Who: Angelo and anyone in Vatheon.
Where: The Plaza.
When: Early afternoon into the rest of the day.
Style: First/Action.
Status: Open!

( tremendous amounts of paint )

Who: Aizen Sosuke (fakegod) // Grell Sutcliff (reaper2die4).
Where: around the City.
When: backdated to Friday evening.
Style: [ACTION]
Status: [CLOSED]
Warning: none (yet).

[Tonight finds Aizen standing near the Coral, protecting himself from the rain under a pristine and white umbrella, waiting. Once again, he left his usual hakama for a very elegant suit, certain to please his date.

The chosen one ? Grell Sutcliff, one of the most interesting and intriguing persons of Vatheon, a dark and red creature who recently caught his attention.

And she is late.]

Normally this particularly part of the plaza lays a little quiet and secluded but today there is a difference. The otherwise quiet spot is bustling with activity today, and shall be every first of every month from now on. It sure was a bit of trouble preparing all of this, but no effort was spared. It is for a good cause, after all!

The set up, though fairly simple, has clearly been aimed at making things comfortable for those attending. Broad tables filled with food and drink (and a few locals attending to them to make sure they won't run dry) stand amongst small tables, perfect for a few people to gather around and enjoy the delicacies. Some chairs and benches have been set up too, for those that'd rather sit while talking, but there is still plenty of space for walking around too. Beyond that, there stand at least two booths, one manned by the Welcoming Commitee, armed with replacement flyers, maps, hotel directions and anything a person new to Vatheon might need. They certainly look ready to answer any question that someone might have and then some. The other booth seems just as welcoming, though perhaps a little less on the informative side. This one is manned by Vatheon's very own Host Club. Are they recruiting? Trying to find new customers? Or just here to do their part in welcoming new people to Vatheon? Better check it out and be certain.

Today, the party seems to be dressed up with a rather obvious autumn flair. The tables, chair, benches and table-cloths are dominated by warm, fall colours, and all the food that stands on the tables has a very definite fall flavouring; apple and pumpkin pies stand side by side, with caramel apples near by and what looks to be a mass of cookies. But there are soups too, warm and hearty for those that want them. And lets not forget the drinks. The locals are tireless in refilling the cups so there is never anyone lacking some warm tea or warm chocolate, cider, or just plain old apple juice. Ask and you shall most definitely receive!

Who: Aizen Sosuke (fakegod) // Sebastian Michaelis (xthecorvus).
Where: Aizen's house @ Ordo neighborhood.
When: Saturday night.
Style: [ACTION]
Status: [CLOSED]
Warning: none (yet).

[Aizen usually just listens. To the people around him, to the continuous flow of voices on the SFC. He listens and dispatches the discovered informations. The way Vatheon works, his most or less interesting residents... There is always something to catch is attention.

This week, for example. Witnessing such a curse is quite a distraction and a relief to not be affected by it. Aizen does not wish to think of the consequences if someone else had been in his body, discovering his powers. Also, he was not sure that this unfortunate person would have been able to survive the whole experience.

The Shinigami smirks at the thought and then switches the SFC off, something poking at his mind. There is a very familiar presence not far from him, from his house. A certain young man that he met a month ago.

Sebastian, don't be shy. The kitchen's window is open. Come in and say hi.]

Who: Aizen Sosuke (fakegod) // Szayel Aporro Granz (scienceshow).
Where: Patchwork Laboratory.
When: Wednesday afternoon.
Style: [ACTION]
Status: [CLOSED]
Warning: none (yet).

[Today finds Aizen out of his comfortable apartment of the Ordo neighborhood, taking a stroll to the Patchwork Laboratory. Almost two weeks after his first encounter with Szayel, it was more than time for him to visit the Arrancar's home and see what he was up to.

Standing in front of the door, Aizen gives a soft impulse to his spiritual pressure, raising it just enough for Szayel to notice his presence. And he better not let his master wait.]

Who: Absolutely everyone
What: Masquerade~!
Where: The Golden Victory Club
When: Night of Saturday the 8th
Style: Whatever you want
Status: Open like the club's doors~
( Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never find you! )

Who: Ghirahim and Vatheon
Where: EVERYWHERE. Just make a note of where in your comments!
When: Friday. Wrathday.
Style: prose to start, will match
Status: open

It should have been like any other day in this bizarre undersea city. But it very much wasn't. Not for Ghirahim. The moment he woke up he was consumed by it... A fire in his blood and his mind that set at least five different fuses on fire. It didn't take them long to go off.

Ghirahim's temper had always been volatile, but this... this was an all-consuming rage and hatred of everything--everyone--around him. He hadn't even bothered to keep up the pretense of being something akin to human. His first victims are in the plaza. With sword and flying daggers he lays into the common people of Vatheon, his metallic skin soon covered in their blood. Normally this ends his impulse. A release from the anger that consumes him.

Instead it only makes it worse.

He lashes out again. And again. Someone tries to knock him out with a glass milk jug to the head. He whirls and slices the man open from groin to sternum. He's dead before he even hits the ground. "Such delicate...mortal...easily broken creatures. What is so special about you?! Hm?"

There's no answer, of course. And still, there is no release from the violent fury that's taken hold of him. He departs to find somewhere besides a now-empty plaza to vent his anger, leaving an easily-followed, bloody trail in his wake.

((ooc: Ghirahim is heavily affected by the wrath curse! Consider yourself warned--if you do put your character in this thread there is a strong chance they will be killed unless they can fight back to some degree. Of course, no actual killing will happen unless we talk it out first. Hit me up on Plurk or AIM to discuss!))

Who: Sebastian Michaelis and all of you
Where: Anywhere around the city
When: Late evening of Gluttony day
Style: Action. Will follow you though.
Status: Open... LIKE YOUR SOUL

( Its hiding in the dark, its teeth are razor sharp )