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Vlad Tepes Dracula ([personal profile] what_is_a_man) wrote in [community profile] genessia2017-12-23 11:30 am

Castlevania Yule Ball

Twas the eve of Christmas eve and all through Everglade, I can't rhyme so ends our gimmick in shame.

Who: Everyone
What: Yule Ball
Where: Castlevania
When: December 23-25

Christmas was usually a time for dour and quiet brooding. For the most part, the only observance allowed was Dracula taking his meal of some poor villager in the Chapel beneath a crucifix as a challenge to the son of God. This year, however, was different. The Castle itself had arranged its layout so that the cavernous ball room usually reserved for the dances of ghosts was readily accessible from the entrance hall, while the Chapel had been sealed off completely.

The halls were indeed decked with boughs of holly, and festive decorations could be found throughout the the castle. The only difference being that it was stripped of anything that could be remotely classified as having anything to do with Christian iconography. Instead, more pagan decorations had been used.

At sunset on the 23rd, a message would be sent out to all but a few of the devices inviting any who wished to attend the Castlevania Yule ball, a celebration and feast that the lord of the castle intended to carry over to the 25th itself so as to overshadow Christmas. After all, he may be festive this year, but he wasn't going to ditch the tradition of slighting the almighty.

[OOC: Starter prompts will follow shortly, but the whole of Castlevania will be open to the public (with minor exceptions) and the starter prompts are by no means the only threads. Explore, have fun, and do whatever! If there are any questions as to what can be done in the Castle, feel free to send me a PM.]
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Re: Ball Room

[personal profile] erinoah 2017-12-24 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)
She was among spirits now, but something about this castle seemed very off compared to the softer, weaker ones that haunted the floating graveyards at her former home. For the moment, Noah ignored the fact that she was probably the most 'realized' spirit in the room, given her solid body.

Knowing that being blue and slimy was just not going to cut it in cold weather, Noah had figured out how to transform her thick mana into clothing, or more specifically, an evening gown (though this one is aqua blue and glowing). There are vague, bunny-like faces that trail at the bottom of the dress. She had wondered what a place like Castlevania would be like, and came to assess it, but the high amount of undead spirits and dark decor seemed disturbing.

...and yet, also fascinating.

"I thought the holiday called Halloween passed, and yet this place feels more like that than this... 'Christmas'. I wonder why..." Noah wasn't talking to anyone in particular, but she spoke loudly enough that anyone nearby might think she's talking to them.
Edited 2017-12-24 14:07 (UTC)
science_not_witchcraft: (Happy)

[personal profile] science_not_witchcraft 2017-12-28 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"The Castle has always been rather...gothic. It was one of the reasons that I preferred to live in a small cottage at the edge of the village," Lisa said with a smile. She was roaming the room, greeting anyone she came by.

She was still using a cane to get around, but she was mostly able to walk on her own.

"Welcome to the celebration. I am Lisa Tapes." She gave a polite curtsy and smiled. She was glad that the Castle was giving them a chance to celebrate. It had been ages since they had celebrated any holidays.

"The Cathlic church took many things from the pagan celebration of Yule as well as from other religions to create Christmas," she explained. "We choose to celebrate Yule as we have...issues with the Church."
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[personal profile] erinoah 2017-12-28 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Now there was someone interesting. Given the way she seemed to greet people, Noah suspected that this woman was someone of importance in the castle. Stranger still was the cane. She did not seem to be very old, but rather limped, as if sporting an injury. Weren't the healers supposed to be strong around here?

...maybe it was like Noah herself, where her injuries carried beyond the world she came from.

"...Noah," The rabbit girl said with a polite bow. "I (still) feel like I should be 'Erina', but in my current state I am no longer worthy of that name." She looked a little wistful at those words, and shook it off. "It's old history now. Is this Church you speak of around here? I've never encountered anything like it back where I came from."