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« on: October 25, 2014, 03:22:24 pm »
Canterlot has never been much of a place to cause a ruckus, or doesn't like to think of itself as such. It's a town with considerable reputation for class and refinement, rather well justified in it if its residents do say so themselves. Many of Ponyville's quaint little customs don't translate well into the posh environment that Canterlot lends itself to, seen as fit for ruffians and rubes who can't appreciate the finer pleasures of life.
Tonight...is a bit of an exception. Though its tone is somewhat subdued compared with the happy-go-lucky Ponyville festivities, Canterlot's own Nightmare Night could hardly be labeled as less than the small town's. Though some turn up their noses at actually participating in the fun, even the most wet blankets can't deny that it's a wonderful night to show how "in" they are with the latest Nightmare Night fashions or pioneer a few, compete with their neighbors to have the most expensive and elaborate decorations surrounding their domiciles or places of business, or rake in the bits from those who did so appreciate the spirit of the night.
Tonight, the main streets are lined with vendors, stalls, and various stations where goodies can be bought or earned by enterprising young or not-so-young colts and fillies. Large public spaces and parks are filled with ponies wheeling, dealing, or showing off their goodies and costumes. Themed costume contests advertise their prizes, and even a few haunted houses have been set up boasting things even scurrier than the prospect of the hoity-toity Canterlot elite letting their flawless outfits gather dust.
There is also plenty of entertainment for those who consider themselves too highbrow to participate in those boorish activities, though. What Canterlot citizen doesn't like a good excuse to throw a dinner party? Several public ones are set up in various venues across the city, and invitations were sent weeks or even months in advance for some of the private ones. Thus all ponies, regardless of their penchant for paying more than they ought for a name attached to their couture, can find some enjoyable activity in the night when the shadows come out to play...