#blue moon ball RP

[regina-the-sorceress]

*We hear explosion sounds from outside while we are laying there, half dozing off, half cuddling and half in a food coma.*

Oh! Whatwasthat?!

*I yelp, shaken from my stupor*

[wizblr-blue-moon-ball]

Greetings magical friends~☆

This is the official blog of the Blue Moon Ball! A wizardblr-wide event hosted by @the-necrobotanist for the greater Wizardblr community.

This blog is where I (Necro) will be making the future updates and posts for the blog!

This post will be pinned until the official post for the event is released, which should hopefully be when the date poll is complete.

For now, here's the current jist of the event:

For One Week (May 19-25), there will be a set of prompts pertaining to four categories for people to participate in (you're more than welcome to do more than what the prompts say!)

The catagories are: ART, WRITING, ROLEPLAY, AND PHOTOGRAPHY

The restrictions are no NSFW, and no revealing personal information (along with being nice. Dont make me extend this rule list.

You post and roleplay for the others for the week, and I'll do my best with this blog to reblog and share everything (as this is the nexus of the event).

Make sure to use the tags when the event happens!! I'll put them below so you can familiarize yourself

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#Blue Moon Ball Art — Art for the Ball

#Blue Moon Ball Writing — Writing for the Ball

#Blue Moon Ball RP — RP for the ball

#Blue Moon Ball Photography — Photography for the ball

#Blue Moon Ball Updates~☆ — Updates from me about the ball

Make sure to familiarize yourself with the tags and feel free to send me asks and submissions of your ideas and work!!

I cannot wait to see this come to fruition ☆

— Nec

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PINGLIST (Hi! It's me Necro)

@scuttling-comfuddlement @the-gnomest-bastard @kobold-sanctuary-buss-island @satyrs-apothecary @irving-the-pirate-wizard @morbingtime @justagingerwithredhair @chaos-familiar @these-detestable-hands @regina-the-sorceress @combustion-witch @slymewitch @yourlocalbreadenthusiast @mango-lord-of-poison @selldemapplez @agentldiddy @fractalkitty @wizard-island-trading-co @asheslab @good-wizard @the-illegal-wizard-council @ash-the-tiefling @mysticminion @blobbiedaykeeppcaway

@thebookshelflord @ceeceelemons @jesterofthelibrary

[hyper-lynx]

Two Cats Attend the Blue Moon Ball

Chapter 1: Dusk

Featuring @wizblr-blue-moon-ball's Lurien and @flowers-the-sun-witch, along with Hemi and Liam of course. This is the first chapter of probably several that I will make for some of the prompts. Character appearances will vary and can be removed on request!

A calm wind blew over Wizard Island Island’s coastal region, bringing a mild warmth over the old stones and dozens of pointy-hatted towers dotting the landscape. The sky was overcast, but it was clear despite this that the sun was near the horizon. The shimmering line of the ocean adorned the horizon. Along a path of well-trodden cobbles, the air bent and tore, until, with a burst of chromatic power, two felines landed onto the earth. Hemi, wreathed in the gentle fabric of his deep indigo dress, felt the lukewarm air suddenly about his legs until the dress behaved itself. The emblem of the moon was dim in the low light, but still plainly visible. Shortly behind him, Liam practically flowed out of the rift. His gown had the general design of the lunar hibiscus -- pink and, in Hemi’s opinion, somewhat bulbous, but still quite elegant. He held the corners of the dress in a way that suggested he had experience landing from a dimensional vortex in such attire. Once both cats exited the distortion, reality was quick to mend itself.

“Aha, we’re-- um.” Hemi looked around, then let his head tilt. “Where’s--”

They stood at the long-forgotten gates to a property that was seemingly completely absent. There was not a trace of any building -- in its place, an immense crater marred the landscape. The only thing that remained was a tarnished silver archway and a few mana crystals that poked out from the ground at the edges of the place.

Liam gasped. “Did something--?”

“Impossible. If something this big was -- gone, I’d have heard about it. Besides, that gate… must have been abandoned for a hundred years.” Hemi closed his eyes and tried to visualize the route on the invitation he’d been given, but he was certain it led to this general area, and there shouldn’t be any other large estate in the vicinity. Were all his days of anticipation really --

“Oh--! Hemi, look!”

Hemi opened his eyes to the sight of what looked like an angelic being descending through the clouds. He plummeted rapidly and then came to a sudden stop in the air just beyond the gate, not displacing any air or showing any discomfort in the process. An elf with radiant wings, blue into yellow, clothed in shining white silks. Despite his short stature, the elf had a golden power behind his eyes that commanded respect. The emblem of the Blue Moon shone in iridescent stone, adorning his crown.

“Greetings! Hyperlynx Hemi, I presume?” The elf spoke with a quiet tone that nonetheless carried through the emptiness. “I see you’ve found our ‘back entrance’.”

“Oh--! Um, hello, sir--?” Hemi stammered in response as both cats approached the gate.

“Lurien is fine. In any case, I’ve arranged transport for you and your partner. Please proceed through the gate.”

Hemi tilted his head to the opposite side and gazed into the spiky, terrifying chasm just beyond the rusted passage. “Um-- I ah, don’t have any flight spell active…” He glanced at Liam, who shook his head silently.

“That’s fine, sir. I assure you there are accommodations for all creatures at the Blue Moon Ball.” He looked down at some kind of brass handheld timekeeping device. “Although, I would insist you move swiftly. The event will be starting momentarily.”

Hemi huffed softly and looked to Liam, who took the lead. Liam gathered his gown about his feet and cautiously stepped through the gate. He half expected the world to suddenly burst into light and color around him, but no such thing happened. Instead, his foot met with a soft resistance, an invisible surface. It felt a bit like walking across a mattress. Seeing the leopard defy gravity, Hemi followed suit.

“Impressive spell, but where is--” Hemi was cut off when the platform was suddenly thrust skyward. The earth fell away, and waves of amber light emanated from the invisible surface above them as it blocked the wind. Lucien cracked a soft smile -- the emblem across his chest shimmered softly as the three beings were brought up. Even the clouds broke around the barrier above them, until--!

The sun, from its place ever-lower on the horizon, lavished golden light across a wondrous skyscape. A great layer of clouds the size of mountains formed the base, speckled with tiny sections of floating stone -- likely pieces of distant floating islands that came in the wind across the sea. Beyond the shelf of clouds, the light glinted on the water. Above it all, though, a grand estate was situated. The main island consisted of an immense floating mansion. In a way, it was almost more like a town  -- the lower section was something of a hull, with docking ports for flying ships and tiered gardens protruding from openings in its sides. Atop, the mansion sprawled across a massive expanse of once-natural earth, with what must have been hundreds of rooms and halls. Near the center, the peak of a wizard’s tower wis visible, adorned with the same lunar emblem.

Lucien watched the two cats take it all in as he platform moved in a grand circuit through the air above the venue. “Sunset really is wonderful at this altitude, isn’t it?” He noted. The light cast off everything, and the shadow of the floating manor lengthened forever across the clouds. Hemi took a moment to glance down at Liam, whose eyes were literally wide with wonder. 

Their dutiful invisible chariot let them down in the plaza just before the main gates. It seemed nearly everyone else was already somewhere inside, since this courtyard was otherwise occupied only by a trio of gnomes who seemed to pay the cat-men no mind. Lucien directed their attention to a statue of a human woman, depicted 20 feet tall in marble stricken with veins of some shimmering blue mineral. Water flowed from small slots below the woman’s feet into small channels that fed this section of the gardens.

“This is the original owner of the manor, Mistress Areth Lunacai. It’s said she discovered the arcane properties of lunar sapphire, and therefore mastered the art of permanent levitation. In her time, her genius was not recognized, so she wrested her family’s estate into the skies, where it still remains.”

“Wow…” Liam looked up at her. Hemi, however, was already distracted by looking at the venue itself. As the light of dusk began to fade, Hemi crossed his arms over his chest.

“Lucien, sir?” He interjected. “Are we late for-- anything?”

Lucien raised an eyebrow. “You accuse me of being late to my own ball?”

“Um--! Well, no, I--”

The host smiled. “No, it’s understandable. You are actually somewhat early. While most attendees have made their way to the main hall and its waiting rooms, the formal schedule will not commence for half an hour at minimum. Plenty of time, no?” Hemi nodded and looked to the side. He thanked the gods for the impenetrably thick fur that hid his now-red cheeks from view, then took a deep breath. There was no great rush. This was an event for fun, after all. The sleepless night before preparing… the weeks of anticipation… It all led to this night, where everything was arranged for him. He walked closer beside Liam.

Lurien turned over his shoulder, towards a figure in a blue dress who had appeared amidst the gardens. “Ah, I see a new guest has arrived. Excuse me.” Lucien bowed and began to gracefully stride towards the newcomer.

“Hey Hemi, do you want to go meet them? The person over there, I mean?”

Hemi looked to the newcomer, then back at the red wisps of frozen clouds high above. “I think I’ll watch the sunset for now. You go ahead -- we’re all going to the main hall anyway, right?”

Liam nodded and followed Lurien’s path through the gardens as quickly as he could without letting any dirt get on his outfit. By the time he arrived, the host was already leading the other person back up a scenic route along the terrain’s edge towards the fountain. Their long brown hair -- adorned with red flowers -- was tied into a set of four pigtails that dangled about elven ears and onto the shoulders of a truly cute blue dress, tied with a red belt bearing a once-live sunflower. They looked up at the approaching beastman with only momentary confusion. Lucien, without even looking in Liam’s direction, nodded. 

“I’ll allow you two a moment to become acquainted. There’s a matter I’ll need to attend to.” Lucien announced. A moment later, a great eagle flew dangerously close to the edge of the island and began circling the courtyard. Lucien sighed and, with a subtle movement of his wings, lifted off to redirect the bird’s rider.

“Oh gosh!” The witch put a hand against her mouth and giggled.

Liam shook his head. “Some people…” He turned his attention back to the immediate environs. “Well-- ah, greetings!” Liam gave a curtsy. “My name’s Liam.”

The witch returned the favor. “I’m Flowers, the Sun Witch. It’s nice to meet you! I like your dress.”

“Thank you~!” Liam twirled around a little. “Yours is very cute.”

The witch smiled, but didn’t reply verbally. The two watched for a moment as the now distant eagle followed Lucien -- from this range, a point of light -- towards the arcane beast stables on the lower levels. “I’ve not seen a dress of that style in a while. Lunar hibiscus, right?” Liam’s head tilted slightly. “How did you--”

“I don’t call myself ‘Flowers’ for no reason. The color’s pretty accurate, too. Though, those flowers are pretty rare on the island…”

“Ah, I’m not actually from here. I’m not even properly a wizard -- that title belongs to my partner. I’m his plus-one.”

“Oh!” Flowers looked along the rim of the floating landmass. “Is that him?” She pointed out Hemi, sitting alone on an outcropping, watching the redness leave the sky as night took over.

“Yeah…” Liam put his hand behind his head. “He’s a little shy. I’m sure he’ll warm up when things kick off.”

“Flowers nodded, then tapped her foot. “I hope the host is back soon… I hope everything’s alright with the bird situation.”

As if on cue, on a beam of light, Lucien appeared next to the two guests. “I apologize for the wait, Mx. Flowers. I hope you’ll forgive  my cutting your tour short for the moment, as the floor will open momentarily. I suggest you both make your way to the main hall and meet some more of the guests in the meantime.”

“Ah-! Of course, thank you.” Flowers began to walk down the garden path towards Hemi. Lucien, apparently satisfied, vanished into light.

“Um--” Liam trotted after her surprisingly quick gait. “The fastest path is to the right.”

“We need to collect your partner, don’t we?” The sun witch glanced back at him. “Besides, I need to compliment his dress, too.”

By the time they arrived, the sun had completely set, so Hemi was just staring off into the swirling expanse of the clouds below. His ears were somewhat askew-- when Liam approached, they swiveled to face him.

“Hey, we’re supposed to go inside soon.” Liam let a gentleness into his tone.

Hemi stretched and stood. He used a quick gesture to disconnect the dirt from his dress’ fabric, so it became fully clean in an instant. When he turned around, he started at the sight of the witch who accompanied Liam.

“Oh--! Um--” Hemi gave a clumsy bow. “Hello-- I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you.”

The witch extended her hand. “I’m Flowers. What’s your name?”

“...Hemi.” He said, and shook her hand with his paw. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“You as well. I like your dress~!” She told him. Hemi’s ears flipped, but he smiled in response.

A latch sounded at the main door. “Ah, it seems it’s time to enter. Have a wonderful time, you two--!” Flowers curtseyed again, and was off.

Liam looked at Hemi with a soft grin..

“What? I was surprised…”

“Nothing, nothing.” He took Hemi’s hand. “Another adventure, right?”

“--Right.”

The two cats proceeded towards the gathering group of wizards and the great oaken doors. The blue moon shone bright overhead.

[somecallmekay]

A Date at the Ball

@wonderwyrm and I prepare for the ball, 700 words, Blue Moon Ball

Evenings in spring usually tended to be on the warmer side, and tonight was no exception. The gentle heat of the setting sun slowly withdrew as the cool air kept everyone at a comfortable temperature, which was certainly aided to some extent by the magics enchanted. 

The sky was awash with colours of the setting sun, painting a diorama of hues accented by champagne pink clouds, carefully guiding the observers gaze towards the marble pillars which served as the main entrance to the hall, which was bustling with life. 

Wizards, witches, dragons, angels, wolfkin, everyone showed up dressed in their best. The Blue Moon Ball was certainly an event not to miss, and everything has been going smoothly, much thanks to the host.

Most people showed up slightly ahead of time, and we're socialising outside, save for one figure. 

Wyrm was dressed in a brilliant white dress, sparkling in the evening sun, reflecting the setting sun, yet underlit with a menagerie of colours, matching his wizard's hat and shoes. Bright and shiny, yet far from gauche, they razzled and dazzled in the crowd like fresh snow. 

Suddenly, the floor beneath them darkened, darkened, and darkened until it became a pool of pitch black. The shade, while still attached to their feet, moved slightly to the side, then something started rising out of it. Dark tendrils of darkness reached up into the sky, then coalesced into a singular form, stitching themselves into a humanoid body. 

She chuckled,and extended her hand towards the shape. “You're so dramatic, Kay.”

The body accepted his hand, the shadows fracturing to reveal their date for the ball, who turned the hand over and kissed the back, far too dramatically. “What can I say, it is the day to go all out. What'd you think?” they said, and slowly turned around, showing their outfit. 

A black suit, black shirt, they wore no tie, their neck adorned with a silver necklace in the shape of a small hammer, and an onyx pendant. They wore several black and silver bracelets, and a silver ring on their right middle finger. Their head was completely black and only reflecting some light, as if made out of ink. The outfits were completely different, yet instead of clashing, they accentuated each other beautifully. 

“Sharp,”came the answer, “but a little too black, don't you think?” The question was, of course, a joke, and immediately met with a response from his date. “I mean, I'm a living shadow, might as well lean into it. Anyways, damn, is this place nice or what?”

And like that, hands in pockets, all the theatricalities gone, just two friends hanging out dressed pretty. 

“Yeah, Lurien really went all out for this.” Wyrm responded cheerfully. “You can really see how much work he put in.”

“Same could be said for yourself, you look beautiful.”

“Aww, thank you! Took me a moment to get the enchantment exactly right, but it really paid off I think. Check this out!” he exclaimed and did a quick twirl. 

The lights of the dress went wild. Lights enchanted their glow, temporarily capturing the gaze of everyone around, and a round of polite applause followed. 

Kay was clapping the loudest, which wasn't saying much since golf claps aren't for noise, but regardless. 

“Bravo, beautiful. If they ever make a card game out of this ball, you're getting a holographic card just for that.”

“That might be the weirdest compliment I've gotten.”

“Gotten so far, the night is still young. Besides, the ball hasn't even sta-”

The massive doors into the building rumbled, and slowly opened, and a chime echoed through the grounds, signalling the ball had officially started. 

The shadow wytch paused. “huh. Colour me wrong I guess.”

Wyrm laughed, then offered his hand for their date to wrap their arm around. “Shall we then? My date?”

The teasing in her words was lightheaded, and instantly, she found a dark arm locked with hers. “After the Shadow Lillies and chocolates? Absolutely, darling.”

“Well, I did get a visit from someone who knew you'd like them. Tall, shadowy, black clothing.”

“I couldn't possibly imagine someone like that. Seriously, does their wardrobe have like, only one colour?”

They shared a laugh, just as they stepped into the halls. Oh yes, tonight was definitely a good night to go all out.

[somecallmekay]

My my, isn't that lovely! Thank you very much darling

*puts it on immediately*

Fabulous

While we’re here at the ball, @somecallmekay, I had a little something for you. I know I already gifted you those spectacular flowers and chocolates, but I thought something specifically for the event might be nice as well.

[of-celestial-judgement]

Hello Wizardblr, and denizens of the multiverse.

I believe a few of you know me, and to those Individuals I give a heartfelt greetings, but for those who don't let me introduce myself:

I am Lurien Anuva, Judge of the Celestial Wizard Council and 10th seat. You may address me by the pronouns He/They. Friends may address me with the It/Its and Star/Starself pronouns.

You might know me as the host of the Blue Moon Ball, however I also have partial residency on the island. I am avaliable for arcane consult, or just for a spot of tea.

On occasion I will let my sibling Hyacinth answer questions for me when I am unavailable, as my schedule is quite busy.

Thank you for reading ~☆

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My Tags:

☆ Lurien Answers -> Answers from myself

☆ From Hyacinth -> From my sibling

☆ Visions from the Divine -> Art tag

☆ Stellardex -> Important Posts

《OOC Below ->》

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IMPORTANT: LURIEN MAY BE A JUDGE, BUT I (THE MOD) AM NOT QUALIFIED TO GIVE LITERAL LEGAL ADVICE. THIS IS FICTION, THIS ENTIRE BLOG IS FICTIONAL RP. DO NOT ASK FOR ACTUAL LEGAL SHIT I WILL JUST DELETE AND BLOCK YOU

Oh hey would you look at that, I finally did the thing :v

Lurien Blog Real,,,,

ANYWAYS!! Hi gamers it's Necro, I'm back on my bullshit again. I've finally done the thing and made a full on wizardblr blog. Woag.

This blog is firmly low-stakes. I cannot handle high-stakes RP right now. To Lurien, this blog is merely an application on an app. I won't do traditional RP unless it has been previously discussed.

General tidbits:

No NSFW with this account, but suggestive jokes are fine as long as the person making them is an adult. If a minor makes these jokes they will be blocked.

I literally made this blog to be silly and have fun, so please don't take things too seriously :')

Here's a bit about myself for those unaware:

Name is Necro/Nec

Main blog is @the-necrobotanist [follows and likes are from @wyrmoffthestr1ng though]

Pronouns are He/They

20 y/o, Illustration major in college

LGBTQIA+ (I'm trans/nonbinary!)

I mainly dabble in Wizardblr lol

Pokémon is my hyperfixation, and I am an avid shiny hunter :)

Chronically ill, and I have a lotta anxiety so I often will explain things in tags if I'm worried abt something.

Lurien refs for those who wish to draw him:

Lurien's UnVale page with more art + Details/Lore:

If you want more just like, go to my main or smthn.

I can't think of anything else to add to this part right now, so I'll add things here as needed.

Btw no TERFS, Zi*nists, or your like. I will block you on sight. Get out

[frayna-of-the-hollow]

Introductory Post

I think this is a little overdue tbh but whatever

Hi, I'm Fray. I use They/He pronouns. I'm an aromantic demiboy. Im between the ages of 13-16. I have two lovely qpps in @be-gentle-with-littluns-2 and @d00dlebeez (idk why i didn't add this sooner lol). Please only call me Hollow or Fray (or any silly nicknames, as long as i approve them) (also pet names are reserved for my partners <3).

Side blogs:

@parkyrtheelvishbard - RP and Wizardblr

(This is them dressed up for the Blue Moon Ball btw)

@black-cat-parker - fursona blog (mainly used for rp, feel free to send asks and shit ig)

@color-warlock - second Wizblr blog lol

@marko-the-yellow-cat - Marko, my yellow cat in Cult of the Lamb (leshycat blog)

Just a little side note btw- if I say "luv u" I mean it platonically. (Usually)

Hollow Posts: posts made by me (not reblogs)

Hollow Writes: Chapters/side stories of my writing

Hollow Art: Art I've made/wips

Hollow Answers: Answering asks

🐁 : Cult of the Lamb oc (Mouse) answers asks (and rp in general)

^ (Also applies to my new Mouse fursona (Sherbert) that I haven't gotten around to designing)

Now I just gotta remember to use them lol

(Also I'm not changing them to Fray answers ot anything lmao)

[regina-the-sorceress]

Like you said we compliment each other.

*I smile and give you a light kiss on the cheek*

@regina-the-sorceress

*I’m enjoying the extravagant opulence of the main ballroom, smiling in general happiness. It’s been far too long since I’ve been to a party like this.*

*I hear your name announced and turn to watch you enter. I smirk as you don’t notice me right away, too caught up in the decorations and other distractions.*

*I make my way to you, going the long way around, staying out of your view even as you shake yourself back to alertness. All the longer to enjoy how beautiful the dress we made looks on you.*

Hey sexy! Looking for someone?~

*I tease once I’m close, being cheeky with you.*

Huh? Oh, Hello Miss, i am actually...

You wouldn't know someone dressed in Black looking stunning while standing directly in front of me would you?

*I jest while smiling at you*

[regina-the-sorceress]

Hey Lovely, look they are brining in food would you like anything?

Although, looking at it i barely recognize half of it and it keeps coming...

*I chuckle and stretch, feeling my stomach growl at some of the offerings*

Oh! They got the exotic stuff! We should have some of the rainbow grilled rainbow trout! It has some fun properties~

*I tease heading over and grabbing some*

[wizblr-blue-moon-ball]

You find a letter addressed to you...

The envelope is a pale, moonstone white with gold filligree. It is sealed with a wax seal, the engravings from the stamp showing an intricate magical spell used to ensure the letter was delivered to you.

If you are with a friend who also recieves a letter, you notice that each seal was customized to specifically reach you and you alone.

The paper inside a fine parchment with an invitation written in deep blue ink....

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Hello Magical Friend~☆

You are cordially invited to the Blue Moon Ball, the first of its kind hosted on Wizard Island (Island).

It will be a week-long celebration of the magical and arcane with old and new friends; if you happen to receive this letter, you are one of many esteemed guests we would like to host at our establishment.

Should you decide to attend, please sign the RSVP card added within this envelope and send it back using your preferred method of mailing.

The ball will be held in the fourth week of May, the Nineteenth through the Twenty-Fifth (May 19-25). We hope to see you there!

Signed...

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Welcome everyone to the official announcement post of the Blue Moon Ball! Wizardblr's (maybe?) first community-wide event. Hosted by yours truly @the-necrobotanist! I'm happy to see you here!

The event will take place over the course of seven days, where participants will make posts relating to a series of themes throughout the entire week.

The event will take place on the week of the 19-25, mark your calendars!

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RULES

Please be polite and kind to other participants

No AI generation in any and all submissions

Do not reveal any personal info

No NSFW

(This is everything for now. Please do not make me extend this rule list)

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There are four categories for people to partake in for the prompts: Art, Writing, Roleplay, and Photography. I'll explain a bit more in detail about them below.. .

ART [#Blue Moon Ball Art]

Draw your character according to the prompts, and perhaps other people's characters!

Use of picrews/heroforge is allowed as long as you credit where you made the image from

Use of AI to make art is strictly prohibited and will not be included in the event.

No NSFW

WRITING [#Blue Moon Ball Writing]

Write a story, drabble, or fic of your character!

There is no base word count or word limit, do whatever you wish!

Poems and the like are totally welcome and allowed!

No AI generated writing is allowed.

No NSFW

ROLEPLAY [#Blue Moon Ball Roleplay]

Roleplay at the event! I'll make a few starters for people to post and add to :)

Keep everything SFW, and if a RP situation makes you uncomfortable please remember that it is okay to back out

No NSFW

PHOTOGRAPHY [#Blue Moon Ball Photogtaphy]

Take a photo! Whether it be an outfit, food, or a pet!

No revealing personal information. This includes your face, address, full name, etc. Please practice internet safety.

No NSFW

The official prompt list will not be revealed until 3 days before the event! There will however be a prologue prompt!

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Prologue Prompt

Your prompt for before the event is.....

DRESS YOUR BEST~☆

Gather your fabric and get your sewing kits ready, your first prompt is to design and create your character’s outfit for the ball!

Create an outfit and post it to tumblr, whether through art, writing, or whatever you wish! Make sure to use the tag #BMB Outfit so people can see your work, and feel free to mention me so I can reblog!

All outfits submitted (unless noted otherwise in the post) will be added to a poll for a "Best Dressed" poll that will he hosted after the main event is over, consider it an afterparty of sorts.

All rules above apply to this post, I hope you all enjoy!!

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ALSO JOIN THE DISCORD!!!

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That's everything for now! I'm so excited to be hosting this, and I'm so, so happy and grateful for the huge amount of people interested. I cannot wait to see what you make!!

Enjoy the ball, Magical Friends~☆ !!

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Pinglist Set A

@scuttling-comfuddlement @the-gnomest-bastard @kobold-sanctuary-buss-island @satyrs-apothecary @irving-the-pirate-wizard @morbingtime @justagingerwithredhair @chaos-familiar @these-detestable-hands @regina-the-sorceress @combustion-witch @yourlocalbreadenthusiast @selldemapplez @agentldiddy @fractalkitty @wizard-island-trading-co @good-wizard @the-illegal-wizard-council @ash-the-tiefling @mysticminion @blobbiedaykeeppcaway @life-is-okay-rn2 @skyethebisexualwolfwizard @thequeerwizardcouncil @dread-the-eldritch-wizard @profeshinul-wizurd @a-squirrel-wizard @the-mighty-dalob @amateur-wizard @chaos-wizard-nyehehe @bertskullhaver @transgender-wizard @flowers-the-sun-witch @the-silliest-sorcerer @wizard-ghost @a-goose-in-a-trenchcoat @flirtyambiguouswizard @paltering-peculiarity @parkyrtheelvishbard @ceeceelemons

[hyper-lynx]

Blue Moon Ball: Outfitting

“So what the hell, a ball? A formal ball?” Hemi looked over at Liam, ears ascanse. Liam’s long, clouded tail swished playfully behind him. 

“Yep~! That’s what the letter said. The Blue Moon Ball. Two weeks from now on the Wizard Island, planar registry WIS-α-1.”

The lynx groaned and stretched as he stood from his well-cushioned seat. His upper body was wholly unclothed -- indeed, only a pair of trusty cargo shorts girded his tan fur. The tufted tips of his ears tingled a little as the energy current beside this reality shifted slightly. He approached and snatched the letter from Liam’s grasp.

“To Queer Wizard Council MEMBER and Hyper-Lynx, Hemi. Hello Magical Friend~☆…” And the invitation continued. An open bar, festivities, and a formal dress code, all described in impeccable hand-written cursive.

“I see…” Hemi muttered. He regarded Liam, his closest friend -- adorned in his typical flowing skirt and well-fitted vest, tail meandering through the cool air behind him, and wondered for just a moment if he should ask the clouded leopard to take his place. Then, the pride flag mounted on the cavern wall caught his eye, and he remembered his obligations.

“What’s the matter?” Liam asked, ears lowering just slightly. “This should be a lot of fun!”

“I’ve never… been to a big formal party like this, so I… don’t really know how any of it works. I’ve also only been to Wizard Island Island for business before, it’s not really… like, I don’t know my way around there at all.”

Liam chuckled. “You’re not one to turn down an adventure, so I don’t buy that that’s the problem.”

“...There’s also the matter of the dress code.”

“Hm! I figured that was the issue. “ Liam began to pace through the workshop. Pieces of unfinished arcane devices littered the counters, glass containers housed samples from distant realities, and a few piles of boxes were still, after months, residing at the sides of the closed cavern chamber. He stopped in front of the makeshift wardrobe -- just a wooden frame around a bar with various shorts hanging, completely in the shadow of a large mechanical air purifier. “I know your outfit choices are usually pretty… spartan, but this is a big event! Dozens or more wizards will be there, and everyone will have put a lot of effort into their outfit. I don’t think just finding your least dirty pair of pants will help you here.”

“I-- hesitate to ask this, but, what alternative do you have in mind? I’m not likely to fit any of your clothes either…” It was true-- Liam was almost a full head taller than Hemi, so sharing clothes was out of the question.

“Well, then we’ll just have to go clothes shopping for you!”

“...Can’t I just, find a good cheesy wizard hat or something? Cut some ear holes, call it a day?”

Liam’s face darkened. “Well, you could do that. For a ball of wizards, you might not even stand out. But, aren’t you a member of the Queer Wizard Council? Specifically one of the ambassadors of the gay identity?”

“Oh, you’re not about to--”

“I am! Friend, there are Expectations on you, justified or not. I won’t condone you showing up with absolutely no effort in your outfit. It doesn’t have to be like what I wear, I just want you to make a good impression! These wizards are powerful allies -- don’t you want to get to know them?”

Hemi sighed and flopped back down onto the chair he was still next to. “...Fine. We’ll go clothes shopping. But you’re doing the astrogation.”

“Ehe, I knew you’d see things my way! You won’t regret this!” With that, he practically pounced over to the divining orb and began running the numbers.

Hemi had almost fallen asleep by the time that Liam returned to him with a piece of discarded scroll paper. 

“Here! A full charted course.”

Hemi sat up and looked it over. It was a pretty straight shot through the phantasmal plane to reach… “Terastra… Is this just an excuse to visit your homeworld, Liam?”

“I mean… no! It’s not. It’s almost spring on my continent of origin, so the blooming festivals will be kicking off soon. They’re tied to the new moon, so I figure the motifs should line up. Plus, if we get lucky with the time alignment, the plaza might already be pretty well decorated.”

Hemi hesitated for a moment, but then stood up again. “Alright. Let’s do this. Better to leap then stay in place, right?”

Liam’s grin widened. “That’s the spirit!”

They both stepped onto the pedestal that formed the center of the entire chamber -- the place set aside for traversal work. The tips of Hemi’s ears sparked and shone with indigo and lavender, bringing a strange vertigo over both of them for just a moment. Hemi traced his claw along the lines of the pattern from the paper, then huffed and crouched.

“Three seconds!” He called out. Liam crouched down too.

Hemi bobbed his head a few times, running the final calculations in his head, and then leapt into the air and sliced outward with extended claws. The air tore open, and from the wound a prismatic light burst onto the chamber. Hemi’s momentum carried him through, and a second later Liam lowered his eyes and leapt into the rift as well.

The void between worlds was beautiful, but in a fleeting way-- when one leaves it, the structure is lost as the story of a dream upon waking. So it was that Liam had almost no memory of the traversal itself when he came to his senses on the surface of his home planet. The air was crisp and cool, but the first tinge of spring’s humidity had already snuck into it. The grass around him was damp with morning dew. He found Hemi’s paw reaching down towards him and took it with a groan as he stood unsteadily.

“Feeling alright?” Hemi asked.

“Yes, sorry.”

“Not at all! It was my bad, I took us close to a turbulent zone. That being said… where are we?”

Liam blinked a few times and found that the two of them were, in fact, not in the plaza of any city, but were in the midst of a great pine forest. The untamed ground sloped upwards towards the gathering light of morning.

“Um-- hopefully, we’re just… next to the city?”

“...What precision did you use in the astrogation?”

“Five places?”

Hemi groaned. “We could be miles away…” He started trudging through the short grass towards the local peak. “Come on, maybe there’s a view over this bluff.”

It was a deceptively long distance to the bluff -- by the time they arrived, the sky was already very nearly blue. But, when they finally reached the top, both were wordlessly taken aback.

The cliff they had arrived at was, in fact, the edge of a great ridge that nearly surrounded the landed side of the vibrant city below.  The shadow of the opposing cliffs still cast darkness over the white buildings, but the miniscule impressions of hundreds of people were already milling about in the city center, were the colors of spring had been lavished upon the streets in minuscule strands. Liam’s tail and ears recovered their former, perky status immediately.

“Hmh! Not bad for five decimal places.” Hemi remarked. “I might come back here on purpose some time.”

“I’m still sorry for the trouble. It might take all morning to hike down there.”

“We’ve got two weeks, right? There’s no rush. If you mess up your skirt we’ll be in a good place to get a new one, too.”

“--Right! Okay…”

They sat for a moment to watch the sunrise finish, and then continued on their way. Thankfully, a reasonable series of switchbacks existed to allow the downward voyage to be done without any significant climbing.

“They won’t like-- recognize you here, right?” Hemi asked as they approached the base of the hills. “I know you’ve done some pretty heroic stuff…”

“No, we should be fine on that front. It was a while ago, and I looked different at the time.”

“Damn. Was hoping for some ‘divine messenger’ discounts.”

“Ha!” Liam shook his head. “We should hope they don’t have any ‘divine messenger’ flaming arrows for us. But, again, it should be fine.”

When they finally breached the city walls, both cats were somewhat exhausted, so before they reached the plaza proper, they found a tea-serving restaurant of some kind to relax at. As promised, none of the residents seemed to think the two of them were at all unusual -- the residents and tourists occupied a wide array of distinct species. Mostly canids, it seemed, but felines and the odd cervid could be sighted in the streets.

As Hemi sipped on his (quite good!) cup of green tea, Liam tilted his head, caught by a passing idea. “So, Hemi, there’s one big choice we have to make before finding you clothes.”

“And what’s that?” As Hemi asked, he already had some idea of what this ‘choice’ would be, judging from the mirthful display across Liam’s face.

“Suits or skirts?”

Hemi sighed, but had no immediate response. To tell the truth, he’d been mulling that over the entire hike so far. Suits were, of course, more traditional for masculine-appearing beings, but he was there as a representative of the Queer Wizard Council, so everything would be open to him, but if he looked bad in something, it would be worse than having shown up in just shorts and a hat, and suits and ties all seemed very restrictive compared to what he was used to… it continued spinning around from there. 

“I haven’t chosen.” He answered bluntly.

“Well, for what it’s worth, I’m sure you’d cut a dashing look in either. Since you don’t have a strong preference, we’ll have to try out some of both.”

Hemi squirmed a little in his seat, then tilted his head and let his ears fall back as he noticed Liam’s general expression. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you--?”

“It’s not every day I get to see you, of all people, flustered~”

“I’m not flustered!”

“Yes you are. Don’t lie to yourself, sweetheart.”

“Don’t-- call me that… Damn it. Fine, it’s just not a comfortable thing, okay? Is that such a crime? I probably’ll look stupid no matter what I choose anyway so--”

“What? Don’t say that! I wasn’t joking earlier, I really do think you can pull it off!”

Hemi’s ears were low, and his little nub of a tail was moving back and forth through the cutout of the chair. His posture made him appear to be barely half of Liam’s size, and his voice became quiet but firm. “This is an important event, Liam. I’ve never even seen this many other wizards at once before, let alone-- partied with them. What if I end up making a bad impression? All of this is alien to me, literally more so than actual, like, alien life… I’ve literally been more comfortable climbing a volcano or spelunking a thousand miles under the surface of some rock no one has laid eyes upon since creation began.”

“Those things are physically perilous. That’s completely different then this-- social peril-- you’re feeling. I’m sorry for pressuring you… I, uh, think I got a little too excited.“ 

Liam was quiet for a moment. “If, you want to go home, this was still a nice day out. You can even discard the invitation if you want, I’m sure they’ve got plenty of attendees.”

“...No.” Hemi’s back straightened, and he took a deep breath in. “No, I need to do this. I can’t just live underground with you alone forever-- no offense. I need to get out there, get out of my own head and be seen by… anyone else. Anything else, then just me and the one writing all this down.”

“Huh?”

Hemi finished his tea and stood up. “I’m ready.”

Liam’s eyes went wild and he quickly finished the last small amount of his own tea as well. “Then, let’s do this--!”

The plaza burst and flowed with vibrant colors and moving bodies of all descriptions. A sea of horns and ears jostled about open-air stalls with perfumes, floral headdresses, fresh-grilled fish, and, finally, a veritable feast of clothes. Gowns, cocktail dresses, suits, ties… a hundred outfits for a thousand eyes. Above it all, streams of paper-made flowers that jostled in the gentle breeze, like candle fire against the immense blue sky.

Hemi tried on a suit first. As predicted, the feeling of his long body fur being constrained by the fabric was hard to stomach, and this particular suit made his head seem disproportionately too large. He tried another -- similar results, but it was a bit looser. Most of the outfits had some sort of floral design, but a few commemorated the moon as well -- unfortunately, each suit that had appropriate theming seemed to have some issue of comfort or price that disqualified it from consideration. Minutes passed, then tens of minutes. Almost an hour. Over an hour. Even Liam had begun to wear down, and that resolve the lynx had kindled within himself could only maintain itself for so long. The crowds kept throbbing and coursing down the cobblestones all the while.

In the distance, Hemi noticed something different as the attendant (a rather friendly coyote) and Liam were helping button together the latest too-tight suit. It was a cocktail dress (of the over-one-shoulder variety), formed from a deep blue-purple that matched the night sky above his home world on a clear night. Across its chest, it displayed a beautiful full moon, and it had a few frills down the sides that would match his face’s lynx-like cheek fur. It stood against a boutique stand that seemed to have little traction.

“How does it fit?” Liam asked of the suit he was already wearing, though he was able to guess given how much Hemi had squirmed while it was being fastened, when he caught Hemi’s gaze and followed it. “Oh~! Did you find something..?”

An invisible barrier formed around Hemi’s words as he was stricken again with doubt. It would be a bold statement -- one his generally not-that-attractive physique would butcher for sure. Liam took the coyote aside and whispered something in their ears. The coyote looked across the crowd, then back to Hemi, and put their paw under their chin for a moment before nodding. Liam’s smile became a gentle smirk.

“Well, what are you waiting for? You won’t know anything until you try it on.”

The lynx looked to Liam with a frightened expression, so Liam put a hand on his still-padded shoulder. “They’re wizards, Liam. Half of them will be wearing bones or slime or something.”

Hemi swallowed and, after another second nodded. “I want to try on that dress.” The words, alien as they might have been to his tongue, brought an electric feeling to the back of his mind. The coyote dutifully helped him remove the suit, and he and Liam entered the other stall.

The dress, once donned, hung loosely around Hemi’s frame. Somehow, his exposed shoulder felt almost salacious, compared to not wearing any shirt at all, but the feeling was a good one. The fabric was smooth and breathable, so it was not unbearable on his fur. Most importantly, the inner structure of the dress emphasized his physique without being explicit-- it was just a little more sensual than normal. He turned around and around in the mirror, while Liam watched on from the side.

“So… what do you think?”

Hemi looked down at himself, then back up at the mirror. “I think I actually like it--! What do you think?”

“I think it’s gorgeous. It fits you really well! The moon might make it hard to use at other events, but that’s the only downside.”

“I’m alright with that. I’m sure if I end up wearing it often I can find some illusion to cast over the moon -- it’s basically a big white disk, right? Perfect backdrop for an insignia.”

“Right! Well-- do you want to try any of the other dresses? Since we’re on this side of the aisle…?”

“...Um. No, no I think-- I like this one. Aha--” Hemi put a hand against the back of his head and gave a soft, genuine smile. Liam quickly moved to find the cashier -- who ended up being some kind of dog with very curly white fur.

“My friend would like to buy that dress, please!” 

The cashier nodded. “And why not! Oh, but the moon is out of season, isn’t it?”

“It’s fine, it’s for a different event. Actually, the moon was what drew us over here in the first place.”

“Oho!” The cashier dropped her voice. ”And, your friend is happy in… that kind of clothing? We have a suit with the same design in the back--”

Hemi approached. His large ears made it trivial to overhear the conversation from afar. He’d removed the dress and put it onto its hanger, but was still carrying it. He laid the fabric onto the purchase area. “Yes, I’d like to buy the dress. What’s your price?”

The cashier tapped her claw onto a rune engraved in her desk, and a circle of symbols appeared briefly in the air between her and the lynx. “You are a magician, yes? I will ask for a simple service -- production of some lumen oil for my silkworms to feed on. A cup should suffice as payment.”

“Lumen oil… very well. Do you have a cloche?”

The cashier directed Hemi to her alchemy room, and left him to provide his payment while she packaged the dress gently into a clear garment bag. A few minutes later, Hemi emerged with a small container of glowing golden liquid, formed from pure arcane energy. He wiped the sweat from his head -- he’d have to do a more complete grooming in a moment.

“Pleasure doing business with you.” He set the vial onto the payment section. The cashier tapped a rune, and the sign for equivalence appeared in the air. “Then the outfit is yours. I do hope you enjoy wearing it…!” The cashier announced. 

Liam took the dress into his hands. “Thank you!” Hemi nodded in thanks as well, and the two left into the plaza. As midday drew closer, the crows had settled into lines near the food vendors, and it was clearly time to take their leave. Hemi knew the way home by heart, so it was a quick matter to tear open the air again and lead the duo back to their place in another reality.

“You did good today, Hemi.” Liam literally patted the lynx on the back as he groomed.

“It’s strange… I never imagined I’d choose an outfit like that, but-- it really did look alright on me?”

“My friend, I could not have envisioned a dress that would fit you and the occasion better. I know I’m biased, but it’s really nice that you’re taking these kinds of risks now. It was a nice day! When we both get a while off of work, we should go out again -- and not just because I got to watch you try on suits for over an hour this time.”

“Hmph--! I’ll bet that was a real treat…”

“Oh, it was~” Liam said in a tone that made it truly impossible to discern if he was being sincere or just trying to get a rise out of him. Hemi just chuckled and looked back over at the garment bag, now hanging in his wardrobe.

“You should come with me. To the ball.”

“Um-- I’m not a wizard, though?”

“Any good ball allows plus ones. Besides, I know you’ve got some ridiculous giant gown or other in your storage somewhere.”

“I… may, but, I don’t think I’d look-- hey, you don’t get to turn the situation around on me like that!”

Hemi’s chuckle turned into a full laugh. “Revenge really is sweet~ But, seriously, you should come.”

“I’ll think about it. Home’s been pretty busy lately. Tsunamis, droughts-- the people need a nature prophet more than ever. But-- if I’m not actively mitigating some huge catastrophe-- I’ll put on a ‘ridiculous, giant gown’ and come with you to the ball. It’s the least I could do, after today.”

“Thank you.”

“Of-- course.”

The matter decided, each cat went on to enjoy the rest of the afternoon in their own ways.

[justagingerwithredhair]

"You have nothing to apologize for! It was lovely meeting you. I hope you enjoy the rest of your night, Heni!"

Seros, still oblivious to his mispronunciation, begins to give you a wave goodbye as you depart. Ivory also give a small wave with his fins before returning to the staff.

"Now... to find this Lurien." Seros mutters to himself.

The Blue Moon Ball (Part I): Dancing

As I wander the halls of the venue looking for a secluded alcove, a new thought gives me hesitation. If I am planning to read into the host, I'll have to at least meet with them first. I'll need a name, a face, or any detail I can use to connect my questions to my deck. The more I know, the more likely my divination will succeed. First, I need a lead. I could try my hand a clairvoyance. Maybe I can fish out the name or face of the host so finding them won't be as difficult. All I have for reference is my invitation letter and its handwriting. I can work with this.

Finally tucking myself away into a more private area, I call upon my palisman, Ivory. He is a narwhal and the ornament topping my staff, but he can separate and float around at will. My mentor helped me carve him from palistrom wood once I started to earn my stripes as a wizard. He has a light blue body, yellow tusk, white belly, and pink accents. He also bares a small crystal ball that is slightly buried in his chest. It serves as my spell casting focus and a tool for divination on the go. Ivory begins to swim through the air and levitates in front of me.

"Ivory, dear, may I ponder the orb please?"

He gives an enthusiastic nod as a reply. He must be just as excited for some investigation as I am. He's always been the inquisitive type. (I have no doubt that's why we are so close). Ivory stretches and the crystal ball begins to dislodge from his chest and float, suspending in front of me. I retrieve my invitation and begin tracing my fingers over the ink. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and begin the divination.

"Show me the host of the Blue Moon Ball (@wizblr-blue-moon-ball)."

The crystal ball flares to life and images flash across the orb, becoming projected into my mind. Brilliant cloth... dark skin... long ears... celestial jewelry... and... wings? What a unique character. The images swell and begin to transform into letters. The text font is almost identical to what I read in the invitation. They letters are written in light one after another:

L. U. R. I...

Then the visions fade; the orb goes dark once more. I suppose that's all I am able to see with my current connection with the host. Though vague, the visions were helpful. Now I know what characteristics to look for, and more importantly, a name. Luri? Is that all, or were the visions incomplete? I think I'll have to socialize more if I am to learn anything else.

Ivory reunited with his orb and nestled comfortably back on top of my staff. I entered the hallways once more to find them oddly empty, but majestic music was echoing down the corridors. Following it, I could make out a large crowd of voices and endless thumps stepping in time. Oh dear... the dance must have started without me! I began to jog down the halls while gripping my staff with nervous anticipation. This quickly proved to be a reckless mistake as I turn the corner and immediately collide with a beastman (@hyper-lynx). I fall too the ground and my staff clatters to the floor with me.

"AH! A thousand pardons! Are you hurt! I'm not much of a healer but I can mend your wounds if you are!"

[somecallmekay]

Day 3: DANCE for the Blue Moon Ball

@wonderwyrm and I do a little dance

Psst I didn't tell Wyrm I wrote this, it's a surprise

The celebration has been proceeding smoothly. Kay primarily spent the time chatting, socialising, and spending an unhealthy amount of time by the snack table. They didn't need the food per se, but damn did it taste good. 

The music was cheerful, and they were no stranger to the dance floor, but as fun as dancing alone is, it's better with a partner. Unfortunately, Wyrm has ventured far and away, which is to say left the immediate proximity of the brownies, so she tragically got lost in the crowd. Last Kay remembered he said something about the bathroom, and them being back when she's done. 

Munching down on a lovely slice of sacher cake, Kay noticed three things. One, the music finished the current number and went into an energetic tango. Two, things suddenly became much brighter and colourful. And three, the snack table started to become more and more distant as they were dragged by the collar. 

“C’mon pretty,” Wyrm said, joviality on her lips, and dragged the shade wytch to the dance floor, “They're playing our number.” 

One rapid twirl and they were in the middle of the floor. The kidnappee smiled, not that it could be seen. Show time. 

Noticing that their colourful partner was waiting for their cue, they paused for a second, catching the beat, and off they went, one site bright and bubbly, the oder dark and sharp, in between a masterpiece of ever changing battlefield of colours and darkness, giving and taking, leading and following, sweeping across the dance floor. 

It would be dishonest to claim everyone had their eyes on them; they weren't the greatest dancers on the floor, and Kay heavily suspected that the floor had at least a couple enchantments to help those more new to dancing. Not that they were bad at dancing, but the shadow wytch simply wasn't THIS good at Tango. And to be perfectly honest, if they looked they'd see a dragon duo simply outclassing the duo. 

But they didn't look. They had their eyes for each other, predicting, signalling, reading, and following each other across the floor. And when the music died down for a moment, the way Wyrm’s dress flashed up as he twirled right into Kay's arms, the way he fit in almost too naturally, only to be ripped away by the beat, it was simply magical. 

When the music swirled up towards the crescendo, and the dancers followed, when Wyrm’s dress got brighter and brighter, when Kay's shadows grew darker and darker, when the stage erupted in effects from other dancers, the floor erupted into a beautiful masterpiece of light and sound, that's when the band reached their highest of their high note, and with a collective SLAM of feet stomping on the ground, the dancers froze. 

And then everyone clapped. 

And while yes, the applause was certainly meant for the entire stage, at that moment, Wyrm and Kay felt like the world was clapping just for them. 

Both were panting heavily, Wyrm still laid out in Kay's arms, so beautifully. “So,” she said, catching her breath, “in a normal story, this is where the hero kisses their partner.” 

Kay let out an exhausted laugh. “You accusing me of being the hero?”

“Maybe I am.”

"Even so,” retorted the walking shadow, “I don't like my stories predictable. ”

And with that, they let their legs give way, collapsing them both into their collective shadow. 

For a moment, Wyrm panicked. An unexpected fall into absolute darkness was not expected, he'll admit. For a moment, she felt like she was at the bottom of an ocean. The darkness absorbing all light, suffocating it, the cold instantly causing him goosebumps, until suddenly, everything got warmer, nicer, softer. The thick viscous void in their palm solidified into a hand, which gently pulled him through, towards a bright spot in the distance. 

She could hear the music again, smell the food, feel the life of the party. And then, there they were, sitting on chairs at the far end of the dance floor.

“So that's how it looks when you travel around?”

“Pretty much, but the limit between myself and the void isn't defined. I don't know where I start and where I end. Like a cup of water in an ocean.”

“Huh.”

“Yeah. I try not to think about it too much, it's easy to lose oneself in philosophy. Like I said, not sure if sentient.”

Wyrm didn't really know what to say. Words of kindness? Condolences? Grief? 

But before she could think of something to say, Kay got up with a bounce. “Enough of that tho, wanna get a drink? I hear the champagne is pretty good.”

“You hear?”

“Wine isn't my poison of choice, I'll see if we have something more fruity.”

And once again, they extended their hand. And once again, Wyrm gladly accepted it, to be led to the next adventure. Or the drinks table. That works too. 

[pollyypockett]

Beloved Miss America

Well, well, well, [PAULINE “POLLY” JOHNSON], after that stunt you and your friends pulled, half of town didn’t think you’d make it to graduation! Let alone turning [19]. You’re getting a reputation as [MISS AMERICA] you know, it’s all the talk around [MIDWAY AND, MORE NOTABLY, SALLY’S COSMETICS STORE!] Nevertheless, Principal Grauss announced your postgrad plans to [STUDY EDUCATION AT GEORGIA STATE UNIVERSITY OR … DITCH THAT PLAN ALTOGETHER FOR THE OBVIOUS PATH] when you walked across that stage and got that diploma. Folks around Midway will always remember you as [CONFIDENT + AMBITIOUS] and [CONTROLLING + VINDICTIVE].

Name: Pauline "Polly" Johnson Pronouns: She/Her Hometown: Midway, Georgia Occupation: Recent Midway High graduate. Works part-time at Sally's Cosmetics. The rest is ... up in the air. Big Three: Sag Sun, Leo Moon, Cap Rising Era Appropriate Song: Shirley Bassey, Killing Me Softly With His Song (1973). I realize this rp is set in 1971. Shoot me < 3

Writing Sample: Note: I inserted other characters just to play around with the world.

Polly descended the makeshift stage carefully, holding the hem of her baby blue dress so as to avoid trampling on it underfoot. The fabric shimmered with every step she took, sequins catching strays of an obnoxiously large disco ball to create a dazzling display of turquoise. Her boyfriend, [Terry Bradshaw], was nowhere near her side in the post-crowning glow. She couldn’t even stand to look back at him, focusing only on the roar of his football buddies somewhere deep in the crowd. Their howling overshadowed gentle clapping and the live band that picked up from where they left off before the announcement. Irritation that had been sitting in her chest since the moment her boyfriend rolled into her cul-de-sac intensified. Polly didn’t even need to glance back to know that Terry was probably taking in the moment on stage. Pumping his fist in the air or showing off the crown in some other obnoxious display of muscles. If it weren’t for the bickering after [Terry Bradshaw] picked her up with a disgustingly pink corsage, maybe Polly would have dared to share the limelight with him … Give the crowd an encore with a wistful kiss to hum and haw over. Create a great visual of Midway’s most beloved couple to kickstart the summer … but the only thing on Polly’s mind at this moment was her boyfriend’s stupid grin as he showed up to her house 20 minutes early. His clammy hand groping her waist for a picture …  The way his choice of a pink corsage clashed against her entire outfit … Normally she could compartmentalize the annoyance and stand by his side but tonight was her night. The night of all nights. She needed air. Pronto.  Polly flounced forward with only one destination in mind. Anywhere but this unrecognizable gymnasium draped in twinkling lights. Streamers hung from the rafters, cascading gentle waterfalls of glitter atop the heads of hair sprayed updos and slicked back mullets. Equally nauseating was the heaviness of B.O. overlaid by layers of cheap cologne. It mingled with freshly cut flowers that adorned every table to create something entirely vile. Polly’s smile grew tighter with every “thank you” muttered in response to congratulations from classmates, desperation at the forefront of her thoughts as she hunted for an exit sign. A second of fresh air to recenter her thoughts and adjust the crown that was definitely messing with her hair. She strutted the perimeter of the gymnasium until her eyes caught a shadowy corner where [The Dirtbag] stood. He was, for a lack of better words, a murky glass of water in a drought. The thought alone was vomit inducing. Polly approached quickly, a vein soon about to pop in her forehead. 

“Well, well, well …” [The Dirtbag] drawled, smirk widening as she got closer. “Should I be saying congratulations or are you-”  “Shut up.” Polly snapped. The edge in her voice was real, not half-hearted with amusement as usual. No eye roll, either. She moved closer to where he leaned against the wall, arms now crossed against her chest, inching forward to avoid eavesdroppers. “Is there a cigarette somewhere in that moldy suit?” [The Dirtbag’s] smirk faltered. He reached into his suit for his pack of Wintsons, wordlessly offering a stick to her. Polly unfurled an arm to snatch it, throat tightening as she swallowed away a thanks. The best she could muster was a pursed smile, straightening her shoulders to pivot towards an exit sign. The promise of cool concrete ahead. Unbeknownst to Miss America, the entire trajectory of Polly’s night was about to change with the turn of her shoulder. She glanced back at [The Dirtbag], not bothering to meet his gaze in her periphery. Radiating indifference.  “I’ll be needing a lighter. too.”  Provided that [The Dirtbag] wasn’t already wasted on shitty punch, he’d understand it was an invitation.

[biggiegeorges]

2023, a year in music

Janvier

Boldy James - Indiana Jones [Rap]

Ice Spice - Like...? [Rap]

Popstar Benny - University! [Rap]

Lakecia Benjamin - Phoenix [Jazz]

Malcolm Stracham - Point of no return [Jazz Fusion]

Lucas Santtana - O Paraiso [Brasilian Folk]

Icytwat - Siddhi World (Deluxe) [Rap]

Shaudy Kash & Top$ide - On The Yeah Side 2 [Rap]

Boogotti Kasino - Pink House [Rap]

MarijuanaXO & TGE L Masi - Ball Til We Fall [Rap]

RX Papi - Marlo [Rap]

Bic Fizzle - Clark Street Baby [Rap]

qua - Solo Tape [Jersey Club]

Slimesito - Paid N Full [Rap]

SteezTheProducer - Versatility [Jersey Club]

Février

Meemo Comma - Loverboy [Electronic]

Lokowat - Elementos [Batida]

Kelela - Raven [RnB]

Dai Ballin - 448 pt.2 [Rap]

Liv.E - Girl In The Half Pearl [RnB]

Young Nudy - Gumbo [Rap]

3Phaz - Ends Meet [Electronic]

Acid Arab - Trois [Electronic]

Caroline Polachek - Desire I want to turn into you [Pop]

Christian Mcbride's New Jawn - Prime [Jazz]

Braxton Cook - Who are you when no one is watching [Jazz / Soul]

WB Nutty - Im not an artist [Rap]

Paco Panama - The Wire vol.1 [Rap]

Shaudy Kash - Ghetto Heartthrob 2 [Rap]

Ayoolii - 2 Grams [Rap]

Ayoolii & Run Along Forever - Crashing Tf Out [Rap]

SME Taxfree & Big Homie Dre Cash - Just Like Brothers [Rap]

Karol G - Manana Sera Bonito [Cumbia]

LilC4 - The Blueprint [Jersey Club]

Cashcache! & Slime Dollaz - The Life of Slime [Rap]

Yeat - Aftërlyfe [Rap]

Mari Montana - Outstanding Member [Rap]

Tae rackzz - Who Is Ju ? [Rap]

Mars

RXKNephew - Till I'm Dead [Rap]

Mariboy Mula Mar - Effortless [Rap]

RXK Nephew - Ready 2 Ball [Rap]

Tisakorean - Let Me Update My Status [Rap]

Luh Tyler - My Vision [Rap]

CEO Trayle - The Collection vol.2 [Rap]

DJ Girl - Hellworld [Electronic]

Lonnie Holley - Oh me Oh my [Soul]

Adi Oasis - Lotus Glow [Soul]

Kali Uchis - Red Moon in Venus [Soul]

Cécile McLorin Salvant - Mélusine [Jazz]

Lojay - Gangster Romantic [Afrobeat]

Boygenius - The Record [Pop]

Billy Childs - The Wind Of Change [Jazz]

Surgeon - Crash Recoil [Techno]

Bear1Boss - Blow Up! [Rap]

Yves Tumor - Praise A Lord Who Chews But Which Does Not Consume [Rock]

Subiibabii - Webb2 [Rap]

Lucile Ghatti - Tears From A Clown [RnB]

Vayda - Breeze [Rap]

Avril

DJ Finale - Mille Morceau [Afrobeat]

DJ Danifox - Ansiedade [Batida]

Nondi_ - Flood City Trax [Footwork/Techno]

Jim Legxacy - Homeless N*gga Pop Music [RnB]

Niontay - Dontay's Inferno [Rap]

Nourished By Time - Erotic Probiotic 2 [Pop]

MC Yallah - Yallah Beibe [Rap]

BackwoodzStudioz - High Bias [Rap]

Babsy Konate - Tounga [Gao Rap]

Fly Anakin - Skinemaxxx Side A [Rap]

Icytwat - Have Mercy On Us [Rap]

SME Taxfree - I'm Still Industreet [Rap]

Kara Jackson - Why does the Earth give us people to love [Folk]

Kiko El Crazy - Pila'e Teteo [Dembow]

Funny $Money & OTR Trapbaby - Trap Money [Rap]

Myaap - No Guarntee vol.1 [Rap]

Jass Clutch - No Deal [Rap]

Mariboy Mula Mar - Mula Ova Errthing [Rap]

Ayoolii - Brudderman [Rap]

Mai

Hitech - Detwat [Ghettotech]

Billy Woods & Kenny Segal - Maps [Rap]

Idlibra - Muganga [Electronic]

Guiss Guiss Bou Bess - Jolof Bass Music [Electro Sabar]

DJ Ramemes - Sem Limites [Baile Funk]

3Phaz - Drumtratrax [Electronic]

RP Boo - Legacy vol.2 [Footwork]

Ghetto Baby Boom - Boom Talk [Rap]

RXK Nephew - Neph Crockett [Rap]

RXK Nephew - Drunk Nights [Rap]

RXK Nephew - Summer in Miami [Rap]

SME Taxfree & Dai Ballin - House Party [Rap]

Gale - Lo Que No Te Dije [Pop]

Baby Stone Gorillas - Babyst5xne Gorillas 2 [Rap]

Smoke Chapo - Over The Counter [Rap]

RRB Duck - Back in tha K [Rap]

Vayda - Dawn [Rap]

Paco Panama & Deemuney - Faces of the Hill [Rap]

Juin

Veeze - Ganger [Rap]

Sexyy Red - Hood Hottest Princess [Rap]

Peso Pluma - Genesis [Corrido]

Asake - Work Of Art [Afrobeat]

Certified Trapper - Trapper of the Year [Rap]

Amaarae - Fountain Baby [Afropop]

Nicky Schrire - Nowhere Girl [Jazz]

Blue Lake - Sun Arcs [Folk]

Nicola Conte - Umoja [Jazz]

Ambrose Akinmusire - Beauty Is Enough [Jazz]

David Kofi - Live At Late Night Jazz Royal Albert Hall [Jazz]

Ayoolii - Montessori [Rap]

RXK Nephew - The ONEderful Nephew [Rap]

RXK Nephew - Shawty RXK Too 3 [Rap]

Glokk40spaz - Glokk Files [Rap]

RealYungPhil - Victory Music [Rap]

WifiGawd & Gawd - Block Music [Rap]

RRB Cheese & RRB Mel - Shake Da Blender 1 [Rap]

Vontee The Singer - Lovers & Friends [RnB]

Rylo Rodriguez - Been One [Rap]

Babydrill - Madman [Rap]

D30 - Turn the Streetz Up [Rap]

Louie Ray - Even Stronger [Rap]

Super Throwed Dave - Smacking Fire [Rap]

Juillet

African Head Charge - A Trip to Bolgatanga [Experimental]

Bandgang Lonnie Bands - Bam Bam [Rap]

DJ K - Panico No Submundo [Baile Funk]

Babyface Ray - Summer's Mine [Rap]

Surf Gang - Fast 5 [Rap]

RX Papi - My name Is my Name [Rap]

Matt Wilde - Hello World [Jazz]

Icytwat - Final Boss [Rap]

Fly Anakin - Skinemaxxx Side B [Rap]

Ayoolii - Enigma [Rap]

DJ WS Da Igrejinha - Caça Fantasma vol.1 [Baile Funk]

Gordão Do PC - Victor Era Meu Nome de Nerd [Baile Funk]

MC Saci - Funktroit [Baile Funk]

D.Silvestre - Espanta Gringo [Baile Funk]

John Coltrane & Eric Dolphy - Evenings at the Village Gate [Jazz]

Carly Rae Jepsen - The Loveliest Time [Pop]

Papo2004 - Pap on P.E.D.'s [Rap]

Subiibabii - Swag School [Rap]

Icytwat - 4 Da Troopz [Rap]

Babyxsosa - Bling Bling [RnB]

Osamason - Osama Season [Rap]

Myaap - Worth The Wait [Rap]

Louie Ray - We still don't grind the same [Rap]

SuperThrowed Fay Fay - FreeBandz Forever [Rap]

Août

DJs Di Guetto - DJs Di Guetto [Batida]

Alfredo Rodriguez - Coral Way [Latin Jazz]

Jaimie Branch - Fly or Die Fly or Die Fly or Die ((World Jazz)) [Jazz]

Zach Bryan - Zach Bryan [Country]

Emma Rawicz - Chroma [Jazz]

Sha EK & Bandmanrill - Jiggy in Jersey [Jersey Club]

Grupo Frontera - El Comienzo [Cumbia]

Paco Panama - The Matrix [Rap]

Lay Bankz - Now You See Me [Rap]

Jass Clutch - Hustle && Flow [Rap]

Dai Ballin - BallHog [Rap]

YTB Fatt - Who is Fatt [Rap]

Septembre

Slowdive - Everything Is Alive [Shoegaze]

Jlin - Perspective [Electronic]

DJ Arana - Rock Pesado 2 [Baile Funk]

Ruger - Ru The World [Afropop]

Cash Cobain - Pretty Girls Love Slizzy [Rap]

Tropa Do Bruxo - Baile Do Bruxo [Baile Funk]

Yussef Dayes - Black Classical Music [Jazz]

Jalen Ngonda - Come Around And Love Me [RnB]

DJ Znobia - Inventor vol.1 [Kuduro]

Deena Abdelwahed - Jbal Rrsas [Electronic]

Club Casualties - Bridge Underwater [Pop]

Olivia Rodrigo - Guts [Pop]

Margo Cilker - Valley of Heart's Delight [Country]

Cléo Sol - Gold [RnB]

Cléo Sol - Heaven [RnB]

Kamaal Williams - Strings [Jazz]

SME Taxfree - My whole life a mob movie [Rap]

Tinashe - BB/Ang3l [RnB]

Chicken P - Ain't Lost Shit [Rap]

Chappell Roan - The Rise And Fall Of A Midwest Princess [Pop]

Goldenboy Countup - Dawg Pound [Rap]

2sdxrt3all - Fuck School [Rap]

SCY Jimm - Highly Favored [Rap]

2rare - Truth or Rare [Rap]

Octobre

Black Pumas - Chronicles of a Diamond [Soul]

Vanyfox - Sonho Azul [Batida]

Xexa - Vibracoes de Prata [Electronic]

Nidia - 95 Mindjeres [Batida]

Philly Goats - Philly Goats [Jersey Club]

DJ Jeeh FDC - Alcateia [Baile Funk]

Bad Bunny - Nadie Sabe Lo Que Va a Pasar Manana [Latin Trap]

Junior H - $ad Boyz 4 Life II [Corrido]

Guiss Guiss Bou Bess - Drum N' Mbalax [Electro Sabar]

EQ Why - Dance Floor [Footwork]

Mike Reed - The Separatist Party [Jazz]

Shaudy Kash - Mr Bitche$$$ [Rap]

D'Cantwo Junior - Sayajins [Baile Funk]

Ayoolii - No Love [Rap]

Ayoolii - Nailed It [Rap]

RXK Nephew - Certified Alcoholic [Rap]

Pangaea - Changing Channels [House]

DJ P7 - Funk Deluxe 3 [Baile Funk]

EthanUno & KimJ - Mexikoreano [Jerseychata / Hyperpop]

WifiGawd - Been Bout It [Rap]

Ken Carson - A Great Chaos [Rap]

Brent Faiyaz - Larger Than Life [RnB]

Fuerza Regida - Pa las Baby's y Belikeada [Corrido]

Che - Crueger [Rap]

KP Skywalka - Rhythm N Bip [Rap]

YT - #Stillswaggin [Rap]

L5 - Blood on Switch Street [Rap]

Novembre

DJ Manny - Hypnotized [Footwork]

DJ Ramon Successo - Sexta Dos Crios [Baile Funk]

Chuquimamani-Condori - DJ E [Experimental]

Bear1Boss - Lil Hot Sauce [Rap]

41 - 41 World : Not The Album [Rap]

Babyxsosa - Babyxsosa [Rap]

CEO Trayle - The Collection vol.3 [Rap]

Joey Alexander - Continuance [Jazz]

Aziz Konkrite - Siba Sawt-System #1 [Electro]

Teni - Tears of The Sun [Afropop]

Bate1Prod - Longa Espera [Batida]

H31R - Headspace [Rap]

Chris Stapleton - Higher [Country]

cabezadenego, Leyblack & M'Bé - Mimosa [Experimental]

DJ Ramemes - Tamborzin de volta redonda [Baile Funk]

El Alfa - El Rey del Dembow [Dembow]

Loren Stillman - Time and again [Jazz]

RXK Nephew & Harry Fraud - Life After Neph [Rap]

Tia Maria Produçoes - São Dicas [Batida]

Wizz Havinn - Super Wizz [Rap]

Actress - LXXXVIII [Electronic]

Kodak Black - When I was dead [Rap]

Duwap Kaine - Bully [Rap]

D30 - Trappers and Scammers [Rap]

Anycia - Extra [Rap]

MarijuanaXO & Joe Pablo - 30 Mil No Deal [Rap]

SME Taxfree - Standin On Bidness [Rap]

Raised Round Bosses - Ain't Nun Better Than A Cracked Phone 2 [Rap]

Yung Threat - Se Grim Reaper [Rap]

Décembre

Chicken P - Bussabrick vol.3 [Rap]

Starlito - Love Drug [Rap]

Iphupho L'Ka Biko - Azania [Jazz]

Ambrose Akinmusire - Owl Song [Jazz]

Ayoolii - Mindstate Of Luxury [Rap]

Tropa Do Bruxo - Baile Do Bruxo (Deluxe) [Baile Funk]

DJ Anderson Do Paraiso - Queridao [Baile Funk]

Vayda - Forrest Gump [Rap]

Osamason - Flex Music [Rap]

Wizz Havinn - Super Wizz The Sequel [Rap]

[somecallmekay]

Fantastic

Also, you planning to attend the Blue Moon Ball? I've been wandering the halls, and I haven't seen you around.

*steps out of nearby shadow with a stack of documents*

Hey boss, got a moment for your local wytch?

Yeah sure