#( midsommer's night dream )

[safiyebalik]

who: @bansheepaloma​ where: Midsommer’s night dream

Safiye had been on stage all night as they went through Hamlet over and over again, Shakespearian quotes leaving her lips as if she spent the last year practicing and rehearsing the lines instead being stolen away as if in a dream to celebrate the Satyr king who had left the Earth with quite a bang, it was a dishonor to not go out during a feverish party. She was finally taking a break and indulging in the food and drink that swirled around them before she caught the eye of her fellow Valkyrie. A beat came to her as she began to snap her fingers in tune before doing the Charleston over towards Paloma. “You know only the good die young..”

[sybellax]

who: @revengebovnd where: midsommer's night masquerade

All of the demon's that had been magicked from Sanguis Massa to the masquerade surged forward into a can-can line as a song sprouted from Sybella's lips as she danced around Tisiphone who had granted her favor for Sybella's incredible ability to hunt and kill.

"I can't decide Whether you should live or die Oh, you'll probably go to heaven Please don't hang your head and cry No wonder why My heart feels dead inside It's cold and hard and petrified Lock the doors and close the blinds We're going for a ride"

Her hands rose up in the air and were stained red from her earlier sacrifices to the pit that night, she felt power course through her veins even with her separation from Rowan.

"Oh, I could throw you in the lake Or feed you poisoned birthday cake I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone Oh, I could bury you alive But you might crawl out with a knife And kill me when I'm sleeping That's why

I can't decide Whether you should live or die Oh, you'll probably go to heaven Please don't hang your head and cry No wonder why My heart feels dead inside It's cold and hard and petrified Lock the doors and close the blinds We're going for a ride"

[floratitus]

who: @romeoverga where: Midsommer's night dream masquerade

Flora hasn't had a good nights sleep.. quite possibly ever and if she wasn't in her wolves skin, she spent more of her time human addled with anxiety and feeling of unease and illnesses as the Eye grew in allies and the lines became more drawn, war was coming and yet it couldn't touch her mind today. She was especially smoothed brained as the spell of the masquerade kept under, she spots a pack member who served council with her across the room and even though they often shared opposing approaches, his opinion was necessary as he held vote over major issues. Instead of normal words leaving her lips, lyrics took their place instead.

"Oh Mama, I'm in fear for my life From the long arm of the law Hangman is comin' down from the gallows And I don't have very long

The jig is up, the news is out They finally found me The renegade who had it made Retrieved for a bounty Nevermore to go astray This'll be the end today Of the wanted man The wanted man"

Centaur's and the rest of the Lupo pack surged forward to accommodate her with backup dancing and backup vocals.

[springlia]

who: @xlogonx where: midsommer's night dream

"I'll never forgive myself for being without you" It's words that she has expressed before, regrets that have come to the surface and yet it feels like such a bold declaration of her embarrassing failure and even with the fog that holds them in a spell of happiness, she feels as if something isn't quite right as she creates uncomfortable spaces with secrets said so easily. "I like your glitter"

[aylacassia]

who: @fennharel where: midsommer's night dream

Fen and Ayla had changed titles, species and positions of power various times in the course that they've been consumed with each other and yet no matter the adversity that they had faced, they managed to keep coming back to each other. All of the trouble that came with being a Triumvir and Senator melted away once they had been swept into the arms of the great tree to honor Silenus passing. Ayla draws Fen near by the small of their back and her dead heart flutters at such a stunning sight. "You look absolutely beautiful tonight my darling." She dances with her soft and slow before twirling them underneath the bright silver stars.

[sabinabrutus]

who: @ivymazikeen where: masquerade

Sabina wore her darkness well as she looked like the daughter of hell, and although serenity came for her mind -- it tried to ease her into a place of peace where only the party was before her. She heard noises of celebration around her as they were within an magical great tree and yet, she had been through too much to go gently into the good night. She sought a high if she was to survive such a night and the demon she sought caught her eye. "Gods -- I can't survive this night sober, please tell me you're packing something."

[lunanightshadex]

who: @mercenaryjonah where: masquerade

Jonah and Luna had always shared a kinship of not being entirely made for this world, darkness ran between them both and yet they both tried to reach for the light. There wasn't many that she had allowed to her corner of the world but the gates were always open to Jonah and her eldritch creations that answered to her call always guided him safely to her cottage in the woods as opposed to the other travelers that would become lost long before finding her. She always held herself like a weapon, as was Drow teaching and it seemed magicked had answered that darkness with the gown she wore. Passing a drink to her bestie, she smiled. "Cheers to you my friend, couldn't survive the day without you."

[aristonsilvester]

who: @octavianrising where: masquerade

Ari had arrived with nature infused to his dream outfit, his mask was made out of the forest's floor and he had gold to remember the Satyr king. A friend that had eclipsed lifetimes and always knew how to have a good time. The weight in his chest seemed to shift once the party began within the magical tree, a setting that caused air to pass through his lungs a little easier. He saw a familiar face in the crowd and even though he had half a mind to turn and run, it was best to face his "family" head-on. "Hey man, how ya' doin'? Shame about Silenus, was one of the best."

[aeliamaia]

who: @seeingvivianne where: masquerade

Although her mind felt murky, the truth of her darkness took shape in the outfit she was magicked to the big tree in it. Revenge had held her for long, it had persisted past the river Lethe and she believed it to be the one thing that couldn't be taken from her before it too disappeared and she was left with empty hands, holding fistfuls of sand where kingdoms had once been. There was a women before her who drew her in, whispered that she was the beginning and end of everything that the ghoul held dear. "Vivianne? I -- I know you, I knew you once when I was more. When I was alive.. I can't remember but I know you."

[springlia]

Lia's chickadee sprite saw on her shoulder, his feathers resembled moss and he peered curiously at the baking station that the Satyr's dominated. Holding on her index finger for him to waddle onto, he chirped in communication to the noble Eladrin that he belonged too and a soft smile blossomed on her lips. "I know, you just want to help. I promise we'll bake an apple pie tomorrow and you can help as much as you like." He tended to occupy her with song and happy pattering's around, only really being involved when it was time to make the pie shell and he loved hopping along the edges and leaving his footsteps behind. Pixies chittered around her, attracted to the golden wings that she wore. "I love them -- they're delicious." Answering the question that came from her left. "It's comforting and soothing for the spirit. Baking is a necessity, if I don't knead dough, my hands will begin to shake and I'll cry. " An embarrassing truth slipped out and her cheeks turned pink.

@senatusstarters location: the FUNCTION notes: tits out for the satyrs

Cooking for an entire city and all their Otherworldly guests was no joke, but through a constant stream of his homemade coffee: all things were possible. He'd been working the line for the last 47 hours straight before the grumpy satyr that had been expediting finally let him take a break, thirty minutes, very generous considering how much work needed to be done. Marco was a sensitive witch when it came to ingredients and cooking... After years of food preparation there were things that just seemed off, but he was too busy to think about it much. "Are you enjoying the mini quiches? I made them myself." Michael passed by with a tray and Marco gratefully took a few off for himself.

[sybellax]

who: @rowanivar where: midsommer's night dream

Blood splatters her neck and its dried into a vermillion stain and she hopes he doesn't ask where she's been. She doesn't know how to tell him of the terrible things she's done and the blood that stains her hands, she was trying to reach for power. She wanted full access to magic and to feel strong even when away from him. It was for the better for the both of them. Sybella has never been good at being a happy girl even when spelled to be. "I found my brother.. he doesn't remember me." sadness flickers before it fades quicker then it came. "I think he's coming back to me though."

[floratitus]

who: @valamirx where: masquerade

She had not left the forest for many moons, who needed to venture out when they had the waffle house? Animosity was growing between Rome and New Rome, Flora had always wanted peace for their kind but their enemies grew in number and the Eye grew with more powerful technology and warcraft, it seemed further and further away from a possibility. Normally being such a masked ball would cause reason for concern and panic but all of that just washed off her like water on a ducks back and she approached her pack member with a full pint. "Beer? Let's party."

[springlia]

who: @drowandruil where: Midsommer's night dream

"I steal my neighbors mail just to feel alive." It's a secret she'd rather have kept to herself as it was an illegal crime but secrets seemed to spill like wine that night and she gazed into her glass to see if something odd had been slipped into it. Enchanted greenery surrounded them and golden orbs of light floated like lanterns underneath a full starry sky. Nymph's danced around them, excited by the fey presence at such a event to honor the wild and her moss chickadee chirped on her shoulder.

[sabinabrutus]

Sabina's eyes couldn't leave Dumah's lips as he lit the torch and unhinged his jaw to deep throat it, made her horny, anything with his lips tended to do that as it was quite a first meeting to end up between her legs so quickly. The bells on his hat jingled as he burped out a blaze of fire. She clapped in amazement. She was honored to have a clown performing just for her, none of the other Jesters seemed as dedication in their devotion. "What's cooler than being cool? Dumah!" She could have been a cheerleader in another life.

Sabina's laughter fed something in the seraphim that he hadn't imagined even lived. Some creature that had been starved and neglected curled up and cold at the center of his grace. Dumah had never understood why an angel would fall when lying and pretending was just so easy, but as he shoved a lit torch down his throat and belched out a geyser of flames, hiccoughing out some smoke, he thought hellfire was a lesser sentence than being deprived of Sabina's smile. Mortal, reckless, and tangibly vulnerable, she was the sort of person who'd find a reason to dance even at the end of the world. Famine grew tired, Pestilence dragged on, but Sabina found a way to keep things interesting.

[aristonsilvester]

who: @ivymazikeen where: masquerade

Ariston had done much right in his life, he studied and he grew in traits of various animals that walked this Earth. He had a certain wildness that had an affinity for the wild creatures that inhibited the Earth. He had done much wrong, sought highs, sought lows and drank many bottles of liquor. Living could get one down and he had lived many lifetimes over that now he was merely in a state of survival and still trying to get his kicks. He was smoking a cigarette on the back porch of the great tree when he noticed a demon making their way to him. "Hey sweetheart. Want a smoke?"