Week 2 Monday Night Pajama Party!!

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[HELLO AND WELCOME TO THE PAJAMA PARTY! They’ve really gone all out here, because the tables have all been pushed up to the wall (thank you, Finn) to make room on the floor for pillows and blankets and some cushions, too. There’s also streamers and other decorations hung up for a party-type atmosphere, as well as nice quality baijuand plum wine chilled and set out along with glasses for consumption. Next to that, there’s a variety of hors d’oeuvres to be noshed on, along with whatever anyone else has brought. There’s several balls of light floating around, courtesy of Stella, to give the place a nice, cozy glow.

Feel free to make yourself comfortable, grab some hors d’oeuvres and something to drink, and settle in for some sleepover activities or just sitting around and mingling. If you’ve brought something for the party, you can add it to the list here, or if there’s a game or an activity you’d like to host, feel free to add it on to this top level and it’ll get added to the navigation! The pajama party is your oyster~]

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• || GAMES/ACTIVITIES || Avatar's Game | ~Spooky Stories~ | Hot Goss (Info Gathering)||


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[predecir]

I'll go first!

[For some reason, Bruno's typical anxious demeanor seems to melt away here! His voice even changes, dropping into a lower register; he's an eager storyteller!]

This is the story of La Llorona~

[spooky fingers!]

Long ago, there lived a beautiful woman named Maria. Though she was only a peasant girl, she was the most beautiful woman in her village. Every weekend, she would attend parties in the town square, dressed in her finest white gown, and men would come from miles around just to see her dancing in the firelight.

One day, she caught the attention of a rich man from another village. This man, he was known for drinking and courting freely, but from that moment on he was captivated by young Maria! For months, he arrived every week, lavishing her with expensive gifts and fine words. Finally, she agreed to go away with him.

And things were good after that - for a little while. Maria bore two sons, and the work of caring for a family? Her husband wasn't interested in that at all! Soon enough, his eyes began to wander. He didn't even have the decency to be sneaky about it, and soon he only came home to visit his sons - they were still his heirs, you see, however he felt about their mother. Men like that have their vanities. And Maria grew lonely and furious, and even came to resent her own children, who still had their father's love.

One day, as Maria and her children were walking along the river, a fancy carriage happened by. It was her husband - along with his young and pretty mistress. He stopped and spoke to the children, but he didn't say a single word to Maria. He got back in and drove away without even looking at her once! Filled with sudden rage, Maria could no longer contain herself. She seized her sons and cast them both into the river! As they disappeared downstream, she realized what she had done and ran after them - but the waters were swift, and it was already too late.

[arsholes]

[A wailing can be heard echoing through the Great Hall, as if from the walls themselves.]

[predecir]

[Bruno goes on as if he hadn't heard.]

Maria went mad with grief. She spent the rest of her days wandering up and down the riverbanks, crying and wailing for her lost children. Her white gown grew dirty and torn, she withered away to nothing more than a skeleton -

[arsholes]

[The torches flicker]

[predecir]

- and finally she died there by the river. But she was cursed for her crimes, never to move on until she had found and recovered the bones of her sons. They say her spirit wanders the shores of the river still, wailing and crying out - "Where are my babies? Has anyone seen my babies?"

[Bruno waggles his fingers dramatically again, doing a character voice - are his eyes starting to glow faintly green? From somewhere, a low mournful cry echoes around the room. It sounds almost...inhuman.]

[arsholes]

[The torches in the Great Hall go out, Stella's dancing light orbs cast eerie shadows on the walls and Bruno's face.]

[predecir]

[In the dim light, there's definitely something of an unearthly green glow happening here. Bruno clicks his tongue.]

It's sad, a sad thing to hear. But if you go to try and help her, she'll snatch you up too and throw you to the rapids! Unless, of course, you're a child yourself...the children, she drowns with her own two hands - playmates for her own dead sons.

[arsholes]

[Skeletal hands reach out of the dark and grab Prince Wu, dragging him back into the shadows.]

[cuttingremark]

[The light slowly come back as the wailing morphs into cackles. Loki, still clutching Wu, is laughing so hard he's almost crying.]

Yo-your faces!

[philomachy]

...

I was hoping to kill a ghost.

[You ruined it, Loki. You ruined his party.]

[pegasinister]

[Still just laughing]

[guffawsungraciously]

[HE IS GOING TO APPLAUD HERE BECAUSE HOLY FUCK]

Oh, good show!

[replacementshield]

[ ...oh my god. ]

Really?

[strongestfeelings]

Not funny!

[nomansbosom]

[There is a high-pitched scream, as if someone in a recording booth once had an absolutely perfect take which could never be repeated but only saved and spliced into a soundtrack at strategic points.]

[You know the one.]

[... anyway when the lights come back up, Finn's looking just a little green but he's got a sword in hand.]

Dude! I almost skronked up your guts demonslayer style, what the what?!

[pegasinister]

[Hubert totally misses the skeletons(?) but he is certainly chuckling through this story and accidentally(???) adding to the spooks.]

[strongestfeelings]

[YEAH SHES THROWING HERSELF ONTO ZENOS’ ARM]

[arsholes]

[Stella sees something out of the corner of her eye. Something...skeletal.]

[strongestfeelings]

[STELLAS LIGHT ORBS ARE OUT TOO NOW. all of them.

She screams.]

[arsholes]

[Hm, weird, nothing there!]

[philomachy]

[the absolute confusion he is experiencing right now

when did she attach herself to his arm???? and also, why. and screaming oh okay]

...Odd.

Was there a presence?

[bc why else would she scream like that]

[strongestfeelings]

A hand, in the dark—— [there’s nothing there now? She’s not letting go of his arm.]

[philomachy]

Hm... [And yet, as he looks... nothing now. Odd. Interesting, possibly? Eh.] Some manner of spirit or voidsent?

[What do you mean "they're telling spooky stories and she could be imagining this"? Literally not even an option in his mind right now lol.]

Or someone's very foolish idea of entertainment, perhaps...

[He's rooting for the former.]

[strongestfeelings]

[Shes just gonna. try and fix her lights while he ponders.

It’s not going well. Turns out maybe fear isn’t the best motivator.]

[encelevenemus]

[OH GODS THERE'S DAEMONS]