when the crypt doors creak and the tombstones quake [open]

[titansno]

Who: Rachel and any and all guests and trick-or-treaters
What: HALLOWEEN PARTY
Where: Rachel's brownstone
When: Starting in the evening on Thursday, October 31.
Warnings: Halloween things. Power flareups. Drinking. Probably people misbehaving.

Rachel has been finishing up preparation all day. With the current condition of the city, it hasn't been easy to get everything, but it's done! Outside, the brownstone has jack-o'-lanterns glowing on the steps and stoop to welcome guests and visitors to the door.

Fake cobweb is stretched above the door and the atmosphere is right. Inside, music is playing, decorations are set, there are games to play, there are tables of food and drinks and a large bowl of Halloween candy by the door. The fun even extends to the backyard!

On the second floor, there's a room with a flatscreen TV and a big couch playing classic monster movies. Finally, there's a wet bar that she's trusting the adults to keep the kids out of.

The invitation is out, so all there is to do is wait.

[ooc: subthreads up! go forth!]

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[wonk]

[Roxy had ditched the pumpkin head when the sound had started. She's been having (relatively) sober fun at the party, partly because of the glow of pride she feels whenever someone appreciated one of her pumpkins, and then the sounds begin and her good mood disappears with a speed that light would be jealous of.

Roxy Kurosawa is an intelligent girl, but not a cautious one. While most other teenagers would move away from a disturbance like this, she moves carefully towards it, hoping to investigate.

Oh man, if Octavia could see her now. She can see the fence warping, and hear the sound of claws, but not much beyond that.]

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[hawaiianheir]

I don't think that's such a good idea.

[He had worked his way outside to cool off - who knew a labcoat could be so stifling? - And had managed to avoid most of the party's slightly more dialed down insanity. Of course, that came with the price of running into... whatever it was that currently started to warp the fence and tear at the shadows beyond. And here was this chick trying to move in closer to investigate?

Ugh. He really wished he could keep his mouth shut sometimes. What did he care? Of course, the clenched fist and the desperate desire to grab something, -anything- to defend them with was a little higher on his list than trying to play it cool. Damn it.]

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[wonk]

Not if you fuckin' draw attention to me, it isn't.

[Roxy snaps mostly to hide her nervousness. Frankly, she's not any more excited about this than he is. But there's an overpowering curiosity in there too, and it's winning.]

I know what I'm doing, alright? I have superpowers now.

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[hawaiianheir]

[There's something nagging there in the back of his head. That faint sort of headache before he knows he's going to get blasted with a memory of something from John's life. Course, he has no idea what just yet, just that he's following you in, Roxy. Even if he doesn't have a weapon.]

Well I wasn't going to stop you, that's for sure.

[wonk]

Alright, fine, sorry, I'm just - hold up.

[Roxy can feel the twitching that signifies an incoming Echo and - there it goes. She spasms slightly, hissing in shock, and then calms down, breathing slightly harder than usual.

It takes her a couple seconds to process the memories she's just received, and then she turns back to stare at Mac.]

What the fuck.

[counterclock]

[Oh, hi there.

This is a terrified girl backing into you because YOU'RE MOVING THE WRONG DIRECTION, ROXY. Avery is very sanely backing away in terror, and you should probably be doing the same, except that isn't what happens because Avery is not looking where she's going and is assuming nobody else would be stupid enough to create traffic going towards the horrifically warping fence and its hidden eldritch horror.]

[wonk]

[Roxy, in a turn of events that should surprise no one, does not notice Ava until the other girl is right on top of her.]

Shitfuck!

[She stumbles into the other girl, and then disappears, going invisible and intangible in an attempt to maintain her balance. It works - she stays upright - but passing through someone is incredibly and viscerally weird, and Roxy shivers slightly.]

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[If going through someone feels weird, being passed through feels like a horror flick in one long second, and Avery shivers in horror when Roxy disappears and then-- oh god, this feels so gross.]

Roxy. Roxy, what in fuck? Where did you fucking go?

[Meanwhile, that horrorthing is still coming toward them.] Roxy this is no time to be all Friday the Thirteenth up in this bitch. We need to make hells of scarce.

...though I guess you're already doing that.

Uh.

Good job, I guess.

Fuck.

[wonk]

[She fades back into view.] Shit, that was weird, I'm sorry.

Look, get out of here if you don't have any superpowers, but I'm stayin'. I gotta figure out what this thing is.

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[...pausing, Avery takes a second to poke her, and then shudders.] Powers. Right. Uergh. [She takes a moment to consider it, and then sighs through her nose.]

Don't fucking die, okay? That would suck a lot.

[wonk]

I'm too rad to die, sorry.

[Roxy's masking her own nervousness somewhat, but confirming that her intangibility powers do work, and quickly enough to dodge something at least, has boosted her own confidence, and she sets out again towards the source of the disturbance, because if teenagers are known for anything, it's poor decision-making skills.]

[counterclock]

[Avery feels like she wants to say something else before Roxy goes, but her mouth flaps uselessly, and then she sighs frustratedly, gives one last glance, and takes off.

She still has to find Karson, anyway. Make sure the little fucker doesn't get eaten. (But in the back of her mind, she kind of feels like a douchebag for running. Shit.)]