The Masquerade!

[avibusraris]

Have you signed up to go to the ball? Not everyone is going, and they don't have to! But they are highly encouraged to. Whether they have a date or not depends on how they'll be getting there. If they do have a specific date then the car that picks them up will be a regular guard car, and they will be told to get into the back and be escorted that way. The guard's cannot be harmed in their car, there is a metal blockade in the car, so sorry! For those that don't have a date, they'll be expected to get into a limo, taking about six or seven inmates at once! You might find your friends in the limo on the way there, yay!

The guards will take the inmates to a secluded spot on an entirely different island than the main one the prison is on. It's a coliseum, one that's used for special events involving horses and other fun animals. The Warden special ordered a massive tent that covers the entire coliseum, and there are heat lamps scattered about within. It's cold outside, these are a must! Around the perimeter of the tent there are several guards with loaded guns. They're standing about, watching very carefully, and if anyone tries to attack another inmate or tries to escape they will be shot on sight, no questions asked.

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closed to john

[inextricabilis]

[Clara stood in front of her cell with her legs crossed at the ankles, trying to smooth out her dress. Somehow, she found herself nervous. She was unsure how or why she was though.]

[starcharted]

[ In truth, John was just a touch nervous as well. He supposed it was because he wanted to impress her, though knowing the reason for his apprehension didn't particularly make it easier to quell. She would at least like that he was wearing the bowtie she had given him, right?

When he turned the corner to reach her cell, he stood still for a moment when he spotted her. Almost immediately he smiled, an almost childlike admiration blanketing his features. Even with a mask hiding her face, she still looked absolutely amazing. He approached her a bit more timidly than usual, pulling out a bouquet of eleven roses from behind his back. They were all dyed a dark blue except for a single red rose nestled in the center. ]

For you.