#Event: Masquerade Ball

[anikabooker]

where,  — masquerade ball / part II closed  — @lcblanc @bookedrevenge

She did the only thing she knew how to do, despite this situation being far from her calculations: she looked for exit signs and escape routes. Scanned her brain for all the possible paths she could take to flee, because what Markus pulled out his sleeve was unfamiliar but the ache in her chest was not.

Good that she was tracking the fucker — follow his every move, for as long as the spell was active.

Chaos errupted around her — bodies slamming into one another, blood splashing on the marble floor, masks now off, weapons drawn. Eyes big, and on fire burned through every man — in hope, of finding her father. Alas, he was nowhere in sight, and she cursed having him in this town, in the first place. With him gone — fleeing would be easy, killing would be even easier and her concious would not be clouded by worry.

Anika couldn't leave — not without him.

Dagger out, swiftly held by her side; the tip of the blade hidden beneath the ends of her dress, she pushed past a figure, "Move." she mouthed, dazed. There was smoke in her lungs, and it was drying her insides causing for her voice to become less hunter, and more mortal.

[matteolazkano]

where,  — masquerade ball closed  — @moonpains

A pat fell on his shoulder, with the heaviness and warmth of a father who's just managed to drag their kid out to socialise, for once. And that kid has even managed to put on a suit, Matteo's mouth instantly shaping into a congratulatory smile. "Well done, August!" he let his hand rest for a while.

His other hand was busy with his second drink — something much lighter than he was usually having. "Glad you could make it." he'd continue to say that if the younger wolf phoned a couple of people, he'd surely find a date, but Matteo wasn't good at that talk, and his own dating life was a trainwreck ever since he lost his wife.

"Don't go too hard at the bar, okay?" because they never new, among a crowd like that, who was lurking for a pray. Hard at the bar — that only reminded him to check on Liam too. His next words came out in a lower voice, "We don't know who's out there."

[the-smallest-star]

Can't get away from it... he was sent in a limo. If he was going he had to go in style, so after handing over his invite he headed inside.

[bitt3rsweetsn0w]

i need them to stay alive :,)

[helluvahell]

" YOU ARE SO SHITTING ME! I have been waiting for a half decent dance partner this entire goddamn time, fuck yes! "

[gethellbcnt-m]

❝ do i have drugs ? i'm made of drugs, love. but just know : i'm not responsible for what happens to you, later... still want a hit ? ❞

[diadxrling]

Dia's Ball outfit!

Since I can not draw I can only provide Pictures, I hope you still enjoy though!

Her Hair and mask: Yes she did color her hair and add extensions

Her dress and shoes:

This look is much cuter then what she is used to wearing but Dia wanted to step out of her comfort zone.

[fzrticv]

@the-delightful-temptation [cont]

Fizzarolli had already gotten hold of a small notebook, getting down some ideas. He is no fashion designer but it always helped to try and scribble something done.

Not that he would follow it much once they find stuff, but getting something to fit Fizz's aesthetic always needs some work.

" hah! Certainly ~ , but are you gonna give small oz a chance to shine? Or you gonna just tower over everyone" This is a simple question. With it being a masquerade ball. Ozzie would kinda stick you being as big as he was.

" Also, wanna match the color or are we gonna do our own thing? Also, Masks gonna be a challenge..hmm...would like something to cover my nose too ~ be funny if people don't know who you are "

"OH! And I need a costume too .. or maybe I can reuse something..." if he only could recall if he had a fitting costume in his closet it be helpful.

[infernal-feminae-archived]

@strikers-saloon​ liked for a Masquerade Ball starter!  

“Um, e-excuse me, s-sir? You’re not s-supposed to be back here...” The hellhound nervously called out to the cowboy once she spotted him in an area off limits to the guests. She just assumed he had accidentally got turned around trying to find the bathrooms or something. The palace could be rather confusing to navigate.

“Are you lost? I can direct you back to the ballroom if you’d like?”

[anikabooker]

where,  — masquerade ball closed  — @nsilocastillon

She could already picture the self-satisfied smirk on the vampire's lips. Nsilo would be pleased to know, Anika did not find something better than her offer in those two weeks of time left for contemplating, weather an unlikely ally in the eyes of Castillon would be anything else but trouble.

That rational part of her was telling Anika to back off — find another way, or better yet, forget the whole thing all together. Stop chasing after fucking ghosts and settle on something real — the beasts plaguing this place, at least those ones were close, here — just at an arms reach. Protect the living, don't avenge the dead, she tried to remind herself.

But even thinking about it, her anger went from simmering to boiling.

Nsilo wasn't difficult to spot — one of the few wearing red tonight. She's been keeping watch of her. Discreetly, of course.

And so the hunter moved slowly, to come stand by the other's side — elbows touching. "I've got something for you." she spoke, eyes on the marble wall across from them. Her free hand unclasped the watch on her wrist, revealing the mark she no longer needed hidden.

"You asked for something from that night." a beat, "It's not mine. But it will have to do." she clutched the thing, hard as if letting go would physically hurt her. Like feeling your fingertips slip holding on to the edge of a cliff, plummeting only a moment away.

Anika waited for the vampire's palm to open, before dropping it, for she had a few conditions.

[matteolazkano]

where,  — masquerade ball / part II closed  — @kellybites

Matteo was disorientated; almost delirious from the amount of pain he was in. Whenever he urged the ones in his path to run, he couldn't even recognise his voice. It didn't sound like his own, but a broken, disrupted version of it, like coming out of a beaten down radio. Red eyes roamed the corridors for something, anything he could focus on enough to try and clear his vision. Where the hell are you, Marcia? Fingers, tipped with claws leaned against the walls, supporting his already heavy and tired body, tearing through the marble leaving rubble behind. He was barely able to escape Liam, without tearing him apart — his voice, his face already distant enough for him to recognise, even if met with him again. The cursed wolf that was crushing his mortal soul had no family, no friends — nothing he held dear. All he saw was red, all he felt was never ending, infuriating pain. In his last moments of lucidity, he struggled to find his alpha. She was his only chance — the only one who's managed to bring him back, before.

Instead, a woman stumbling too close to him. Unfamiliar face, eyes big and staring into the burning yellow of his own. Claws reached for her, teeth bigger than his mouth could contain — "Run — " a beasty sound, erupting from the back of his throat, a warning that barely managed to make it past his sharp teeth — the last of his sanity slipping with the words.

[the-smallest-star]

@hellshoard

His arms easily wrapped around the other Sin, pulling him close as he let out a low purr, "When's the last time we EVER got to celebrate this type of fun? Hm? Come on, Mam, have a little bit of holiday fun

Mammon was still very salty over Fizzarolli, although Ozzie and him had known each other since Hell began it didn't stop him from being grouchy. "I can have fun, just not YOUR type of fun lip locker." He huffed wiggling one of his many arms free to prod them on the beak, "Now stop squeezing me, I ain't an overgrown stuffy."

[hellshoard]

@qveenofgluttony | @infernal-feminae open mic night.

[Chorus] I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak

[Verse 1] I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff type He go and make breakfast You walkin' round naked I might just text you Turn your phone over When it's all over, no settlin' down My text go to your screen, you know better than that I come around when you least expect me I'm sittin' at the bar when your glass is empty You thinkin' that this song's comin' on to tempt me I need to be alone like the way you left me

You start callin'; you start crying I come over; I'm inside you I can't find you, the girl that I once had But the sex that we have isn't half bad Text say that "It's not fair" That's code for "He's not here" And I'ma flirt with this new girl And I'ma call if it don't work So we fuck 'til it come to conclusions All the things that we thought we were losin' I'm a ghost, and you know this That's why we broke up in the first place, 'cause

[Chorus] I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak

[Verse 2] It's late-night Thursday I know that you heard me But you don't want the same thing Hmm, well, two can play that game So I'm chillin' with my girlfriend But she not my real girlfriend She got a key to my place but She not my real girlfriend Stupid, so dummy Say the wrong thing, and wrong girls come runnin' I'm paranoid that these girls want somethin' from me And it's hard to make a dime go one-hunnid And my dude freakin' out over a worse fate She on time, but she late for they first date 'Cause he went and tried out a new condom Slipped off in a threesome, good problems? Right? Wrong Askin' 'em if she'd wanna play games We the Super Smash Brothers, but none of 'em you I miss the sex where you kiss whenever you through Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two I was wrong, but would you have listened to you? Uh, you were crazy I got a heart, but the art of choking's Only thing girls want when you in that smoke and light

[Chorus] I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak

[Verse 3] So we're done? This the real shit? We used to hold hands like field trips I'm a jerk, but your dude is a real dick I read his posts on your wall, and I feel sick He ain't cool, he ball and all that But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps You couldn't wait to date I'm goin' straight for your thighs like the cake you ate I give a fuck about the niggas that you say you ate You know that I’m the best when I’m a-fake-tionate I'm the best that you had, face it J. and Keyshia are related: racist I give you money; then you burn me (Bernie), then you made off (Madoff) She ain't a killer, but she'd fuckin' blow your head off I know he wonderin', "What the fuck you hidin'?" That we dated like raps about Bin Laden; ayo, fuck this Are we datin'? Are we fuckin'? Are we best friends? Are we somethin' In between that? I wish we never fucked, and I mean that

[Outro] But not really You say the nastiest shit in bed, and it’s fuckin’ awesome

[king-of-wrath]

What's Satan attending the masquerade ball as?

Last year, he went as the Egyptian God Horus, but he decided to keep that "divine theme" for this year's

[helluvahell]

　" Okay. My turn. "

　Nero leaps up onto the stage with a grin as the music kicks up. Performance may not be his strong suit, but the attention is all he really needs to make his voice rise in his throat.

　" Bring to me your sons and daughters... 'cause absinthe makes the heart grow fonder... No, I don't care what momma says! You'll wind me up or you'll wind up dead! " Music quiets, lights go low, " I don't care what momma says. "

　He twirls with a flourish, detaching the skirt-like train from his waist and sending it cascading into the audience as the music rises again.

　" I don't believe whatever this is! Until you burn all of the witches! I won't believe whatever this is! Whatever they give you, stop drinking it down! " The microphone is pulled from its stand and he trots excitedly into the audience, his gait turning sultry, seductive, as the music winds down again.

　As he continues, Nero pauses at the sides of onlookers, claws caressing cheeks and chins and curling into hair. " If I were you, then I'd stop talking... 'cause soon you'll be a dead man walking. I don't care what momma says! You'll wind me up or you'll wind up dead! " He spots one particular audience member, climbing expertly up to their eye level with the help of one of the tables, and pulls them in close. " I don't care what momma says. "

　A spin, a stomp, hips moving quite purposefully in front of his chosen bystander. " I don't believe whatever this is! Until you burn all of the witches! I won't believe whatever this is! Whatever they give you, stop drinking it down! " When the music slows again, he drops rather precariously down onto his backside, arching his back to sprawl across the table.

　" I hear voices, I see visions. These spirits are your prison. I hear voices, I see visions. These spirits are your prison! " And he's up again, strutting back up through the crowd and back to the stage.

　" I don't believe whatever this is! Until you burn all of the witches! I won't believe whatever this is! Until you burn all of the witches! I don't believe whatever this is... "

　And he ends his performance with a low bow.

@qveenofgluttony

[gethellbcnt-m]

@ladiesofhell

It's time ! and he's so, so nervous ! there's not a chance in this life or the next that Wally is going to bail, though -- not with Verosika by his side. she already looks so stunning, jaw-droppingly so in her dress ! and the suit she had gotten him fits him snugly ; his hair is done up and out of his face, mustache preened and proper, and he's donning a mask to match hers..

It is a masquerade, after all. it's kind of the point !

❝ you look amazin', darlin.. ❞