#vixere:event

[iiceandfire]

come to the party, jon. it’ll be a good time, jon. they’ll always be swayed by their mother’s sweet tone, convincing them of doing even the most menial of tasks --- as if getting dressed up to attend a wedding where a majority of the guests were people of the city’s underbelly was a chore. jon is here because his mom asked him to, simple as that. 

but just as jon was getting good at blending into the corners of the venue with his cache of liquor taken from waiters, his mother surprises him once again. lyanna dropped him off at the entrance before the ceremony, telling him to join his cousins, and hadn’t returned until now. jon can see why.  ‘ ah, ’  they grumble, bringing up the glass to hide their face,  ‘ does anyone know the stealthiest way out of here ? or at least a paper bag i can shove my head into ? ’

[arrynsrobert]

He didn’t want to be there. In fact, the very last place he wanted to be was mingling with King’s Landing’s elite. How pathetic this whole thing was, so soon after the murder of his mother and they were all pretending like nothing had changed. Just another ordinary evening in King’s Landing, another boy orphaned without a second glance. As he sipped from his complimentary glass of champagne (slowly, he wasn’t willing to give money to anyone or anything that he couldn’t completely trust) - he let his eyes wander the room. Enemies, all of them. Unless someone could prove themselves a friend.

[vixerehq]

there’s an unassuming house on an unassuming street, with a locked red door and memories bittersweet. a stranger, a mobster, and a marked man storm inside for a drink. who won’t be getting up again? white lace, champagne, roses and rings. you can dress up a crime, but you can’t take down the king. my darling, my darling. look outside. isn’t it peaceful? isn’t it hateful? it reminds me of you. go down the rabbit hole, just for one night. don’t you trust me, my darling, did i give you a fright? not all that glitters is gold, it’s not. but sometimes it is, and it’s starting to rot. something borrowed, something blue –– don’t look now, he’s right behind you. you should have run. it’s too late now.

VIXEREHQ’s very first event will be taking place this coming week and will span from sunday, june 14th to sunday, june 28th. because of this, activity checks will begin from tuesday. if you would like your muse(s) to be included in the plot drop, just react or reply to this post !!! and if you have any questions whatsoever, don’t hesitate to contact the main. 

[oftybolt]

A large social circle was something he’d always made a point of having, whether friends or simple acquaintances. He knew that the carefully constructed web of allies that he’d build could shrink just as easily and so he was constantly trying to add to his numbers. It had been made his mission years ago for every person he spoke to to leave under the illusion that he truly cared about what they had to say. For the most part he did when opinions and insights tended to be useful, the right information could lead to a new angle that could be the key to unlocking the future he wanted. So he paid attention, acutely so, waiting for something useful whilst knowing that allies of any sort were irreplaceable. 

The glimpse of silver hair out of the corner of his eye is enough to catch his attention while he waits to be served, easy charm radiating from his smile as he speaks. “Daenerys, it’s good to see you.” There’s perhaps a fondness in his voice or at the very least a small amount of admiration when there was no doubting her talents. “How have you been?”

@ignigcna​

[ofmargaery]

Margaery Tyrell at the surprise wedding of Lysa Arryn & Petyr Baelish

[wclfgurl]

& .   ✧   ›   KILLING DIONYSUS !

arya stark at the surprise wedding of lysa arryn and petyr baelish !

[rosenthrns]

OPEN

a trail of cigar smoke escapes from the seal of her lips as she holds the vintage cuban in her lungs a little longer. it’s smooth going in but prickles at the edges of her chest, settling in like a temperamental beast laid to rest. she exhales and watches as the puff dissipates into the evening, the smell of it fragrant but not too strong on the open balcony she had gone off to. olenna raises a glass of cognac to her lips, stopping midway when she sees movement out of the corner of her eye.  ‘ if you’re trying to sneak around me, think again, ’  she says.  ‘ i may be old but i’m still of perfect health --- vision and all. ’ 

[ignigcna]

𝑫𝒂𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒂 𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒏 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒚𝒓 𝑩𝒂𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉
 — June 14th, 2020

[ofbryce]

Bryce Caron at the surprise wedding of Lysa Arryn & Petyr Baelish

[iiceandfire]

@ofmargaery​

‘ ah shit. ’  once the ruckus began, jon was once again regretting ever agreeing to come. the lights had gone out when they were still in the kitchens and as the minutes ticked on and people waited for the power to come back, jon had padded around the edges of the room for an exit door or at least an emergency kit with a light source in it. when the cries of panic started, they quickly reached for a chefs knife from the prep table and began opening doors with no abandon, stepping in and feeling around for something identifiable to give them some hint as to where they were. 

door one: the pantry; door two: what felt like a washroom; door three --- jon paused at the third door, hearing a sound akin to a person.  ‘ who’s there ? ’  they called out, hand on the door, ready to slam it shut at the first sign of danger. 

[vixerehq]

           EVENT TWO : BAD TIMES AT THE EL ROYALE .

                     trigger warnings : alcohol, smoking, gambling, death

welcome one, welcome all –– it’s casino night ! the buy-ins are high, but the competition’s low. nobody’s here to play poker. they’re here to gamble, they’re here have a little fun, they’re here to leave with a belly full of gin and emptied out pockets. after all, it’s all for charity, isn’t it ? don’t be stingy, not tonight. 

courtesy of margaery tyrell’s growing strong foundation, the night is open to anyone and everyone. every syndicate leader received their very own personalised invitation. everyone else can invite themselves in. the doors are open, even if there are suited and booted guards at every exit. 

this isn’t vegas, though. not by a country mile and a highway. think monaco. think montecarlo. dim lights and arched ceilings. roulette wheels and poker tables and blackjack and slot machines fill the room to the brim. 

the carpet is emerald green, the glassware baccarat. there’s food by the sides, help yourself. the humidor is full ; cohibas && macanudos && montecristos to smoke. the bar is stocked ; macallan 18 && belvedere && the 1942 remy martin && an ‘88 lafite rothschild. don’t get drunk. 

the very first glass of champagne you get is on the house. after that, you better open your wallet. dress sharp, but play dirty. and be on your best behaviour –– at least where people can see you. have fun, walk around, find a dark corner. tonight’s a party, act like it. 

it’s cash-only. each table has a different buy-in, from under a hundred dollars to over five hundred thousand. everything goes to the foundation. mafia members can walk past the red roped backroom to a special table, just for them. but there are eyes on everyone all of the time, complete with security cameras and tyrell guards. look up, baby –– it’s time for your closeup. 

while everyone enjoys their night, the greyjoy men on duty sit by the docks ; grumbling about how they’ve missed the party of the month. oh, how right they are. because all of a sudden –– they’re under attack, with no survivors to name names. they aren’t going to be discovered until morning. and by that time, the tyrells to blame will be tucked away in bed, safe and sound and secret. 

this MINI EVENT and INTER-MAFIA PLOT were bought by JEN for a total of TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY points.

LOGISTICS: you may continue your old threads, but event threads should be prioritised from this point forward. please do not begin threads past midnight on the day of the event. the event will stretch from friday july 24 th to sunday august 2nd. if you have any questions whatsoever, don’t hesitate to contact the main. happy writing, everyone !

time: 7:30 pm onwards location: the hotel royale, an upscale hotel located in neutral territory. pinterest: xxx

[oftybolt]

Tybolt Crakehall at the surprise wedding of Lysa Arryn & Petyr Baelish

[ofmargaery]

There’d been something close to a sense of wonder as she’d entered the venue. Of course, she was used to such shows of extravagance but she always had possessed an unwavering sense of curiosity. It was impossible for her to ignore that itching feeling that seemed to beg her to explore it all more deeply. She struck a bargain with herself - she was allowed to wander between the rooms as long as she had some form of company. After all, the opportunity for networking was too good to pass up. But even though she had been doing her best to charm some of those she did not know so well ( and her best was always good enough when she had a natural way with people ) she couldn’t resist the draw of a familiar face. Light steps closed the distance between herself and Edric, appearing at his side. “Have you seen the aquarium yet?” 

Amusement sparkled discretely in doe eyes as she indulged in something of a private joke between the two of them. “It’s not quite an Aston Martin or Shelby but I’ve heard it’s worth a look.”

@stcrmybastard

[ignigcna]

𝑵𝒚𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒂 𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒚𝒏 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒚𝒓 𝑩𝒂𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉
 — June 14th, 2020

[vixerehq]

                    event i : killing dionysus ; part two

                TRIGGER WARNINGS: death, injury, hanging, knives, weapons guns.

the night had been winding down. drinks had been served far too many times, the happy couple had been congratulated –– begrudgingly, but congratulated –– by all, and everyone begins to say their goodbyes ; ready to leave yet another meeting of the families behind them. that’s when the lights went out. a blackout. 

with no windows, no candles, and no pesky mobile phones with their handy flashlights, it’s almost as if someone wanted it to be pitch black, with paranoid mafia families stuck inside a building with no weapons, no phones, no exits, and far too many questions they can’t answer. what could go wrong?

by the time someone’s pulled out a lighter and found a candle, the screams have already begun. people stuck in elevators and storage rooms. masked men cordoning off the vault and attacking anyone they can. makeshift weapons made from broken bottles and unlikely alliances made in split-second decisions. it’s too late. 

in an empty room with empty tables and abandoned drinks, balon greyjoy, father of theon greyjoy, is found dead in his seat: his throat cut. alerie tyrell, mother to margaery and loras tyrell, is found in her seat: her throat cut. obara sand one of the infamous sand snakes, is found dead in oberyn martell’s seat: her throat cut. obella sand, ellaria sand’s daughter, is knocked out beside her but unharmed. robert baratheon is found by the vault door –– his throat cut, yet still alive. trystane martell is missing, and ned stark is found just in time ; saved by an approaching theon greyjoy. 

nobody’s realised what any of this was about. morning is beginning to rise. the police have locked down the street from both ends ; stopped the media and innocent bystanders from straying too close. and as people begin to leave from the same red door they first walked in through, they see them: from the second storey balcony hang petyr baelish and lysa arryn ; a bullet each in the chest, dead before they were ever thrown off the ledge. there’s black ink smeared on their faces and gold leaf stuffed in their mouths. a mark of the lannisters and the greyjoys. peace was always overrated. 

LOGISTICS: you may continue threads from the first part of the event, as well as threads designated below and threads set in the medical tent afterwards. please do not begin threads past midnight on the day of the attack. new characters will be added and given roles. the event will stretch from saturday june 20th to sunday june 28th. if you have any questions whatsoever, don’t hesitate to contact the main. 

location: the whole house. time: eleven-thirty pm onwards. extra music vibes: [ x ] 

LYANNA STARK & ESRA TALLHART & SANSA STARK are in the elevator, one the way up from the vault when the electricity goes out. they are stuck there in suspension, just the dim glow of the emergency light flickering as the old, shaking lift barely hangs on. LYANNA realises that the elevator is beginning to slide down little by little ; and the three begin to call for help ; bracing for impact. 

ducking behind the bar, NYMERIA SAND & DACEY MORMONT & BRYCE CARON & BRIENNE TARTH put aside their loyalties and form a vanguard. using broken bottles and whatever else they can find –– knives, pens, a hammer –– to fight and incapacitate as many masked men as they can. NYMERIA beats two men to death . they are the ones to hear LYANNA & ESRA & SANSA in the elevator once the coast is clear. BRIENNE and BRYCE and DACEY work together to get the lift doors open.

EDRIC STORM & JOFFREY BARATHEON are stuck together, trying to find a way out of the dark basement. both have suffered MINOR INJURIES and CUTS TO THE FACE. they decide to venture through the makeshift dining hall to escape through the vault doors. that’s when they see ROBERT BARATHEON with his throat cut but breathing. they try to stop his bleeding and try to get out of their as quickly as possible. 

THEON GREYJOY & LORRA CRAYNE & ARYA STARK are in the kitchens when the lights go out ; and the sound of screams, they decide to stay in the kitchen –– until they can get enough weapons. grabbing KNIVES and a BLOWTORCH, they quietly venture outside. while ARYA and LORRA fight off a masked man and KILL HIM, revealing him to be LOYAL TO ASHA GREYJOY ; THEON runs up ahead and fights off more masked men from harming NED STARK. 

MYRCELLA BARATHEON & LEONETTE FOSSOWAY & ALIYA DAYNE are in the powder room when two masked men steal inside. while MYRCELLA is hit in the head and falls back, ALIYA grabs her heels as a makeshift weapon and the three women DISARM and TIE UP both men. when unmasked, they are revealed to be LOYAL TO CERSEI LANNISTER. they stick together and stay hidden until BRIENNE TARTH comes to find them. 

TYBOLT CRAKEHALL & OLENNA TYRELL & MACE TYRELL & DAENERYS TARGARYEN are in the library when the commotion starts. the one LANNISTER MAN who steals in is hit on the back of the head by TYBOLT and they blockade the door as best as they can until NYMERIA SAND comes to find them. 

MARGAERY TYRELL is stabbed deep in the arm. she is hiding in a storage cupboard with JON TARGARYEN, who grabs a LONG KNIFE. they go outside and are met with a masked man ; who is fought and defeated by JON. they go through the dining hall and see ALERIE TYRELL is dead. while MARGAERY deals with this revelation, OBERYN MARTELL fights off masked men and comes into the dining hall as well ; only to see his daughter dead. it is JON who rallies and gets them out of there. he thinks quickly and pulls the FIRE ALARM ; scaring off the masked men and alerting the authorities.  

BARBARA BRACKEN & RHAENYS TARGARYEN & ARIANNE MARTELL have stolen guns off dead men’s bodies ; they duck behind the aquarium to stay safe. however, when FIVE LANNISTER MEN come after them, they fire towards the aquarium itself. water and glass goes everywhere ; and while the three women are only mildly hurt, the men are hurt and dealt with quickly. RHAENYS has suffered a bullet graze to the leg ; and ARIANNE & BARBARA need stitches. teaming up, they duck into the stairwell and find their way out. 

the first people to leave the party, LORAS TYRELL & ELIA MARTELL & DESMERA REDWYNE had left before the blackout happened. but they had been upstairs, talking through and laughing about the night, when the masked men had crept into the house. after a fight ALL THREE had been tied up and left in a locked room while the men descend. desperate to warn the others, LORAS breaks through his binds and helps the others. they run to get help. 

ELLARIA SAND & RICKON STARK & RENLY BARATHEON are held at gunpoint at the stairwell. none are armed ; but they talk to distract the masked man and shove him down the stairs ; killing him so they can escape. they run back down to the basement and through the dining hall. ELLARIA sees obara dead and obella unharmed ; RENLY sees his brother still alive and RICKON is reunited with his family. 

ANYA WAYNWOOD & SARELLA SAND & JON TARGARYEN have set up a makeshift treatment centre in the upstairs library ; everyone is required to get checked before they are allowed to leave. as the injured, assailants, and corpses are brought up, ANYA & SARELLA & JON find squid ink in every knife wound ; confirming that it was a GREYJOY plan ; they also find gold leaf, confirming LANNISTER involvement. SANSA STARK is also in the treatment centre, counting numbers and keeping an eye on things to ensure nothing gets out of hand. 

[vixerehq]

                 event one : killing dionysus ; the end. 

one day passes, then two. but no news comes out –– there’s been a cover-up: petyr baelish and lysa arryn have gone on honeymoon, never to return. there’s no wake, no mention of them ever again. but three quiet, private funerals take place across this godless city in a single day ; the tyrells and the martells and the greyjoys have earned their grief. the arryns have no leader, and they need someone before they’re eaten alive. the greyjoys have two ; maron and asha greyjoy. their debt’s been washed clean by lannister money –– just in time for a power struggle between siblings. 

they’ve also closed every exit into king’s landing –– nobody’s getting in, and nobody’s getting out. but who’s that? brandon stark is spotted getting off the last train into the city ; he’s just in time to see monsters hunt each other for a price. so is tyrion lannister. everything seems to calm. robert baratheon is recovering behind closed doors and an army of guards ; is he still alive? well, ask ned stark. he’s the only visitor robert’s allowed in.

but then, trystane martell is dropped off at a police station –– alive, unharmed, and armed with a warning from cersei lannister herself: welcome to a new civil war. 

thank you to everyone for participating !!! the event has now officially ended and you may continue current threads or begin new ones. from this point forward, everything but established and overarching plot will be player-driven and points-bought development only. to help with this, every character will also be given one secret each by the main; for them to use as they wish to build connections and alliances or otherwise. happy roleplaying, and thank you all again !!!