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Club Blood was only a decent maze at most. I see no reason why a DJ can't be sperate from the scares. It gives the people who want scares and people who want to dance their own thing without the other getting in the way.
 
Talking about moving the DJ over to Grogan's makes me wish that they had a demon chaos theme in Ireland instead of Aquitaine. They've done a "mythical creatures running amok" deal for HoS in the past...Ireland seems like a way better fit for the party atmosphere! I guess there's probably just not enough room for the (admittedly cool when working right) Hell/burning effects.
 
while Grogan's would be a nice place to put it for it's out of the way-ness, but isn't Grogan's open during Howl-o-Scream.

Isn't that the one of the few places that has allergy friendly food? I can't see them closing Grogan's and dropping the place they recommend going if you have specific food allergies.
 
I meant moving it to the outdoor grill, not the indoor pub. The indoor Grogans will still run like normal. I don't recall anything significant happening to the outdoor one and the tables and chairs can easily be removed for a DJ/dance party.
 
If the grill is open, you need a place to have people sit and eat. Honestly, keeping it in France on the Bistro patio is probably best for isolation purposes.
 
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From BGW blog:
Avast! It’s Terror-story Tuesday and we have another bone-chilling tale that dives into the murky deep waters into of the Ports of Skull Terror-tory.

Tucked in amongst the jagged rocks and choppy seas is a cursed place where few dare to visit and those who do are said never to return. Tales of treasure have lured many a sailor to their doom and countless ships lie wrecked upon the reefs, the splintered wood of their once-proud hulls groaning mournfully as waves crash relentlessly against their sides. A merciless wind whips through the torn and tattered remains of billowing sails filling the air with a shrill whistle that sounds like the unearthly screaming of lost souls in perpetual torment.
It is said that those who succeed in navigating the turbulent waters often find themselves wishing they hadn’t. Rumors whispered in hushed tones talk of a scourge more deadly that the harsh terrain: the local population. Marauding, vicious and undead buccaneers roam the island looking for plunder and new rogues to join their crew- willingly or otherwise. To refuse such an offer is tantamount to openly courting death.
The remains of perished pirates scattered throughout the area like macabre statues are a testament to the grim fate of any who fall prey to the siren song of the place they call Ports of Skull. Cursed plunder, unforgiving landscapes, bands of cutthroat pirates or the slow decent into madness...this forbidding island offers any number of ways for foolish explorers to meet their untimely demise.
Join us next week as we chart a course for another Terror-tory and another terror-story.
 
I always thought that having a "Dr's big experiment party" in ireland would be awesome. Fat laser beams shooting all over the place and nurses and monsters in cages dancing while a DJ ghoul on the balcony of Grogans spins up some spooky scary Mad-lab tunes and monster run amok in the hamlet...
 
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