#eventstarter

[jasonmacavoy]

location: blackwell gala for: anyone! @thefallstart

This wasn't typically Jason's scene, too swanky and posh for his less refined and more barbaric tastes. He was more of a dive-bar kind of guy, perfectly content with a large pint of Pabst Blue Ribbon and a Marlboro Red stuck between his lips. If was going to go out, that's what he'd want. Nothing fancy, just a shit ton of cheap beer and a couple of smokes in his honor.

But tonight had nothing to do with him. He was simply on call, and for all intents and purposes working, positioned at the side of his gang like any good, little soilder would be. Jason didn’t ask questions either. He just did as he was told and carried out his 'errands' with pride and a sense of discipline — well it always started out that way anyway.

He hadn't lasted more than twenty minutes, a personal best for the ex-fighter, before all this being on his best behavior bullshit had earned him a drink. Jason had spotted an empty chair at the bar and just as he reached for the seat, another did the same.

"Yo, I was here first."

[felixthegoodboy]

Barkin’ At The Ball

Felix was not used to this type of thing. These heavy clothes, the big crowds, the loud orchestra music, all of it was so overwhelming to him. Usually he was so up for meeting lots of people but this was just too much at once. He felt a soft whimper escape him as he looked around nervously, trying to find someone he recognized, someone who looked safe or even the exit.

 His eyes then locked on a server handing out drinks of some sort. He decided maybe he just needed to hydrate, maybe that would help him calm down. He quickly grabbed what he thought was juice and downed it so fast he barely tasted it. It wasn’t until after he finished that he made a face. That wasn’t grape juice. It was a taste he had never experienced before. Is this what alcohol tasted like? He was now curious and wanted to try more. He put down his first glass on a random table and went to the server to grab two more, downing them just as quickly as the first. Each glass making him feel more and more relaxed, and the faces he made after downing them began to subside.

Though he was feeling more relaxed now, he also began to feel a little tipsy. Now this was a new experience for Felix. He smiled softly as he began to feel a little wobbly, his mind starting to get a little fuzzy. Maybe now would be the perfect time to try and make friends. He grabbed another glass before moving over to the first person he saw, wobbling a little as he walked. He tugged lightly on their costume “Excuse me...? Would you like a glass of this weird tasting juice?” he asked, offering the glass of wine to the person in front of him

Felix’s costume

[ofmagicalessence]

Zatanna was freaking out without her powers. So of course she did what she always did, she distracted herself by trying to help others. She took one of the guns Jason had left for “emergencies.” Even after they broke up she kept it there, for no other reason than not knowing what to do with it...and that included shooting it. But how hard could it be? Jim Gordon could do it. Now she was here on the streets, ushering people inside and underground. it was the safest place to be. Seh heard a growl and turned. “well here goes nothing.” she said went to fire the gun, but it didn’t move. “oh fuck. how the hell do i turn off a safety?” @assemblestarter​

[elizabeth-archibald]

Elizabeth looked herself in the mirror and smiled, it was their first event at the club and that made her feel nervous, specially because she knew how hard people worked for this first class ball. A knot was made on her stomach as she made the final touches to her dress and masquerade. Checking herself again in the mirror, she then grabbed her clutch and went downstairs to see who was already there.

[charlottepierce]

Charlotte has woke up that day not feeling well. However, she put herself on the back burner and the event at the forefront. After getting the room ready and making sure the decorators did the job the right way, she went and got herself dressed. Thankfully she did not plan on dressing up too fancy and having her hair done. Normally she would have but this time she just didn’t quite feel like it. Running her hands over her dress smoothing out the wrinkles, she smiled brightly at the patrons outside before stepping inside. There was no hiding who she was even with the mask. Stepping up, she ordered a glass of water from the bartender and leaned against the counter and turned to the person next to her, “Enjoying yourself so far?”

[bitemychains]

All for a Ring | LOTR

Víbora felt like she was waking up, but it was... different. It was like coming to a dream but not being asleep. She was just coming to. A painfully bright sun filtered through her still blurred vision as she heard the faint sound of birds and falling leaves. Was she left outside? That would actually be a first time, surprisingly, since arriving to Covaire.

"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old... you've been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor." An unfamiliar voice sounded through her ears, much to her confusion.

Summoned? Threat? What the fuck is Mordor?

As her vision returned, she blinked in surprise, finding herself not in her cell or left passed out in the Château yard, but actually sitting straight up in a chair, in a semi circle with other people, like some sort of AA meeting. That is, if she was at an AA meeting with a DnD theme night. Everyone present was dressed in some sort of Medieval garments, and looking down at herself, she was also in a gown fitting the occasion. It was long and silky and a rich shade of green with brown embroidery. Probably the most modest thing she has worn in years.

"Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite, or you will fall. "Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom." Continued the man and Víbora looked at him. Tall. Long brown hair. Fancy Medieval clothing. Weird circlet. Elf ears? After his tragic sounding spiel, he turned to a rather child sized man with large feet. "Bring forth the ring, Frodo."

Frodo? That name sounds familiar...

The child-man stood up and walked to the center table and laid what looked to her like a simple golden band on it before retreating to his seat. The ring garnered small gasps and stares and while, initially, she didn't see the big deal, but felt something... off about the ring. Like dark whispers calling out to her crueler side, telling her to steal it and kill whoever stopped her. It was mild, but still noticeable. Seeing others oddly entranced as well, she blinked in confusion and looked around, hoping for any clue as to what's happening.

Where the hell was she?

[divya-koshal]

“Heres to having a goodnight and supporting a good cause.”

[wandering-spiritash]

A masquerade ball wasn’t something Tony really thought he would enjoy. However he made an appearance for the sake of being the lawyer for the club. How horrible would it be that he didn’t show up? It also gave him a reason to dress to impress especially when he had someone to impress now. He straightened his tie then entered the building the ball was being held in. His eyes were scanning for a certain red head, but he would mingle with other people. He hated that he couldn’t have arrived with Riley, but the circumstances behind their relationship was rather unorthodox and not something that would have set well with many people especially their parents if it would have been discovered. “Well they outdone themselves here didn’t they?” He asked the person next to him, as his eyes scanned the ballroom and all the guests.