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[skyhigh_seance]

The music beyond the door is a driving techno beat, accompanied by the flashing lights of a rave. Klaus stumbles through the door, high and breathless and giddy, wearing a tight metallic mesh shirt and a tighter electric blue skirt.

And then it all goes wrong.

Suddenly he's in formal school-boy wear - collared shirt, tie, suit jacket, and shorts - and a domino mask plastered tight to his skin, making his eyes opaque white spots.

For a hot minute, Klaus is frozen in shocked disbelief. Catch him before the cussing starts!

Halloween musical interlude

[i_am_your_host]

When Emcee comes downstairs and goes to the Bar to order a drink, as one often does, he not only receives his requested glass of red wine, but also a Halloween costume, as one also does this time of year. And not a costume neatly folded to be donned at one's leisure, but poof, put directly and instantly on him.

This time, the Bar has outfitted Emcee all in black. "Oooh," he purrs, running his fingers along the buttons of a long, slim-fitting, swishy coat, and he twirls a bit, making the tails flare out.

The collar is a little tight, so he moves a hand to adjust it--

Oh.

Really. Really?

"Mmm, how absolutely terrifying, darling," he murmurs at the Bar, who provides him with a small mirror.

Yes, that's a priest's collar around his neck. Hilarious.

And then, the Evil Karaoke Machine flickers on. A beat starts to play; synthesizers...synthesize.

Emcee slinks and sashays over to the microphone, coattails swishing about his knees, his shoulders squared. He licks his lips, bats his kohl-dusted eyelashes, and begins to sing in a breathy, smoky voice:

"That's all I wanted
Something special, something sacred
In your eyes
For just one moment
To be bold and naked
At your side
Sometimes I think that you'll never
Understand me
Maybe this time is forever
Say it can be...

That's all you wanted
Something special, someone sacred
In your life
Just for one moment
To be warm and naked
At my side

Sometimes I think that you'll never
Understand me
But something tells me together
We'd be happy
Oh oh

I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
I will be the one who loves you
'Til the end of time..."

It's campy. It's sexy. It's inappropriate. It's entirely Emcee.

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[lazy_but_loyal]

What a coincidence that it's also Halloween back home.

Fangtasia would be decked out to the rafters in Halloween paraphernalia on top of their year-round kitschy gothic vampire vibe, but the humans can't get enough of it. Throw in Halloween-themed cocktails and they're making money hand over fist.

Pam usually lets Ginger and the staff handle that stuff. She can't be bothered. But it is the biggest night of the year for them, so hopefully even without the shitty PR that vampires are getting lately, it won't be a wash-out.

That was all taken care of before Pam left. Honestly, it's a nice break, staying in Milliways for a while. Not having to deal with any of that bullsh---

"Oh, no you did not."

Pam, standing at the bar, looks down at herself. She's clad in a long black dress with a slit up the thigh and a plunging neckline as deep as the Grand Canyon. Carefully, she reaches up to touch her head, because her hair feels oddly strange...and big.

She is now Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.

"Eh. Could be worse."

Halloween Happy Hour

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin and Yamato come down the stairs discussing the latest episode of Tentacles of Our Waves and what to have for dinner. Before they reach the bottom of the stairs, they've become two princes in blue and white, Quentin's a classic Prince Charming while Yamato's blue and white is speaks more to armor.

Their surprise and grumbling takes them to the counter where Bar with a cheery note tells them to bartend. She does leave them a large plate of Halloween goodies and a list of suggested drinks; candies, cupcakes and cookies to share before falling asleep. Then in neat handwriting, Quentin writes up the specials.

Specials
Pumpkin butterscotch hot chocolate
Hocus Pocus Punch
Moonrise Mocktail

(OOC: Happy Halloween! Two characters, two muns, come and make Quentin and Yamato blush and celebrate Halloween.)

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[run_barry]

[upstairs: she'll pick you up again]