The dancers spun between partners, laughing heavily and drinking more so. The person in the
Red Dress was particularly popular, making acquaintance with
Wilmer Dee and several other dancers. Her mood seemed to sour though with each new partner—it seemed they were not as happy as she was to be seen in public together. If anything, her partners soured more. Some were even overheard speaking of murder…
Elsewhere in the castle, more pairings were evident. The man in the
peacock hat spoke in a furious voice to
Keir Satchel but was drowned out by Satchel’s screams of anger. In stark contrast, the man in the
Red Mask spoke quietly with the person in the
Orange Mask.
Fresh from her third partner,
Autolycus strolled into the center of the ballroom when she uttered a scream of terror cut short by the sound of a snapping bone. The dancers flocked to the dead body like ravens to get a good look at their comrade. Once their initial shock wore off, it became evident to the more observant that there was nothing at all in the vicinity she could have possibly tripped over—save the foot of one of the other dancers.
“Oh well” they reasoned “Not like she didn’t deserve to go anyway”
Also, I just realized I made a disproportionate amount of male characters so don’t be surprised if some of you turn gay
It is now DAY 2
Day 3 in 49 hours
Vote and send me orders!
You have been bad too many times in a row now 
