Event: Haunted Clairbourn

[clairbournmods]

Who: EVERYONE
Where: Clairbourn High's entire campus
When: During and after the homecoming game and dance (Lasting 1 OOC week)
What: Welcome to Clairbourn's 2010 crack event! Your loving faculty has decided to make your homecoming western-themed. So the school's been decked out in some of unusually authentic-looking decorations from Coloraro's

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[dosuhoi]

Whoa, what a game. Ed hit the showers and started to get dressed for the dance. As he did so, he could have sworn he heard two people arguing outside of the locker room. Maybe it was just a young couple bickering, but then the voices escalated.

I know what you found, boy. Hand it over.

Next thing he heard was a gunshot. And that made the big Japanese guy almost run out of the room. He then bumped into a young girl, who was pretty much a skeleton dressed in a dusty rose gown. "Help! He shot James!"

And that just caused Ed to scream... like a little girl.

[scarffaceless]

Hester was in the adjacent, girl's lockers, also changing into her own wrongheaded ideas of what constituted formal wear when she heard a familiar scream.

Ed was in trouble.

Still in her jeans and bra, and more importantly not wearing the scarf she normally had over her face.

That was when she was confronted with what appeared to be a rather well done, if cliched halloween costume...and stared it down.

The ghost realized it was going to get no help from this quarter. Not when..."Oh, this town is hainted! Ah'm sorry, ghoulie! Don't take James with you!" It said, flapping its bare jaw and obviously scared, before turning and fleeing in a rustle of decaying petticoats.

Hester snorted.

"You alright, Ed?" She asked, still too concerned to be embarrassed just yet.

[dosuhoi]

Ed screamed again, but he stopped when he saw Hester in front of him. She has only a bra on Where was her ever-present scarf? He stared at her silently before shaking his head.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Please tell me you saw that." Poor guy was as white as a sheet. He seriously didn't know what to make of the skeletal girl and the gunshot noises.

[scarffaceless]

"What, you practically taking a steamer at that girl with the stupid skellie costume? She got one over on you, that's a sure fu'in' thing."

It dawned on her that it was a little chilly for a locker room. Crap, she wasn't wearing her...scarf! Quickly she lowered her head so her hair fell over the scarred half of her face as the other side flushed red. Not having a shirt bothered her a little less, her affair with Jan Valentine having given her a bit more confidence. Regardless neither was a way she wanted to stick around being, even with someone she trusted like Ed.

"Imma, ah, finish changin'." As she turned she stepped in something wet, warm and red. She examined the now dripping underside of her boot. "Fu'in fake claret's too sticky..." She said, although there was an edge of uncertainty to her voice.

[ocean_legacy]

It was not unusual that Jolyne Kujo didn't have a date to the homecoming festivities. It WAS unusual, however, that she could be found on school property after hours.

But it all added up when she peeked out the window, scouting some cars with her hands jammed into her pockets. Nothing to see here, move on along.

She scoped out a few choice ones, even one with the door left unlocked, and began to sneak her way casually back down the hall. Nothing seemed that unusual, and what a stupid damn theme "Cowboys" was, anyway. Fuckin' Colorado. Annoyed, she kicked an arrowhead down the long hallway.

Wait, what? And arrowhead? Okay, that shit was too authentic. If they were going to throw a party, they could at least make it safe for all ages, right? But, seeing as her target wasn't a boy, by any means, she decided it might be nice to have a handy little tool in her pocket.

As her fingers slipped around the smoothed stone, she felt a brisk wind; upon straightening, she found herself dressed like Annie Oakley"Okay, seriously? What the fu--OW

[component_1i]

Jio headed for one of the exits. He'd come to see what watching the game was like, but he had no plans to stay for the dance.

There were a lot of people dressed up in the halls though. For some reason they'd decided to mix the western theme with Halloween, but he didn't pay any more attention than usual to what they were doing. He assumed the war whoop he heard was just some people fooling around. Then an arrow grazed his shoulder and natives on rotting horses charged in, the cowboys in the hall shooting back.

Jio instinctively dove for cover at the first gunshot, ending up behind a rain barrel that had somehow replaced the garbage can that was usually in that spot. What was going on here!?

[kz_assassin]

Killua yawned. This party was too boring. He was falling asleep on his seat. Normally, he wouldn't be caught dead in a party like this, but he decided to check it out in case something interesting did happen. So far, nothing. He might as well leave and find something fun somewhere else.

He noticed Jio ducking and covering his ears pathetically and rolled his eyes. "Geez, I can't believe you're getting scared over that." Unbelievable. A guy that could hold his own in a fight against him was ducking like a coward.

"Oi, Jio," He laughed. "Haven't you heard a gunshot before? It's Halloween, pal."

Looking around at the tacky cowboy themed party, he just didn't get it. They could have at least chose something not so ugly.

[component_1i]

A stray bullet made a hole in the rain barrel, releasing a stream of water.

"Those're real ya idiot!" Jio hissed. "Get down!"

He grabbed for Killua's ankle to try and pull him to the ground where he'd be a smaller target. A few arrows and bullets were going to be coming Killua's way in a second at this rate.

[kz_assassin]

Killua avoided the bullets like a pro--- maybe because he is. He wouldn't really be much of an assassin if he couldn't avoid a few bullets. Even in training his father had used real bullets for him to practice dodging with. Wondering if it would lead to something interesting, Killua joined Jio crouching on the ground.

After a while, Killua was losing interest in this game of hide and hide. "Hey, isn't there something else fun to do?"

He moved a bit in time for a bullet to hit the spot where he just vacated. He wasn't even botheres at all by what a close call it was. "Come on, Jio. Let's play a game or something. Maybe then this lame party won't be so boring."