Paper Faces on Parade

[applesaucemod]

The residents of Manhattan will once again find themselves drawn into the currents of the rift when they sleep tonight. Once again, too, the rift is drawing in people from other worlds, both those who might one day find themselves pulled through in waking life and those who might yet escape its grasp.

Tonight, it seems, a celebration is in order. The ballroom of a country manor is the setting for tonight's gathering. Wood and marble gleam in the gas lighting, and a bar at one end of the room provides the, ahem, social lubricant some guests may require. At the other end, a staircase leads to a walkway that runs the entire parameter of the room, allowing guests to watch the dancing from above. While the party is localized in the ballroom, who knows what secret passages and hidden ways a grand old house like this one might conceal?

Those who appear here will find themselves wearing a disguise on arrival. Should the rift cause one to appear in a costume not of their liking (as it is fairly likely to do), an enormous wardrobe can be found through a door near the bar. In it, guests will find a seemingly infinite assortment of costumes and masks of all sizes and varieties ready for their use.


[Mod note: Usual dream-party rules apply. Both members and non-members are welcome to use any character, be they already in the game or no, and players can choose whether to have their characters remember this in the morning.]

Comments

[bluesuit_handy]

Andrew draws in a breath as he looks at her, for a second seeming as though he's going to tell her off for making fun of him. Then he grins. "It'd suit you."

[wildmage_daine]

Daine wrinkles her nose at the thought. "If I wanted to look like some sort of hedgehog, I would." Though she doesn't think any combination of creatures she knows could result in her looking like a koosh ball, even if she tried to mix it up.

[bluesuit_handy]

"A purple one, though?" asks Andrew mildly. "C'mon, we've probably lost him again."

[wildmage_daine]

... Now it feels like a challenge. Daine frowns thoughtfully, wondering if she could somehow manage a purple hedgehog. But Andrew's next comment shakes her out of her reverie. "Can you see him?"

[bluesuit_handy]

Right now, perhaps she could! One is limited only by one's mind in dreams, after all. And by whatever limitations the rift has put on them, but never mind that.

Andrew stands on the balls of his feet and surveys the people around them with some dismay. "No," he admits. "But he was that way, wasn't he?"

[wildmage_daine]

Daine nods. "He can't have gone too far," she says, starting in the general direction of where James had been a moment ago.

[bluesuit_handy]

Andrew takes the same direction as Daine, a little more subdued now. "I'm surprised he didn't hear me earlier," he comments, a bit put out.