insertmeathere | beauty & the beast montage

beauty & the beast montage

One moment, your character was minding their own business, and the next? Perhaps they opened the wrong door, appeared out of nowhere, or maybe, in a decidedly rare occurrence, they were actually escorted. The choice is yours. Either way, they seem to have found themselves at a formal party.

Spread out before them is a large ballroom. The decorations look like something from a fairy tale; high ceilings supported by stone pillars, walls adorned with gold trimmings and white silk curtains, and a high balcony overlooking an ornate marble dance floor. To the far end, a special stage has been set up, where a small orchestra fills the room with classical waltzes. Overhead, a large crystal chandelier illuminates everything with droplets of rainbow light.

To the sides and on the balcony small clusters of people make leisurely conversation and sip champagne. Several busboys carrying silver trays can be seen taking and delivering drink orders, regardless of age. Several couples choose instead to dance; the most graceful tend towards the middle, while the more inexperienced do their best to stay in the places they will be the most unobtrusive.

Should your character choose to go outside, they will be met with clear, starlit skies, a cool breeze, and a lavish rose garden. Several small tables are set up, lit by candles, where waiters take orders for a full-course dinner. Some of course, choose instead to gather near the ever-present Cod Fountain. Several pieces of strange currency can be seen at the bottom of the fountain; it seems that it's a popular place to wish for happiness.

THE RULES:
-Your characters' clothing with be replaced with formal wear, though the degree of formality is entirely up to you.
-Don't go having epic duels and destroying the building and what have you.
-If you please, you can use NPCs, but you will have to write them yourself.
-Standard "DON'T BE DOUCHEBAGS TO OTHER PLAYERS" disclaimers apply.
-????
-PROFIT!
(stolen with so much love from

fountainofcod)

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Kyle usual clothing had been replaced by a set of modest, but still rather formal Jedi robes, and he was none to happy about it. Finally accepting that there was little he could do about it short of leaving the party, he settled onto the balcony, and had a busboy bring him some champagne.

The decorations are beautiful, and the trappings of the ballroom are elegant and remind Nura briefly of a vid-pic she'd seen in a book back home. A smile touches her full, lightly-lipstick-dabbed pink lips, and she reaches up to move back a perfectly-waved white lock to behind her ear.

Nura doesn't know why she's here, or why she's suddenly dawned a very sumptuous gown (http://www.simplydresses.com/_img/PRODUCTS/500/PromGirl-506870309.jpg) , but she's not complaining. In fact, she's blending in, moving her high heels about, taking a glass of bubbly champagne from a waiter's tray and taking a sip, feeling a little more confidence pour into her with each brief sip. As she sips from her drink, she keeps an eye out for any potential dance partners.

Arika's used to the pomp and trappings of a party. The ballroom is tastefully done, and she approves of the decorations that adorn almost every corner, nook and cranny.

She's adorned in a soft, strapless, taffeta gown (http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/edressme_2117_692032189), bustled, trumpet style skirt, fully lined, and floor length. It isn't something that she'd wear any normal day of leisure, but it will do, considering the current circumstance.

She stands not quite near the wall, but somewhere around there, sipping from a glass of champagne bubbly, looking as if she belongs, though she's only just arrived.

Of course the young girl had no clue why she was here, and even if she were in a fairly fitting (http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j202/Brittani_Hellsing/Fashion/GothicDress6.jpg&imgrefurl=http://insanestar.pointblog.co.uk/goth-dress.html&usg=__8kzPsdDK4DbAVw6BRv65B_1q_yw=&h=420&w=281&sz=29&hl=en&start=1&sig2=F9wp0t640M_8cv_XU_HlXw&tbnid=HB5GfdKH21NStM:&tbnh=125&tbnw=84&ei=JzZTTPyCNMP68Abd7vSFAw&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dgoth%2Bdress%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D580%26tbs%3Disch:1&um=1&itbs=1) dress, still felt as of this were another strange waste of her time. People spent far too much time trying to enjoy themselves with trifles rather than actually preparing themselves for a fight.

In any case, this strange new elegant surrounding is overwhelming to Alessa, who decided that a brightly lit room with candles and people cavorting all over the place was definitely not her style. She edged near the fountain, glad to be out of the way but ultimately unable to avoid attention with such a noticeable dress.

...Kang has been forced into a black suit with a dark blue tie, and the silvery horn caps Nehaalista gave him, and he doesn't look very pleased by this. Wings rustling irritably, he stops one of the busboys and asks if they have anything stronger than champagne; when he is told no, he holds back a growl and takes one of the delicate glasses. It'll have to do.

As a rule, Laurie Collins tries to not make much notice for herself. Well, she would, if her gown (http://www.simplydresses.com/_img/PRODUCTS/500/PromGirl-496583309.jpg) didn't give her away. She sticks out like a sore thumb in her brightly-colored, floral patterned gown, and the red heels she wears are moderately uncomfortable, and thankfully, could be hidden under the dress.

Where she stands against the wall, her red satin-gloved arms at her sides, she feels most comfortable.

::Say what?

What...Oh dear, what the hell is he doing in formal native wear?! ...why didn't he put on Cinder's white coat? He's standing (actually standing, having reminded himself) in long, very see-through layers of cloth that look more like controlled liquid-smoke. Arm bands and ankle bands adorn, as does a wide neck decoration very vaguely reminiscent of Egyptian collars of state.
Ai yah. His headdress is on. And so is the formal makeup. Face paint more like, but still.

Don't mind him. He's standing there blushing like mad and trying to disappear into the wall.::

Billy, much to his displeasure, has been relocated here and dressed in a simple gray and black suit. Even his glasses have been replaced to match, with thin silver-rimmed rectangles replacing the rounded plantglasses.

Much to his further displeasure, the woman at the punch bowl has dared him to ask someone to dance. He can manage the dancing, thankfully, but the asking? Plenty awkward.

He's scanning the crowd now, trying to prove that he's making an effort. And maybe, just maybe, going through with it.

Katara was actually quite happy to dress up, and though there were many elegant dresses to choose from, she decides to go with something a little more daring. (http://image.made-in-china.com/2f0j00wCjTUJnRSLcN/Prom-Dresses-Style-6816-.jpg) She hasn't gotten to dance yet, instead choosing to go along the side and sip champagne: its very light and much better than beer to her.

In the meantime, she's looking out for some of her friends and admiring all of the dresses and the hairdos, but has yet to step on the dance floor yet.

Edited 2010-07-30 21:35 (UTC)

Fate... is currently wearing a rather nice suit (http://i25.tinypic.com/10if4p2.jpg). She looks horribly embarrassed, and seems to be more focused on fiddling with her yellow tie than taking in the grand surroundings. Care to talk to her?

Miku wasn't sure if the dress (http://image.made-in-china.com/2f0j00EvVQeqnPZYom/Birdal-Gown-Wedding-Dress-Wedding-Gowns-SD022-.jpg) in question was a good one for her. First of all, it was white. That was unlucky, and only really good for priestesses, snow women, and brides. She wasn't any of the above, sadly.

Still, with her hair loosely curled around her shoulders, and the smooth shift of the dress as she walk, the inner 8-year-old princess felt rather pleased. She held off along the wall, and couldn't quite shake the feeling that the glitter-spewing Cod Fountain was all too familiar.

Well...this was certainly different. And not something the wunderkind was used to wearing. Lash rolled her eyes, not at all noticing the small steam that had rising on her cheeks from the fact this dress seemed to stick a little too much into her curves for her liking. At least with her normal outfit she could use her coat to cover up everything.

Not to mention she couldn't stick a death ray gun in this! Lame!

So she stood next to wall, unsure of that to do. Balls were not exactly something CO's like her did often.

Pyro is the very definition of class. (http://i32.tinypic.com/k1v30g.jpg)

And yes, he is smoking an expensive cigar through his gas mask.

Don't ask how that works.

Samus is wearing a navy gown (http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3085946/0~2376776~2374327~2374331~6014150?mediumthumbnail=Y&origin=category&searchtype=&pbo=6014150&P=1) sipping a drink. Between her natural height and the heels, she towers over a lot of men. It doesn't make for good dancing.

Julian Keller was dressed to impress, in a full-on tuxedo.

He was currently outside, enjoying the night air, and sipping some red wine.

Oh god what was this dress (http://www.ball-dresses.eu/ball-dresses-800/ball-dress-04f.jpg) where did it come from and what was she even doing here. Ophelia took in her surroundings- the place reminded her of Lionwhyte's Pleasure Dome, but nowhere near as tacky. It was actually kind of... nice? But what were you supposed to do in a place like this? Maybe she'll just... hang out by the wall over here and try to figure it out.

Nanashi looked rather comfortable in her formal wear. She wore a black, red, and white dress (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCNMKfVrgXg/StHYLzn3MrI/AAAAAAAAB9A/23yDKGQ4WRo/s400/16a5-Renaissance+Dress.jpg) with her black cloak which bore her family crest on the back. The crest is a snake killing a hawk, even as the hawk tries to grab the snake. The background is a shield edged in black, with a silver line to separate it from the rest of the cloak, with the inner part being split into four alternating white and red. The pin in the front is a crescent moon that seemed more polished than the one she usually wore.

She stood on the balcony, looking out into the garden with a slight smile. The formality of the atmosphere reminded her of home. She just wished that someone would ask her to dance. She was accustomed to barely having time for a break between dancing with all of the most important guests.

Kaylee is (of course she is) on top of the world in her fancy dress (http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll235/RedHeadLuv/Kayleemasqueradedress-1.jpg?t=1280557147). Her hair (http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll235/RedHeadLuv/Kayleemasqueradehair-1.jpg?t=1280557169)'s even done up and everything. Honestly, there's probably nothing in the 'verse that could make Kaylee happier than she is right now, unless it was a nice engine in the middle of the room for her to play with. She's currently all but prancing around the room, smiling at everyone and trying as hard as she can to pass her excitement on to anyone who looks upset.

Cas stared down at the tuxedo and white tie (http://pics.livejournal.com/angel_ofthe/pic/00001twc/s640x640) he was wearing and blinked in confusion.

Edited 2010-08-01 04:19 (UTC)

.......He's in a tux.

Goddammit, he's in A FREAKING TUX (http://www.fanpop.com/spots/supernatural/images/792536/title/double-o-dean-photo)!

Dean didn't care how the party looked. He was ticked off with this trickery.

(And yes, the expression in the photo's about the same)

Edited 2010-08-01 04:01 (UTC)

Kate was dressed in a sleek purple evening gown. The surroundings though made her think of the numerous parties that her parents either held, or attended. At least this one was better. Filled with friends instead of people who only like you for your bank account.

A large Tauren entered dressed in a blue and gold outfit (http://www.fanboy.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/beauty-and-the-beast.jpg), followed by a black lion wearing a white bowtie.

"...What. The. Flak?"

A regular frequenter of such gatherings, Bruce Wayne comfortably fills his dynamic yet terrifically expensive Italian two-piece as he leans arms-folded over the balcony, tipping a fresh flute of champagne into the shrubbery below. It's not a particularly necessary maneouvre given the context, but he's a creature of habit and most of his pretenses have become automatic.

Edited 2010-08-01 23:40 (UTC)

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By the fountain

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In the ballroom. Not here. Not. HERE!

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At the side, sipping champagne

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I like drawing my dudes in dresses you can't stop me.

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