entrancelogs | FIRE CANDY EVENT POST [OPEN]

Who: You. That's right, YOU. [OPEN]
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: March 19th, starting at midnight
Rating: To be determined. First offer is PG-13 for drug use.
Summary: CANDY RAVE PARTY IS GO!
The Story:

"At exactly midnight on the 19th, the mansion becomes a club where the party never stops--even if you want it to. Neon and black lights flicker everywhere and loud music makes the walls shake. Outside, Wonderland has become a grungy city of doorless buildings, lit up in neon that makes it impossible to make out any stars in the sky. The only normal fixture of Wonderland that remains are the merchants, though residents will find them changed. Their masks are the faces of animals, their booths are run down, and they'll swindle, scam, and even steal from you if you don't watch out.

But that's not all. What rave would be complete without candy? It's all over the place, littering every surface, in all shapes and colors. The floors are littered with empty wrappers that tempt you: everyone else is doing it, so it can't hurt to have a piece. Right? ♥

And it doesn't! Not at first, anyway. At first, it's quite pleasant, inducing cheerful, playful, laid back moods in anyone who consumes it. It's quite addictive once you've had a taste, but there seems to be plenty to go around."

Then the post says something about changes when the 20th rolls around. But today is not the 20th, so who cares? IT'S PARTY TIME!

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Now the music certainly woke Delta up from sleep. He was a light sleeper, and this was an annoyance. He yawned bitterly and shuffled outside to see the strange surroundings. The music was shaking him to his core. That UNS UNS UNS did more than make the walls shake, it made his head pound. Just what the hell was going on?

He glanced around the hall outside to see candy scattered everywhere. Candy was tempting, but it was the mansion. He wasn't trusting it right now. For all he knew, it could be poisonous or something.

Miguel's usually pretty careful. He doesn't have that inner-voice Tulio was talking about, maybe, but he's not a complete idiot. So he smelled and tasted the candy before he actually ate any. He's almost completely certain it was not poisonous.

Plus it tastes really good. And it makes everything purple, like at the feast in El Dorado. He likes it. So he's busy gathering more when he wanders into the GREAT BIG METAL GUY and has to stop and stare.

"Wooooow. What're you?" The candy in his hands gets dumped into his pants and now Miguel's decided to start tugging on the metal man's arm, grinning gleefully.

Woah woah. Delta wasn't sure how to react to the person tugging happily on his massive arm. He pulls away slightly. A pity Miguel couldn't see how confused Delta's expression was under the floodlight of his helm. It had been a while since anyone actually asked him what he was, and the "wow" made it all the more confusing to deal with. He exhaled sharply, not out of annoyance, just partially out of habit and partially due to how tired he was.

He held up a finger and tried to slink off back into his room to fetch his communicator. Delta was mute. Miguel would get no noise from him other than animalistic one's, but text Delta can do.

Miguel's okay waiting in the hallway. Well, okay, he's eating some more candy and not moving more than consciously waiting for the big guy to return, but it still works out the same in the end.

Delta went into the hallway again, this time with his communicator. Miguel was..acting strange. Well, he didn't know the man to begin with, but he regarded this as strange behavior. Delta keyed in a few sentences on a blank entry in the device.

I'm human.

He paused.

Should you be eating that?

Eventually, Miguel's attention returns to the giant man. He takes a few very deliberate seconds to read the screen, chewing thoughtfully, and then looks up at where the man's face should be.

He shrugs. "They taste good." He is just about to offer the man one when it occurs to him that it might not be worth the trouble of getting out of his armor, and then he would have one less piece of candy. Instead, he asks, "What's your name?"

Delta looks hesitant. That candy was from the mansion, and he didn't exactly trust the mansion totally. The food it gave out was perfectly fine, but this was abnormal for the place.

But they just appeared here..It's best to be careful in the mansion.

He was a bit worried. Sure this person was a stranger, but he worried for the welfare of everyone in this place.

Johny. Your name?

Miguel chews thoughtfully. As far as he can tell, all the food magically appears. Sure, this was on the floor, but after spending a few days traveling through a jungle (not to mention all the scrounging he's done over the years) he isn't too picky about the quality of his food.

"Miguel," he answers, and then, for sake of argument, "What could be wrong with it?" He bounces on his heels. "Could it be poisoned, you think?"

Delta nods softly, but tries not to make the man panic. The mansion always has a habit of making things more dangerous than they seem. Delta's right to be a little bit wary of the food out of nowhere, especially because this has to be some kind of event.

It could be. Do you feel ill?

Miguel does a quick internal checklist, and finds he has no complaints. "I don't. I suppose that doesn't mean much though."

He can't seem to sit still, though. That's different.

FIRE CANDY EVENT POST [OPEN]

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HEY LOOK AT THIS LATE RESPONSE.

WOW BUT THAT'S OKAY

I blame midterms.

I blame....video games. ;; sorry

Np!

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