HALLOWEEN PARTY

[halfbloodhillmods]

Who: The entire camp!
What: Mr. D has moved up his festival of Apokries to coincide with Halloween! It's time to party! Where: All around the camp!
When: Thursday, October 31st
Why: Because, why not?

It was decided earlier in the month that to coincide with the holiday of Halloween, and to give campers a bit of fun after all this nonsense, that Mr. D would be holding his festival of Apokries early! As such the entire camp has been decked out in all sorts of spoooooky decorations.

It's as though a carnival has been set up over night, with music and food all around. There are satyrs and nymphs handing out candy at cabins (smarties for Athena, warheads for Ares, ect.) for any people wanting to trick or treat,  and campers running around in costumes. 

The ampitheatre has once again become a designated dancing spot, and Apollo might have returned to DJ, the arena miiiight have been transformed into a bit of a Haunted House (with special thanks to Hecate), and Demeter has set up a corn maze for campers to navigate through! 

It's time to have some fun! 

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THE CABINS

[halfbloodhillmods]

[There are candy stations set up at each cabin, and nymphs and satyrs are handing out candy themed to each cabin. Get into your costumes and go trick or treating!]

[shylyintrepid]

[Jehan is dressed up as Puck, complete with shirtlessness. He's passing out candy rose petals and candy apples.

He doesn't get this holiday, but he does get sweets and costumes, so he's enjoying himself]

[wokethedragon]

[Dany's actually really gotten into this whole 'matching' thing since they'd agreed to do it. She walks regally, as usual, but almost as if she's floating on air. But she can't miss spending time with Jehan today - she's had so few chances to celebrate Halloween before, and Titania and Puck are a pair.]

I should hope you'd have some for me as well.

[unstinting]

[Alcuin is dressed as a very subdued Oberon, almost entirely in black with a crown of twisted vines. He doesn't look at all impressed with the proceedings, though he manages a bit of a smile for Jehan.]

Aren't you cold without your shirt?

[serenesuccessor]

Jehan, Jehan, Jehan!

[Watch out, a hyper Naomi is heading your way Jehan. All but bouncing she stops in front of the cabin, readjusting her toga before holding up her plastic pumpkin.]

Trick-or-Treat!

[wordtechgodhood]

[Jehan put a shirt on it's freezing out here.

Dave is, as he told Naomi he would be, dressed as Santa, complete with his usual aviator shades. Some time ago the beard became so unbearably itchy that he abandoned it, and the only evidence of the thing is the tuft of curly white sticking out of one of his pockets.]

Can I get one of those?

[Pointing at a candy apple, because fuck yes.]

[somatophylax]

[and there is a familiar face, even though he was in costume and makeup. Hephaistion had slowly been meeting with those he knew from his times before at camp, and he finally managed an excuse to bump into Jehan]

What's the custom? Trick or Treat?

Re: THE CABINS

[wokethedragon]

[Dany's taken it upon herself to help out the satyrs near the Hephaestus cabin that are handing out Red Hots by corralling some of the younger campers towards the cabin. Eventually, though, she decides to join them, seating herself on the grass. She's matching Jehan today, dressed as the fairy queen Titania from A Midsummer Night's Dream.]

[unstinting]

[Alcuin perches on stump next to her, more mindful of his costume. But he can't abandon his fairy queen, can he?]

Tired of herding children?

[wordtechgodhood]

Hey, Dany.

[Been a while since he spoke to this girl (though how the child of a god of time measures a 'while' can really be said to be under suspect), and he doesn't stand on ceremony, seating himself beside her.

He's currently dressed as Santa, sans the beard, which is visible sticking out of one of his pockets.

It itched.]

Re: THE CABINS

[usernameallison]

[There's a part of Scott that's still really, really sort of worried about what he's about to do. And it took a lot of convincing to get him to do it at all.

Because right now, he's waiting in the Nike Cabin, and there's definitely a wig on his head. A woman's wig.

And he's so not leaving without Heather unless he's convinced, or Stiles. Though he gets the feeling that Stiles is going to be making jokes about this for years.]

[excusing]

You have great legs.

[ Heather insists, voice muffled by her Jupiter beard. While she tends to follow through with her actions (see: corn maze plans), she does not want her best buddy boy to be smote this evening. So, she does have a tote bag full of spare costumes that she scrounged up from the Venus closet and altered herself with her Special Venus Powers. ]

I do have another option, now that I've committed you in this dress to memory.

[hypercompetent]

[ Stiles has been trick or treating with the exact same person since he was four years old. That is definitely not about to change now. He waits until he's gotten his hair slicked back so it sort of sits under his cowl, then makes his way out to the Nike Cabin. Unknowingly, he tugs the door open with little fanfare and shuts it with his hip-- ]

Hey, dude, are you coming or what? There's like only so much candy they're going to give us before the night's... [ And that's when he gets a better look at him. ] o...ver.

[ And the wig. Pfffft---] --Oh my god!

[annieisntokay]

[It may be the satyrs and nymphs that are handing out candy, but Annie doesn't mind taking over the job for them in front of Posiedon cabin. At Percy's insistence, the candy, salt-water taffy, is blue. All flavors and shades of blue, but certainly blue.

Annie, meanwhile, is uncreatively dressed as a mermaid. She's woven shells and sea weed into her hair, and is yes, even wearing a sea-shell bra, though she's got a finely woven net on as a shawl- gods forbid anyone see her arms.]

[excusing]

Trick or treat! [ Bounding up to the Poseidon cabin, Heather sings her greeting, dressed in her alternate costume - Lady Han Solo. She holds out a satchel she found that matched her outfit. ]

You look way ethereal.

[againstallodds]

[Percy Jackson has been dressed by his girlfriend, it's pretty obvious - he never would've been Aquaman if he'd had any choice in the matter okay maybe he would've been if they'd been able to get a large superhero group together but he still thinks the costume is pretty stupid. At least he looks good in orange, and he is carrying the trident, though he didn't bother to dye his hair. Seemed like kind of a lost cause seeing how extreme the color change would have been.]

[But he can be found making the rounds of the cabins - over and over again, for as long as the nymphs, satyrs, and Jehan will let him, because why? Free food. His ability to put away ridiculous quantities of food is semi-legendary at camp, and it's a trait that's only gotten worse since he has the Curse of Achilles to fuel as well. But not only that, it reminds him of when his mom used to work at the candy store and she would bring him back a bagful of "free samples." Even if those were the days with Gabe, memories of his mother are always good.]

[clearasil]

Hey, Jackson, nice legs!

[ Natalie yells from where she sits on the stone bench outside the Hecate cabin with a bag of candy in her lap. She's currently popping Skittle after Skittle into her mouth, thankful she went with the literary footie pajamas instead of something that required her to actually suck in her stomach or something. Hey, her house has Milky Way bars so she won't be leaving for some time. ]

Where's your better half?

[deathdiduspart]

[Nico is actually at his cabin by the time Percy makes his second or third round. He's giving a Hershey's special dark chocolate bar an unreadable look while he sits against the door. He glances up when he hears someone approach and can't help a smile of genuine, wicked amusement.]

Aquaman. The most useless superhero. Are you trying to go for irony this year?

[untameimpala]

[ Okay, someone said something about horror movies. So guess who's set up a projector on the side of Cabin Eleven to show all the best, classic monster movies?

Dean, that's who.

That's him there, lying back on the hood of the Impala to watch with a bag full of candy. And yes, before you ask, that is the bag of candy they're supposed to be handing out, filled with whatever deliciously unhealthy things the little thieves here could get their hands on. He's also... eating the candy. Better hurry up if you want some, trick-or-treaters. ]

[wasalmostdaphne]

*Hey, hey Dean. The bag is now full of spiders.*

So, what's up first tonight?

*Also Bay is now next to you on the hood of the impala. She just wanted an in on the candy. Bay isn't really wearing a costume, just jeans and a blouse... but she's weaved an illusion of Elvira, Mistress of the Dark's dress and hair for the moment.*

[angeliaforos]

Okay, I have to hand this to you.

[The voice ccomes out of nowhere at first, but then Gabriel's sitting on the hood, appearing from thin air as the Joker.]

You have kickass taste in movies.

[hypercompetent]

--Dude, is this Dracula? I love this movie.

[ You know you wanted company from another old car owning demigod, right. He eyes the Impala for a couple minutes, considers Roscoe sitting all by his lonesome out in the middle of nowhere, covered by mist, but comes up and leans against the hood. ]

What else've you got? [ and...casually reaching over to steal a piece of candy with no pretense at all. ]

[creepyfreezone]

*Once Sky was sure she understood what was going on, the question turned to what Sky should wear. It took some time, but Leo finally came up with something. They spent an evening repurposing some armor into the right shape, painting it, and painting Sky for the day. They considered making her silver skin but they didn't have the time to do that.*

*Leo decided Sky should be the Tin Man from Wizard of Oz. She had a hatchet, oil can, and creaked when she walked around. She was very proud of the creaking sound. Lots of candy to pick from, she'd find out things she didn't like the taste of!*

[suburbias]

( So, thanks to Cabin Twelve's kickin' equipment for parties, it's all decked out for the occasion: the fog machine's running strong (and sometimes Johnny breathes in too much of it and nearly hacks up a lung) and the sound system's playing an eerie soundtrack of various spooky sounds to add to the overall ambiance (Johnny jumps almost every single time the stupid feral cat meow comes on out of seemingly nowhere -- one would think he'd be used to it after the maybe fiftieth time, but no). Yes, Johnny, clad in his hastily put together Killjoy costume, has been relegated to candy duty tonight, which he's pretty cool with since gods know that creepy weirdo Gabe would probably rather freak out some innocent little campers elsewhere instead.

So, stop by at Cabin Twelve for some chocolate-covered strawberries (thanks, Daddy-o), wine gums (pretty much gumdrops), and bottle caps, which were Johnny's witty -- or so he thinks -- idea. )

[serenesuccessor]

[Naomi has been running around all evening, trick-or-treating and investigating all the things going on around camp. It reminds her so much of back home, and yet she's not feeling homesick.

Originally she had planned on dressing up as a dragon again, but at the last minute she changed her mind. So Naomi is walking around as Atalanta, having fashioned a toga out of bed sheets and a fake spear out of a stick (because no way was she going to run around with a real spear). She's carrying a plastic pumpkin as well, and it's already half full with candy.

It's safe to say she'll be on a sugar high by the time the night is done. Someone's going to have to carry her back to her cabin when she eventually crashes and falls asleep somewhere.]