Ongoing; Open

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When; [Remember, Remember] the Fifth of November
Rating; PG - PG13 [let's not burn down the City, please]
Characters; The Master Harold Saxon [neverendingbeat], Cain Hargreaves [misterblackbird], and you!
Summary; "Harold" and Cain have arranged to have a bonfire in Misery Square--complete with five effigies for five certain favorite deities. Come and warm up, throw a log (or a chair) on the fire, set off a few fireworks, and enjoy the warm glow of being Anonymous~ [This is an open log for anyone and everyone who might come to see the bonfire. Jump in and out, threadjack, mingle, and enjoy!]

Log; The fire is ready and waiting: a stack of dry wood in the middle of Misery Square. There's something haunting and almost ghoulish at the masked figures beginning to gather around it. Perhaps some can be told by their walk or their manner of speech, but the masks hide everything else, face and voice.

Perhaps it's just as well: a little rebellion on a holiday celebrating the foiling of a rebellion. But, then, it's just as strange, perhaps, to launch fireworks to celebrate something not being blown up with gunpowder.

In any event, it's a good excuse to light a bonfire on a cold night, burn the Deities in effigy (and those five straw men are lined up and waiting, perched over the wood, all ready and waiting), light some fireworks, and gather together as unknowns but knowing.

One only needs a spark.

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[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

Well this was a million times easier than he had expected.

"Well done!" said the Master cheerfully. "Oh, these are good. They'll definitely get the message across." He took a dress from her and went on to dressing the third, unclothed doll. The faster he got this done, the sooner the REALLY good bit could begin.

[dreamsofnoah]

By now Road was rather bored of doing all the work, so she just watched him clothing the other dolls, lollipop still stuck in her mouth.

"It's going to be a very big fire, isn't it~?" It had better be worth all the hassle.

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

"Yes," said the Master, finishing off the one he was currently dressing and moving along to the fourth. "I tried to light it before but it went out rather quickly. I'll have to resort to some less subtle and more amusing methods this time. You're much less likely to mind than the woman I was speaking to before. But once I do light it, it will be big, definitely." He eyed the pile of wood that only grew as random members of the audience added kindling to it.

[dreamsofnoah]

"I can help light it!" Not that she was particularly fond of fire over other methods of destruction, but it was still fun. She giggled a bit.

"Amusing methods are always better ♥ But I'm not surprised some people objected. So many spoilsports." Her grin twisted into a pout for a second, before she cheered up again. It's not like spoilsports had ever stopped her before now.

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

"If you'd like," said the Master. "And yes, why do something the boring way when your way is so much better?"

The Master hurried along, buttoning a long series of buttons that one dress seemed to have for no real reason and then realising how ridiculous that was, doing the top button up and dressing the final Guy. Finished, he stood up, threw the rest of the clothing on top of the fire and then placed each Guy on the pile. There was more than enough room for all five. This was going to be a truly stunning bonfire.

Standing back from it, he quickly tried to decide whether or not he should make a speech. All right, not a speech, even with how much he wanted to. Instead, he gestured to the Guys and yelled, "Ladies, gentlemen and others, your oppressors!" Turning back to Road, he said, "All right, now, let's light it," and took his laser screwdriver out of his coat.