#mib:event

[agentvee-blog1]

Don’t ask why V already owned a skin-tight leather jump suit and thigh high boots- she wasn’t even sure herself, but she had always known it would come in handy one day. She had purchased a black mask and pair of ears on the way to HQ, and voilà, Cat Woman was born. “I can’t wait to see who takes it overboard this year. It’s the best party of office parties, honestly.” She said conversationally to the person next to her. 

[agentzee-blog]

“Why the hell am I even here?” Z muttered as another costumed MIB staff walked past him, all the while the Worms dressed up as the Ghostbusters were manning the DJ booth. Z downed his whiskey in one go and began to look for a window of opportunity to slip out. He promised he’d do one drink, and since his glass was empty, it was time to leave.

[agentgg-blog1]

Her costume was nothing special. Jeans, a striped jumper, black beanie hat, and a mask made out of an old pair of tights. Burglars were scary, right? Despite her  half-assed attempt to look the part, GG couldn’t feel more out of place. She would much rather be in down in tech, or at home, or anywhere but here. “Aren’t we all a little old to be celebrating Halloween?” she complained out loud. 

[agcnttango-blog]

         “I wouldn’t drink that if I were you.” She’d been lingering by the punch bowl for a few minutes, now away from the main engagement of the Halloween party but close enough to the fray to make it not so obvious that she was avoiding it. T didn’t mind office parties so much, but it got loud when liquor was involved and she had a harder time processing the din when Worms were involved. “One of the little Annelids came by and sneakily slipped something silvery into it a little while ago.”

[mibhq-blog1]

       Hello, Agents! It’s that time of year again— Halloween. Which means two things for us here at MiB: an influx of extra terrestrial sightings, and the annual MiB Halloween office party! Food and drinks will be provided by the Annelids, so proceed with caution, and there will be some party games. I’m certain we will be seeing no shortage of Tricks as well as Treats this year, but let us not repeat the mistakes of the past... I’m looking at you, Agents I and A. 

       The festivities will take place in the BL2 rec room, though all of headquarters has been made festive. Costumes are encouraged, but you are not to wear them into HQ from the surface level entrance. Please refrain from wearing speciesist and racist costumes. This will not be tolerated at MiB, and will result in a written reprimand. I cannot wait to see you all there in your spooky finest!                                                                                                                     — Q

ooc information under the cut

It’s our first event! An office Halloween party! Hosted by the Worms aka the Annelids. They will be providing a lot of junk food, candy, as well as smuggled booze. There will be music, party games, and tricks & treats.

The event will run on the dash from October 30th until November 1st, spanning 3 days 

Please pause your non-event threads during this time.

Feel free to post ooc posts or muse posts about your character’s costume should they get dressed up. ◦ Have fun and Happy Halloween from the MiB admin team! 

You may tag event related posts with mib:event

[agcntjj-blog]

jj didn’t want to admit it, but she was scared. boglodites were some of the worst creatures imaginable. she didn’t fear many aliens, but they were definitely in her top five. she’d never met one, thankfully, and she was glad that, as a species, they were nearly at an end. what she couldn’t understand, was how blase everyone seemed to be. agent i was one of the top agents with one of the best partners, but he’d gotten captured. which meant none of them were safe. which didn’t mean she wasn’t about to go chasing after these deadly, deadly aliens armed only with her wit and a noisy cricket. she looked to the agent besides her. “w...we’re gonna get him back, right? no agents left behind? or... do we not negotiate with terrorists?”

[mibhq-blog1]

Sirens blare within headquarters. Heads turn, extra terrestrial immigrants look around in alarm. The clerks urge them to calm, casting glances up at the massive screen at the end of the room. Some look up at Q’s glass office above the bull pen, but she isn’t there. She walks up the center aisle of the bullpen, right up to the twins manning the computer. “What is this time?” Q asks, her voice exasperated.

The twins work quickly. The masterfeed switch to that of an orbiting satellite. A massive saucer, dark and menacing, blots out the moon. “Oh hell,” Q swears. “Boglodites.” She turns to face the room. “Alright, people, look alive! We have a twenty-three-nineteen.” The twins set to work enacting the protocal. “Thanks to the ArcNet, we don’t have to worry about an invasion just yet,” Q explains, turning to face the room. “But Boglodites are not to be fucked with. Have they made any demands?”

Idikudip raises a long, teal finger to the screen. “Oh,” she says, reading the Bogloditian message ticking across the screen as the twins translate it. “Resistance is futile, you will be destroyed. So, nothing new,” she shrugs, unconcerned. “Weren’t Agents I and A assigned to a Boglodite case? Following up on those Boglodite eggs someone found in the Brooklynn tunnel― oh for fuck’s sake!”

WE HAVE THE HUMAN DESIGNATED AGENT I. LOWER THE ARCNET, RETURN OUR EGGS, AND AGENT I WILL NOT BE HARMED.

“Well, that just isn’t realistic. Alright, agents.” She turns to address the room. “All ships are grounded. Nothing leaves this planet. Our man is still on Earth, but we have to make sure he stays here. Agents! Find those damn eggs, and rescue that fool Agent I.”

“W̶̫͕͈̘̠̅̑̔̚h̴̘͓͑̀̀̎ȃ̸̖̀͠t̶̰͚͆͛̏͘͘ ̴͉͉̜̰̍̒̽ơ̷̢̺̈͘̕͝f̷͚͆̒́͒ ̴̗̐̅̚͝t̸͍͈̺͉̂̏͌̿h̷͖̅̀̾ẽ̶͇̞̊̉̽ ̸̧̙͋̏̾̎͂b̸̘̋ơ̶̝̤̬̈́͂g̵̻̖̰͔̻̈̕͝l̶̫͑͊͑͘͝ơ̶̞̞̟̟̯͗̀̽d̵̨̙͕͓̍̄͊̓̓͜ĩ̶̡̧͔̺̖t̵͕͙̦̮̽̅͜ë̴̡̜̗̭̥́̚͘ ̴͓̟͓̩̄͐̑͝ͅs̸̲̟̆͆̏h̵͇̅i̸͎͓̋̆̆̇p̵͎̫̘̞̖̅̈͝?̵̨̥͔̊͗” Asks Bob.

“Make it seem like we’re cooperating, but charge the ArcNet repulsor array. We’ll show them what happens when you threaten the Earth.”

OOC information under the cut:

You heard the chief! Drop all your cases as this takes priority. Welcome to our first Doomsday event!

Agent I was last spotted with Agent A following a suspect into the Brooklyn Heights Townhouse subway exit.

You’ll have to pause any threads you have pre-event, but only temporarily. You can pick them up again when it’s over.

Despite the dire nature of this event, the world at large has no idea what’s going on, though there have been reports of people seeing some strange celestial phenomena.

Not only do agents have to work to find Agent I, his captors, and the Boglodite eggs, they must prevent a public panic.

The Boglodites can’t get through the ArcNet, but they can cause problems in orbit or inspire a panic.

Boglodites are some of the most destructive aliens in the galaxy. An attack by them would truly be devastating. The fact that there are any on Earth is cause for alarm.

Boris the Animal is still secure in LunarMax and not involved with this event.

Teamwork makes the dream work! Chief Q cannot activate the ArcNet repulsor array until Agent I is secure.