#trident;halloween

[jacobtulach]

Noah said he looked like the ‘Brawny Man.’

Jacob rolled up the sleeves of his red plaid shirt, then he grabbed a stick to shift the wood a bit in the bonfire. He didn’t want to dress up, but he could see the disappointment in his youngest nephews eyes when he declared he wouldn’t, so he split the difference and decided to be a ‘lumberjack’ which was more or less how he usually dressed. Ocean waves lapped up against the shoreline, the last peek of sun dipping beneath the horizon and painting the sky and sea blue and pink and purple. A small speaker played music from a mystery playlist selected by Noah.

Maybe it was tasteless having a bonfire. Jacob didn’t care. He was not going to let the events of the past couple of weeks ruin bonfires for him. Jacob glanced up as he saw the first few people arrive. “Beers are in the blue cooler. If you want something else, check the red cooler.” The red cooler had hard liquor but no mixers. That wasn’t his problem. “Cups are there. Throw everything in the trash. If I see you littering, I’ll kick your ass.”

[aaronherzog]

Aaron wasn’t sure he wanted to go to the bonfire, but after a handful of shots, he was pretty much up for anything. He left Cassandra and Arielle with the bottle of vodka, quickly abandoning his given task of getting them drunk the moment he felt he had the mission accomplished. As he made his way toward the bonfire, a tall figure whose handsome face he recognized even silhouetted by the fire behind him. “Hallo, Nael.” The last time they ran into each other was the day of the fire, and Aaron didn’t hesitate to give the man a quick kiss on the cheek. This time he only offered a smile, and the age old question of the island: “Are you all right?”

@princenaelxdlf

[valkopetrov]

I Put a Spell on You { @noahgraves }

Valko couldn’t even begin to understand what was happening on this island anymore. One minute brought violence of the worst kind imaginable, and the next minute they were having a party to which he and everyone like him had received an invitation. He wondered if a party was all it was, or if more violence was in store. Rejecting the invitation had never crossed his mind. He had a sister to protect, and also he’d heard there would be a keg.

“I don’t understand why I have to wear an eye patch,” he complained. He picked at the raggedy, cartoonish costume he found himself dressed in. “Isn’t this just perpetuating stereotypes?”

[leciacardoza]

Midnight City @aaronherzog

Drinking seemed to be the main source of entertainment tonight. On the far side of the bonfire, where the nightly shadows danced along the edge of the firelight, Lecia sat all alone. She held a plastic cup from which she had not taken a sip. She watched with passing interest as a boisterous group nearby played some kind of drinking game which seemed to involve trading cups and knowing Adele lyrics. She couldn’t follow it well enough to pick up the rules.

She looked down at her own cup. At home she would have been among the first to protest the indecency of throwing a party in the wake of tragedy. Now she just wanted to fetch more firewood. Or sleep. She wet her bottom lip as she stared into the shallow depths of the beer. She was Infanta Lecia Belmira. She had not died in that dungeon, and she should not let these heinous pirates steal away that which made Lecia herself.

She startled when someone sat next to her, and spilled some of her drink.

“... Aaron.”

[aokardosarchive]

LOCATION: Pirate Lounge Halloween Party DATE: 10/24/2018 WITH: @claire-darby​

   Being at The Pirate Lounge with the other piratas felt odd. The ban had been temporarily lifted for the royals, which meant that they were allowed to venture into the bar without so much as a second thought. Unfortunately, it still did not shake off the weird vibes he was getting. None of it all felt right, really. None of it. 

   Here, the piratas were eagerly celebrating Halloween like nothing had just happened prior. Like no one had just died. But what more did Nael expect? These were the same people who were crying out for blood just after an empty villa went up into flames. What more did he expect?

   With that being said, Nael cautiously made his way around the party, wary with his movements. His costume was not much, seeing as dressing up as a Greek god wasn’t exactly ground-breaking, but he was working with what he had. After all, he did come to the party with one purpose in mind: to look for Claire. And with much luck, he would be able to find her, somehow. 

   Despite her warning, he was going to look and talk for her. Even if she didn’t want to. Fortunately for him, it was not a complicated feat. “Claire?”

[naughtyxprincessemira]

“Now thats what I call a costume.” Emira said as a way of greeting, as she walked up to stand next to Mia by the bonfire. Whilst the Turkish crown princess tried her best to be discreet, she was sure the English one would notice how her eyes kept slipping back to her long legs and then dance back up to her cleavage. She had to admit that she was impressed. So far Mia was the only one Emira had spotted who had such a well put together costume. “How’s your night been so far?” She asked with a calm smile and a curious tone. 

@emiliaadley

[gideondavies]

Gideon was not here to mingle.

A bottle of scotch in hand, Gideon poured himself a glass. He peeked over the bar. No water dropper? Fine. Gideon swirled the amber liquid in the glass and inhaled. Just because he was trapped on an uncharted island with filthy pirates and weak royals did not mean he couldn’t enjoy a halfway decent scotch.

Peering around the room, Gideon clocked two younger pirates playing cards in the corner, the idiot German prince doing shots with two bimbo princesses, and an array of royals and pirates in varying states of ‘dressed up’ for Halloween. Gideon did not participate. He wore what he wore when he arrived, as he usually did--a nice oxford and brown pants with a pair of boots.

A glint of shimmery green fabric (or maybe it was the lack of fabric?) caught his eye, and he had to do a double take to realize it was Rebekah dressed in a very skimpy costume. With fairy wings. Gideon made his way over to her, a curious furrow in his brow. “Rebekah. You look ridiculous.”

@princesserebekah

[iwasposeidon]

It was later in the evening when he found his way to the bonfire. He was getting a bit tired, of socializing more than anything else. He was thinking of slinking back to his villa to hide but there was still something he was planning on doing later. So when he spotted Jacob sitting around the fire, he headed straight to him.

He had started to feel rather comfortable around the Jupiter’s Fury captain. Enjoying his calm presence and easy conversation. He approached from the side, his back to the shadows, hands in his pockets and the white paint the only contrast against the darkness, “Hey Jacob, mind if I join you?”

@jacobtulach