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HALLOWEEN SPOOKTACULAR & OKTOBERFEST? BEER AND PUMPKINS GALORE!

Who: EVERYONE!
What: Journal Cafe Log.
Where: The Cafe!
When: October 29th.
Warnings: DRUKEN PEOPLE, DEAR READER.

Ahh Friday the 29th! It's not quite like Friday the 13th, but it's the perfect day to have a festival of spookiness and one celebrating German sausages and beer, right? Bob is ~~looking for an excuse to get wasted~~ going to celebrate with a traditional feast!

The destination? The quaint little place that just happened to be owned by Arceus and Kyle ~~also known as 'Monsier Kyle's Cupcakes'~~. The theater turned cafe, turned theater again for this night, where the stage stood proudly behind black and orange curtains. Candles floated in the air everywhere instead of the usual lights. The tables arranged with tasteful cloth sheets and huge chandeliers hanging from the ceiling (which you couldn't see thanks to a smoke machine (or at least it was hopefully a smoke machine) right above your head. Be careful not to bump your head!

Yet let's not forget that not only is it Halloween Spooktacular, it's also an homage to Oktoberfest! And while you'd think that the thousand of candles would make this place unbelievable hot, it's rather comfortable and cold. In fact that's not what's hot. It's the sausages! The thousands of them! Sausages as far as the eye can see, of all sizes, shapes and varieties from sour to spicy to bacon-filled. Cabbages, sauerkraut and sauces! Knödel (potato or bread dumplings), Kasspatzn (cheese noodles), Reiberdatschi (potato pancakes what do you mean I stole these from wikipedia) exploding from all sides of the kitchen. Oh and Bretzels ~~they're made with real Brets~~ bigger than your fist or even your HEAD! And the Beer. There is beer. EVERYWHERE. BEER. For those who are under the age of 19, we have non-alcohol beverages available (okay okay, it's juice). Grape, Pear, Strawberry, Cherry, you can drink them and pretend you're having an awesome time as the adults and some even almost taste like wine and beer! But really, don't you wish you were 19 like the rest? Hahahaha too bad.

Your waiters are dressed appropriately. But due to the nature of the game, sometime they come out to serve you dressed like this, sometimes, the building gets tired of that and they suddenly have a Halloween costume! You never know what might happen (...and neither do they, admittedly).

MAGICAL THINGS ARE AFOOT. For you see, the minute you enter the building, a fog envelopes you and suddenly! Poof! You're in a Halloween costume! What is it? It's MAGIC! Handy right? Forget having to spend hours for that perfect hairdo, at least tonight you'll be a perfect costume, without regards to budget. It is merely what your imagination. Besides, even someone like Bob is mischievous this time of the year.

There is music playing that changes between traditional German Songs and something a little more Halloweeeny.

Bob herself is dressed up appropriately. Well, you think? She seems to change costumes everytime she talks to someone else or she moves behind a well concealed pole or door. How does she do that? And Kyle seems to be dressed up as some sort of cook. A rather simple costume, it almost fits in the fact they are in a kitchen. What's odd is there are red peppers floating all around him..

As for Flurrie? She is prepared for the night in the only way she knows how. ~~Boobs~~.

Come on in! Be merry! Enjoy your new costume! Get Drunk! Eat Sausages! Tell Scary Stories! Celebrate! Have Pumpkin Pie!

[OOC - Feel free to start out threads with your dudes doing things if you'd like. Mingle with each other, sometimes there will be special threads like Flurrie's stories to tell after dark, or bobbing for apples, or sausage feasts. Take a seat, let the waiters come to you, Imagine your dudes in the most terrible of costumes!]

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Come on in! Suddenly you are in costume?!

Yeah, after talking with Bob and Uxie, and having the most ridiculous outfit being put on her via maiglc...Lash was just busy fuming in place, twirling the tea spoon in her left hand and glaring at everyone. She hoping a friend or two would turn out and come here before she'd bomb the entire place down.

[And so, Vash the Stampeding Goose claimed his table. He was basically doing what he did best. By that, I mean he was whoring SO MANY SAUSAGES and plenty of beers. They were so. Just. Floating. And shit. It was kind of neat.

He even tried shaking a beer really hard, popping it open, and spraying it at floating stuff, trying to 'hit the targets'.

Whatever, they could clean afterward. It's a holiday. Time for fun things.]

What a strange cafe. Part Halloween and part...culture she'd never seen before, but perhaps an enjoyable time nonetheless. For now, she would sit, sipping a drink and observing the decorations and partygoers. Bob certainly was an odd hostess, but that didn't make the scene off-putting.

She was having a bit of trouble with the skirt, though. Lack-of-coverage, and all that.

[Suddenly. the lights in the cafe dimmed, and a mirror ball descended from the ceiling. ~~when did the cafe get a mirror ball~~ Fog machines started pouring fake mist onto the dance floor as music began to play (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bkMBVbEUd7o). Flurrie, decked out in ~~MAXIMUM CLEAVAGE~~ her tasteful costume, appeared out of the fog and spoke into a microphone:]

OHHH HOHOHOHO~! All right, everyone! Time to start the party! I want all of you out here! Tonight's no night to be shy, dahlings~!

Naturally (as the dancing nonsense picked up, what a coincidence!), a grumpy old Soviet sits at his own claimed table, nursing a drink. Surprising he could not find Ivan yet. Maybe they were not even here?

(Is this because of my sudden recall the last two weeks? He could not help that, or he would be able to for as long as he was under, literally, the Devil's thumb.)

Meanwhile, the music was simplistic and terrible; the dancing unfamiliar and idiotic; and the... fake fog irritating to his nose that had him yearning for mechanical exhaust, and Volgin is questioning why he is here. He reminds himself: Ivan is the only reason why he was bothering. He aches, angry at this dependence he had developed for the silver-haired man; he did not want to spend the night alone.

Edited 2010-10-30 02:25 (UTC)

[There is an Arceus with a gigantic clear barrel. Inside, there seems to be apples floating in water. She stands close by.]

Okay! Who wants to be the first to try out?

[And either look silly, amazing or terrible sexy doing it.]

The moment he entered (and got over his new attire) he was welcomed by the sight of beer. Beer everywhere. He could deal with that.

After branching off from Rhys to sit on his own (he wouldn't hear enough of his habits from the priest), Shinon ordered a drink. And another. By now, he was at the least buzzed: his mind was hazy and numb. Even still, the mercenary took yet another swig of the alcoholic beverage. It was alright.

Due to his lack of pants (http://www.ultimatedisney.com/images/q-s/robinhoodmwe-09.jpg) Fox decided that sitting was a good idea. That and food was great and he hadn't yet bumped into anyone he knew. Also, he could keep an eye out for people from the table.

So, Fox is chilling over at a table, I guess waiting for a waiter (How does cafe work). he is admittedly a bit wary of the. Floating sausages.

Edited 2010-10-30 20:51 (UTC)

After Ulki entered, he scanned the room for familiar heads in the dark environment which seemed that much darker to the hawk laguz. It was alright, though: he was used to living in candlelight, no matter how difficult it was to see in.

It wasn't quite enough to spot the carrot-top priest he knew so well: his friend, Rhys. Relying on his strongest sense, that being hearing, the task wasn't made impossible. He was sitting on his own, disguised by a white hood, so Ulki felt compelled to join the chatty mercenary. It would be beneficial to the both of them.

Sweeping the obtrusive cape (http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy292/smaaaaash/linking/mens-gothic-vampire-costume.jpg) out of the way, Ulki rounded the table to sit at Rhys's side. "Hi," the laguz greeted him, flashing him a brief and small smile.

Green was here. He kind of had to be. He was also nineteen, so he was getting all kinds of tanked. Good times.

[Okay, so it was a German celebration. And he hated Germany. But.. free food! And Miller had invited him as a late birthday present... How could Raikov turn down that offer?

He picked an empty table and waited patiently for Miller to arrive. Oh. And he was dressed in this (http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/120/morrigannxcbig.jpg) minus the long green hair and boobs]

Edited 2010-11-02 02:03 (UTC)

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