

GothicSugar ~ Il Palazzo della Danza Notturne
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**Welcome, proud GrandSugarClan members (beloved family, honored friends) and curious visitors,... View more
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**Welcome, proud GrandSugarClan members (beloved family, honored friends) and curious visitors, to **GothicSugar: *Il Palazzo della Danza Notturne*!**
Hidden amidst a veil of shadow and secrecy, this brooding palace emerges like a forgotten dream—an edifice of sorrowed grandeur and decadent mystery. Designed in the spirit of Venetian elegance and gothic splendor, it serves as both sanctuary and spectacle for those who dance beneath the stars with shadows in their hearts.
The towering walls, cloaked in velvet darkness, reveal their age through every crack and faded carving, whispering ancient tales beneath the flicker of dying torchlight. Spires twist skyward like the fingers of the long-forgotten, clawing at the ever-ominous heavens, while battlements stand in silent vigil against the passage of time.
Within, the ballroom awakens under the silver kiss of moonlight—floors of black marble gleam faintly under the glow of spectral chandeliers, their flickering flames casting long, shifting shadows. Here, masked revelers glide with solemn grace, their movements echoing the ghostly rhythm of a harpsichord that seems to play itself.
A thick, velvety darkness surrounds the palace, as though the night itself clings lovingly to its gothic bones. Yet beyond the stone and spire, in the sacred grove that borders the castle’s forgotten walls, Wiccans and Dark Witches gather under the stars. There, under moonlit trees and dancing flames, they celebrate the Sabbats—honoring the Wheel of the Year with chant, fire, and reverence. The scent of incense mingles with the night air, and the distant sound of drumbeats harmonizes with the whispers of the forest.
This is not merely a venue, but a realm unto itself—an eternal waltz between beauty and despair, elegance and eeriness. A place where the magical and the mournful intertwine beneath the watchful eyes of night.
Welcome, dear guests… the dance begins, and the night awaits your steps.
==All are welcomed as long as you follow the rules. Otherwise we reserve the right to kick / ban you.==
Rules:
1. RP as if you are in a DarkGothic Ballroom Palace / Gothic NightClub.
2. Join in on wiccan/dark witch festivals
3. Please don’t spam this group.
4. Anyone who doesn’t stick to the them of the group or that strikes us the wrong way will be removed without warning.
5. And most importantly, all new group members/ rp characters entering our premises, we ask that you first join Skyrie.net group for an understanding of what is expected of you.
Please read and practice at Skyrie Sandbox group. Thank you!
***We reserve the right to remove you without warning!***
Welcome to GothicSugar: *Il Palazzo della Danza Notturne!
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Welcome to GothicSugar: *Il Palazzo della Danza Notturne!
Archangel Michael ✞ ArchistrategosSucreSpiritus replied 4 days, 3 hours ago 48 Members · 53 Replies
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Damiana Astarotte (HellfireAlchemistSugarDemon) ElricOkumuraSakata d’Raydars
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CindyCyan LeChatHijirikawa-SakataRokudo *KawaiiNekoSugarSpirit ♪ Plasmagica
MemberMay 18, 2025 at 11:49 pm*The night continued at the palace grounds of GothicSugar’s infamous witchy nightclub.* @hellcat
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*There was an implication that this might be their last stop while enjoying a full night of club hopping but knowing his family, some would continue to party past this point, of course, there was no need to give it much thought, at the moment there was still plenty of great times to be made into memory at GothicSugar.* @bezaliel
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@blueflamesoul @azureflamesoul Whoa! *he and his brothers are loving the strange and intricate dark and ghoulish decore added to the club.*
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@seraphimleuko @sugargodthoth *Enjoying the scenery and their sexy looking wives. But they were also loving the vibe of having family enjoy themselves all throught the night. They even plotted to head over to the beach, continue to party and then fall asleep on the beach chairs.*
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*The pulsing bass vibrated through Shuhei’s bones, a familiar lullaby to his centuries-old soul. His crimson hair, a vibrant flame against the smoky haze of the nightclub, shifted with each predatory sway of his body. Tonight, he wasn’t hunting blood, not precisely. Tonight, he was simply enjoying the orchestrated chaos. The flashing strobes painted his sharp features in fleeting moments of stark beauty, highlighting the subtle curve of his fangs as he smirked at the clumsy attempts of mortals to mimic his effortless grace on the dance floor. A can of beer was crushed in his hand, a mere prop in this intoxicating theater of the night. He was a predator amongst prey, a demon vampire reveling in the ephemeral energy that only a crowded nightclub could provide. The music surged, and Shuhei, for a fleeting moment, allowed himself to be swept away by the rhythm, a devil lost in the delightful noise.*
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