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Chief

posts: 92

Dec 25, 2009 00:15 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1943

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Rating: PG-13
Who: (Please see Discussion Thread)
What: A Masquerade in celebration of a Blue Moon New Years Eve (December has 2 full moons).
Where: Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute, Venice, Italy

At home for the holidays, Chief was forwarded the following message:

To the honourable Dr. Everard Weller of the ACME Detective Agency;

This is Jeffrey Bruno, Public Relations officer of the office of the Consulate of Italy. As discussed with Mr. Chase Devineaux in the summer of this year, we would like to extend our gratitude to the services provided by your organisation.

The Mayor of the city of Venice cordially invites selected members of the ACME Detective agency to a celebration on the pavilion of the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute.

Date: December 31, 2009 (New Year's Eve)

The dress code is Black Tie, Masquerade. You are welcome to be in full costume.

Please RSVP by December 26.

With cordial regards,
J. Bruno

This looked important, and Chief immediately posted a virtual bulletin to all members of ACME. To Chase, he wrote an additional message: "It seems you will need to go to this one, enjoy Venice."

[OOC: Enjoy the party, everybody!]

Patty-Larceny

posts: 133

Dec 25, 2009 01:21 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1944

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Patty was at VILE Headquarters, going through new catalogs for fashion accessories when a henchman ran up to her.

"More noise, you want to sift through them now or later?" He handed her a disk full of stuff they got from ACME communications. Most of the secure stuff is never deciphered, but Patty ends up with the day to day emails and messages agents get.

"I'll take them," Patty sighed, she didn't want to get stuck with this later. The guy left and Pats sifted through info. She passed by the word 'Masquerade' twice before she realized this was a mass email ACME's Chief forwarded out. Saving it, she immediately sent a copy to Carmen.

LadyLoralye

posts: 22

Dec 25, 2009 04:48 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1945

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Loralye was chewing her hair. It was a habit that Lora started when she consentrated very hard on something. That "something" was an idea. Lora was trying to work out all the kinks for her new invention idea; she wanted it perfect when the idea is presented to Carmen.

Looking up, Lora saw a henchman going to give more noise for Patty to decipher. Lora groaned internally. She was thinking too hard and a distraction would do her brain good.

Following the henchman's path, Loralye found where Patty was. "Anything interesting?" she asked.

Carmen

posts: 221

Dec 25, 2009 06:02 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1946

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Hyatt Regency London - The Churchill

Carmen, under the alias of Morgan Kent, was spending a few nights in London after a planned trip near Minsk, Belarus ended with satisfaction. An Italian tour group, presumably of dignitaries, resided at the same hotel. From them, Carmen had been hearing about the Blue Moon New Year's Eve party straddling the Grand Canal from St. Mark's square to the Salute.

Near the end of the day, she received a forwarded invitation from Patty. A momentary hesitation arose as she contemplated her next moves. This would be an open party full of law enforcement and ACME agents. What were the possibilities of a 'selected' amount of V.I.L.E. agents surviving such odds... once in a blue moon, perhaps?

"Patty," Carmen replied via voice, "take the Carrier out, send a message to all free agents, pick them up, and meet me near Venice for an early Carnival. Be prepared."

On her way to the hotel's The Churchill Bar, she purposely ran into one of the Italians who had been boasting about that masquerade. He apologised, she apologised, and after a brief English Afternoon Tea, Morgan Kent had a copy of the printed invitation.

[[OOC: V.I.L.E. Agents, you are to assume that you have been contacted by Patty, the 'Carrier' mentioned above is a large plane in which you will be picked up. You would have been in Venice for approximately one week before the party begins, please feel free to describe your costume in full detail and post your arrival after Chase's first post. My thanks.]]

Chase

posts: 181

Dec 25, 2009 06:14 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1947

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Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute

5:50 PM (1750hrs), Local Time (10 minutes before the party starts)

Venice, Italy, 54 °F (12°C). Clear skies.

A calming shade of warm gray under the setting sun, the pavilion in front of the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute laid in preparation for an evening of light cocktails and flutters of conversations.

The Italians arrived on time along with their families, which usually included the oldest and youngest members. This sort of event was an expensive curiosity, and Venice never lacked them. Little girls quickly head into small groups, comparing their costumes; while boys tend to stand close to the pier, playing near the dark waters until their mother, aunt, or grandmother--half speaking to friends and half watching the children--would change their voice from normal speech to a loud parental threat for the boys to move back into the party.

As the moon rose, temperatures dropped. Waiters lit fires in containers arranged by party organizers. Tall tables made for standing and talking formed a grid a few meters apart from one another. The masquerade also extended into the nearby building. A former Customs House was now a Contemporary Arts museum where guests may sit and talk in the warmth should the pavilion become too cold.

Chase Devineaux stood modestly in a tuxedo and black eye-mask at the steps of the basilica next to the Public Relations officer, Jeffrey Bruno; being introduced to a few of the city's notables. He had been in Venice since December 28 and planned to stay until January 2. The train of people to meet seemed endless, and he slowly grew burdened by the lack of familiar faces. He was never fully comfortable attending large, open-air parties--and Masquerades, with people parading around wearing costumes, seemed even more absurd--but he understood society, and getting along with such people was currently his job.

[[The party starts after this post, go ahead and write your characters' entries.]]

DetectiveAwesome

posts: 142

Dec 25, 2009 07:15 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1948

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For the past few hours Daniel Ainsworth felt overdressed in a French inspired mousquetaire costume, complete mask, rapier, and poufy hat. At least he wasn’t alone, the other two musketeers of ACME were by his side, Nevon Blair and Pete Moss. Tonight they were Athos, Porthos, and Aramis… though the three hadn’t decided who was who.

As soon they arrived at the party, however, Dan actually felt a bit under dressed. It seemed some folks went all out, with costumes the size of small parade floats. There must have been hundreds of people, and the night was just kicking off.

Danny could see Chase Devineaux among some important looking people and photographers, and he thought he might have recognized some other ACME agents in the crowd. Just then some fancy people in long beaked crow masks and sparkling black robes offered them a plate of canapés and champagne flutes.

“Talk about being posh… glad we decided to skip the TV countdown and come here this year.” Danny said as he took a glass.

Nevon

posts: 261

Dec 25, 2009 11:01 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1949

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Nevon adjusted the feather in his hat. He moved it in different directions but only made it worse. When he put on the hat, the feather fell to cover his face.

"Hey Dan," Nevon nudged his friend, "this doesn't look right. I have Porthos's boots, if you remember the movie, but you have Athos's vest... no one's going believe we're actually the three musketeers!"

Nevon's rant was canceled when he spotted Chase with a train of important people near the church. Press and photographers were everywhere. "This is the best party ever!" He hit Dan's shoulders, "we're going to be on TV!"

Crimson

posts: 38

Dec 25, 2009 11:01 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1950

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(OOC: I have received permission to meet up with LadyLoralye.)

Crimson had just returned from spending a vacation in Greece with her boyfriend's children and grandchild. It was a very relaxing trip and a great way to bond with his kids, that are older than her. "That is really awkward" she thought to herself, "and if we get married I would be a grandmother..." The former model shuddered not just because of the cold, but because of the thought of being a grandmother.

Crim had decided to come to Venice after the kids went back home. She had always wanted to see Venice. After this little excursion, she would head to Milan. Of course, a lot of shopping would be done there. Crimson was in Venice for one specific reason, though, thanks to a certain forwarded message.

The gondola ride was quite relaxing. She looked over her texts again. Crimson was supposed to meet up with Lory now that the gondola was docked.

The fun thing will be finding her in this crowd of people.

LadyLoralye

posts: 22

Dec 25, 2009 12:46 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1951

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Loralye wandered nervously through the crowds. When she asked Patty if there was anything interesting, Lora had no idea what she was getting herself into. Crimson had insisted on taking her shopping and picking out a gown. Finally, after hours of looking, they had settled on a strapless, black flowing gown with silver crystal beading. As for the mask to conceal her identity, Lora chose a white mask with beading on the bottom.

She checked her phone to see if Crimson had sent her a message...Nope. Lora didn't like this one bit. Sure she loved the ball, but a ball where everyone's in a mask and could potentially be an ACME agent? Loralye was all for taking risks, but this seemed to be pushing the envelope.

She grabbed a drink off a waiter's tray and sipped. Thank God the drinking age in Italy was sixteen, this was going to be a long night.

EarlJr

posts: 113

Dec 25, 2009 15:15 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1952

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Euge slipped his mask over his face moments before entering sight of the pavilion. The three faced mask he wore had been a special acquisition for the sole purpose of this party; the left side of his head was a black mask of tragedy, and the right a white mask of comedy. They were bridged by a piece over his eyes and nose where the two colors swirled together. After tonight, it would join several other masks on his office wall.

Euge briefly broke step to adjust his mask and make sure his aviators were still in his jacket pocket. Satisfied everything was in place, he scanned the crowd. He wasn't looking for familiar faces, of course there wouldn't be any, but for eye catching masks and costumes. He spotted a trio dressed as musketeers and briefly wondered if they were Nevon, Dan, and Pete, for he had heard a rumor they had picked out those exact costumes. "Time to find out." Euge thought to himself, and grabbed a drink before making his way towards them.

Crimson

posts: 38

Dec 25, 2009 18:30 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1953

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The former model removed her cloak and gave it to some worker.

Crimson looked like a princess and felt like one, too. She was wearing a white elegant gown with some intricate, hand - sewn silver detail with her matching silver shoes. Dangling from her ears were a pair of pearl drop earrings. She also was wearing a matching white mask with silver detail. Crimson's shoulder - length, chestnut colored hair was curled loosely. She figured she could pull off the all white look now that she had the perfect tan from her 'bonding time.'

She continued to look around and spotted Lora drinking some alcoholic drink. Crimson ran over to her friend and gave her a hug. "The party has barely started and you are already drinking? You look fab by the way!" she said to Lory.

Miss_Guided

posts: 75

Dec 25, 2009 23:39 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1956

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Amber eyes stared out from behind a carved metal mask, the way it curved around her features making it seem like it was one with her skin. As the gondolier pushed his gondola across the water towards its destination the person wearing said mask gave a light sigh, or as much as she could beneath the bodice top of her gown which, if its influence had to be named, seemed vaguely like that of a french aristocrat. Its emerald green with metallic accents made it seem like the design of the metal on her face extended down into her gown. Her hair sat atop her head in a mountain of curls with only a few tendrils allowed to make their way down.

The plan had been to buy something to cover her whole face and a dress to let her blend with the crowds. Allow her to say her hellos, be accounted for as present and then hide somewhere against a wall or by the pier, leaving her more enthusiastic peers to mingle and network and whatever else there was to do. It wasn't that Missy necessarily hated holiday get togethers... she just had bad luck when it came to company holiday get togethers. The number of years with ACME had only numbered three but after last year's Holiday Party where one too many honest drunks were followed by one man vomiting into her lap Missy had decided that she wanted nothing to do with it all. So what part of 'nothing to do with it all' had to do with a bright emerald dress, a fancy metal colombina mask and the rest of her 'look at me, I'm pretty' ensamble? Missy couldn't say though she was pretty sure it had something to do with the silver tongued salesman at the costume store. Her trip had indeed left her wallet crying for mercy after she'd finished getting her last minute masquerade help. One thing she COULD say was if anyone vomited in her lap THIS year there would be hell to pay.

The gondola bumped against the waterway's edge finally and, after securing the boat, the gondalier started to let its small group of guests off, offering a hand to each person in turn. Silver shoes clacked against concrete finally and, making sure she'd remembered her purse, Missy made her way into the party. Looking out over the sea of masked faces Missy couldn't help but be thankful that the dress allowed plenty of room for her Smith and Wesson.

wesdon

posts: 70

Dec 26, 2009 02:01 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1957

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Pete scratched his stomach then his neck where the costume was itching. This party was full of sophisticated people, he felt very out of place. He didn't know what he was going to wear until Dan and Nevon convinced him that costume rental was cheaper if they went as the musketeers. He took off his mask and hat for a bit to breathe a little. Tucking them under his arm, he grabbed a drink while he listedn to Nevon's excited yell about being on TV. What isn't new with this guy?

Pete looked around at the reporters and TV cameras. This wasn't what he thought the party was going to be like at all. He didn't know it was so high profile. Luckily, he started seeing some familiar faces. Chase was up where almost everyone can see him, and Pete thought he could see Missy, the girl that lived upstairs in the dorms.

"Mates, is that Missy, yeh? In the green?" He asked his two other musketeers. He waved to the girl, so maybe she'd look his way.

Carmen

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Dec 26, 2009 06:40 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1959

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Carmen Sandiego, still as Morgan Kent, allowed herself some time to adjust to the weight of her dress. Walking back and forth in a swinging gait before a large mirror, she judged how well her wardrobe had been fastened, and how her steps would look to the casual observer. Finding a natural rhythm, one that made her demeanour appropriately British, she smiled in a self-congratulatory way and moved on to her crowning accessory. The golden masterpiece radiated as light played off its lustre. Meticulously created by an undiscovered Italian artist who dubbed it 'La Regina dei Ghiacci', its allure was worthy of the highest spot in coveted galleries. As with all things of beauty, the mask required extra preparation, the woman wore a silk maschera to cushion her skin from the metal.

Many minutes later, as her lazy gondola glided along the Grand Canal and drew nearer to destination, lights and voices rising from the squares showed the event's magnitude. Behind the disguise, her eyes worked to capture this chaos from a distance. Doing so kept her cognizant as she stepped on to the pier. Before anyone asked her to present an identity, the flamboyant Italian she had met in London, Giulio Sarno, greeted her. This was according to plan; they had discussed 'La Regina dei Ghiacci' and its artist over afternoon tea.

"Piacere, Morgan!" Giulio quickly pulled her into the crowd, speaking in unpractised English, "You must meet Jeffrey Bruno's American friend, l'ospite d'onore, handsome man!"

Comprehending that she will need to spend the next few moments with the Italian, Carmen could no longer account for the rest of V.I.L.E. Presumably, they would find their own experiences, in some way, enlightening.

Ivy

posts: 46

Dec 26, 2009 06:44 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1960

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Ivy arrived from the pier and looked around at the bustling party. She had never been comfortable wearing dresses, but this was a special occasion for ACME. Still, the self proclaimed tomboy couldn’t quite bring herself to wear one of the antique styled gowns, so she opted for a more modern look.

The detective donned a long satin taupe dress, with draping that resembled a Grecian tunic. It tied at her neck and waist with the same colored material rope, leaving her back exposed. Her fiery red hair was tamed in a tight bun, and she wore a silver cat-eared mask which covered her eyes and nose.

After a few moments of taking in the sights and catching up with some of ACME Italia’s finest, Ivy realized that the night was colder than she had anticipated, and excused herself to stand near one of the large fires.

“Should have gone with a layered dress…” She said quietly to herself.

Patty-Larceny

posts: 133

Dec 26, 2009 08:42 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1961

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Patty was amped, totally amped to be going to a Venetian Masquerade. Ok, so it wasn't really the February Carnival when everyone was going to be in costume, but this was going to do. Special occasions were her thing and Patty knew how to fit into places. It didn't start out this way, though. Several years ago, she had to work at being social, and she still spends plenty of days making mistakes.

For the party, Pats a was playful clown in a free-flowing dress checkered with red and black, and a harlequin mask to match. In the Commedia Dell'Arte, she would be considered a Columbina, or a maidservant of an Innamorata, whose up-lifting role would be to disguise herself as her mistress to fool the mistress's love interest. Comedies must have been simpler back in 17th century Italy.

Patty hopped off the gondola along with a bunch of other people, traveling in a crowd was safest, just in time to see the most awesome golden mask disappear into the party. She wondered what kind of women had the time and grace to wear something like that.

Up on the steps of the basilica, she saw a tall guy standing with a group of people. That has to be ACME's poster boy, Chase Devineaux, looking good in a tux and a black mask. It's so easy for men.

From where she stood, she saw three, no, two musketeers and one fool with his mask off trying to wave to someone. Then a little to the side, she could see two girls greeting each other, that's probably Crim and Loralye, both in darling eveningwear. Showing her invitation and walking in, Patty headed to the girls.

LadyLoralye

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Dec 26, 2009 09:40 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1962

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Loralye pulledback from her friend's embrace. "It's not my fault. Where were you? I was starting to worry." Crimson just shrugged her shoulders.

Now that Crimson was here, Lora really didn't want to drink. Looking around, she spied a group talking nearby. As no one was looking, Lora tipped her almost untouched drink into an empty glass. A waiter was walking by and she placed her now empty glass onto the tray. Thinking about it, it was stupid to pick up the drink at all. Every time she drank, she became closer to being inebriated, and being drunk in a room full of ACME agents was not a good thing. Lora sighed. Those blasted ACME agents were getting to her.

"They'll be the death of me," Lora muttered to herself. To Crim she said, "Come on, let's go mingle." Loralye was determined to enjoy herself.

Crimson

posts: 38

Dec 26, 2009 10:25 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1963

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"You ok?" Crim said to Lora. She looked sick, or maybe just really tense. Or both. Either way, they were here at a party with ACME agents. No big deal and no turning back now. Crimson actually liked the idea, though. She liked parties and the rush she was getting from possibly being caught by ACME, and the scene that could result, was probably one of the most intense feelings she has ever felt.

"Fine, we will mingle." she said to her friend. While walking toward a crowd, Crimson spotted a blond girl in a clown style dress . "That is probably Patty" she whispered to Lora. "Let's go see." Crim walked over to the girl and said "Ciao!"

Little-Mac

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Dec 26, 2009 12:56 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1964

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Just arriving in Venice Italy Mac knew he was prepared with his just bought and tailored suit from Monaco and a Phantom of the Opera styled Mask in his hand along with the invite slip to the Party.. Mac has never been to Italy nor is he very familar with it all he knows is Venice and Naples as far as Italy goes and the food as much as the Culture the closest he has been is Little Italy back in NYC.. But he knew there was a diffrence from those two places.. One thing about Mac Suits and Parties were and are not his style at all but he decided that This maybe fun and Too he heard that the Acme agents from Italy knew how to Party..

Stepping into the gondola Mac looked at the sights of Venice The People of Venice were having the Time of their lives espcially with his Boat Driver singing as Mac smiled looking at Venice.. Minutes Passed by and Mac was at the Place the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute Italy.. Mac tipped the Gondola Driver and Went into the Group putting on his Mask that was like the Phantom of the Opera's along with his Bandaged wrapped Hands.. He entered the Group of People

Vic-the-Slick

posts: 119

Dec 26, 2009 18:41 QuotePermalink - Post ID: 1965

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Poi Pet, Cambodia - Gambling town (Illegal)

Vic got a message from Patty about some mascarpone in Venice, Italy. At first, he ignored it, but then he read the message again and found out it had nothing to do with cheese. Hauling himself off the mattress of the $6 a night "hotel" he was staying in, the part time salesman and conman rubbed the drowse off his face and grabbed himself a towel for a shower.

"Sin!" he yelled to his Cambodian landlady when he was dressed and ready to leave "I go, ah? The pay's in yer room." He put the dollars in an envelope, because locals preferred it to the Riel, and kicked it under her door.

Sin yelled back something in Cambodian that Vic couldn't understand, but she ended with a loud "Come again!" and that, he got. Vic called a cab to the airport in Phnom Penh.

No way was he going into a party unprepared with a whole bunch of ACME agents in masks ready to off him. He don't like parties but that "Chase Devineaux" kinda danger is involved and VILE could always use backup.

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