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boys and girls of ev'ry age~
[ With all the hubbub Aligula's been up for few weeks now and especially today, it should really, really not be a surprise that closing in around the evening, flyers start appearing pretty much everywhere, in true Aligula tradition.

There's an extra notice slipped under everyone's doors as well: i made costumes and you're not allowed to tell a ghost story unless you wear one!!!! they'll be in the bar with everything else so don't worry it's all taken care of~~~~ ♥
...yeah.
8pm sees the bar decorated with a lot of toilet paper—mummies were here, obviously—as well as cut-outs of cats, bats, ghosts, owls, and a few freaky looking things that are probably native to Aligula's world. Additionally, the bar counter is laden with dozens of treats, ranging from slightly overdone cookies (sugar, chocolate chip, double chocolate chip, snickerdoodle) roughly shaped like popular Halloween motifs like bats, ghosts, and something attempting to be a pumpkin; thumbprint cookies with some sort of raspberry jelly on them that's a little too sweet, thick, and sticky; to somewhat lopsided chocolate and vanilla cakes, topped with whipped cream frosting and mixed berries. There's hot chocolate and water for people who prefer not to take any of the alcohol that's naturally in the bar, and...
True to her notice, there are costumes laid across several tables and chairs that have been pushed together: bedsheets with fancy embroidery around the hem for some expensive-looking bedsheet ghosts, witch costumes, robes for every monster occasion, cat-ear headbands + tail combination and a marker for whiskers, the same except dog-themed, black capes with red insides for vampires...
If you told her a preference and let her measure you, your costume set aside with a piece of paper with your name attached to it! If not, well. Bedsheet ghosts and capes are one size fit all, though she attempted to eyeball (ha) most everyone, so maybe one of these other ones fit you? Or maybe you don't care and you're not going to tell a ghost story anyway, so whatever.
The ghost stories, by the way, have their own little throne—there's one table pulled away from the others that's covered with a blanket and has a pillow and a few of those cute Cerberus plushes that come out of the machine with it. Take a seat and share something spooky—tis the season in this room, after all. ]

There's an extra notice slipped under everyone's doors as well: i made costumes and you're not allowed to tell a ghost story unless you wear one!!!! they'll be in the bar with everything else so don't worry it's all taken care of~~~~ ♥
...yeah.
8pm sees the bar decorated with a lot of toilet paper—mummies were here, obviously—as well as cut-outs of cats, bats, ghosts, owls, and a few freaky looking things that are probably native to Aligula's world. Additionally, the bar counter is laden with dozens of treats, ranging from slightly overdone cookies (sugar, chocolate chip, double chocolate chip, snickerdoodle) roughly shaped like popular Halloween motifs like bats, ghosts, and something attempting to be a pumpkin; thumbprint cookies with some sort of raspberry jelly on them that's a little too sweet, thick, and sticky; to somewhat lopsided chocolate and vanilla cakes, topped with whipped cream frosting and mixed berries. There's hot chocolate and water for people who prefer not to take any of the alcohol that's naturally in the bar, and...
True to her notice, there are costumes laid across several tables and chairs that have been pushed together: bedsheets with fancy embroidery around the hem for some expensive-looking bedsheet ghosts, witch costumes, robes for every monster occasion, cat-ear headbands + tail combination and a marker for whiskers, the same except dog-themed, black capes with red insides for vampires...
If you told her a preference and let her measure you, your costume set aside with a piece of paper with your name attached to it! If not, well. Bedsheet ghosts and capes are one size fit all, though she attempted to eyeball (ha) most everyone, so maybe one of these other ones fit you? Or maybe you don't care and you're not going to tell a ghost story anyway, so whatever.
The ghost stories, by the way, have their own little throne—there's one table pulled away from the others that's covered with a blanket and has a pillow and a few of those cute Cerberus plushes that come out of the machine with it. Take a seat and share something spooky—tis the season in this room, after all. ]
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She's got a drink in hand, which is kind of a pointless gesture since it won't get her drunk, as she wanders around.
Eventually she ends up at the story throne. If someone wants a story, she'll explain Ghost Rider's origins. Or, well, the really fictionalized version they used to tell among the X-Men about how Ghost Rider comes for the souls of mutants who don't do their homework. There's children here, she's not about to traumatize them with an actual ghost story.]
story throne
So, you got a good story to tell?
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[She pauses, partially to try and figure out how to tell this so it's like a story, but partially to see if it's interesting.]
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[ Color him curious, to be honest. ]
story throne
Try another?
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Do you know about, like, the lost colony of Roanoke?
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[ she knows Japanese legends and old European vampire stories that's... about it really... ]
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I dunno if it's just because a lot of us have been burned by humans, but the story goes that the first kid born in America, Virginia Dare, was the first mutant. She was a shapeshifter in a time when, like, that sort of thing got you burned at the stake. Now they usually just, like, shoot you or whatever.
Anyway, she and her family lived in Roanoke. There was a lot of conflict between the Native Americans and the colonists because let's be super real: Europe is, like, full of
The Native Americans had their spears or whatever, but the colonists had Virginia Dare. She changed into a great beast and, like, slaughtered the opposing army. She saved Roanoke, but the people of Roanoke were big on God and, well. You and I both know what they would think of a girl who could turn herself into a monstrous beast.
[They had a whoooooooole talk about that, after all.]
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[ Is killing her a mercy or a blessing in that respect...? She's not sure. She listened attentive to the story, because honestly, that reminds her of some vampire stories, the foolish ones about those who sided with humanity, like von Zarovich. ]
wandering around
hey fuck you reiliZombie rock star Alex has arrived. ] Hey, does that really count?