they've got all the right friends in all the right places

[sageprincess]

Characters: "Pandora" and the Tower populace.
Setting: Floor 82 - The Masquerade Ballroom.
Format: Party style - pick your poison.
Summary: As the lights begin to flicker and the month rapidly draws to its close, the mysterious "Pandora" has invited the residents of the Tower to a masquerade ball.
Warnings None as of yet.

"Between the noise you hear, and the sound you like..."

Well, now, that invitation certainly was mysterious, huh? Who is Pandora, and what's the occasion for this party she's holding? And what was that message on the back all about? Remember this: There will come a time when everything around you seems to be not what you thought it was, and you won't know what to believe about anything at all. At that time, look for something that is still true. In the wake of the chaos caused by those rumors written on the walls, perhaps it seems like a too-late warning. In any case, the ballroom on the eighty-second floor shimmers and shines exquisitely, awaiting the guests' arrival. The dance floor is open and spacious, and, as promised, refreshments line a buffet table on one of the far walls. While much of it has obviously been nicked from the cafeteria, there is also a variety of meats and seafood not otherwise available in this month's menu. Yes, this also means there is alcohol. Take care not to lose the mask that is placed upon your face the instant you step off the staircase, however. You don't want to be the single recognizable person in a crowd of anonymous dancers, do you? Who knows what you might hear from a masked stranger...

"... are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?"

[Description of Floor 82 from the setting page: "A masquerade party is taking place in this intricately decorated, expensive-looking ballroom, and you're going to have to participate. As soon as you step onto this floor a mask is placed on your face. Anyone wearing a mask is completely anonymous even to those with supernatural abilities. You can take off a mask, but anyone with their mask off is compelled to truthfully answer any question they're asked."]

Comments

[sokasm]

Me? Non-poisonous food doesn't make me sick! Besides, the only festivity I see is dancing.

[And he doesn't really want to dance. It's something he might have done with his girlfriend back home, and he doesn't like to think about that.]

[dusknoir]

Well, you never know. They might show up with something else later in the night.

[Shrug. Morty himself wasn't one for dancing either, mostly because he hardly even knew how to talk to other people, much less dance with them. But watching everyone else have fun was totally fun for him.]

[sokasm]

Maybe. If they wanted a good party, they should have some quality entertainers here!

[A pause.]

And probably lose the masks. There's no telling who you're talking to here.

[dusknoir]

I think the masks might be part of the appeal.

[Shrug!]

At higher class parties, as far as I can tell, they add a sense of mystery.

[sokasm]

Who needs more mystery in a place like this?

[It already has way more mystery than he likes to deal with.]

[dusknoir]

Well, this is good mystery, I think.

Fun mystery.