The Masquerade Ball – OPEN TO ALL

[Isi Runasimi]

A masquerade ball is in works. The gala is thrown every 31st by the mayor of New York, a tradition if you will. It is only the most exclusive party in the works. Are you here to make contacts, hunt for prey, hunt for the perfect mark or a quick lay?

No posting order, have fun

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

[atrb=border,0,true] beast and the harlot she's a cage for every unclean spirit. Ooh she loved a good party! Pink hair swung beneath her shoulders as Lyn strolled across the hall, weaving through the people as if they parted for her arrival, her bubblegum pink hair catching the eye of all the dull people wearing their pretty costumes. A single purple streak on the side of her head stood juxtaposed against her light, vibrant hair, a finger twirling the strand around and around. In the opposite hand she held a very real cutlass, but thanks to her clever sexy pirate costume, it fit her quite well and went by unnoticed and under no suspicion. Of course, he didn’t plan on using it in any case. This was a party! No need to go ruining a good party with some blood. Or would that improve the party? Lyn stopped dead in tracks, nearly causing someone who was walking behind her to run into her, but he stopped and walked around after grumbling to herself. Lyn stood there for a second, thinking it over, then decided that if the party got boring she would go about “improving” the quality. Her sights were set though – the bar! Her grin widened to Cheshire status and she went back to walking, twirling the cutlass and making several people gasp and glare at her with indignance as it nearly hit them – and of course, nearly sliced them. But Lyn had far better control over things like that! The crowd got thicker around the bar, however, so she was forced to cease the swinging or else expose her sword’s authenticity earlier than she wanted to. Lyn shoved her way to the front of the line, a hand coming up to hold her large tri horn hat to her skull. “Bourbon!” she sang in a high-pitched squeal, leaning half-way over the counter and lifting her legs slightly. Oh how she loved parties! Well, the people and the drinks that came with them. TAG people? :U WORD COUNT 321 OUTFIT here NOTES |: Don't leave me hanging! this was made by bird at CAUTION 2.0 !