The town seems like any other town. Simple, quiet on the exterior but digging beyond the surface will reveal a whole new world of deception, lies, and most of all, power. This is where the rich come to raise their families. But they all have their dirty little secrets. Isolating themselves from the rest of the world is the norm here, weeding out the 'bad seeds'. The children are raised with a sense of 'being privileged' and their parents encourage this. They go to private universities where they are taught to rule the world.
But there is one little problem...
The government says they have to allow a certain number of scholarships every year to the underprivileged kids or risk the closure of their schools. On the far end of town lives the poor, the down-trodden, and the downright scum of the earth, or, at least, that is how the upper class sees them. Mana Marrow tries to hide this embarrassment in their town but now, with the government intervening, they will have to allow some of these young adults to mix with their own precious, spoiled, and pampered offspring. The town comes together to form 'The Hetaireia', a secret society for the Elite, and figures out a way to make this work in their favor, however, and soon the lucky chosen underprivileged youth begin their university studies only to find that all is not as it seems. A hierarchy is born and they find themselves at the bottom rung, treated as less than second class citizens.
Will you be one of the privileged students that seem to rule the schools?
Or will you be one of the poor, who struggle for the acceptance that they may never find?
Or maybe you will be an adult, working in the town, the schools, or at the factory that supplies jobs for little pay and hard labor?
The choice is yours, so choose wisely!
1) A level or class to which people are assigned according to their social status, education, or income.
2) A group into which members of a population are divided in stratified sampling.
Mana A word found in Austronesian languages meaning "power, effectiveness, prestige", where in most cases the power is understood to be supernatural.
1) Meaning 'Secret Society' in Latin.
2) A term in ancient greek for a corps of bodyguards during the Byzantine Empire. It means "the Company".
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PERMALINK // Feb 2 2018, 07:09 AM
Midnight Sky Valentine's Disco
For this year's Valentine's Day, the town of Mana Marrow is hosting a disco in the Purple Rain Club at the Lucky Star Casino, graciously offered up by Sherlock Westminster! The theme? The midnight sky!
The ceiling of the room has been decorated with lights to look like all the constellations that might have been present if you looked up at the night sky on Valentine's Day thousands of years ago. And, of course, all the food is galaxy themed.
Oh, and it's open bar.
The party starts at 7pm on February 14th and will last until midnight of that night, when everyone is invited outside to watch a meteor shower. *
[ OOC: This event will last through the month of February! ]
*There totally isn't actually a meteor shower on this day, I just made this up for atmosphere so, like, please don't get overly pumped to be let down. XD
PERMALINK // Feb 3 2018, 03:03 AM
It wasn't even a costume party but, for several reasons there would be costumed guests at this event tonight.
Mainly it all began with a simple conversation turned into a bet, where Max, being Max, kept insisting to Dames that he could 'look good in anything,' and so when the announcement for the Valentine's Disco started going around, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for Max to prove his words to be true. Dames didn't grin evilly- Just kidding, he totally did, he totally had this devilish smirk on as he rapped on the poster and told Max, "I will pick your outfit for this dance for you. And you have to wear what I choose. If you do pull it off, I will friggin' buy you a new car for your collection. And if you don't... Hmmmmmmm... I... get to deprive you of Luca for an entire month. Just kidding! A week." And no, he's not planning to sleep with Luca, he's just gonna have the guy help Sky with his dogs? Or keep Sky company while Dames did other things? He hadn't really fully thought of what use he'd put Luca to, mainly he'd just been thinking of 'what would Max really want to happen?' vs 'what would Max really NOT want to happen?'
And Max could refuse, of course. It wasn't like Dames would force him to do anything he absolutely didn't want to. But Dames was banking on Max's vanity and pride to not be able to resist the challenge, and thus, he made sure to send the guy his 'outfit,' really more of a costume. Included in the box was another kinda sorta thematically matching set for Luca since Dames figured it might help Max to decide to go through with it if his Scholar got to feel some humiliation, too.
All in good fun, yeah?
Then, to kinda sorta maybe also 'help' Max and Luca to not stick out so much like sore thumbs, Dames decided he and Sky would show up in, well, attire not quite typical for disco-ing either.
Both of them arrived wearing matching dark velvet suits, except Sky's was more of a midnight blue, whereas Dames' was black as black could get on a fabric. They wore the jackets and pants as they were, but neither of them had shirts underneath. The jackets were unbuttoned to bare their torsos, BUT they didn't even really look remotely half-naked... considering they both had body paint covering all their visible skin all made up to look like the night sky, with little dots of glitter as well as glow-in-the-dark stars and galaxies and comets.
Around Dames' neck he wore a simple (yet definitely expensive) necklace with a small pendant of a sun, while around Sky's neck was a similar one except his had a moon.
They arrived arm-in-arm, which was different from how they'd shown up to events in the past, in that it wasn't as obvious that they were Student and Scholar. Just a couple. Come to party and dance on Valentine's Day.
PERMALINK // Feb 3 2018, 03:27 AM
It was one of those events Lenny liked to attend because it was socially required and because it gave him ideas for his favorite hobby, ideas and material, you see, after these parties are over, there is always the hurt lamb left behind with a broken heart and thirsty for attention. It's a wide hunting ground.
However, today he was there to meet Frankie, whom Lenny had invited half expecting the man to laugh and decline, but being pleasantly surprised when he actually accepted! So he left Holt by himself, untied, but in his dark and cold attic, and went to the party. He was wearing a dark suit and a red carnation on his chest, and a little something he wanted to give Frankie in his pockets. Not an engagement ring or anything, but a funny Dark Vader valentine's card with a recorded message from the dark jedi himself.
People had started to arrive and Lenny went to sit at the bar, to wait for his date.
PERMALINK // Feb 4 2018, 02:10 AM
It wasn't a weekend, but Valentine's Day was Valentine's Day, and what better way to spend hump day anyway than apparently to accept Lenny's invitation to the dance at the casino. If Lenny was surprised he had said 'yes,' Frankie was quite frankly surprised he had been asked at all. After all, it wasn't like they were 'officially' going out...? Neither had asked to be the other's boyfriend, and really, they were just fuck buddies, weren't they? And perfectly content to be so. Still, the night was bound to be fun, and he found he was quite looking forward to it, pretty much rushing home from work as soon as he could in order to primp for his date, while at the same time trying to make it look nice and effortless, mussing up his hair a little so that it wasn't too neat. He did wear one of his nicest suits, though. Black, with a grey-and-red checked shirt under it and a grey tie. And since Lenny had told him he liked the rugged look on him, instead of trimming or outright shaving off his facial hair he decided to leave his scruff intact.
Arriving at the venue, Frankie quickly scanned the place until his gaze landed on that familiar back and back of the head sitting at the bar, just waiting for him. He fingered the 'little something' he also had in his own pocket, something that was nothing, really, just one of those really cheap Valentine cards that read 'I'd wear a RED SHIRT for YOU.' Sure enough, though, once the upper layer of his clothes was peeled off as they were bound to do later, his undershirt would be red, not white. Who didn't like being surprised with (potentially) kinky red underthings?
Frankie slid smoothly onto the stool next to Lenny's and quickly drew out and slapped down the card, sliding it across the bar counter towards the other man with a wink and suggestive wiggle of his brows.
PERMALINK // Feb 4 2018, 03:00 AM
So an open gathering of sorts? Emmet has always known of the festivities held for all social statuses. He always felt awkward about them and a feeling that he didn't belong or shouldn't attend these because of being so poor. Besides his mother and step father never cared for such things. His grandparents however insisted he go and have fun while they watch mari for him. Besides... There might be a chance to run into nate...
Emmet blushed as he readied up for the event. He wore his best suit..or rather his birth fathers military suit without any patches or anything linking it to being militia. It was the only thing he had of his father's and the most expensive thing he owned. All washed and dressed.. Someone would mistake him instantly for an elite student instead of the scholar he was. His blonde hair slick back, freshly shaved and smelling and looking like a million bucks, he hardly recognized himself in the mirror. He was the spitting image of his father. The faces of his grandparents said it all. He felt so confident now... He would surely need that later.
Arriving to the party, he instantly scanned the room. Two men sitting at the bar and another two taking the theme a tad too seriously in his own opinion... But it was rather nice to see the people being so festive. Emmets heart was pounding but no sign of nate.. He wondered if the boy would even show up and if so...would he be noticed by him?
PERMALINK // Feb 4 2018, 04:05 AM
For a tiny short moment Lenny thought Frankie was not coming, and scowled himself mentally for even thinking that the man could come to such an event, this was for kids who believed they were in love and for people in relationships, and Frank and Lenny were not in an official relationship yet, much less in love... Perhaps Frank would not come and then Lenny would have to go look for him at his home and then later in the privacy of his own basement ask Principal Armstrong why did the fuck did he stood him up... Maybe give Holt the chance to kill him since Holt was kind of jealous for some reason... There was no doubt Holt would have no problem dispatching Frankie from this life...
However, all his worries puffed away at the sight of the valentine's card that suddenly was presented right in front of him, or more like, over the bar where his eyes had been this whole time.
Frankie arrived! Lenny could not help the wide smile as he picked up the card and was ridiculously pleased at the thought of Frankie in a Star Trek uniform, specially a captain uniform. He tucked the card n his jacket, then took out his own card and gave it to his date: Star Wars Card
Lenny's eyes were bright with mirth and waited for the man's reaction.
PERMALINK // Feb 4 2018, 04:46 PM
As usual, Sherlock had to make sure all was perfect. A reception, a VIP event, a St-Valentin party... any other party... That was something of importance from him. Because it was business. Because it was his name there, on the billboard, on the Casino. Yeah, entertaining can be a pain.
He had checked the kitchens, talked again with the barista and the manager responsible for the spirits and alcohol, everything was under control.
He finally entered the Club. The sight was amazing. The decoration team had done a great job and the place was amazing. It did feel like a romantic special night. A stroll in the stars... If he wasn't working, maybe he would have enjoyed it more. And, yet, his mind was slowly flying away. Dreaming away.... Nick.... Where was Nick?
Sherlock looked around for his Head of Security and Bodyguard and... So much more.... He couldn't see him there, it didn't mean he wasn't there, he could as well be meeting with his team in preparation for the night.
Sherlock recognized one of the Founder kid with his date, Frank, and ... was it the Principal of the one of the schools? He couldn't remember the name right now. He approached them, with a grin on his lips, "Hello boys! Having fun?"
PERMALINK // Feb 4 2018, 10:17 PM
I'm just a hazard to myself
Damian was going to fucking die.
But before that, Maximilian was going to be getting a shiny new Lamborghini Huracán from him which was somewhat worth the humiliation of this whole endeavour. That was why he now found himself sitting in the back of a limo wearing the most horrendous outfit he could image. And, for someone so dependant on how excellent he looked at all times, that was a nightmare.
So, get this. In exchange for such a gorgeous new car, Maximilian was dressed as some fucked up version of Cupid. He wore an awful cloth diaper, only he'd done his very best to make it less than awful and ensured that the fabric was, at the very least, sent over from the people who made half his clothes, so that he could loudly inform anyone who was interested that, yes, he was dressed like this, but at least it was made by Louis Vuitton. The wings were just as magnificent, of course, thin silver sheets moulded into the shape of feathers. They were heavy, but certainly nowhere near as heavy as they could have been. Maximilian hadn't even bothered with a special bow and arrow combo for this costume, instead just bringing a silver set that he already happened to own - of course he did - and setting a matching silver laurel wreath in his hair. Stupid it might have been, but gorgeous Maximilian looked anyway.
"Come on, Luca, I don't wanna have to be here too long," Maximilian informed his scholar as he exited the car. "I've got, like, a date tonight and I'm hoping to pick a little something up at this dance anyway so I really don't have time to be wasting."
PERMALINK // Feb 5 2018, 01:41 AM
Emmet relaxed at a table in the corner off a ways from others. He would sit at the bar but from what he had learned... That was more for the adults. He wasn't interested in stealing liquor or even trying it anyway. As the night went on, more people joined the event. When nate caught his eye his heart once again picked up. The boy recognized him immediately.
A shy smile curbed at the edge of his lips.. His face flushed a deep red at the compliment. "You do too" was reciprocated, his voice cracking from the nervousness as he quickly cleared his throat. Nibbling his lower lip, he didn't know exactly what to talk about but offered the boy a chair and asked him if he would like a drink. What was a scholar supposed to do for their student? He wondered. "I'm glad you're here. If i had to be here by myself its be so boring. Did you come with someone?" he asked curious to see if nate brought a date. He still didn't know too much about him... He just knew that when he walked in the room...it seemed to get brighter and warmer... And when he smiled.... ......
PERMALINK // Feb 5 2018, 08:35 AM
Sky wasn't exactly sure why they were wearing costumes, if body paint could even really be called a costume. But he wasn't about to argue. Mostly because he never argued when it came to anything Dames told him to do, but also because he kind of liked the paint. It was kinda romantic in a way, the night sky with all the stars. And unlike last time he had to wear body paint, at least this time all the important bits were covered. All he knew was that Dames had that devilish look on his face that meant there was probably a reason behind it that he wasn't sharing with Sky at the moment but he'd most likely find out eventually.
Luckily the few pounds Sky had gained wasn't even noticeable to anyone but himself since he was wearing an open jacket. If Dames had noticed, he'd at least been nice enough not to mention it which was a good thing since he was a bit overly sensitive about it.
He couldn't deny that he was a bit surprised when they arrived that instead of Dames pulling away like he usually did right before entering he continued to keep his arm around Sky as he guided him into the dance. He liked that, a lot, but it also made him nervous about what everyone would think. Dames was always so careful to keep to the lines drawn between scholar and student in public before and he worried that people might start to talk. Not that it would bother him, but Dames had a reputation to uphold, especially as a founders kid, and Sky didn't want it to be his fault if anything happened to tarnish that. Still, he wasn't about to pull away and instead gripped tighter to Dames while his free hand reached up to finger the moon around his neck. He had fallen in love with the set the moment Dames had shown them to him.
Everything looked amazing and it seemed they were one of the first to arrive. Sky was already eyeing those delicious looking cupcakes and his stomach growled even though they'd had dinner right before they came. He noticed the drinks as well, looking like the galaxy in a glass, his expression turning a bit wistful. But a few more people had begun to arrive, drawing his attention away from the refreshments and then his eyes went wide. "Dames... is that... Maximilian? Wearing a diaper?!" Okay, he knew he was only a scholar and therefore was expected to have a certain respect towards the elites but there was no way he could have held back that snort of laughter even if he'd tried. "Why do I have the feeling you had something to do with this?" Welp, costume mystery solved!
PERMALINK // Feb 5 2018, 10:39 AM
Luca. Was. Not. Amused!!
How was it that he always got caught up in all Max's stupid bets and promises? He wasn't the one that was dumb enough to agree to this so why did he have to dress up??? "I'm not getting out of the car, Max!" Nope! What was he getting out of it anyway? Absolutely nothing, that's what! Max would get a shiny new car and he would get nothing! Not to even mention the fact that Max was rushing him because he had another date to get to. On Valentine's Day! Luca was hurt beyond hurt but he tried not to let it show.
And why was it that he was always treated as a girl? First Max referred to him that way and now this. Ugh! Just because he was kind of shy and soft spoken and happened to like guys did not mean he was anything close to being a female! The dress was white with silver trim to match Max's outfit. The back was open and very revealing and the front was filled out with padding to make him look as if he actually had a chest. Just more to embarrass him! It really was pretty and probably also fairly expensive but that didn't mean he wanted to wear it!
After a good twenty minutes or so of arguing in the back of the limo in the parking lot with threats of being shot with the bow (Luca actually thought this may be a viable option since surely a trip to the hospital would be better than this humiliation) and reminders of having to do whatever Max said, oh, and let's not forget the bribery on Luca's end for a car of his own out of this as well (and it better be expensive too, Max!) he finally stepped from the limo, albeit reluctantly and made his was with a sour face inside the dance. "This better be worth it! Can we just hurry up and get this over with so that I can get home? I'm tired!" Yea, not really tired. More like he wanted to climb into his bed and sulk about Max's date.
Outfit (but picture the gold as silver instead)
PERMALINK // Feb 6 2018, 11:42 PM
i'll break your halo if you try to rise above me
Risel could not believe he was allowing Talon to come to an event like this. He'd originally told the man he wanted him at home and watching over the children but, after some hefty discussions, they'd finally come to an agreement that suited Risel's tastes and Talon was agreeing to do whatever was requested of him in return. And, given that this would be one of the first time he was allowed to properly leave the house for such a crowded event since they'd gotten married, Risel had no doubt he was going to be willing to submit to much more than the usual.
He'd had the spa close for the general clientele that evening, outside of very specific appointments, so that he could ensure he was completely ready for that evening. Talon too had been preparing but in his own usual way, of course. Risel didn't care about all that so long as his husband ended up looking presentable enough. He had an image to uphold and he wasn't planning it all be ruined by Talon not looking good. Risel had dressed in a gorgeous black suit, and he was hoping Talon would have the common sense to wear something that, at the very least, would match well with his outfit.
They arrived at a time that Risel wouldn't have considered early and wouldn't have considered late either. That was the best way to show off their entrance. He let Talon open the door for him to enter and then immediately made a beeline for the comfortable seating by the bar, nodding up at Talon because he really didn't feel as though he needed to tell him what he wanted right now although, shockingly, he added: "Oh, fetch yourself something too. I'm in a good mood today."
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