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Adventures in Literature, Wednesday, Period Three [Class Fourteen]

Drake had sent out a notice to his students that class would be in the Danger Shop again. When the students arrived, however, Drake was nowhere in sight. The Danger Shop had been transformed into a medievally gothic room all decorated in blue, with blue stained-glass windows. To the west was a door leading to the next room.

There were extravagant medieval costumes (and masks) for those who wished to wear them, but it wasn't necessary.

A parchment stuck to the entrance of the Danger Shop read: The prince had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were buffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All these and security were within. Without was the "Red Death."

There were a twisty maze of passageways, all alike. Well, not quite alike. While each room held couches for lounging, drinks and snacks for nomming, and music for grooving, each one was a different color....

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colorfully!

That at the eastern extremity was hung, for example, in blue -- and vividly blue were its windows.

Chill out here to classical music. Or head westward to the Purple Room.

The second chamber was purple in its ornaments and tapestries, and here the panes were purple.

Rock music is playing here. You can go east back to the Blue Room or head west to the Green Room.

The third was green throughout, and so were the casements.

Relax to the New Agey vibes of Enya and Loreena McKennitt. You can go east back to the Purple Room or head west to the Orange Room.

The fourth was furnished and lighted with orange...

Time for country music. The music of pain. You can go east back to the Green Room or head west to the White Room.

...the fifth with white...

Classic rock is the music here. You can go east back to the Orange Room or head west to the Violet Room.

...the sixth with violet.

Disco and Lady GaGa are the music here. You can go east back to the White Room or head west to the -- DUN DUN DUN -- Black Room.

The seventh apartment was closely shrouded in black velvet tapestries that hung all over the ceiling and down the walls, falling in heavy folds upon a carpet of the same material and hue. But in this chamber only, the color of the windows failed to correspond with the decorations. The panes here were scarlet -- a deep blood color.

This room is reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally creepy. And ominously quiet, except for the gigantic clock of ebony. "Its pendulum swung to and fro with a dull, heavy, monotonous clang," and the click of the movement of the minute-hands was loud and disconcerting.

[[If you enter, wait for Drake to ping.]]

So here's the deal. You can do pretty much whatever you want in any of the first six rooms. Mod the food and the music, dance, lounge and chat. But if you go into the Black Room or pester Drake (he will be wandering about), you "die," which just means you're stuck in the Black Room for the duration of the class. Or you can pretend to be a zombie and go out to nibble on your friends, because it will amuse Drake. This is really just (a) a test to see if you read the story, and (b) a party to celebrate the end of the semester, except I think I totally miscounted and there's another week of classes. Ooops.

Gods, I love Poe. Keats can suck it. ;)

Emma Frost

Alex Russo

Francine Peters

Francine peeked into the blue room but was not impressed with how it was hung. She made a face and moved on.

Edited 2009-12-02 17:40 (UTC)

You know you love me.

HAHAHA yes.

Francine would be chillaxing here, thank you. Only she wouldn't be using that word because she was so white that the draperies in this room looked at her and moped around in envy.

Gabrielle

Didi

This was Didi's speed, yeah. She lolled on a sofa and hummed along with the music, a little off-key.

A tall masked figure in red drifted through the room. It stopped upon seeing Didi, however, and put hands on hips. "I can't play this part with you, that's just weird," came Drake's voice from behind the mask.

A tall masked figure in red drifted through the room. Ominously. As one does.

Fiona Post

Fiona liked this room. The music was sort of soothing, and the color was her favorite, anyway.

"I don't get what's with the mask, anyhow," Didi grinned up at him. "The job is to escort people to their afterlife, not to scare them to death."

She patted the sofa. "Want to hang out?"

Drake pulled off the mask and flopped down on the sofa. "Poe had issues. He wrote some really good stuff, but, man, issues."

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Adventures in Literature, Wednesday, Period Three [Class Fourteen]

Sign In [Ail: Class Fourteen]

Blue Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

Purple Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

Green Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

Orange Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

White Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

Violet Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

Black Room [Ail: Class Fourteen]

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