lets get this party started } event starter,

[ASHE RIVIERA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); width: 390px; height: 450px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; opacity: 0.8; border-right: #7298ac 15px solid; border-left: #7298ac 15px solid;] C L I C K This was such a joke. The Shade; elegantly tall, draped in layers of sheer black, barefoot, golden mask held securely in place, and russet waves tumbling down in waves past her shoulders, stood in the crowded streets of Nox, hip cocked and arms crossed. She didn't even like Halloween; she didn't care about stupid traditions. She just wanted to go home and hunt; not be in the fucking party district of Nox and mingle. Jesus. Who did they think she was? It was Nix who put up an act for the public--not her. No, she didn't give a shit what the, oh, so good people of Pandora thought about her; it wasn't as if their opinion mattered. The girl grumbled to herself, a clear scowl twisted into her face. She had been tricked. Well, ok, she hadn't. But being tricked sounded better than saying that she had followed an order. She pulled a face, cursing her life, and the mayor of Pandora once more. Stupid man. She'd pay him back for this later. The thing was, Riviera didn't even know how she had managed to land herself in this predicament; it just sort of happened. One minute, she had been climbing into her room through the window (she couldn't use the door because she had sneaked out, you see) and the next, she was being forced into this fucking dress, stripped of her weapons and made to carry around that douche of a bodyguard around town. Oh, and to attend the annual Halloween event. Which, by the way, sucked. Everything sucked. She cursed under her breath, which was soon followed by a low chuckle behind her shoulder. Resisting the urge to punch her bodyguard in the face -- or, worse -- she twisted slightly to the side, eyes narrowing as she glared at the man currently shadowing her every move. "What," she snapped, "find something funny?" Reddened lips pulled back to form a nasty snarl; a warning. Turning back, she resumed her previous, bored yet fuming, stance, and she leaned against the wall, silently counting the seconds she still had to endure before she could finally leave, and go home. Not bothering to look at the man, she turned her head slightly the side, eyes still facing forward, and she asked, monotonous. "How long have I been here?" She had asked the mayor how long she had to stay here, and the insufferable man had told her 4 hours. 4 hours was all she had to endure, before she was allowed to go home. Surely not that long, right? "Shorter than you think," came the amused reply, followed by a low grunt as he reacted to the elbow punch into the gut that Riviera had so crudely offered. "Shut up." The scowl was back on her face; eyes narrowed dangerously, her mind lingering on darker thoughts. That god damn bastard; it was all because of him! The mayor had threatened her with a whole 28 days work of public duty. And do you wanna know what that meant? Having to listen to people moan about their shitty lives, which, quite frankly, Riviera did not give a crap about. She already had to do that more than she'd cared for, and all meetings had ended in a sour note. So, really, it would be the mayor's loss; if Riviera could handle having to talk to the public. But she couldn't. Her temper always managed to get the better of her. So, what came down to it, was either 4 hours of mild torture, or 4 weeks of unbearable agony? It wasn't much of a choice.

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[ARIANNA "NIXIE" SYMPHONIA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 20 20 20 20px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/h82va.png); background-repeat:repeat-xy; width: 500px;] - - - - - - - - - - - - - like a harbor starves for a ship - - - I await the arrival of her lips She's starboard side, She's well equipped. I'm in the ocean, Causing commotion. She should've known from the start Her heart was my favorite part. Overthrow the status quo, never listen to the lingo. Nixie honestly loved Halloween. It gave her an excuse to pretend to be someone she wasn’t. She chuckled a little at the idea and finished getting ready. She was paying homage to her God Poseidon tonight, something she usually did in how everything she wore had huge drape factor and how she exposed her back, but tonight was all out. Her dress was a soft blue that brought out her eyes, and was made of soft fabric that made her shiver a little every time it brushed her skin. There was literally no back to it, it tied up behind her neck with a small string, and the neckline was a slight drape. The rest draped artfully to make it seem like it showed more than it did, and there was a slit that exposed her entire right leg, but it went down to the floor. There was silver water drops all over the place for her jewelry and tiny tridents hanging from her ears, peaking out from her hair that had been curled around twenty or so pearls. She felt pretty, it was weird but fun. There was faint shimmer all over her body, and she had strategically glued shining silver scales to her arms and legs with that costume glue stuff. Marco didn’t approve just because it meant she stood out, but she pointed out that she would stand out anyway tonight. Anyone who wanted to see her would, let what would happen happen in her opinion she just wanted to have fun tonight. Nothing wrong with that. She had done her lips in dark blue, lined with a shining silver, lined her eyes in the same silver, and had drawn on swirls on her face. She looked like a playful water nymph and it amused her to no end. She was debating whether or not to defy her own rule, but she knew, like she had told Marco, that eyes would be on her tonight. It was not the night to go around defying the rules sadly. Sadly she had to behave. SO she had gotten a dark blue mask that still managed to fit her color scheme and it was a simple thing, nothing fancy about it expect it was lined in silver. She wanted to go simple with the mask if she had to wear one. She didn’t have to be blackmailed to show up to this party, she had wanted to go actually. It was just how she was. She liked to party. And she liked Halloween. Besides, she had an image to uphold. She was really hoping Justin wasn’t there though. She had been successfully avoiding him for about two weeks now and she was proud of how well she was doing with that. Part of her longed for him, the part of her that was matched to him, but she ignored it as best she could. She didn’t want to deal with it. Didn’t want to deal with couples and all that shit. It wasn’t her scene. She missed sex, that was true, it had been two weeks without it and she was starting to get cranky without it, but she could live. It was better than having to settle down in her opinion. She left her penthouse apartment, without shoes which bothered Marco but he could deal with life. And suddenly a smell from a vendor up the block passed across her nose. Usually it made her want something that was being sold but today, as it had for the past couple of days, it made her want to hurl. She gagged a little and put her hand over her nose. Fuck. Marco looked at her concerned and she waved him off. ”I’m fine, just that stupid stomach bug again” she said with a scowl. She had been feeling nauseous for the past couple of days and it was driving her nuts. This stupid stomach bug needed to leave her alone. She slipped into Marco’s car a moment later and stared out the window absently as he drove her to the city of Nox where the annual party was being held in the party district. Even before having to go because of her status, she had loved going to this party. It was full of life and it amused her to no end to mix and drink and play. She grinned a little at her reflection in the window as they drove. She knew her fellow council members would be there, but dimly she wondered who else would be around. As long as she could still avoid…she sighed a little, her smile slipping slightly but she pulled herself back together as Nox came into view. She waited impatiently while Marco parked the car and waited impatiently again for him to come around and open her door like her always insisted upon doing for her. Which was annoying also but it had saved her life once or twice so she would let him have his little paranoid moments. She slipped out when he opened the door and looked around a little. Things were already busy and buzzing even though the night was still young and the party had just gotten started. But, the people in this town liked to party, it distracted from the tensions all around them and let them be free for a little while, she didn’t begrudge them that freedom. In fact half of the time she was here letting go with them. She waved to people she met as she headed to her destination. Marco was the constant shadow over her shoulder as she moved through the crowd, never far from her side as always. It was almost funny to see the pair of them. Nixie was so tiny and he was so big after all. She spotted a familiar sulking figure and grinned. Nixie pulled through the crowd until she came to her one and only best friend, though they didn’t put it in terms like that. That was too damn sappy. Instead it was just understood that that was what they were. She grinned when she reached her. ”Awww, look who developed a social bone in her body!” she said with fake shock and then grinned, amused that Riv had been blackmailed into this, it amused her because…while they were good friends, the two of them tended to abuse each other and be bitches, but still get along. Somehow. There was something to be said for having a friend that you could be yourself around. WORDS: 1089 TAGGED: EVERYONE NOTES: Nada, her dress was too specific so I couldn't make a polyvore lol THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY ARRO AT CAUTION 2.0

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