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TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - DELILAH. - 10-14-2018
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DELILAH EVERGARDEN
— Take a moment to think of just
tanglewood
- medic
18 months old
physically medium
emotionally easy
mentally easy
demiheterosexual
heteroromantic
in love with renegadeanthems
androphobic
skittish & sensitive
nature faerie
earth manipulation
telekinesis
x-ray vision
- medic
18 months old
physically medium
emotionally easy
mentally easy
demiheterosexual
heteroromantic
in love with renegadeanthems
androphobic
skittish & sensitive
nature faerie
earth manipulation
telekinesis
x-ray vision
It was beautiful, the way that everyone had gotten to work on decorating the territory to suit the theme of autumn. Any debris was cleared, and the spirits that haunted the territory merely worked along the outskirts of the lands, groaning out curses to those who had left them behind.
Hay bales lined a clearing in the swamp, a wagon connected to a wild horse riding along the territory. She had grown pumpkins outside of the docks, sage burning along the corners of the territory to ward off any evil spirits. Delilah had her way of decorating things, and fall was her favorite season. Halloween.
Delilah had chosen the attire to be halloween costumes, her own a bumblebee, a geeky and actually.. uncomfortable costume, in her opinion. The medic didn't like the idea of having the little jiggly things over her head, pushing her ears down, but she supposed she'd get over.
Slowly, the faerie used telekinesis to settle down the barrel of apple cider on a wooden table, cups laid out next to it. The moon was shining down on the territory, giving a good view of the stars, and a chilly air whisked through the territory of Tanglewood.
Finally, with a few other things settled out like alcohol and candy and baked pumpkin treats, Delilah settled down. Hopefully, people could come soon. After all, all Allies were invited.
"Everyone, welcome to Tanglewood's Autumn Festival! Feel free to wander around and play games! We will be hosting mini-events in seperate threads, but the main party is here!"
Allies visited:
The Rosebloods
Sunhaven
Snowbound
Hay bales lined a clearing in the swamp, a wagon connected to a wild horse riding along the territory. She had grown pumpkins outside of the docks, sage burning along the corners of the territory to ward off any evil spirits. Delilah had her way of decorating things, and fall was her favorite season. Halloween.
Delilah had chosen the attire to be halloween costumes, her own a bumblebee, a geeky and actually.. uncomfortable costume, in her opinion. The medic didn't like the idea of having the little jiggly things over her head, pushing her ears down, but she supposed she'd get over.
Slowly, the faerie used telekinesis to settle down the barrel of apple cider on a wooden table, cups laid out next to it. The moon was shining down on the territory, giving a good view of the stars, and a chilly air whisked through the territory of Tanglewood.
Finally, with a few other things settled out like alcohol and candy and baked pumpkin treats, Delilah settled down. Hopefully, people could come soon. After all, all Allies were invited.
"Everyone, welcome to Tanglewood's Autumn Festival! Feel free to wander around and play games! We will be hosting mini-events in seperate threads, but the main party is here!"
Allies visited:
The Rosebloods
Sunhaven
Snowbound
FLEXIBILITY, LOVE, & TRUST —
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EVENTS:
TRICK-OR-TREATING!
Re: TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - cavalrychoir - 10-15-2018
[align=center][div style="width:60%;font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;line-height:130%;word-spacing:-0.5px;letter-spacing:0.5px;"]The heavily-scarred lynx wasn't one for big celebrations such as this. So much commotion with so many people in a place he's suppose to feel even a tad bit comfortable sent red flags off in his mind. Blaring sirens echoed in his conscious as dull red eyes shifted from one decoration to the next. He liked the theme, he suppose. Autumn is a nice season. Spring is annoying, summer is too hot and winter is too cold. But autumn? Dull colours, soft scents, lovely weather... He couldn't find a reason not to enjoy it. Aside from having huge gathering like this, autumn was nice. He knew he could avoid everyone and stay cooped up in his bed or somewhere in a tree, but despite his sour thoughts, he felt it would be a waste not to appreciate all the hard work that was put into making something like this possible. He was only here to sight see then go back to his bed and play the waiting game. Maybe bring back a bottle of alcohol.
At least, that was his initial plan.
Large white paws carried the lynx out into the open when he heard Delilah's call. What... What was she wearing? A bee costume? He felt his face heat up for a moment as he lifted his paw to his maw to stop himself from laughing. Inhaling slowly through his nose, Ren cleared his throat as he somehow managed to keep his usual stoic and professional appearance. Walking over to join the pastel faerie, he lifted his paw to gingerly swat at one of the antenna attached to the headband she wore. Cute, he thought, watching it sway back and forth for a moment before nodding his head in approval. Taking a seat next to her, he quietly waited for others to arrive as he contemplated piecing together a flower-inspired costume to match her bee one.
Re: TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - sephiroth - 10-15-2018
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SEPHIROTH
MALE — ROSEBLOODS — PHARAOH — HOVER FOR TAGS
[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The newly named Lord Sephiroth wasn’t exactly a highly sociable creature either, but he was a leader now and this was his duty. He didn’t dressing up in any sort of costume; his appearance alone was striking enough with the grand silver mane and sharp blue green eyes. If his intention was to look spooky, he certainly succeeded. It came naturally to him, despite the fact that he was here in peace and had no ill intent. He was intimidating by nature alone, and while that worked in more serious situations when he was making attempts at peace it came off as unsettling.The lion did have to admit that the set up was nice enough, fitting to the season. Sephiroth would look back and forth between the activities and decorations as he padded into the scene. He hummed his approval quietly as he slunk towards the table where the cider was, seating his silvery form down by the refreshments. His eyes caught sight of Delilah and her…interesting get up. The Roseblood Lord would dip his head in a silent greeting before the sky above caught his attention, the clear autumn sky and chilly air pleasant on his face and form. In the gentle light of the festival, Sephiroth looked like the picture of elegance and surprisingly peaceful, a sight to behold really when he was usually incredibly serious.
Re: TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - HAMMOND - 10-16-2018
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Axle had been naive to the Tanglewood's efforts for the most part. Being captured had severely limited his knowledge of what was going on in the outside world, he was still trying to readjust to the life he'd made for himself after the incident. An odd smell had brought him out of his hiding place in the territory, an aroma that almost reminded him of food. A flash of meat appeared in his head, a deer's thigh or a rabbit's flank, whatever the hell it was it caused the Heeler to start drooling. Damn, how desperate had he become for meals ever since being denied the privilege? On hasty pawsteps the canine weaved his way through the swamp, hopping atop of an awkwardly placed hay bale - things that should've been made clear just became more confusing. Why was Delilah wearing that? Did it protect her against the ghosts in some way? What was a festival? Who was that guy?
Snorting, the stench of an unfamiliar warrior entered his nostrils not too long after gaining the high ground, mind instantly filling with alarm bells as he glared down at Sephiroth. Lion or not there was a duty to behold, this trespasser whom he hadn't thought would be here posed a danger to Axle. At the start it was just staring, then after some time observing the nonchalant figure it turned into teeth-baring and lip curling in warning for the other not to do anything daft. Letting a stranger into his home wasn't easy nor was it was something he'd ever adjust to after what'd happened the last time, Axle would rather be safe than sorry if the Tanglewood needed to survive after the winter. Eventually when the silence had become too much and he was sure that the Roseblood wasn't heeding the Heeler's notice, a quiet growl escaped him, ears flattened to a broad skull.
Re: TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - Luciferr - 10-16-2018
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Rizer had informed him of this event, his 'elder brother' implying he should show if out of any of them given death's aversion to too much socialising - not that he could blame Rizer for such, the pale manticore simply wasn't over fond of mortals.
so war had bitten the proverbial bullet and followed his leader in this earthly form - forgoing any costuming given his appearance was already startling enough, a strange creature with the colouring of dark flames and eyes to match that inherent violence.
Talyn looked about idly in curiosity at the set up catching the eye of a stranger - presumably a tanglewooder - not far from them with a slow blink.
so war had bitten the proverbial bullet and followed his leader in this earthly form - forgoing any costuming given his appearance was already startling enough, a strange creature with the colouring of dark flames and eyes to match that inherent violence.
Talyn looked about idly in curiosity at the set up catching the eye of a stranger - presumably a tanglewooder - not far from them with a slow blink.
[align=center]HYMN OF RUIN
TALYN HARBINGER
Count bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
© ceilidh
Re: TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - toboggan - 10-18-2018
Hallow’s eve was a great time. Greeting strangers and munching on their candy? That was for sissies. No, the real joy derived from the parties, as well as the costumes - especially the libidinous ones bore by broads. Unluckily for him, Tanglewood had no desirable sweethearts to choose from - excluding his Ophelia, but she was apparently gone - so perhaps this shindig would lure some attractive femmes... and their costumes.
For Leroy, he was quite proud of his costume. It was nowhere near as flamboyant as Delilah’s, the medic having a stripped getup resembling that of a bee (those were scary, alright). Nay, it was simple and quick to the point, and had the potential to be interpreted differently: a black, woollen balaclava, encasing his entire face in its fuzziness, barring his snout, maw, and hardy amber eyes. Leroy viewed himself as a Slav in the disguise. Racist? Undoubtedly. However, he’d been practicing real hard on his Russian accent, that which was completely unnecessary, but practical.
From a distance, he saw it - a magnificent, ebon monstrosity of a beast. On a completely normal occasion, Leroy would go out of his way to avoid an abomination of Talyn’s likeness, yet, today he was not Leroy - he was Vlad. Equipped with a theatrical swagger, he’d mosey towards the tall reptile with ease, the being likely, and optimistically, here on friendly terms. Optimistically, too, he had a sliver of a sense of humour. "Zat’s one helluva costume, comrade," the gray canine quipped in his mock accent, regarding Talyn’s petrifying stature. Either he was currently being the king of comedy, or an appetizer.
Needless to say, he had rediscovered his stash of whisky once more, prior to the festival.
For Leroy, he was quite proud of his costume. It was nowhere near as flamboyant as Delilah’s, the medic having a stripped getup resembling that of a bee (those were scary, alright). Nay, it was simple and quick to the point, and had the potential to be interpreted differently: a black, woollen balaclava, encasing his entire face in its fuzziness, barring his snout, maw, and hardy amber eyes. Leroy viewed himself as a Slav in the disguise. Racist? Undoubtedly. However, he’d been practicing real hard on his Russian accent, that which was completely unnecessary, but practical.
From a distance, he saw it - a magnificent, ebon monstrosity of a beast. On a completely normal occasion, Leroy would go out of his way to avoid an abomination of Talyn’s likeness, yet, today he was not Leroy - he was Vlad. Equipped with a theatrical swagger, he’d mosey towards the tall reptile with ease, the being likely, and optimistically, here on friendly terms. Optimistically, too, he had a sliver of a sense of humour. "Zat’s one helluva costume, comrade," the gray canine quipped in his mock accent, regarding Talyn’s petrifying stature. Either he was currently being the king of comedy, or an appetizer.
Needless to say, he had rediscovered his stash of whisky once more, prior to the festival.
Re: TRICK OR TREAT?! || AUTUMN FESTIVAL - Jiyu Simul Stamus - 10-23-2018
These sorts of things were far from the sort of things the adviser enjoyed partaking within frequently, normally she'd deem her appearance at the gathering enough. Without the pull of her family? She had no real reason to attend, expect for the fact her performance at the snowbound gathering had been less than perfect. Jiyu had to make up for teleporting away in front of their allies, it was the least responsibility of her rank. If their allies could not trust the right hand of their Lord how could they trust the Rosebloods as a whole? No one could trust without first being able to see the sincerity at the helm, even if one of those two was incapable of it.
"I will admit, it's quaint and cozy compared to the sort of celebrations I'm adjusted to." the blood baths of her family mostly, she was used to someone dying during these events. However, she doubted that would be seen again for a long time, Sep seemed to be trying some things and their allies were not that sort. Jiyu would enjoy herself some time later, mismatched gaze flickering to the food briefly and finding there was nothing she could truly eat due to her diet, but she could at least stomach a few of the items for public appearance. "Delilah right. If I recall you're the one who spoke up for your group at Snowbound's gathering, correct?" the question in her voice was so painfully clearly forced amongst the monotone, though the motion of her paw gesturing along her words was more natural albeit deathly limp.