2021 LAW Halloween Party! (Semi-Open Thread)

[dddybee]

Honie had just put down her three friends, certain that she had loved on everyone that she knew. But she was mistaken yet again! There was yet ANOTHER person here that the bee had met in the ring prior. And that person was Harmonia Edelstein. And this woman approached the friendship circle of the Great Armagilo, which allowed Honie to finally notice her.

"H-Harmonia? Is that you?" Honie questioned, after seeing the blonde give Gil a hug. "IT IS!" The bee buzzed over to Harmonia, before picking her up and, of course, squeezing her in a forceful hug. While Harmonia was in Honie's embrace, the large woman swung her around a fair bit. "I can't believe I didn't see ya buddy! Cool belly-dancer attire! I'm use to your model-looking clothes, which is probably why I didn't recognize you before."

After the hug, Honie would place Harmonia down. She then tilted her head up and yelled: "ARE THERE ANY MORE BUZZING FRIENDS OF HONIE IN THIS MOTHERBUZZING LOCATION?!" After shouting, Honie put her hands on her wide hips and let out a cute, little sigh. She then addressed the multitude of girls within her proximity, some of which Honie hadn't met yet. But she was very eager too! "Anyone who's a friend of Gil is a friend of mine." Honie buzzed. "What's up everyone?"
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[Arista]

Her introduction may have fell flat on it's face, but everyone had certainly taken notice of her, at the very least...! She didn't notice as Satsuki flicked one extra card right into the pile as Gil picked them up and stuck them back in her hat. "Hmm?" Gil looked up to see Cheryl, handing her a hand-full of her cards. "Thanks...! I was going to stick a rabbit in there, but I'm not so sure how that would have worked out...!" Gil chuckled, looking over to Sky, who bent down to help her finish up picking up her cards. "...Hey, Sky! It's good to see you in person, I totally adore your costume, yours too, Cheryl...!" Gil got to her feet, placing her top hat back on her head.

"So, did I miss anything...?" Gil inquired to both Cheryl and Sky, but before either one of them could answer, a loud greeting from Honie echoed throughout the room...! Gil turned her head just in time to be scooped up into her arms, held together with both Gwen and Yoyo! "...It's nice to see you again, Honie...!" She squeaked out, the tight hug restricting her breathing. Finally, the three would be let down, and with a laugh, Gil would assure her it was fine. "...Don't worry, Honie, I just got here...!" Chaos would continue, now Harmonia joined the meeting, looking like she may or may not have pre-gamed a little too hard...! "...Hey, Harmonia, I haven't seen you in ages...!" Gil was brought into a much gentler hug than that of which Honie gave to her.

"...I'm surprised so many people are here, I guess leave it to Silver to bring all these people into one place...!" Gil chuckled, flicking her eyes across the room, still scanning for more familiar faces. "...Tonight is totally going to be a blast, so let's kick it off, what was it you wanted to talk about, Harmonia?" Gil smiled in her direction.

[Kreydos]

"~Thank you!~" Yoro chirped happily in response. "And don't worry about it! The bee costume is awesome anyway!" She casually dismissed Honie's self deprecation. "And I've been doing great!" Yoyo replied, though she failed to notice that the Bee had been caught up in her own thoughts by then.

Yoro blinked in mild confusion when the other woman made a proclamation to seemingly no one. "Hey-woah!" Before she knew it, she was carried up and whisked away. "Nice, free ride!" Choosing to just enjoy not having to walk, she ignored the brashness of Honie's actions. They picked up another wrestler along the way, a bluenette which Yoro greeted with a wave. "~Hellooo.~"

It all ended with one more brunette which Yoyo also greeted with another "~Hellooo.~" before they were all embraced in a great big hug from Honie. Yoro being Yoro, didn't really mind the crushing embrace of the hug, and actually reciprocated with her own tight squeeze. Of course, her strength paled in comparison to Honie's but they stacked on top of each other. "~Heyyy! It's great to meet you all!~"

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[Lederface]

Gwen would happily watch as everyone had a good time, though suddenly, she would be carried away by Honie, scared, her scissors would fall off and along with other girls, they would be piled up in a hug that Honie made, looking like she was very happy, when she finally let them go, Gwen picked up her giant scissors, noticing then who were there, among them someone she remembered at that instant, so then with the scissors in her sights, she would approach and looking at Yoro she would say to her.
Hello! You.....were in that fight Jenny had against this girl...... Ah yes! Emaline.

Smiling then as she started to think about the message Fenrir gave her before going to the party
[mention]Kreydos[/mention]

[Knocked]

TORA just watched as various events transpired, cogs wracking up in her brain as to what to speak of this. She just shrugs as there are so many unfamiliar faces to her right now, might as well try speaking to one of them, given that she is a part of LAW now. The big leagues, as they say. Just some small fish moving to some bigger waters.

Well, at least in concept, as right as she started hobbling over to one of the groups that formed up in the party, she slipped on a card that went unnoticed, promptly falling over backwards that made the girl go mid-air for quite a bit whist letting out a gasp, before contact with the ground.

Landing back first against the floor with a notable thump, TORA immediately braced for her neck as she rolled around with the sudden jolt of pain that just occurred, reeling from it as she bit down on her bottom lip, stifling any impending tirade of curses she might just throw at no one in particular.

[CaptainL]

As she raised the top card from the deck, Allie raised an eyebrow curiously, tilting her head to inspect it from another angle. She was hoping that she wouldn't have to tell Satsuki that she knew more about collectible card games than anything else, and this clearly wasn't Pot of Greed. But before she could say anything more, Gil arrived on the scene, her ill-fated attempt at a dramatic entrance causing its fair share of chuckles. Allie, however, looked up at her with a grin, clapping her hands. "Oh, a magician! Cute!" she cheered. "Heh, maybe I'll need to talk to her later tonight!"

Nevertheless, Allie wasted no time in directing her attention back to what Satsuki had to show her, as she leaned over the table, placing her chin in her hands. She gasped as she saw the card go flying across the room, but before she could voice her excitement, Allison went quiet, catching on to what Satsuki had in mind and not wanting to give her plans away to Gil. But the smile and nod she showed the pink-haired girl would be proof enough she had her attention.

At Satsuki's offer, Allie took the cards in her hands, spreading them apart. She tilted her head down to get a closer look at the setup. "Okay...like this, right? And then, I just..." She squeezed her fingers - a little too hard, as a matter of fact; the cards burst outward, scattering all over her lap, the table, and the floor.

Allie still shrugged her shoulders, laughing it off. "Ah, well...at least I tried!" she said. She took up the other half of the deck Satsuki had offered, keeping up her efforts; the second time, she managed to get most of the deck into her hand, but still dropped a few cards. But, at Satsuki went on, Allie was quick to lose interest in the cards when something more important came into play. She looked up, eager to answer her question. Finally, this was her chance to introduce herself to the world of LAW!

"I'm glad you asked!~" she cheered. "I'm not a fighter, no. I've never taken any sort of martial arts in my life. I'm a professional streamer! The name KawaiiGamrAllieSan ring any bells to you?" she added with a wink. "LAW agreed to sponsor my streams, and in return I got to go to this awesome party to help spread the word! And so far, I'm LOVING IT!" She stuck a hand out across the table, offering a high-five impetus of nothing other than her own enthusiasm.

...Though, just then, she felt the floor shake under TORA's impromptu landing, and she let out a yelp. This served as a reminder that she wasn't alone here - and that, in fact, Satsuki's table was one of a few rare islands of stability amidst chaos.

[Monsy]

Once a promising Doctor. Gone. She was new to her job at a city hospital; the coffeemaker within the breakroom, still an enigma on how to operate. Co-workers gave her anxiety; the bumping shoulders, stumbling ever what to say, where to find everything, then to memorize each shelf in case of an emergency, or to simply save time as to not aggravate her boss. She stayed until night, extra money for school debt. The hospital grew emptier and emptier as the hours rivered by. Minutes like flows of water, ever-forward with mundane tasks. It was almost three am. She was almost ready to go home but decided for one more tour around the hospital. Walking was so sluggish, she might as well drag her feet. The last place she visited was the mortuary.

God how she hated the dead. Bodies on tables, tags on their toes and blood washed across the blue tiles. The lights flickered, rectangular dangling lights in three rows that stretched across the room. One dangled on a singular hinge, draped against the wall as she passed by. The smell was rancid, and the snippets of people that she saw; forearms, a shin, someone’s delipidated scalp, a hand, all turned grey. It smelled like rotten eggs, fecal matter and parmesan cheese in a warm broth, then used to paint the walls and lacker the floor in a layer of shit. Her nose curled up, and her hands covered her nose and mouth, then she looked left towards the coolers and heard banging. A punch against the small, steel square door. And another. And another. All the way down the room, the rows and columns awakened. She inched back. Her heart punched her ribcage until she bumped into someone’s front, and she peered up, and they said, “Doctor Reinhardt?” Their face was missing half a cheek, exposing gangrene and blackened teeth that leaked puss. They had a missing eye, dangled by a cable that he swallowed when he said her name. She fainted, collapsed onto her back, and everything went dark. That same smell woke her up, and there was a voice at the door, “I thought I said to lock this room! God, some people don’t know responsibility.” The jangle of keys was the last thing she heard, well, besides the iron door’s thunderous slam and the creak of rusty hinges.

That’s when the banging started again. The bodies on the table thrashed, tossed and threw themselves onto the floor, convulsing, groaning, moaning and growling, then turning themselves over until they stood. Perhaps the smell of them all camouflaged Karla, and maybe her breathing alerted them that night. But they found her. Took her. And that morning, she marched with them against the Hospital staff. And that’s how Zombie Dr. Reinhardt escaped. She had grey skin over her forehead, around an eye and over her chest, hand and bits of her ankle beneath her grey-pant legs. Her grey button-up dress shirt and white Doctor’s coat hid the rest of the decay, except for folded sleeves that shone a decrepit forearm, although scentless make-up. Her cheek had a stitched scar, and her mouth had blood around one corner. Besides that, she still had her vibrant red hair, even a stethoscope around her neck. She can still dress, even with rips patterning it. It was enough to turn up at this event, where her functional stride let her through the front doors, and gazed upon stacked pumpkins, tables of drink, food, sufficient lighting, a TV and various games all patterned about, cobwebbed. There was a litany of guests, something she paid no mind to them as of yet. No one she knew, at least yet - they were all strangers. She grinned, extended her hand out in dramatic posture and shouted, “You’re welcome, dear Hostess. For I, Doctor Karla “Ray” Reinhardt, have arrived!”

Left

[pikazard]

Close on the tail of the good doctor was another red-headed beauty in cosplay, dressed as a mischievous devil in a manner that was ironic to those who knew how devilish the woman could be. The woman was Rindo Kobayashi; a LAW wrestler known as the Barbarian who loved to wrestle in both violent and lewd matches more than anything. When she'd heard that there was going to be a LAW Halloween party she had jumped at the chance to be a part of it, this would be a perfect chance to scout out some potential future opponents while also having a good time and enjoying some free food!

With that train of thought she would arrive at the party, only upon entry she would be greeted with the sight of a familiar veil of scarlet hair and an even more familiar ass that could only belong to one person "Karla-chaaaaan!" Rindo would rush up behind her former opponent and wrap her arms around her waist as if preparing for a suplex, only instead she would tightly hug the smaller woman enthusiastically and with such vigour that she would lift her into the air! It seemed that in spite of how rough and competitive their match had been Rindo had put that all behind her and was rather happy to see Karla.

I'm gonna have to ask you guys a favour and pretend Rindo is thicker and more toned in this pic

[FreestylePoet]

"Kawaii... Gamr... Allie... San?" She knew what each of those four sounds meant on their own, but together? Satsuki had no clue. But she guessed that it was some kind of online handle. The Queen of Clubs chuckled, shaking her head with a smile. "Sorry, but I'm more into playing games than watching them. Money matches and stuff, I'm sure you understand." She waggled her dexterous fingers in the air for emphasis. "Who knows, though? I might check your stuff out some day."

Just then, a resounding THUD! rang throughout the room, and Satsuki looked up to find the source of the noise. Near the entrance, a woman who'd clearly had too much to drink rolled around, her miniature trash-can clinking along the ground as she did. Around the fallen wrestler, the crowd of entering partygoers only grew -- some of whom had reputations that even a newcomer like Satsuki would notice. Smother specialists, PPV regulars, and #1 contenders dotted the entrance hall. All were potential opponents, of course, but sometimes a little sneak peek only enhanced the fun later. And now that she thought of it, she had a perfect way in -- one that would even let her take a step back and watch the fireworks.

Satsuki turned to Allie, her grin now wide and toothy with excitement. "Oh, don't lemme bore you. I've always been the kind to let the party come to me, but the whole..." Satsuki waved her arms towards the front door. "First 20 square meters or so of this place seem pretty exciting. If you wanna explore some of that, I won't blame you. But I might come with," she finished with a wink. After all, Allie seemed like she had a nose for fun. Wherever that nose led her, Satsuki was willing to follow.

[CaptainL]

Hearing the bafflement in Satsuki's voice as she attempted to parse out her username, Allie couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Much as she cared about her branding and wanted to be recognized, she found it amusing to think of how someone could struggle to make sense of her handle. She shrugged, but still tilted her head to lean closer to Satsuki all the same as the pink-haired girl elaborated on her pastimes. "Ooh, money matches, huh? That sounds interesting..."

But then the room shook under the force of TORA's collision with the floor, and Allie, startled, looked around, seeing the fallen wrestler behind her. She glanced over her shoulder between Satsuki and TORA, and, hearing the former give her permission to leave the table to pursue the latter, she nodded her head. Allie was here to meet new people, after all, and she wouldn't want anything to keep her. Satsuki, too, was happy to accommodate for that. "Okay. Thanks! See ya around!"

Getting up from her seat, Allie walked over to TORA, where she would kneel down to her level. "Hey, you alright there?"

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