What's a Hero Without A Mask?

[mightthinkthat]

WHO: Francis Urquhart and Party Goers!
WHERE: Native Hotel
WHEN: Halloween Night
WHAT: Masquerade
WARNINGS: None yet.

Working with Papyrus and the hotel staff, Francis knows how to put together a party. He chose a theme of Machiavelli, with rich furnishings and dramatic flowing fabrics. Papyrus added his own touches on top of it, adding that needed spooky air. 

The man himself is in a black suit with this mask, greeting everyone that comes in at the door. Security is checking anyone who comes in for weapons and Francis, if he has doubts about the intentions of the new guest, gives them special attention: using his hypnotism. He'll make sure that everyone is here to behave themselves and enjoy the evening. 

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YO DAWG I HEARD YOU LIKED LEATHER

[helpline]

[ That can be the wrapper he wants. He's not gonna find anything that's close to jelly babies but hey, Laffy Taffy works. The Doctor starts to fiddle with the wrapper, rolling his eyes at Hazel as he unwraps the red candy. It's probably cherry! Delicious. ]

The age bit's getting old. Surely you can find something to tease me about that isn't my age, hmm Susan?

[ And then he pops the candy in his mouth. About a second later, the Doctor gets this look of sheer horror on his face. Whether it's because he accidentally called Hazel 'Susan' (in his defense, Susan was the only one who called him Grandfather!) or because the supposedly cherry candy is actually cinnamon, who can tell. ]

SO WE PUT LEATHER ON YOUR LEATHER SO YOU CAN LEATHER WHILE MAKING LEATHER

[deadtective]

[bet you were hoping that she wouldn't be able to hear that with her mask on, eh? there's no such thing as good luck between these two, however, and her immediate snickering makes it clear she caught the slip.]

Why should I when you can't even remember my name?

precisely

[helpline]

[ He goofed up. And, as such, is resorting to SULKING.

Two thousand going on two, ladies and gentleman. ]

She's my granddaughter, of course I'm going to call you Susan if you keep calling me Grandpa.

[deadtective]

What, can't be assed to just adopt me instead?

[oh man this is so great, what a great way to spend this holiday. it's delightful enough to push the horrific imagery of the Doctor procreating out of her mind for the moment.]

[helpline]

[ He goofed up so much and is now probably going to keep calling her Susan out of sheer spite. God help us all if we get any other Doctor Who characters in game. ]

Usually something like adoption requires mutual consent. In other words, you'd have to go along with it as well.

[deadtective]

[god help us all if they start this bickering in front of literally anyone else and have to explain it, you mean.]

Hey, I'm all for humoring the old and feeble-minded. If it helps you remember how to make shit explode a little less then I'm all for it.

[helpline]

[ "It's friendship! ... Really, stop looking at us like that!" ]

Do I need to remind you that the biggest explosion of the past few weeks wasn't my fault? And, unlike you, I have a perfectly fine relationship with the Pines family so I doubt we'll have fireworks in the house ever again—well, fireworks caused by them ever again.

[deadtective]

[she jabs a finger in his direction]

You don't need any outside help to fuck shit up like that!

[helpline]

[ Grumpy clergyman fighting with tall freaky boob nurse thing. Needless to say, this is starting to attract a bit of attention in the sort of 'what the hell even' kind of way. ]

You're the one whose bad blood caused it to begin with!

[deadtective]

[it's Halloween, folks! lighten up, christ!!]

It's not my fault you couldn't notice a fucking idiot brigade stomping through the living room and throwing fire bombs everywhere!

[helpline]

How many times do I have to say 'I wasn't in' before it goes through your tiny little human brain that I wasn't in?!

[deadtective]

Look, only one of us has an excuse to be out at a stupid fucking hour like that, and it's me. You're going to need to find something else to hide behind.

[helpline]

Again, finding parts for a telepathic enhancer! What's so hard about that?

[deadtective]

The fact that you're never going to get that shit working, at four in the morning or afternoon.

[helpline]

So you think! Once I find this world's equivalent of a crystal from Metebelis 3, I'll have it working like that!

[ and 'that' is accompanied by a snap of the fingers....right in Hazel's face. ]

[deadtective]

[that would probably be a much more effective gesture if Hazel's actual face and expression were visible underneath the mask. all he really gets for his troubles are an irritated snort and having his hand batted out of the way with a family-size candy bar.]

Yeah, I'm sure. We'll all be holding our breath on that one.

[helpline]

[ When Hazel bats his hand out of the way with a candy bar, the Doctor...tries to snatch that candy bar out of her hands because he got some sort of crappy cinnamon candy, everybody knows those are the worst, he'd like chocolate to make his mouth taste better now. ]

In that case, I eagerly await proving you wrong.

[deadtective]

[she lets him have it with only cursory grumbling, ostensibly because it's the point of the holiday. really, though, it's because she got some of that hot pepper prank candy with the purposefully misleading labels. dig in, bro.]

Good for you! Everybody needs an impossible goal to shoot at.

[helpline]

[ Victory! With a small little nod, the Doctor starts unwrapping the candy bar before taking a large bite out of it. Actual chocolate. He has never been so pleased that it's actual chocolate and not something with coconut or (even worse) almonds in it. ]

In that case, what's yours?

[deadtective]

A normal life, most of the time.

[it sounds like she's joking but haha...hahahaha....

meanwhile she just crosses her arms and waits. even if this doesn't work, at least she'll have a better understanding of his heat tolerance for the next time. everything is a learning experience!!]

[helpline]

Really?

[ wow that's boring. Don't mind him as he eats more of the candy...wait a moment. The Doctor can't help but scrunch up his nose with a frown. ]

Do you have anything in there that's actual sweets?

[deadtective]

[she sniggers unkindly]

Hey man, it's called trick or treating for a reason. If you want something nice then you need to fight for it.

[helpline]

I've suffered through two of your terrible candies already, that's fighting for it enough!

[deadtective]

Considering how long it took me to get all this? Not really.