NSetalia! [IC/Episode 2/Open!]

[Pot4toes]

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*sigh*, the Great fall holidays: The one time of the year when dressing like a complete goofball, scaring the living daylight out of your fellow colleagues, and grabbing as much candy & stuff as you want is socially acceptable (or is Christmas like that as well?). Anyway, this is a great fall festival with features such as

(Yes, I know it looks like a hedge maze IT WAS ALL I COULD FIND DON'T JUDGE ME!) Warning: may contain puffins.

And lots of it!

Music included

And finally (because why not),

Let's start this madness:
Everything was going just as planned. As Tia waited for the guests to arrive, she made sure that nothing would go wrong: Music, check. Giant pineapple, check. Food, check. Stampeding puffins in maze, check! Suddenly, she heard noises such as footsteps and chattering. The guests! She set off in her vampire costume (nothing scary or twighlight or any of that pandemonium, just a black cape and 'fangs'), to greet them. Her cat, Puffball, trailed along as well, with a mini ghost costume (the classic white sheet with two eye holes). Boy, will they be surprised to find who their host is!

[Charlia]

Charlia made a striking figure in her costume... whether or not anyone could tell who or what she was... was another matter entirely.

Clad in a long, dark red dress, and a black hooded cloak, she was definitely something dark... as evidenced by the parchment-colored mask covering her entire face, only her eyes glinting out from behind it. The mask was decorated with red around the eyes and a dark red, smiling mouth.

The oddest part, however, was the fact that she held another mask in her hand--a masquerade mask, bronze-colored with silver and gold coins hanging from the lower half. As she approached, she put the mask on over the first mask, smiling slightly.

Of course, she appeared expressionless.

Even she wasn't sure what she was.

But she liked the costume.

[Italios]

Italios strolled in, with her usual air of haughtiness, clad in a white dress with a gold necklace. She had arrived expecting to see some people in costumes, as it was October, but not a giant pineapple. Of course, she could guess who's work that was. She took a seat at one of the wooden benches and drummed her fingers on the table.

[Cybraxia]

Two Newcomers walked in to the room. One of them, the man, was wearing a tuxedo. His medium-length brown hair was tied back into a low ponytail, and his beard was well trimmed. He had an eye-patch over his right eye. He sighed. "I hate costume parties." he muttered to himself.

The woman who walked in with him chuckled. "Then why did you come?" Her pale skin shimmered in the light. She had long black hair and wore a maroon dress that matched nicely with her faint red eyes. A strange tattoo was on her sternum, which also matched the dress and eyes.

"It's rude to not accept an invitation."

"Hmm... Interesting."

[Krajstali]

Krajstali and Rascia walked at the same pace perfectly into the event. Rascia wore his stylized World War 1 formal uniform. One that he was proud to wear to special occasions and such despite losing the first world war. Nevertheless he was able to deliver such crushing defeats to the Austro-Hungarian empires in the very first battles of the war and fled to an Island in the Mediterranean before launching an offensive to retake his land. As we walked his big orthodox crusifix swayed with his movement. Being that it was a festival, Rascia brought his accordion on a sling.
Krajstali on the other hand wore a dress that a byzantine empress would have worn but with a much more simpler ring crown, the siblings sat on the wooden benches awaiting for the festival to be in full swing. Rascia decided to pass the time by playing accordion renditions of 2pac songs.

[Finsternia]

Finsternia arrived at the party early and is walking around, or specifically slithered, in a naga costume. But really he was not wearing a costume either, he specifically asked his leader to magically transform him into a naga. Lord Crystallia just laughed and snapped his fingers, making him look like one of the nagas of the shores of Finsternia. He looked around nervously, quite anxious and scared that someone would criticize him and make fun of his body. He's half snake-fish waist down and he was naked upwards. He covered his shoulders with scaly arms and looked around the place with slitted eyes. This is a bad idea, this is a bad idea... He tried to find anyone familiar to him, either Tia, Charlia or Auricum. He then saw the giant pineapple. A pineapple for Halloween... What...? Surely he thought that Halloween is pretty weird in other nations' houses. Back home, the citizens of Finsternia will throw a massive festival, commence an arena fighting and would go to a demon hunting expedition and other stuff. But ours is weirder when other nations would witness it... He sighed as he slithered near the shocked and frightened people, even some hiding their kids from him. He smiled and showed his sharp teeth. Perhaps he would enjoy this though.

[Charlia]

She sat down, placing her fingers together as if deep in thought.


Really, she just thought it looked cool.

[Finsternia]

He spotted Charlia among the crowd. He slithered through them, the people parting to let the nation pass. He waved a hand to her. "Hey Charlia! Fancy seeing you here!" He looked at her costume. "And a marvelous costume at that." He grabbed a nearby glass of wine and tried to seat on one of the chairs, his lower body curling around the chair.

[Charlia]

He spotted Charlia among the crowd. He slithered through them, the people parting to let the nation pass. He waved a hand to her. "Hey Charlia! Fancy seeing you here!" He looked at her costume. "And a marvelous costume at that." He grabbed a nearby glass of wine and tried to seat on one of the chairs, his lower body curling around the chair.

"Oh, hi Fin." She smiled slightly, but of course, her mask stayed expressionless. "Thank you. Not sure what I'm supposed to be, but whatever... and you... you're... okay, I'm not going to lie. I have no idea what you are. But whatever it is, it's very lifelike..."

[Finsternia]

He spotted Charlia among the crowd. He slithered through them, the people parting to let the nation pass. He waved a hand to her. "Hey Charlia! Fancy seeing you here!" He looked at her costume. "And a marvelous costume at that." He grabbed a nearby glass of wine and tried to seat on one of the chairs, his lower body curling around the chair.

"Oh, hi Fin." She smiled slightly, but of course, her mask stayed expressionless. "Thank you. Not sure what I'm supposed to be, but whatever... and you... you're... okay, I'm not going to lie. I have no idea what you are. But whatever it is, it's very lifelike..."

"I'm a naga..." He then averted his eyes, probably not to get nervous. "Nagas are snake-like people. They reside at the shores and seas of my house." He then smiled. "And it's not a costume. It's a transformation spell you see." He sipped some of the wine. "Surely whatever you are supposed to be, it's stunning. Black and red are a good combination. Like spilled blood upon the evening night."

[Charlia]

"Oh, hi Fin." She smiled slightly, but of course, her mask stayed expressionless. "Thank you. Not sure what I'm supposed to be, but whatever... and you... you're... okay, I'm not going to lie. I have no idea what you are. But whatever it is, it's very lifelike..."

"I'm a naga..." He then averted his eyes, probably not to get nervous. "Nagas are snake-like people. They reside at the shores and seas of my house." He then smiled. "And it's not a costume. It's a transformation spell you see." He sipped some of the wine. "Surely whatever you are supposed to be, it's stunning. Black and red are a good combination. Like spilled blood upon the evening night."

She nodded. "That would explain things... Um, thank you. I know my protege would agree, she's very fond of the combination... I'm still not entirely sure why. She doesn't talk much." She shrugged. "But that's life, and as long as she's doing a good job I'm not going to criticize her."

[Finsternia]

"I'm a naga..." He then averted his eyes, probably not to get nervous. "Nagas are snake-like people. They reside at the shores and seas of my house." He then smiled. "And it's not a costume. It's a transformation spell you see." He sipped some of the wine. "Surely whatever you are supposed to be, it's stunning. Black and red are a good combination. Like spilled blood upon the evening night."

She nodded. "That would explain things... Um, thank you. I know my protege would agree, she's very fond of the combination... I'm still not entirely sure why. She doesn't talk much." She shrugged. "But that's life, and as long as she's doing a good job I'm not going to criticize her."

"One of the things my ruler told me. 'I don't care who or what you are. As long as you are good with what you are doing and you have love and honor at it.'" He then tried one of the dishes, a plate of roasted beef ribs. "So how's the flow of the arcane arts and power at your house?"

[Charlia]

She nodded. "That would explain things... Um, thank you. I know my protege would agree, she's very fond of the combination... I'm still not entirely sure why. She doesn't talk much." She shrugged. "But that's life, and as long as she's doing a good job I'm not going to criticize her."

"One of the things my ruler told me. 'I don't care who or what you are. As long as you are good with what you are doing and you have love and honor at it.'" He then tried one of the dishes, a plate of roasted beef ribs. "So how's the flow of the arcane arts and power at your house?"

"A little hectic but at least we're not having a full-on Great War again. I really need to talk to Yuri about that..." She shook her head, making the coins on her mask jingle. "But that's not important. How's things for you?"

[Finsternia]

"One of the things my ruler told me. 'I don't care who or what you are. As long as you are good with what you are doing and you have love and honor at it.'" He then tried one of the dishes, a plate of roasted beef ribs. "So how's the flow of the arcane arts and power at your house?"

"A little hectic but at least we're not having a full-on Great War again. I really need to talk to Yuri about that..." She shook her head, making the coins on her mask jingle. "But that's not important. How's things for you?"

"If you only knew how hyped the citizens are for Halloween. Even the dead folk are rising, which is absurdly led by Tumblr-tan and are harassing the local 'fuckbois' in the name of the 'Skeleton War'. Not that I don't approve the notion but still..." He gave a shrug. "Seriously even the iced tea industry is affected. Pumpkin spice flavor, pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin everywhere. Even Lord Crystallia just laughed at it, drank a whole litter of the pumpkin iced tea, and even blasted a few 'fuckbois' to oblivion and literally eradicated them from existence." He sighed. "Oh and the veil to the demon realm is slowly thinning, and most of us are busy hunting the vile wretches. Yet even in the midst of the chaos, it is fun." He smiled at his glass of wine, finally emptying it and refilled it once again.

[Charlia]

"A little hectic but at least we're not having a full-on Great War again. I really need to talk to Yuri about that..." She shook her head, making the coins on her mask jingle. "But that's not important. How's things for you?"

"If you only knew how hyped the citizens are for Halloween. Even the dead folk are rising, which is absurdly led by Tumblr-tan and are harassing the local 'fuckbois' in the name of the 'Skeleton War'. Not that I don't approve the notion but still..." He gave a shrug. "Seriously even the iced tea industry is affected. Pumpkin spice flavor, pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin everywhere. Even Lord Crystallia just laughed at it, drank a whole litter of the pumpkin iced tea, and even blasted a few 'fuckbois' to oblivion and literally eradicated them from existence." He sighed. "Oh and the veil to the demon realm is slowly thinning, and most of us are busy hunting the vile wretches. Yet even in the midst of the chaos, it is fun." He smiled at his glass of wine, finally emptying it and refilled it once again.

"...that's just..."

Wow.

"That's just... wow."

...

[Finsternia]

"If you only knew how hyped the citizens are for Halloween. Even the dead folk are rising, which is absurdly led by Tumblr-tan and are harassing the local 'fuckbois' in the name of the 'Skeleton War'. Not that I don't approve the notion but still..." He gave a shrug. "Seriously even the iced tea industry is affected. Pumpkin spice flavor, pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin everywhere. Even Lord Crystallia just laughed at it, drank a whole litter of the pumpkin iced tea, and even blasted a few 'fuckbois' to oblivion and literally eradicated them from existence." He sighed. "Oh and the veil to the demon realm is slowly thinning, and most of us are busy hunting the vile wretches. Yet even in the midst of the chaos, it is fun." He smiled at his glass of wine, finally emptying it and refilled it once again.

"...that's just..."

Wow.

"That's just... wow."

...

"Really Halloween and the month of October is a shitstorm back at home." He laughed happily. "How's Halloween at your house, Charlia?"

[Charlia]

"...that's just..."

Wow.

"That's just... wow."

...

"Really Halloween and the month of October is a shitstorm back at home." He laughed happily. "How's Halloween at your house, Charlia?"

"It's more solemn... there's actually not a lot of people who feel the need to do anything about it. A little dull, but I deal with it... anyway, visitors usually raise enough of a storm to keep me entertained."

[Finsternia]

"Really Halloween and the month of October is a shitstorm back at home." He laughed happily. "How's Halloween at your house, Charlia?"

"It's more solemn... there's actually not a lot of people who feel the need to do anything about it. A little dull, but I deal with it... anyway, visitors usually raise enough of a storm to keep me entertained."

"Tourists..." He said the word with equal amounts of honey and venom. "It is quite annoying to see them break our laws when they come to our houses, yet when we visit theirs, we keep the law sacred. Around 127 tourists died this year actually, most got lost in the woods and fell prey to the citizens of the woods. And some, the insolent imbeciles, are scourged, flayed, burned and even killed by my citizens." He shrugged. "Really, those conservatives..." He drank a little more from the glass. "Yet the tourists who smiled and enjoyed the stay, it warms my heart."

[Charlia]

"It's more solemn... there's actually not a lot of people who feel the need to do anything about it. A little dull, but I deal with it... anyway, visitors usually raise enough of a storm to keep me entertained."

"Tourists..." He said the word with equal amounts of honey and venom. "It is quite annoying to see them break our laws when they come to our houses, yet when we visit theirs, we keep the law sacred. Around 127 tourists died this year actually, most got lost in the woods and fell prey to the citizens of the woods. And some, the insolent imbeciles, are scourged, flayed, burned and even killed by my citizens." He shrugged. "Really, those conservatives..." He drank a little more from the glass. "Yet the tourists who smiled and enjoyed the stay, it warms my heart."

She raised an eyebrow. "Our visitors die all the time... and I do mean all the time. They usually leave right after they die, unless they come back as a ghost or a zombie or something else of that sort..."

[Tracian Empire]

A certain purple eyed nation also arrived at the event, later then some but earlier then others. Thrace was wearing one of the dark blue officer characteristic for his country. The uniform had clearly seen better days. It wasn't torn up or anything, but it was of course a little discolored. The red armband on his left arm had a big, round hole in the place where the emblem was supposed to be. Instead of the fancy eye patch he had been wearing at the previous meeting thing, Thrace was now wearing a simple black leather eye patch, that was covering his left eye just like usual. He was also wearing various decorations, most of them from the First World War, and even a few from the Second World War, but none was recent. Thrace also had something that looked like a briefcase with him.

After arriving, Thrace just walked around for a while, looking somewhat tired. Finally, the raven haired nation-being saw two nations he knew from the previous meeting. Rascia, who was wearing something that looked like a stylized WW1 uniform, and Krajstali. She was wearing a dress that was really reminding him of something the Byzantine Empresses used to be wearing. Sighing, Thrace approached them.
"Hello there. Long time no see.", he saluted, with a small smile on his face.

[Finsternia]

"Tourists..." He said the word with equal amounts of honey and venom. "It is quite annoying to see them break our laws when they come to our houses, yet when we visit theirs, we keep the law sacred. Around 127 tourists died this year actually, most got lost in the woods and fell prey to the citizens of the woods. And some, the insolent imbeciles, are scourged, flayed, burned and even killed by my citizens." He shrugged. "Really, those conservatives..." He drank a little more from the glass. "Yet the tourists who smiled and enjoyed the stay, it warms my heart."

She raised an eyebrow. "Our visitors die all the time... and I do mean all the time. They usually leave right after they die, unless they come back as a ghost or a zombie or something else of that sort..."

He lifted an eyebrow. "I am intrigued at what happens to them and to why they die." He devoured one rib and moved on to another. "I musht shay thaht yoursh ish a vehry intereshting houshe." He said between mouthfuls. He swallowed and drank again. "Pardons. But really, yours is an interesting place."

[Pot4toes]

Tia spotted some of her friends, along with Finsternia, in the ever growing crowd. She decided to walk over and chat for a while. "Hey, guys! Are you enjoying the party?" Then she turns to Fin and says "That's a cool costume. Very realistic."

[Charlia]

She raised an eyebrow. "Our visitors die all the time... and I do mean all the time. They usually leave right after they die, unless they come back as a ghost or a zombie or something else of that sort..."

He lifted an eyebrow. "I am intrigued at what happens to them and to why they die." He devoured one rib and moved on to another. "I musht shay thaht yoursh ish a vehry intereshting houshe." He said between mouthfuls. He swallowed and drank again. "Pardons. But really, yours is an interesting place."

"It varies. Some of them fall downstairs. Some of them get chased by notorious serial killers and murdered horribly. Really, it all depends on the person. But yes, it is very interesting, if not always coherent."

[Italios]

Tia spotted some of her friends, along with Finsternia, in the ever growing crowd. She decided to walk over and chat for a while. "Hey, guys! Are you enjoying the party?" Then she turns to Fin and says "That's a cool costume. Very realistic."

Italios saw Tia walk over. She tapped her on the shoulder and asked, "Tia, would've it have killed you to not have a giant pineapple here? That's not really going with the autumn theme, is it?"

[Pot4toes]

Tia spotted some of her friends, along with Finsternia, in the ever growing crowd. She decided to walk over and chat for a while. "Hey, guys! Are you enjoying the party?" Then she turns to Fin and says "That's a cool costume. Very realistic."

Italios saw Tia walk over. She tapped her on the shoulder and asked, "Tia, would've it have killed you to not have a giant pineapple here? That's not really going with the autumn theme, is it?"

"I'm sorry, but the store didn't have any giant Jack'O'Lanterns like I originally ordered, and I couldn't take it back, due to the fact it wouldn't fit through the door. If you would like to order a twelve thousand dollar produce item next time, be my guest."