What kind of Goth are you?

A Halloween dress-up party at two in the
afternoon, filled with fun silliness. There will
be
rubber spiders, a game of toilet-paper
mummies, themed cupcakes, and riduculous
music.

An elegant dinner party at midnight in a
mansion. The dress code is formal and
elegant,
the company old fashioned, polite, chivalrous
and wry, and red wine the drink of the
evening.

An outdoor revel on Midsummer's Eve,
coincidently also the night of the Full Moon
(an
extremely rare occurrence). Dancing will
continue from dusk 'till dawn, the band will
include a violin and flute, and things are
guaranteed to get wild.

The world is in ruins, once neat and tidy gardens have gone wild and are creeping up
the crumbling facades of houses, glass and steel empires have fallen. Wandering
through this desolate and beautiful mist-covered landscape like a ghost, you are the last
one left.

Everything is slightly radioactive and consequently glowing neon colours. Everyone has
gone slightly mad and so in the clusters of human colonies, music blasts and people
dance madly. Examples of futuristic technologies are everywhere.

Everyone knows that in a few months a meteor will hit Earth and kill everybody.
Grasped by a 'well-we're-all-dying-soon-so-why-the-heck-not' attitude, you and other
like minded people are basically living like high society folk from the Victorian Era.
Masquerades, corsets, croquet, tea parties; The Whole Shebang.