THE PIERCING, FACEPAINT, AND COSTUME BOOTH | spring gala event

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    [size=14]PIERCING, FACEPAINT, AND COSTUME BAR
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    [size=8]Close to the tent containing the dance was another, much more quiet tent about half the other's size. The fabric was a swirl of dark blues and violets mimicking a galaxy and in the entrance there was a curtain of crystals and beads that cast shapes on the inside. Inside a grey furred demoness with golden eyes lay stretched out on some silk cushions behind a low set counter top of sorts. "Bonjour mon cheri, I am Madame Wolfgang and I'm running this lovely booth here." She gestured broadly to your surroundings, under closer inspection there was a series of cushions and bean bags beside a shelf of paints and glitter on your left, several tables covered in collars, scarves, masks, bandannas, chokers, and other accessories to your right, and some strange sterile equipment on a long table in the back. "Welcome to our piercing bar, facepaint stand, and costume hut all in one. Here you can accessorize yourself over there to the right with whatever you like, ask me to paint your face in the area over to the left, or get a piercing of any sort over there in the back. Just talk to me, let me know what you want, and I'll see to it you're looking fabulous for the grand Spring Gala."


    WORKERS: @CHARDONNAY, @Finch Harbringer
    To become an worker of this booth PM @vend !


    Synthon approached the tent with light pawsteps, taking in the mesmerizing look of the tent in awe. It looked so beautiful, so daunting! She hoped she could go through with this decision before her party reverie wore off and she changed her mind. Something this spectacular looking made her want to find something spectacular for herself, fit in with the look a bit more. The bobtail tried to think for herself what type of accessory she might like. Maybe a stud? Or a small hoop, what were those called? Helixes? It should have some color, maybe something the color of her eyes to match.


    It all sounded nice to her, but maybe she should get advice. Approaching Chardonnay, she gave the demoness a slightly nervous smile along with a wave. "Hey Char! I was thinking of getting a piercing done. Any recommendations?"

    [center][fancypost=width: 500px; text-align: justify]Gray shuffled into the tent awkwardly, peering around. He wasn't looking to get his face painted and his bandanna was all he needed in terms of accessories, but maybe a piercing? Now was probably his best chance before someone - probably Cain or Vulpes - could stop him. Synthon was ahead of him though, so he just loitered behind her.


    //Madi help I need @CAINSMARK P.G. to keep him from turning into an edgelord that or have Cain support it and weird Gray out so much he leaves :p


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    The chubby panda had just sort of followed some Westeros members here, or as he called them, several of his mummas, and ended up getting lost around some of the booths. But this one looked fun. Or, at least, pretty. He couldn't exactly reach the stuff on the tables, no matter how many times he tried to climb onto the table, he just sort of ended up falling back onto the ground. Not that it really hurt him. Matsu's dark eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of a jar of shiny and he tottered over to the shelf, rearing back onto wobbly back-paws and trying to poke at a precariously positioned jar of glitter.


    [ 10/10 would approve of someone painting butterflies hearts and rainbows all over matsu ]


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    HIS SOLITUDE WAS A KNIFE — standpaw — the rift — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Standpaw continued to adorn his broad smirk as he approached the piercing booth, slinking into line behind the Commander and glancing back to see if Foley had followed along- which he had.


    "Tell me again how you're 'not fucking getting a piercing' with me?" He teased, mocking Foley's voice as he quoted the tabby. He wore his smirk proudly as he addressed the other, tail flicking slowly behind him and mischievous eyes blinking slowly up at the other- around Foley, Standpaw was completely relaxed. Not as he had once been- cautious and avoidant of the other tom, due to paranormal forces which Standpaw could not even begin to explain. In place of the initial fear which had settled firmly in his stomach, there now came a cool wave of relief. It was almost like the ivory feline had 'detoxed' when choosing to let loose and trust Foley- and it was the best he'd felt since he'd woken up in The Rift. The questions of where these familiar feelings and odd sensations came from still haunted him, but, for now, Standpaw wanted to enjoy himself.


    "So.. I was thinking septum piercings," His smirk turned to a toothy grin, flashing it Foley's way as he thought over the poor idea. That was definitely something he felt was missing from him- however minor the detail was. He decided to seat himself on the ground for the moment, seeing as there was a short line of felines ahead of him, and piercings could take a bit... Probably five minutes or less each, but regardless, he'd like to spend that time sitting. "How bad do you think this is gonna hurt?" From prior knowledge, he felt like it wouldn't affect him too badly- though this time he'd be receiving one as a cat.


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    though lacey was half tempted to get her face painted, the femme could do that herself if she wanted it. she wanted to do something exciting. "ah, bonjour," the french feline said, smile warm as she approached, "can i get my ears pierced?" she inquired, whiskers twitching with excitement.

    [center][fancypost= width: 62%][font=verdana][size=9][align=justify]Haiiro had already been interested in this booth, but hen he found out that Synthon as going to be there, it made it even easier to go. Unfortunately for the other, she had practically become his unwitting seeing eye for the night, and he intended to follow her around without talking to too many strangers. He was far too tired, both physically and mentally, to deal with so many people that he didn't know, and so he stuck by Synth, his temporary beacon. "I'd be down with, uh, facepaint and maybe a piercing in my ear," the canine-like creature spoke up as he came to a halt by the stations, unsure of which one to go to first - facepaint or piercings.

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    CYRUS;;


    Oh, this looked interesting. Cyrus had always figured that his pink spotted fur was enough for him to stand out in a crowd, but the sorts of dress he'd seen visitors wearing here was almost making him have second thoughts about it. Besides, he didn't exactly own anything at the moment... the only object he had to his name at this point was a waterstained diary that didn't even belong to him. Maybe he could get himself a mask? The naryi took a step or two forward to look closer at a black mask studded with blue stones, before being distracted by the stack of bandannas next to it. Maybe he could get one of those for Regina? She'd lost a lot of her old bandannas in the eruption, and even though her new body wasn't scarred, he saw bandannas as just a part of her style now, not something used to cover up her old burns. It was strange seeing her without them, these days.


    A piercing, on the other hand? Cyrus wasn't into that sort of pain- knowing his luck, he'd end up ripping it out by accident and causing himself all sorts of trouble.
    "Could I take one of these bandannas for a friend of mine?" He asked when there was a moment of silence, at this point undecided about the mask. It looked nice, but he'd have to try it on, first.


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    wow, that was sure an interesting lineup of events for just one booth. dressup, piercings, and facepaint? alright, so perhaps dressup and facepaint fit a bit, but piercings? yeah, those seemed a bit out of place to her. oh well, she wasn't in charge of this, she was just serving as a guest here. therefore the husky-wolf mix padded over silently to see what she might end up getting herself into. "do you do gold piercings?" the leader would ask, her mismatched gaze blinking as she looked upon this "madam wolfgang" fellow.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Eight customers already? No problem, she had this. Whisking onto her paws the demoness grinned widely at all her lovely attendants, "Bonjour mon cheris, welcome to my booth." Alright let's do this shit. Whisking to Synthon first the vice leader regarded her clanmate with a lax expression, "Perhaps some gold or orange studs? Maybe two in an ear or two in both ears. You could also do a tongue stud or double irls which are those one's on the fox's muzzle in the picture linked to the word. What do you think?" Char then turned her attention to Grayarea who she shot a wink, "Lemme know if you have anything in mind sweetie." Okay let's see, who next... ah yes. Whisking over to Matsu the demoness motioned an NPC over, "Hey there cutie, what's your favorite color?" She inquired with an idea in mind. Next up, Standpaw. "A strong, consistent pain for a few seconds at a time while I work. Once it's done not much minus the occasional ache while it heals. Think you can take it hot stuff?" A wink accompanied her words but if anything her advances seemed empty and tied to the work. Next up Lacey, "Silver, gold, or something other color do you think? Also hoops or studs mon cher?"


    Slipping over to Haiiro's side then she shot him a grin, "What's your favorite color cheri? Also what're you thinking piercing wise, studs or hoops? Ah, and silver, gold, or something other shade do you think?" Shooting a smile at Cyrus then the hyena-like canine nodded her head, "Feel free to sweetie." And lastly Unknowncrimes, at the inquiry she chuckled lightly. The myriad of piercings on her own body tinkled lightly as she did so, after all, gold was her aesthetic. "Put me to sleep the day I don't mon cheri, any idea on where you'd like them?"
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    Zasha made her way into the tent and tilted her head at the availability of items presented. She already had her own tribal markings and would never wear a collar of any sort. However she would not mind receiving another piercing. Rounded ears pushing forward the femme took a few steps closer towards Chardonnay, lifting her paw to point at a feathered earring. I would like to have my ear pierced with that one. The hybrid rumbled, taking a seat upon the ground.
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    Synthon nodded along with Char's suggestions. "I like the sound of those studs. Alright! I want three cartilage hoops at the top of my right ear in silver, with three sphalerite studs just next to each!" Was six piercings entirely too much? Maybe, but Synthon wanted to get into the kind of decision making that usually took place at a party. It seemed fitting to add some loops next to the studs.

    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]As if constantly in motion the demoness slipped over to Zasha, smiling as she hooked the earring up onto a claw. Sitting up onto her haunches she got to work swiftly, sterilizing the area and using a sharpened bone to put the piercing through the beast's ear. In a matter of no time the piercing was all said and done. "It looks great on you mon cheri!" Next up was Synthon, turning her attention to the cat she dipped her head with a smile, "I'll get to it right away cheri!" In a mirror of the previous process she sterilized the area before piercing all of the allotted piercings into the feline. "Magnifique! All done. You look lovely."
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    I was brought up as a Southern Belle, I grew into the Queen of Hell-


    ( Scarlett - 3 moons - First Teir )


    ( Captian - 3 years - Companion )


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    Scarlett padded up to the booth with a stag at her side, it was an odd sight to behold considering the child was so small. 'Wow, this place is somethin'! What should we get Cap? I think I want my face painted for sure..' The kitten padded over to the costumes, taking a look at what was present in the chests and hung up on racks. Captain let out a soundless sign, taking a look at the selection as well. The blood red feline had adopted him a few days prior and she was quite the handful. To him it seemed he was just a babysitter for her sometimes. 'Stay away from the piercings Scarlett, you didn't even ask your dad if you could get any.' He looked over at her before pulling out a long blue cloak for himself. The stag floated it up over his shoulders and fastened the clasp around his neck. Scarlett rolled her eyes and pulled out a similarly fashioned silvery blue cloak. She held it up to the stag with pleading eyes and he shook his head as he floated it over her and fastened the clasp.


    The Bloodclan child smiled as she went over to Chardonnay, sending a snickering reply to Captain. 'I'm going to get a few ear piercings now just to spite you.' Turning to the other demoness she asked politely if she could have two pairs of ear piercings and her face painted.



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    [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify][size=8]Shifting to turn her attention to Scarlett the demoness shot the kid a light smile, "Bonjour mon chers, what color ear piercings and hoops, studs, or gauges? Also what color and pattern for the facepaint?"
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    Zasha pulled back to look into a mirror once the demoness was finished. Giving a curt nod of her large head the hybrid stood back up to all four of her paws. Thank you for the piercing. The personification of savagery rumbled before turning her back and exiting the tent, wondering what else could possibly be explored.
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    Synthon studied her new piercings in a nearby mirror, admiring their shine against her fur. The silver sis go pretty nice with the gems, gray and orange just like her! Turning to Chardonnay she gave a beaming grin. "Thanks Char! They look great!" She'd have to consider coming back for some facepaint later, but for now she was off to show off her new hoops and studs.


    I was brought up as a Southern Belle, I grew into the Queen of Hell-


    ( Scarlett - 3 moons - First Teir )


    ( Captian - 3 years - Companion )


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    Actions-'Thinking'-"Speaking"-'Captian telepathically speaking'


    'Scarlett I swear, everything you do is to spite me.' He told her, giving a snort. She laughed a little, looking over her options before speaking. "One pair of hoops and one pair of studs, both silver please madam. As for the face paint perhaps something pink and blue that would go with my markings?" Scarlett asked, pointing to her face with a paw. She wanted something tribal perhaps, but simple. Yet it was hard to describe exactly what she wanted because she didn't really know herself.



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    SIEGLINDE

    48 moons (4 years) | She-cat | Duskreacher | ShadowClan
    Always pissed off


    Walking into the booth, Sieg surveyed everything available. Piercings, facepaint and costumes? An interesting variety, but one stood out. She was never a big fan of piercings (kinda strange in her book), but she would love an accessory or two. Eyeing a green bandanna, Sieg wrapped it around her neck similar to old-fashioned cowboys. "Mmm.. this will do nicely." Watching Synthon bounce around the booth with six piercings, Sieg considered trying one herself. "Could I have a dark green stud that matches this bandanna on my right ear?"


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    Woah, piercings? Awesome! The ShadowClan pup raced forward, nearly tripping over herself as she skidded to a halt. Staring at all the waiting animals in front of her, Elena promptly skittered past them all as she stared at the available jewelry in front of her. Most of them were boring and weird- hoops, dots, dangly stuff... ew. One did catch her eye, though, and the fiery wolf backtracked to stare at it.


    It was a small silver stud earring, with a deep red stone sitting on top. A garnet, but Elena knew nothing of geology. Getting excited, her snowy tail began wagging rapidly. Her head whipping around to stare at Chardonnay, she pointed madly at the stud. "I want it! I want it now!" A little demanding, but at least she was excited.
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