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Andere xuriak (the white ladies) and basa-andereak (the wild ladies), characters of the kabalkadak, traditional masquerades of Lapurdi and Nafarroa-Beherea. [x]
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old-movies-stuff · 10 months
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Labyrinth - 1986
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kd135bc · 23 days
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Holga135bc and Lomography Color Negative 35mm ISO 400
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Massacre Masquerade Chap 5
Chapter 1 Chapter 4
Leon sat up suddenly, awoken by some loud sounds. Deacon and Bailey woke up when a second round of the same noises went off. They both looked startled and slightly panicked. Leon was panicked too. Those sounds had been the sound of gunshots. 
The three new friends looked at each briefly, silently asking what they should do next. Without saying anything, Bailey stood up and ran over to the ladder. Shortly after her body disappeared down the side of the building.
“Bailey, wait!” Leon screamed out, scrambling to his feet to go after his sister. “You don’t know what’s down there!” Leon ran to the edge of the building, right by the beginnings of the ladder, and stared as Bailey dropped to the ground and ran towards the entrance of the building. 
Leon became aware of Deacon’s presence next to him. He too was helplessly staring at the ground where Bailey had just been. Deacon and Leon glanced up at each other.
“Is she always this insane?” Deacon asked Leon. Leon shook his head in bewilderment. 
“She’s always been curious, but she’s never run straight into danger because of it!”
“Well,” Deacon said, “curiosity killed the cat.” He wished he could take it back as soon as he said it when he looked at Leon’s face and saw the fear in his eyes. Fear for his sister. “Sorry,” Deacon said. He glanced back down the ladder again. “We might as well follow her, to make sure she doesn’t get hurt.” Leon nodded in silent agreement, too scared to say anything. He followed his new friend down the ladder, and the two of them ran back into the building. 
The ballroom was an eruption of chaos when they entered. People were running around, screaming and in a complete panic. Leon stepped back as two people shuffled past them. One of them was supporting the other one, an arm around their waist,  helping them move through the crowd. The supported person was looking really pale, and had sweat running down their face, holding onto their companion with their arm around their shoulder. Leon noticed what he could only assume was a bullet wound in the person's leg. Deacon must have noticed it too, because when Leon glanced at him, he saw horror in the other man's eyes.
Deacon gasped, and Leon turned his direction to where Deacon’s horrified face was now looking. The sight was indeed horrifying. Right in the middle of the room, three bodies were scattered, each with multiple bullet wounds scattered across their bodies. Blood soaked their costumes and masks, seeping onto the floor in a slow moving pool of crimson. It didn’t take a detective to know they were dead as stone. Leon felt sick at the sight of them.
Sirens started blaring from all corners of the ball room, the noise just adding to the chaos. Deacon and Leon simultaneously moved their heads to see rolling garage doors coming down and blocking all the exits, mini ones blocking the windows. Everybody’s panic increased. There were cries of, “We’re locked in!” and “We’re in some really deep shit now!”
The sirens stopped when the doors hit the ground, and a brief high pitched screech came from the speakers, silencing everyone as they instinctively put their hands up to their ears. A voice started to talk from the speaker.
“Attention new knights! The building is going to go into lockdown. Nobody is going to be getting in, or out. Not until we find whoever is responsible for this madness. We suspect that this was a murder attempt, and the culprit is in this building. Until we catch them, nobody is to leave. You may be locked up in here with a maniac, but at least they won’t be able to escape outside and cause more havoc. And as knights, one of the first things you would have learned on your training, is that you need to protect society, and make sacrifices sometimes.
‘We have investigators making their way over to the building right at this minute. They will be granted access, but nobody else. For now, I advise all of you to stay calm. And stay away from people. In this situation, we don’t know who you can trust, so until it is sorted out, keep to yourself. Needless to say, the ball is cancelled.”
The silence stretched on for a while after the announcement, but the fear in everyone was clear. Some people started casually moving away from peers, others not so casually. 
Leon scanned the ball room, in an attempt to find his sister. He found her sitting against a wall, and ran over to her. Deacon followed.
Bailey had her knees drawn up, and her face buried in them. Her arms were raised and she was blocking her ears with her fingers. Even when Leon and Deacon approached, she still didn’t look up. Leon kneeled down in front of her and gently grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands down. Bailey looked up at him and Leon saw there were tear tracks down her cheeks. Leon shuffled to sit directly next to her putting his arms around her shoulders, and Bailey leaned into the comfort.
Deacon stood by, unsure on what to say or do. He looked questioningly at Leon. Leon understood.
“She doesn’t like loud noises or big crowds,” he explained. A look of understanding crossed Deacon’s face.
Eventually, everybody started to calm down, and so did Bailey.
I finished it! What did you think? Comments, feedback and suggestions are very very much appreciated. Now the fun is really starting to begin -Kenickie
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down-in-dixie · 2 years
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Masquerades in film //:  Van Helsing (2004) Labyrinth (1986) The Phantom of the Opera (2004) Man in the Iron Mask (1998) Marie Antoinette (2006) Sweeny Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007)
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carnival-queen-stash · 7 months
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world-catalogue · 3 months
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I have been sneaking into a series of queer masquerade balls & learning about the people who come to them. I have a spreadsheet recording what I know about each person, though I am still working on most of them, especially figuring out their actual names. outfits are expected to have a theme (eg constellation, butterfly, ice queen) and false names are usually based around said theme. I shall try to report back as I learn more. - Ruth
How interesting! I have only attended a few masquerades, and usually I get distracted… but that’s beside the point. I would love to hear about your further observations.
- Crow
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Gallery: Tenille Townes @ Commodore Ballroom - Vancouver, BC Date: January 20th, 2023 Photographed by: Rachael Buckoski
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©Dr. G.I.Jones, Ibo Masquerades. Nigeria. 1931. Cross River Ibo. Nkporor tribe. 'Isiji' masquerade
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wolves-willow · 2 years
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I don’t know if anyone can relate: but I want to live in a fairytale so bad.
Like… the feeling is visceral. Absolutely heart wrenching.
I want to wear ball gowns, live in a castle, have a sweeping romance… I want to experience the kind of magic that only a princess fairytale can create.
It’s a feeling akin to homesickness. Like I’m longing for a place that I miss so much, but I’ve never actually been.
It wouldn’t have to be forever. Just for a little while, so I can live out the fantasies of the kid I used to be.
You know what I mean?
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Some of the colorful and ancient traditional masquerades of EH:
Hergarai (Nafarroa Beherea)
Abaltzisketa (Gipuzkoa)
Altsasu (Nafarroa)
Altsasu (Nafarroa)
Abanto-Zierbena (Bizkaia)
Lantz (Nafarroa)
Ituren (Nafarroa)
Donibane-Garazi (Nafarroa Beherea)
Zalduondo (Araba)
Unanu (Nafarroa)
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old-movies-stuff · 1 year
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Labyrinth - 1986
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mymusicbias · 2 years
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Massacre Masquerade Chap 3
Leon walked out of the darkness, discreetly looking around to see if anyone had noticed. Acting like everything was normal, he casually walked out and blended into the crowd. Making his way over to the food stand, he poured himself another cup of vanilla Coca Cola and waited for Deacon to follow. 
He looked around the crowd of people, everyone happily talking and mingling with each other. The amount of noise going around into the ballroom made it impossible to make out what people were saying. Occasionally a word would be said loud enough for him to hear. Once he heard, “That bitch!” being said. Then he heard, “Why do you just stab me in the chest with a spatula?”. Leon discovered that the things he could make out, were often the strangest. 
He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, thinking it might have been Deacon. Instead he was faced with a tall young girl wearing a dragon themed mask and dress. The reason for the night was to not recognise anyone, but Leon knew exactly who was hiding under the mask. 
“Hi, Bailey,” he said. He could recognise his sister anywhere.
“Hey,” she replied back, smiling at him. “What are you doing, just hanging around here?’’
Leon started to say ‘Nothing,’ but he didn’t. Him and Bailey were extremely close, telling each other everything, even the smallest unimportant things. He couldn’t remember a time when he had lied to her. “Waiting for a friend.”
“You're actually socialising!” Bailey exclaimed, feigning extreme shock and surprise. “Better get a doctor on site, I just might die of shock!”
“Haha, very funny,” Leon said sarcastically, though he couldn’t stop smiling at his sister's whimsy. He glanced briefly behind Bailey’s shoulder and saw Deacon walking towards him. “My friend’s here now,” he said. Bailey turned around, as if she would be able to recognise someone she had never met before.
Deacon walked up to them, smiling at Leon, although Leon couldn't see because the mask was back on. 
“Nice to see you again, buddy boy.”
“Buddy boy?” Bailey said to herself. “Never heard anyone call him that before.”
Deacon glanced at Bailey questioningly, silently asking who she was. Leon spoke up.
“This is my sister,” he explained. Deacon nodded his understanding and held his hand out to Bailey. She took it and shook his hand firmly.
“Hi, my name’s Bailey,” she said, instantly breaking the anonymity rules of the night. Deacon broke them in exchange.
“Deacon.”
“I like your dress,” Bailey complimented. Deacon looked down at the dress in question.
“Thanks,’ then he looked at Bailey’s clothes, finding something to compliment in return. She wore a black one piece that had glistening red plastic dragon scales on it. They jutted out from her left shoulder, leading down across her torso to her right hip, where they formed into functioning pants. Altogether it made quite an impressive outfit. 
“I love those scales,” Deacon said, and he wasn’t lying. “They’re really pretty.”
“Thank you,” Bailey said, smiling brightly.
“She made that costume all by herself,” Leon said, deciding to give his sister some credit for her hard work.
Deacon turned to her, impressed. “Wow, all by yourself? You like designing clothes or something?”
“It’s more of a hobby,” Bailey answered, “My main focus is on the King’s Guards. That’s why I’m here.”
“I think that’s why we’re all here,” Deacon said and Bailey laughed. Standing quietly to the side, watching the exchange, Leon was glad their meet had been going well. All of a sudden the noise in the crowd became louder, and Leon watched anxiously as Bailey winced at the noise. 
“You guys wanna go somewhere else?” She asked, and Leon knew she was hoping they would say yes. “It’s too loud here, can barely hear ourselves think.”
Deacon looked at Leon and then looked at Bailey. “Sure, why not.” Bailey turned around quickly, becoming the two of them to follow her. They did. She weaved herself through the crowd, and Leon saw her put her hands up to her ears to block out the noise. As they walked, they got further away from where the main body of people were, and it started getting quieter, but Bailey still kept walking. She led them to the unisex bathroom, where she beckoned them inside. Deacon looked at Leon, a question in his eyes, but Leon just shrugged. Bailey then led them into a stall and stood up on the toilet seat. Leon saw that there was a window right above it and knew what she wanted to do. The window was luckily large enough for all of them to fit through. When they jumped back down to the ground, Deacon and Leon saw that they were in a small area, fenced off, and the fence was locked. They then noticed that Bailey was climbing a ladder attached to the building, leading up the roof. Leon now fully understood what she was doing. Glancing at Deacon again, they both followed her up.
What did you think dear children? What did you think of Bailey? If you liked please review and give feedback if you have any, plus suggestions.
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corvigae · 1 year
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I keep having to tear down extremely predatory/misleading Scien.tology flyers in my school's art building. This is the third fucking time I've ripped the fuckers up and I'm getting Real Fucking Tired of it.
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emmasternerradley · 15 days
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Brace yourselves.
We’re mere weeks away from the emergence of Snowblooded! (Some of you who pre-order might get a cool piece of merch! Let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in.)
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