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[Hallway spam]

[Ben appears first, in full black cape, domino mask, and bandito hat with silly ball fringe, carrying a billowing, humming fog machine. As the mist starts to fill the corridor, Anya, Cassel, and Cass sneak around the corner, similarly decked out. Anya and Cassel are clearly tipsy, in full dramatic pantomime, first holding their capes in front of them and then flaring them out dramatically, almost losing their balance and revealing large baskets of baked goods. Cass is actually sneaking, despite the glaringly obvious costume, and quite innocuous in contrast to the others. Between them, they are picking locks, nibbling cookies, drinking champange from the bottle, and humming their own theme songs.]


[Your room!]

[They are breaking into any room they can, including several doors previously secure against them, thanks to Cassel's new far-future electronic skeleton key. They have every intention of sneaking in, rearranging any ugly knickknacks you may possess, and hiding delicious cookies, brownies, and cupcakes in strange places. They may or may not contain weed, depending on how uptight the united Mystery Baking Companions think you are. If you're already in your room when they tumble into it, pastry-laden and giggling, they will probably toss their capes and pose heroically.]

Special delivery!!!

[If you catch them as they're 'sneaking' away, they will toss confetti in your face and attempt to make a daring escape.]



[OOC: if you would like to find your offerings later and make a silly stoned post, go for it!! They are very generous.]
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[Private to Ben, Backdated to Friday.]

[She's smiling in the easy, bright way that means she's had a few drinks, but not enough to start laughing at everything or lose even an iota of her sharpness.]

...so, I need some help with a project. How busy are you?


[Spam]

[A soft whoosh of air, as Ben slides through the corridor at superspeed, leaving a chugging fog machine nearby. Shortly afterward, Anya and Cassel come through, giggling in their masks, capes, and dramatic feathered hats, carrying baskets that groan with delicious-smelling baked goods. This time it's all beautifully decorated christmas cookies and rich peppermint bark. Maybe they've ambushed you in the corridor. Maybe they're (attempting to) break into your room. Either way, delicious (mysterious~) holiday cheer is about to ensue.]
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[Spam for Cassel]

[She knocks sharply on his door, already in costume - a black domino mask, a black bandito hat, a black cape, black gloves, and an elegant black wicker basket smelling of delicious things and covered with a black silk cloth over her elbow. She has a spare hat, mask, and cape in hand.]


[Spam, Hallways, general common areas]

[The lights flicker. Soft mist drifts down the corridor, swirls, intensifies. You might just be able to make out shadowy shapes, soft giggling, and the sweet, warm smells of chocolate chip pumpkin bread. Out of the gloom, a voice asks, in either a voice that manages to be both ominous and sing-songy,]

Good evening. Tonight, just for you...trick or treat!

[YOU have encountered....the Mystery Baking Companions. Also, it is entirely plausible that Anya and Cassel are perfectly obvious in their Zorro-like costumes, and equally obviously tipsy.]


[Spam, YOUR ROOM]

[The drunken duo are currently attempting to pick your room lock. Or possibly you have returned to find them leaving cookies on your pillow or pie on your end table. Or possibly they just succeeded in breaking in, only to find you already inside. Fog pours formless around them as they grin unabashedly.]

[OOC: wibbly time all through the flood.]
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[Spam, public]

[One of Anya's stress reactions is baking. She took a few of Riddick's lunch shifts while he was recovering, and made way too many cookies in addition to actual lunch food. Later in the afternoon, she's skulking around the dining hall and through the various common rooms, quietly leaving batches of warm cookies on tables and counters.]



Confidential to Pietro, Erik, and Alex )

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