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! 

Comments

[ospreyed]

Didn't you hear? Curiosity killed the cat. Or at least, that's the rumors. [She smiles.]

[suburbias]

Says the cat herself. ( He gives a nod towards her costume, too annoyed about their whole conversation to even fully appreciate it this time around. Gasp. )

[ospreyed]

[Oh man.]

Dude, the fuck is wrong with you?

[suburbias]

There's nothing wrong with me -- I just think that it's dumb that you pretend like you don't have friends or people that care about you here, 'cause you do. That's all.

( And a shrug. )

[ospreyed]

Whatever.

They don't. And if they do, they should stop. Because I'm no good, Johnny. [She leans in close, whispering in his ear, her lips just touching the shell.] I told you I was trouble.

[It's easier for both of you if you don't make friends.]

[suburbias]

Yeah, I'll be sure to let them know that.

( Nah. Nope. This sucks. Time to peace out. )

Look, I gotta go. Candy and -- all that. Yeah. Seeya around, Ep.

( Because tipsily passing out candy to the last few stragglers tonight sounds a hell of a lot better than hashing out how he -- or anyone, apparently -- shouldn't give a shit about Eponine. And, the next thing he knows, he's officially ditched the party. )

[ospreyed]

[She watches him go, rolling her eyes. The whole conversation was fucked, and Johnny had something up his ass. Sorry that life doesn't turn out the way you want it, and the girl you're crushing on is 'hot mess' personified.]

See ya.