[Completed] Faces In The Fire
Who: Shelly Dekiller and Matt Engarde. [OPEN]
What: Shelly's gonna kill Matt :D
Where: The Ouran Mansion
When: After the masquerade dies down a bit, after the Contest.
Rating: R cursing and violence.
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After that annoyance on the network, Matt threw his hands in the air and stepped away from the computer. He was bored already. The excitement from the neighborhood fires had died down for him.
He'd thought about that masquerade thing.. he would be wearing a mask and a suit, no one would recognize him, and it would give him a chance to see people who were here.
He stared at his costume, hanging in his closet..
Sighing, he picked it up and set it on his bed. "Wouldn't hurt much to go.." well, except for his leg, of course.
Placing the plastic Oni-like mask over his face and clasping the rubber band around his head, he was just about ready to go. He contemplated heavily on bringing his switchblade or not. Ultimately, he decided against it, pulling it out of his jacket pocket and throwing it casually onto the bed.
He stepped out, surveying the area. He could hear people outside, running about. Talking. He then remembered -- oh yeah, that missing girl.. Sakuri or something -- He didn't expect them to bother him. Cursing his leg, he pressed on to the masquerade, bickering to himself about how far away it was to walk to.. couldn't the city change in his favor for once?
And there it was, in all it's lit up glory.
What: Shelly's gonna kill Matt :D
Where: The Ouran Mansion
When: After the masquerade dies down a bit, after the Contest.
Rating: R cursing and violence.
Open: Reactions!
After that annoyance on the network, Matt threw his hands in the air and stepped away from the computer. He was bored already. The excitement from the neighborhood fires had died down for him.
He'd thought about that masquerade thing.. he would be wearing a mask and a suit, no one would recognize him, and it would give him a chance to see people who were here.
He stared at his costume, hanging in his closet..
Sighing, he picked it up and set it on his bed. "Wouldn't hurt much to go.." well, except for his leg, of course.
Placing the plastic Oni-like mask over his face and clasping the rubber band around his head, he was just about ready to go. He contemplated heavily on bringing his switchblade or not. Ultimately, he decided against it, pulling it out of his jacket pocket and throwing it casually onto the bed.
He stepped out, surveying the area. He could hear people outside, running about. Talking. He then remembered -- oh yeah, that missing girl.. Sakuri or something -- He didn't expect them to bother him. Cursing his leg, he pressed on to the masquerade, bickering to himself about how far away it was to walk to.. couldn't the city change in his favor for once?
And there it was, in all it's lit up glory.