HIPSTER PARTY - NIGHT FALLS DOWN THE STAIRS

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

A dark pall drag on me, into the chasm gaping we...

A two story house in an ancient style sat in wet grass and bushes, hemmed close by tall fences on the sides, open to the street in the front. One car was parked on the lawn, another half there and half on the sidewalk, and the street without was bumper to bumper as well. All of the houses in this neighborhood could only be afforded by mobs of youths with low need for privacy.

Despite the poverty of the youths within, the architecture lent it a pleasant air of respect. Tall ceilings with baroque crown molding above, uneven, scored, cigarette burned, and patched hardwood below. The sun had just recently fallen, a smattering of hipsters used the ratty and plentiful furniture or wandered on edge, red cups waiting for the kegs to arrive.

One of the house's residents was searching for another...

   
  Hypster Hostess-
"HELLOOO? CHUUUUCK? HELLOOO? CHUUUUCK?"



Hypster Hostess-
"Oh, haha. Sorry guys. Didn't see you there. Anyone seen Chuck?"


           
A Dude-
"Sister, I don't know what a chuck is, but I'll let you know if I find out."

Erudite Tosser-
"Most definitely."



Hypster Hostess-
"Oh, OK. Huh."


   
  Hypster Hostess-
"HELLOOO? CHUUUUCK? HELLOOO? CHUUUUCK?"


'Ere she proceeded on her way,


         
A Dude-
"Dude, there's some stone cold hotties on the hook to-nite."

Erudite Tosser-
"Most definitely. We should get tore back, anon."


Some sheisty post-grads were cozy on a loveseat nearby.


         
Pre-Dr. Claudia-
"Mm, do we have time for this, Samira? Those papers aren't going to grade themselves."

Pre-Prof. Samira-
"B's for everyone."

And then... THE UNDEAD WALKED AMONG THEM. ((Ellen dropped off Babette and Leo first.))

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

(( DKender Trinity pick ur outfits & intro ur guys, Trinity decide if Leo brought le snakes. ))

Wild Leos and Babettes appeared, wearing what they were, festooned with reptiles or not, as they desired. Leo got a yen to do something on her cellphone and planted her ass in a dark corner. Babette walked the hardwood floorz along the flea market rug of broken dreamz.

((Intro yon Babette as dezired.))

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Some exceptionally glamorous college ladies considered the lay of the land.

   
The Model-
"Mmm, I want to feel the effects but I'd like to stay safe. You know these people?"


       
  Natural Beauty-
"I know some of them. There's enough cool people. I'll point them out to you. Stay close to them and you'll be alright."


   
The Model-
"Goody."


Some gynephilic hipsters wished they could approach the beauties but only had the courage to speak amongst themselves for the moment.


         
Moustache-
"So. 'Sensitive People.' I didn't know they had a shirt in saffron."

Sensitive People Fan-
"Yeah, they're amazing."

Moustache-
"Still thinking about Shirley, bro?"

Sensitive People Fan-
"Forever."

[DKender]

((I love all these fashionable new NPCs, Chris ))

Wot wot! Who's in the partay tonight? It's Babette, decked in her best informal party suit. Check it. Polyvore.



Babette wasn't confident that her outfit complemented the party's atmosphere, but she felt rebellious and cheeky, just like her shirt! Oh, what a funny tee! She'd have everybody in stitches before long.

After worming into the crowd, she squinted through the heat-fire surrounding each guest. The gynephilic pair wearing heavy glasses attracted her, flames to a moth. Surely, cultured hipsters would be interested in indie movies. Maybe ... maybe they'd seen Lychgate!

Maybe they'd look upon her face with fascination and horror, for Babette Valentine was dead! The city mourned her! Yet here stood her doppelganger, pale but well, like a ghost!

A ghost!

Could you be our departed actress? each man would wonder. And Babette would say, No! No! I am merely her understudy, her shadow! I am the phoenix (or closest Kingfisher equivalent), reborn! Come to me, sweet mortals. Give me your bloooood.



"How're you guys doing? I've been to too many parties lately. Who's throwing this one?"

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

       
    Sensitive People Fan-
"Nothing! No one. I mean Chuck. Sorry, what was I thinking?"


     
    Moustache-
"Wow, uh, howzitgoin'? He means Chuck Dawg. You know, the Baller. Not Chuck Roast or Chuck Nutz. Man, what's your major?"

[DKender]

They didn't recognize her. Damn it all to Dorein's hot tub!

"Ah, yes. That Chuck. Friend of a friend. Well, my major is the school of hard knocks, Darling. Fortunately, now that I've been adopted by an eccentric fashion icon, I can stop making cappuccinos and focus on my art."



"Acting."



At that point, Leo emerged from her dark corner, having been satisfied with watching Simons Silent Hour - Mobile Edition since before they left the abbey.  In the midst of her show, a wave of sadness suddenly washed over her, and it showed in her eyes - Though her face was smiling and cheery when she approached Babette, and quietly nudged her way in for a moment.

"Hey." She gave a small wave, "Hey, uh, Babs? Could I like.. Talk to you for a second?"
She looked into Babette's eyes, as if to say 'It's important.'
"In private?"

                                                 
                         "You can talk to me any time, Darling."

Leo led Babette pulled her aside, where her smile dropped and was instead replaced with a small frown. She looked down and rubbed the back of her neck, as if unsure of what to say or how to start.

"Listen.." She began, speaking in a whisper only they could hear, "I gotta.. I gotta get out of here for a bit, aight?"

When Leo lifted her head, if only for a second, it's possible Babette might have seen the tears forming in the corners of her eyes. No. Way.
However despite this, her voice was shaky, yet firm.
"Something I gotta take care of.. you'll be fine on your own, right..?"

                                        
"I'll be fine, assuming a fight doesn't break out.
Haha. Just kidding - it's not that kind of party."



"Good.. something happens, you got my digits."
She moved to walk away, but turned back,
"Don't say anything to anyone. For all these people know, I'm just going out for a smoke, okay?"

                  
                "Er ... okay. Be careful, Leo. Please."

"Hopefully I wont be long, don't worry."
With those words, Leo made her way to the exit, smiling to anyone who made eye contact.

Babette turned back to the bing bong brothers.

                                 
                   These Here Guys-
                    "Hello again.   An actress you say?"


"Oh yes. You'll see me on the big screen someday. Might want to grab an autograph now. Haha. I'm a tease. So, boys, what's your majors?"

Clearly NOT film studies, or she'd be doing the good ol' ghost routine by now.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

             
  Moustache-
"Acting... Oh, acting! You're an actress. That's amazing. I mean, acting is amazing, isn't it, bro?"

Sensitive People Fan-
"Yeah, it's amazing. Er, yes."

Elsewhere,

   
  Hypster Hostess-
"HELLOOO? CHUUUUCK? HELLOOO? CHUUUUCK?"



Hypster Hostess-
"Oh, haha. Sorry guys. Didn't see you there. Wow, you're a handsome pair."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Wilhelm-
"Thank you, thank you."

Chloë-
"Umm."



Chloë-
"Ugh this is soo awkward. I don't think I like parties anymore."

    
Wilhelm-
"Don't worry darling, no one is going to die 'zis time."


Chloë-
"..."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Hypster Hostess-
"Hm. OK. And a handsome pair right behind. Hello, cuties!"

INTRO AUGUST AND QUINN! -fresh from a ride in the Wilhelmobile. (( Sir Milo Quartermass ∆§Indea§∆ are go...))

[DKender]

((In the Babette corner of the party ...))

She felt a disturbance in the air, like the party just got literally dead-er but figuratively more lively. What was that about? Hm, curious.

"Yes, an actress. I'm working on a movie now, actually. It's a very cool project. The script's quite old, but I'll breathe new life into it."

She managed to keep a straight face. It was easy, because Babette can act. She also remembered to blink.

"Are either of you into the occult?"

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

             
  Moustache-
"Eh... Oh, the movie is about occult stuff? Ooh, is it shaky-cam style, like Supernatural Occurrence 2?"

Sensitive People Fan-
"Yes ma'am, my people have a rich folklore about ghosts. And sharks. But mostly ghosts."

Moustache-
"Is it a movie about ghost sharks?"

[∆§Indea§∆]

A dashing figure did cut upon thine hipster rug. August had gone all out, he had his body back so why waste it? He wore an outfit showing plenty of mancleave. There were so many cool people here, it was totally his groove. Heck, a few had probably seen his film.




     

"Bombaroo party ya got! Who's Chuck? It's not a new band is it? Edgy!"

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Chloë sunk a little and stood behind August and the crowd.

Chloë-
"Doesn't this feel weird? Like, we don't even know these people..."


Wilhelm-
"It's perfect! What better chance to feel free? No watchful eyes of undead lords... well, other 'zhan this one. "

[∆§Indea§∆]

August turned to Chloe with a friendful smile.

"Ya gotta crack a few eggs to make new friends. If ya have too much trouble just give me a holla. I can talk to anyone. Or Just distract them for ya while you make an escape!"

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Chloë-
"Okay, I'll try."


Chloë-
"But it's so hard to see them through all of that fire stuff, what if I get them mixed up? It'd be soo embarrassing."


Wilhelm-
"Oh you can simply tell 'zhem apart by smell! But really who cares what humans think, haha."