#yatesevent002

[carmenpeck]

( + 1 notification from snapchat ) carmen  👑 

➥ w/ @tannerisaacs & @darbyalbright

[yateshq]

The Stanley Hotel. Infamous for serving as the set of The Shining––you’ll see it on every list of Top 10 Most Haunted Places in America!––and has a reputation for leaving its guests prone to nightmares weeks after their visit. Rumors has it that the ghost of maid Elizabeth Wilson still haunts Room 217, the exact room where Stephen King got the idea for his novel. That spiral staircase in the lobby? A staff member coined it “The Vortex”; a slew of terrified guests claim it’s a superhighway for the spirits residing in the hotel. If I were you, I’d watch my step. 

The best traditions are born of ‘happy’ accidents. After a Kincaid student nearly burned down the Winthrop building in 1992, the Stanley Retreat––now just called ‘FRIGHT NIGHT!’––was conceived by some of the more macabre students as away to promote unity and harmony between the societies. Now every spring, each society at Yates foots the bill to fly all of its members out to Colorado to spend a weekend in the Stanley Hotel, renting out the entire building and allowing students free rein. And the time has come again... are you ready for FRIGHT NIGHT?

WHAT: FRIGHT NIGHT! is an annual event hosted (and funded) by the Yates societies. Think of it as a homecoming of sorts, except the game is wreck as much expensive furniture as you can and the celebration stretches for three consecutive days. 

COSTUMES: A more recent FRIGHT NIGHT! development is the costume contest. Starting around 2003, the Yates students all gather in the MacGregor Ballroom for a Halloween celebration mid-May. 

WHERE: The Stanley Hotel, somewhere in Colorado. 

WHEN: Thursday, May 14th at 2 PM to Sunday, May 17th at 5 PM. The discord event will either occur Friday or Saturday, and we will send out a poll to determine when!

[roryclxrk]

Rory had wondered around the lot, people watching and snacking on her favorite carnival food, she threw in a few spiked lemonades and could feel that parts of her body were starting to tingle. The blonde stopped in her tracks, tossing an empty cup into the trash bin before looking up at the ferris wheel as the bright lights drew her attention “i’m not like scared of heights or anything...but remember that scene in Mighty Joe Young? I am scared of getting trapped up there.” 

[yateshq]

FRIENDS! Comrades! Lovers! Our IC discord event is beginning! Come message us if you’re not in the event discord and would like to be! But other than that, you all know the drill! I’ll see you on the other side, cowboy.

[elliealdenkamp]

“please tell me you’ve had one of these,” ellie exclaimed as she threw an arm around celest’s shoulder. in her free hand was her freshly refilled hydro flask, full to the brim with vodka lemonade. she was entirely aware that the container—and, not to mention, the high waisted denim and cami bodysuit that clung to her body—made her look like some sort of VSCO girl, but if you weren’t emulating that or euphoria in some way tonight, were you really into the carnival? “come on, take a sip. how’s it going?”

@celcst​

[elliealdenkamp]

after a few hours working the ring toss, elizabeth was finally able to tear herself away. luckily, she’d managed to make the booth a good time—largely due to the “underground beer pong tournament” she’d pulled off—but there was much of the carnival she hadn’t seen yet. she had a lot of ground to cover... after she got another lemonade refill. so a few minutes in line and she was good to go, turning over her shoulder to immediately find a familiar face passing by. “is—is that felix lesser? alone?” she called out, a smile tugging at her lips as she took a few steps in his direction. “i never thought i’d live to see the day. hey, have you gone on the ferris wheel yet?”

@felixlcsser​

[elliealdenkamp]

had ellie had too much to drink? if you asked her, the answer would be an enthusiastic no. she’d make up a fumbling excuse on the fly—something about how she’d had funnel cake some time ago or was running around so much she’d probably sweat the alcohol out already. but if you asked the person she bumped into on her way towards the fortune telling booth? they’d likely tell you differently. a gasp left elizabeth as her shoulder collided with the other, a hand landing on their shoulder to steady herself. “oh,god, sorry—” once she’d gained her footing, the girl looked up, wide eyes meeting elias’. her stomach dropped at the sight. seriously? “sorry about that.” she offered him a small, apologetic smile before looking around for a reason to rush off.

@elisalvatore​

[anitangel]

The carnival had barely just begun and it was already an eventful time for Anita. She knew she should be happy, enjoying the newfound freedom that being in a fake relationship was affording her, but she somehow felt worse than she had before this all began. She had strayed away from the dunk booth, wanting some space to herself for a while. She hid behind one of the noisier carnival rides, hoping no one would find her. Music was blasting through the carnival grounds, and she swayed gently by herself, alcohol pulsing through her system. "COOOOME ON EILEEN!" It came out in a slur as she raised her eleventh spiked lemonade to her lips, chugging it down quickly. As she did so, a glint of silver caught her attention, Flo's present adorning her wrist. Before she could even digest her own emotions, tears slid down her cheeks, body still swaying clumsily to the music. She would've stayed that way, in a trance of her own, if the image of someone in her peripheral vision hadn't scared her. She jumped back, dropping her drink. "What the fuck? Are you stalking me?"