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Underworld – Slashers Night

Name: Underworld – Slashers Night
Start: 2026-09-27T12:00:00-07:00
End: 2026-09-27T16:00:00-07:00
Location: Batterie Beach

September 27 @ 12:00 pm - 4:00 pm

A dark romance inspired event with Masks and Main Characters. People are encouraged to dress up as their favourite slashers or something unique. Masked and spicy. Or they can dress up as the Main character ready to take on the baddy. Enjoy the party and survive the night; or conquer your victim.

Details

Date: September 27
Time:
12:00 pm - 4:00 pm
Event Category: Crack Den
Event Tags:Crack Den, Hathian

Venue

Batterie Beach

August 24, 2026

Word on the street... In the shadows of Hathian, whispers coil tighter than the bayou mist. A brazen break-in rattled a high-ranking officer’s home—the thieves snagged more than just valuables; among the spoils, a wedding band and some unsettling personal keepsakes vanished without a trace. Meanwhile, an off-duty lieutenant found herself the unwilling mule for a mysterious shimmering strip—some new narcotic nobody’s seen before—passed under dubious circumstances at a chaotic street event. And then, the beach’s dark tide washed ashore a freshly murdered woman, her wound marked by strange powder, while fingers point but no killer steps forward. In Crack Den, trust is scarce, and secrets burrow deeper than ever.

August 24, 2026

Whispers in the bayou... ░▒░ Down at the docks, a lanky man in a soaked shirt whispered about a rare creature alighting right atop his head, a crooked grin flashing as he urged someone close by to “get a pic.” The humid air wrapped tight, the bayou’s slow breath stirring shadows under a peeling streetlamp, while a woman watched from a balcony, her eyes sharp, unblinking. ░▒ ▒░ And that wasn’t the only thing stirring through the thick fog—voices claim strange sounds haunt the bayou’s edge after dark, and more souls vanish without a trace, stirring Syndicate whispers of secrets darker than the marsh mud, puppets and strings tangled in the mist. ░▒ ░▒░ The woman on the balcony, face half-hidden by moonlight and moss, caught the tale but said nothing, just a slow blink before glancing toward the door—what’s she waiting for, and who’s coming for her next? ░▒ ✨ https://news.backwaters.sl

August 24, 2026

Rumors on campus... Yesterday at Columtreal, the asylum’s shadow deepened. Whispers swirled around a desperate rescue where a woman, gagged and unresponsive, hovered between life and oblivion—her airway fought over as tensions cracked beneath the surface. Meanwhile, a professor’s privilege morphed into something darker, with blurred boundaries and unspoken threats hanging heavy, raising questions about power and control behind closed doors. And in the quieter corners near the trailer park, secret exchanges unfolded—a locksmith rendezvous paid in hush money, promising favors yet to be called in. Columtreal never sleeps, and yesterday, its cobblestones soaked deeper in secrets that’ll haunt the halls for weeks to come.

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