#isles.event001

[justahumxn]

Mason was standing in the bar, looking around at all the lights and decorations, it was pretty intense, pretty too. He was still admiring everything when someone approached him, shoving a drink in his general direction. 

“Oh uh.. hi? I’m not old enough to drink.. I’m only eighteen.” He admitted softly, looking up from the sweet looking drink that was being offered to him. 

[leonidas-kimball]

Somehow, the days since arriving in the Isles had seemingly melded together. The people seemed nice enough making accommodations for everyone that had been brought to their lands, which so far seemed to be quite a few people, and with the Queen of the Dark Faye offering free costumes and inviting them to a Halloween ball, well, who was Dakota to decline. It wasn’t hard for her to decide on a costume as she had already had one picked out back home but the second the tailor had finished and allowed her to look, blown away would’ve been an understatement. Even now as she crossed the floor of the ballroom, she couldn’t help but feel like a literal goddess and up until she was able to spot the blonde hair she had been looking for she had enjoyed some small chit chat here and there with some of the locals that had been nice to her when she had first arrived. The brunette stopped beside the male, leaning back on her elbows against the bar top as she glanced over at him. “Ah so he can clean up nicely,” Koty teased, a smile forming across her lips. “And here I thought you’d never wash the dirt off.”

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[alphakage]

Trick, No Treat [Open]

Scott had not wanted to go to the alleged Halloween party hosted by fairy royalty. His mind still replayed the warnings locals had shared during his first few days in Avalon. However, his packmates and Derek’s sister seemed almost compelled to go... Looking himself in the mirror, he goofed around in order to calm himself down to no avail. 

The snarling wolf mask was itchy and was causing him to sweat buckets, but it completely concealed his identity, so the werewolf tried to deal with it the best he could. Even at the masquerade ball, the Alpha managed to stay in a corner, having scanned the entirety of their surroundings and staying closest to the best spot one could use as an escape. He didn’t eat anything, nor drank anything---he had more than enough experience with people being drugged or immobilized at crowded party, sometimes weaponizing beverages against their guests. 

Still, none of his caution helped. As his gaze moved from the crowd to the Moon and the night sky, his mind back in his Beacon Hills home, Scott began to feel... odd. Before he had more time to think, chaos broke and the werewolf went forth. “This way!” he called at the nearest person, motioning towards the hidden exit route he had found. 

[theisles-stiles]

Chaos had broken out, people had started to act off during the night and suddenly a creature had barged in on the party. 

Stil- Red wasn’t sure if the creature was one of the people at the party who had turned or if it was real. A deep urge within him told him to find his grandmother, to keep her safe and he ignored the small voice inside his mind telling him that something was wrong and that he did not have to worry about his grandmother or the wolf that he had seen at some point. 

Looking around amidst the chaos, he noticed someone stumbling and immediately reached for them to steady them. “Are you alright?”

[leonidas-kimball]

“Aphrodite,” she admitted, glancing down at her costume. “You know... The Greek Goddess of love and sexual desire. I’ve always had an interest in Greek Mythology for some reason.”

[ozzykenner]

Magus decided to set up a makeshift booth of his own, sketching folks in spooky scenes making their costume’s look like their real life depictions. Papers stacked and charcoal in hand he gestures to the seat in front of him, “Please, it’ll only be a few moments for a lifetimes worth of creation. Don’t be shy.” He always found that recreating things from the real world were far more difficult than that of things made up in his head, no one can tell him that the dog breathing fire with the body of a bird was wrong because only he had seen it in mind’s eye but the image of their great love? Of their favorite spot on the isles, those were things that people could study and pin-point mistakes. “A face like that should be immortalized don’t you think?”

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[ozzykenner]

Magnus as Fire nations Zuko, the burned section of his face is the mask

[abilunaeclipse]

Queen Eliza as a valkyrie