perfectly, she can even recall the smells. there were countless emotions hitting her and it became too much, she felt as if she was going to explode. suddenly she felt something within her release, a powerful energy, and all the glass in the house, even the windows, shattered violently. fear like no other ripped through her. did she do that? no, no it had to be some freak accident she told herself, even though she knew she was lying to herself. her body was shaking as she stood and stared at the destruction around her. she needed to get out of here. now. she practically ran to the hooks by the door, grabbed her purse, and fled the house. 

[killerquccns]

LOVSERS - a Reddie playlist [listen]

a playlist for everyone’s  least  favorite angsty bois in love at Levins University.

001. TALK TOO MUCH – coin // 002. AFRICA – toto // 003. GORGEOUS – taylor swift // 004. SLEEPOVER – haykey kiyoko // 005. EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE – the police // 006. TAKE ME – aly & aj // 007. THINGS ILL NEVER SAY – avril lavigne // 008. LIGHTS DOWN LOW – julia michaels // 009. EDDIE MY LOVE – the teen queens // 010. GOTTA GO MY OWN WAY – vanessa hudgens & zac efron // 011. ISSUES – julia michaels // 012. TEE SHIRT – birdy // 013. YOUTH – troye sivan // 014. WITH OR WITHOUT YOU – u2 // 015. TRUE LOVE – p!nk ft. lily allen // 016. CRY BABY – the neighbourhood // 017. NOTHINGS GONNA HURT YOU BABY – cigarettes after sex // 018. JUST LIKE HEAVEN – the cure

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INCOMING_TASK_FROM_DIRECTEDHQ

Happy first task, y’all !! This will hopefully help some people get to know their characters better before we officially open !

Emmy’s death and the rumors of a serial killer have been the most excitement this campus has had for a long time. Whether you were one of the many who witnessed the blonde’s body on the clock tower or just saw the news on Twitter, you were doing something at that time and had some sort of reaction.

Your first task is to tell us where you were when Emmy’s body was found on move in day & what your reaction to the death / the idea of a serial killer running around campus is. You can write a self para, make an edit, or anything you want ! Can be as detailed or short as you would like. Make sure to tag it dhq.task1 when you’re finished ! Also please don’t forget to tag any triggers !!

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