Here's my formal invitation, you and me masquerading...
WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: The Red May Day Ball
WHERE: The Itoshiki-Sutcliff House
WHEN: May 1st
Angelina had spared little expense. After all, she and Grell worked hard for their extravagant parties, and so to appear shoddy was nothing short of shameful! The whole house had been bedecked in gorgeous red fabrics and flamboyant flower arrangements. The doors opened into the back garden, where a lovely tent of thick red velveteen had been set, filled with twinkling candlelight in glittering black candelabras dripping with black crystals to reflect the light. An open-air dancefloor had been arranged of tiles and lit with a large chandelier suspended from a network of cleverly disguised chains that were attached to the buildings and trees, giving the impression it was simply floating above the dancefloor. The centerpiece of the table was an ice carving of a unicorn, Rivelata's symbol.
The night was a night of red and black, of passion and night's darkness. And now it had begun...
NOTE:
Okay. How this works is how most large open-log events work. Have your own entrance if you'd like, and if you want to have a private conversation, settle down in different threads. Have fun, everybody!
WHAT: The Red May Day Ball
WHERE: The Itoshiki-Sutcliff House
WHEN: May 1st
Angelina had spared little expense. After all, she and Grell worked hard for their extravagant parties, and so to appear shoddy was nothing short of shameful! The whole house had been bedecked in gorgeous red fabrics and flamboyant flower arrangements. The doors opened into the back garden, where a lovely tent of thick red velveteen had been set, filled with twinkling candlelight in glittering black candelabras dripping with black crystals to reflect the light. An open-air dancefloor had been arranged of tiles and lit with a large chandelier suspended from a network of cleverly disguised chains that were attached to the buildings and trees, giving the impression it was simply floating above the dancefloor. The centerpiece of the table was an ice carving of a unicorn, Rivelata's symbol.
The night was a night of red and black, of passion and night's darkness. And now it had begun...
NOTE:
Okay. How this works is how most large open-log events work. Have your own entrance if you'd like, and if you want to have a private conversation, settle down in different threads. Have fun, everybody!