MASQUERADE PARTY

[masqueradeparty]

[the day of the party has arrived!

right around dinnertime, fairies will try to round up every single character and gesture, lead, or pull them towards the courtyard. there, the miniature castle has finally been completed! there are fairy lights and beautiful singing all around you, and it looks like there's some kind of a party going on in the castle, but...

...but it's still so tiny. how could you possibly get in there? it would be hard just to get your hand through the front door!

but the fairies will persist, and as soon as a character steps into the fairy ring...

they find themselves in the ballroom.

this post has been forward-dated to tonight, of course, so mingle in the comment sections and have a fun time with the different rooms.]

SECTION LINKS FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE:
• The Ballroom
• Side Rooms
• The Garden
• The Altar

Comments

[molotov]

Why do you think he wouldn't?

[assassino]

[Because you only recently lost your virginity :')]

Oh, it does not matter.

[molotov]

[Hey, five months adds up to a lot of sex when you do it all the damn time. That's plenty of experience, Jerkzio.

She frowns now, looking at his eyes rather than his mouth.]

Nyet, no, tell me.

[assassino]

[Grin]

How are you going to make me?

[molotov]

Don't... don't tease, I do not want to hit you!

[assassino]

I think you are too drunk for that, signora. [He kisses her cheek and then leans back.]

[molotov]

I am not drunk, I don't get drunk. Tell me!

[She leans forward, after him, letting go of him to put her hands on the bench. You can't let drunk Molotov get hooked on one thing, Ezio, she's too persistent!]

[assassino]

[If only that thing was hot sex... with Molotov who is far more experienced than he gives her credit for...]

You are not drunk? This is a surprise to me.

[molotov]

[Molotov, who totally has kinks and isn't boring like some little blonde teenagers, EZIO you are seriously in deep shit if anyone ever finds out about that.]

Nyet, no! I'm [hiccup...] fine, this is fine, now tell me.

[assassino]

[He is a bad man :'( Also please, she'll grow up to be Dominatrix Disney Princess.

Ezio just laughs.]

Tell you what, exactly?

[molotov]

You were going to tell me why you think my husband doesn't know what I like!

[assassino]

Oh, that. That is because he spends so much time ploughing you that he does not ask.

[molotov]

How would you know!

[assassino]

I know many things.

[molotov]

You know nothing. You do not know what I like, you don't know how my husband is in bed. I thought you said you were honest.

[assassino]

I am being honest, you just don't believe me. [Laugh.]

[molotov]

You haven't said anything believable! Tell me something truthful, that you can prove.

[assassino]

I need to drink more before I can answer that! And so do you.

[molotov]

You are just stalling and trying to get me drunk so I forget.

[But nothing like that has ever stopped Molotov from drinking before, so when one of those weird animal waiters circles through the garden, she grabs some more glasses of that super great wine.]

[assassino]

No, so you wake up in the morning and do not remember what I know.

[He takes a glass for himself.]

Perhaps you are happier not knowing.

[molotov]

That sounds like bluffing.

[And down goes one of those glasses.]

[assassino]

Molotov, you needed to come to me for advice for pleasuring your husband. It is not that much of a stretch to learn from there.

[molotov]

I don't need advice to pleasure him, you don't even know what I can do. I could make your nose bleed with just the right look.

[She is a little offended in that drunken, dramatic way.]

It was just that one par- parti- [hic] particular thing that I needed advice with. Not everyone ties each other up, you know.

[assassino]

He does, apparently.

[He laughs. Nah, he should probably keep his word to Brock.]

But you're right, I am bluffing.

[molotov]

See? Liar. Now I can never trust anything you say.