The Masquerade Ball Begins

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Who: William Shakespeare and EVERYONE
Where: His playboy Mansion
When: Friday 16th
Summary: Shakespeare organized a Masquerade Ball.
Rating: PG



[ Shakespeare work hard and organized the best thing ever. Or at least he spent tons of money in this party. Soon the day arrived and everything was ready for this to be a night people would never be able to forget. HAHAHAHA THIS IS FUNNY CONSIDERING WHAT IT'S AWAITING FOR HIM

Okay, Miyu kinda fails to this quick things. I'm gonna work in the sub threads, excuse me. Also, feel free to make new ones and remember to put your tag here.

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Comments

[hellburner]

[I think you mean awesome sense of humor. Obviously. Rider sure as hell thought it pretty funny.]

I sure didn't think I'd see you turn up.

[lordsexybritches]

I'm not a complete hermit, Drake. I do occasionally leave my home.

[A party with lots of free food and an open bar? He'd be more surprised if she passed something like that up. As for himself, it felt far too much like the formal parties held at the Clock Tower for his liking.]

[He glanced at her sidelong.] I certainly didn't think I'd see you dressed like this, though.

[hellburner]

William's fortunate that I'm willing to entertain his silly ideas. While I frankly quite want to burn this damned thing, I can hide one hell of an armory under the skirt.

[lordsexybritches]

I can imagine.

[The skirt was big enough to hide a small army under. It had to weigh a ton; Waver wasn't exactly fond of tailcoats and white tie either, but at least his formalwear didn't weigh more than he did.]

Here I thought I'd be the only person around who disliked this sort of affair. Call me pleasantly surprised.

[hellburner]

[Four pistols in holsters on her legs, one knife in either shoe, and a fifth pistol that may or may not be but definitely was stuffed down the front of her dress.]

You're really surprised by this? What about me makes you think 'that Drake must really love to dress like an idiot and screw around some stuffy excuse for a party'?

[lordsexybritches]

I assumed you've have some sort of plan to liven up this stuffy party. Personally, I'm only here for the open bar.

[And possibly to troll Kayneth if he felt like dealing with the man for a while.]

[hellburner]

Oh, I'm sure I can figure something out if it gets boring enough.

[lordsexybritches]

Causing havoc is a talent of yours.

[He folded his arms, looking out at the other partygoers with mild disinterest, as though they were nothing more than scenery.]

I find something interesting, though, Drake. Here you are, dressed appropriately in something you hate, at a party of a kind that you hate, without any particular plans to cause trouble. And without even a drink in your hand.

[hellburner]

Hm~? If I didn't know better, Lord Melonhead, I'd say you were driving at a particular point.

[lordsexybritches]

Not at all. Just an idle observation.

[hellburner]

Sure it is.