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imeeji_frontstage2018-10-14 06:41 pm
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Entry tags:
- !days 041-050,
- !lives,
- bride,
- elaine felkin,
- jacob cross,
- shima renzou,
- xia igarashi,
- ♪ [_____],
- ♪ ace,
- ♪ ariel rendell,
- ♪ bakura ryou,
- ♪ crow armbrust,
- ♪ dazai osamu,
- ♪ gracious skylark,
- ♪ joshua bright,
- ♪ kurusu akira,
- ♪ lace,
- ♪ lucien amritas,
- ♪ lyon,
- ♪ magilou,
- ♪ midoriya izuku,
- ♪ ogata hyakunosuke,
- ♪ okumura haru,
- ♪ ozymandias,
- ♪ rean schwarzer,
- ♪ shinkai kanata,
- ♪ suou tatsuya,
- ♪ todoroki shouto,
- ♪ velvet crowe,
- ♭ akechi goro,
- ♭ ardashir ibn ahmadi,
- ♭ ascensuri cataracta,
- ♭ atem,
- ♭ kitagawa yusuke,
- ♭ lumen sufficiens,
- ♭ nakahara chuuya,
- ♭ wadanohara,
- ♮ ouma kokichi,
- ♯ angra mainyu,
- ♯ eugeo,
- ♯ harukawa maki,
- ♯ kano shuuya,
- ♯ sakazaki yuuya,
- 𝄳 dusk the miserable,
- 𝄳 kurosu jun,
- 𝄳 marceline,
- 𝄳 yona
Halloween Party
Who: IDOLS
Where: FAUKYO
When: Day 48, evening
[ When evening falls over Tokyo-F— earlier now as it begins getting colder, the city simulating the start of fall— the moon rises an eerie eclipse red. candles float eerily above the street, and jack-o-lanterns have appeared of their own accord on empty storefronts and in doorways. Cobwebs have sprouted between the trees despite the city's lack of spiders, and music is pumping from somewhere unknown with Halloween music— it's not all idol music this time, congratulations, though some of it certainly is. Enjoy Camille Saint-Saëns's Danse Macabre interspersed with Ali Project and Michael Jackson's Thriller.
In the park the tea houses and greenhouse have been set up as miniature haunted houses with jump scares and weird distorted mirrors— BAD END=DEAD END might want to avoid these— and candy rewards at the end for making it through the gauntlet.
The hotel lobby has been filled with halloween decorations in a haphazard jumble, waiting for the idols to take them to decorate or at least move them outside of the hotel if they want the couches to be useable without sitting on a pile of fake tombstones and bodies. There's also a small set-up by the kitchen with makeup, fake fangs, and fake blood for anyone's use. Besides that, there's a rack of costumes, with a warning sign— all prospective Cinderellas, these costumes will vanish with the rays of the morning sun!
...probably you'll want to take heed. ]
Where: FAUKYO
When: Day 48, evening
[ When evening falls over Tokyo-F— earlier now as it begins getting colder, the city simulating the start of fall— the moon rises an eerie eclipse red. candles float eerily above the street, and jack-o-lanterns have appeared of their own accord on empty storefronts and in doorways. Cobwebs have sprouted between the trees despite the city's lack of spiders, and music is pumping from somewhere unknown with Halloween music— it's not all idol music this time, congratulations, though some of it certainly is. Enjoy Camille Saint-Saëns's Danse Macabre interspersed with Ali Project and Michael Jackson's Thriller.
In the park the tea houses and greenhouse have been set up as miniature haunted houses with jump scares and weird distorted mirrors— BAD END=DEAD END might want to avoid these— and candy rewards at the end for making it through the gauntlet.
The hotel lobby has been filled with halloween decorations in a haphazard jumble, waiting for the idols to take them to decorate or at least move them outside of the hotel if they want the couches to be useable without sitting on a pile of fake tombstones and bodies. There's also a small set-up by the kitchen with makeup, fake fangs, and fake blood for anyone's use. Besides that, there's a rack of costumes, with a warning sign— all prospective Cinderellas, these costumes will vanish with the rays of the morning sun!
...probably you'll want to take heed. ]
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Well, I'm glad you found something you liked. That was lucky! It would be a shame not to take advantage of Silly Clothes Day.
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[waves/flops his crab claws]
Who knows when we'll get another chance!
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[He stands up straight and all his foam crab legs wiggle around... with DETERMINATION]
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[Going to start walking again, out into the night.]
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[The longer they walk and nothing happens, though, the more he seems to relax.]