PARTY PARTY PARTY

[allie]

CHAT DEMANDS IMPROMPTU IC PARTY FOR THE WIN AND THE LULZ

LET'S GO!  JOIN IN!


At the end of the day, your character is led back to their room in the usual manner.  The nurse's hand reaches for the doorknob and the door swings open, then--

Poof!

Your character appears in a large ballroom with an exquisitely tiled floor and a large stone fountain in the center.  The centerpiece of the fountain, shaped like a large fish, continually emits a spray of glitter from its open mouth.  Several tables covered with crisp white tablecloths are positioned near the walls, and a jar of sharpie brand glitter-paint markers serves as a colorful centerpiece for each.

Against the far wall is a long, rectangular table, with two bowls of red punch.  A sign written in fancy calligraphy rests against each: Yes, and No.  In addition to the punch, there are bottles of every liquor imaginable, as well as several fine wines and packs of cigarettes (though partygoers will have to fight for a single lighter).

The bathroom to one side bears a creepy resemblance to the bathroom in a normal house, complete with a medicine cabinet worthy of a lonely 50's housewife.

On the other side are a series of doors leading to rooms.

CURRENT SUB-ROOMS:

Bathroom
Office
Room of Mystical Legal Aging
Vegas Hotel
Broom Closet
Walk-in Freezer

If your character goes into a room, please put that room in the subject line.  Rooms are lockable.  If you want a room that isn't listed, tell me and I'll give it to you.  XD




Since this is not an actual damned event and is not srs bzns, feel free to join in with a character that from another rp if you're a potential player.  If this is the case, instead of entering through a door in the institute, your player would enter through a random door in the RP from whence they came.  XD  EDIT:  Party is now also for trying out potential characters.

The YES punch smells and tastes alcoholic, and has the same effect as a normal spiked drink.  The NO punch smells and tastes like normal non-alcoholic party punch.  IF YOUR CHARACTER DRINKS THE NO PUNCH, IM ME AT QUANTIFYTHIS AND I WILL TELL YOU ITS EFFECT.

THE FIRST RULE OF THE PARTY IS DON'T BE LAME.  THE SECOND RULE OF THE PARTY IS SRSLY, DON'T BE LAME.


FORMER MUSIC
FORMER MUSIC
CURRENT MUSIC
(music will be updated when Allie is not lazy and people give requests)

SMALL PRINT:  Powers and weapons are go as long as whoever you're using them on is cool with it.  Continuity from previous damned parties is intact if you want it to be, or not intact if you don't want it to be.  Clothing is whatever your character wore in canon, whatever they should have worn in canon, whatever they wore in their rp game, or whatever isn't in the dryer.  This impromptu chat party will last until everyone gets bored.

prose plz

Comments

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

Oh my Gawd.

That was the only thought running through her mind as she toppled into an ungraceful pile of limbs, with Mr. Jackass landing squarely on top of her. She hadn't been able to save herself. She hadn't been able to duck aside and save herself a last shred of dignity. She hadn't even been able to land a quick kick where it would hurt!

... Wait.

This dude. Was on her!

Yuffie wrenched herself out of her momentary daze with a violent twitch. "G-get off!" She yelped, trying to shove him away. She kept a tight hold on the bag-strap she could still feel in her hand, though; she needed to get him of of her, but no way could she let him escape! Not before she got compensation!

[horribology.livejournal.com]

Billy groaned, bringing a hand to his head. That fall hadn't been too bad, really... It was mild, really, considering some of the falls he'd been put through because of Captain Hammer. At least he'd landed on something soft.

...Something soft and with a mouth, apparently. The girl who'd pulled him down had broken his fall.

Billy pulled away quickly, muttering another apology as the straps of his duffel bag slipped further down his arm. The girl was still holding onto one of the straps...

He blinked, getting a firm grip on the strap that wasn't in the girl's hand and tugging. "I need my bag," he stated.

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

This guy wasn't being anywhere near apologetic enough.

"Yeah? Shoulda thought about that before you fell on me, Mr. Jackass!" Yuffie sat up gingerly, fingers tight around the strap. As falls went, that one had been like the most minor of minors that could ever possibly be minor; no harm done, at least not physically. Her pride demanded retribution, though. She yanked the bag closer to herself. "You're not getting away without paying me back for this, and sorry is so not gonna cut it."

Her meaning was as clear as a shiny, shiny crystal. She narrowed her eyes pointedly at the guy, and then at the bag.

[horribology.livejournal.com]

Billy blinked again, furrowing his brow. What was this girl's problem?

"I said I was sorry," he said, giving the bag another firm tug in his direction. "Anyway, I only fell because you tried to grab my bag, so it's your fault. Let go."

He hoped the Death Ray was okay. The Freeze Ray was probably fine; it was pretty sturdy. But the Death Ray was a delicate instrument... He needed to check it, to make sure it hadn't broken in the fall, but he couldn't do that as long as this kid kept making a nuisance of herself.

And 'Mr. Jackass'? Really. He was Dr. Horrible. He was going to be in the Evil League of Evil just as soon as he found where the homeless shelter dedication was and killed Captain Hammer, and here was a kid calling him Mr. Jackass? He gave the bag another yank, for good measure.

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

"I heard ya, but I don't think you heard me." Yuffie made sure to punctuate each word with a sharp, hard tug on the strap. "You're gonna have to do way better than some lame-ass apology!" What was in the bag that was so important, anyway? It would've been easier if he'd just given up and let her have her way...

But no, he just had to go and perk her curiosity, as well as her temper. "Nuh-uh- don't try and shift the blame onto me, Mr. Jackass! I only grabbed your bag because you ran into me. So guess what? That makes this your fault."

She could always just end this tussle with a few of her bitchin' ninja skills, but despite her irritation she was starting to almost enjoy the situation. Yuffie flashed a catty grin as she hopped to her feet, still clinging to the bag.

[horribology.livejournal.com]

"I heard you, but there's not much I can do but apologize," Billy said, gritting his teeth. "Which I've already done. Twice."

Or was it three times? Did saying that he'd already said he was sorry count as a third? Anyway, whether it was two or three times, it had still been more than enough apologizing.

When the girl hopped up, Billy pulled himself to his feet, keeping his grip on the bag firm.

"Okay, so I ran into you--again, pardon." That was three or four times now. "But you're why I fell, so that makes us even. Let go of my bag and I'll be on my way."

He tugged on the bag again. "And it's Billy. Not 'Mr. Jackass'." What kind of name was 'Mr. Jackass' anyway? It wasn't creative, wasn't stylish. It was boring.

Though... it described Captain Hammer pretty well...

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

"Sure there is," Yuffie retorted. "You can let go of the bag, and then I'll forgive you. I'll even give the bag back afterwards!"

Persistent, wasn't he? Yuffie had to wonder how long it'd take for him to give up. And even if he didn't give up, she'd see to it that she at least got something out of this whole thing.

Or she could just take it anyway.

... Nah. That wouldn't be any fun at all.

Yuffie began trying to edge backwards, never once letting up her grip on the bag. "What's in this thing that's so important, anyways?" She asked, wondering if talking would make him let down his guard. "And I dunno what you mean by 'on your way'. Don't you know we're stuck here?"

[horribology.livejournal.com]

Oh hell no. There was no way he was letting go of his bag, not for a second.

"I'm not letting go of it," he stated, tightening his grip. He didn't budge when she started to edge away, but he tightening his grip, trying to pull the body of the bag away from her with his other arm. "It's my bag. I don't have to tell you what's in it, because it's my stuff. It's none of your business."

Maybe telling her something would get her to let go, though... "But if you really want to know, I guess I can tell you. If you let go first."

He narrowed his eyes at the brat. "And I meant 'on my way.' As in leave and go to where I was headed. I'm busy; there's no way I'm going to hang around here."

Seriously, what was this place supposed to be, anyway? Was there some kind of party going on?

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

Persistent was not a strong enough word for this guy.

Well, if she were to be honest... it wasn't really a strong enough word for either of them. And she wasn't a walking dictionary, so 'persistent' it would have to be.

"Are you serious?" Yuffie laughed. "The moment I let go you'll go flying off somewhere and I'll haveta chase you down again, or you'll come up with something lameass. I don't want you to tell me- I wanna see for myself!"

She didn't give up any at Billy's tugging; didn't budge an inch, just dug her heels in and yanked hard. "Good luck at findin' a door, then!"

[horribology.livejournal.com]

"There's a door right there," he said, nodding towards a door on the wall behind the girl. "Several, actually. They're where I'd been heading."

He wasn't sure where they led, but one of them had to lead out...

"And leaving is kind of the whole idea," he added, giving up on the prying and resorting to another yank.

Unfortunately, the bag couldn't take much more of their tug-of-war, and it split open, its contents spilling out: the lab coat, pants, boots, gloves, and goggles of Dr. Horrible's costume, the Freeze Ray, the Death Ray...

Balls.

Billy dove for the contents, trying to scoop them up before the girl could so much as lay a finger on any of them. He hoped the Death Ray was okay; he wasn't sure it could take a fall like that!

[thatdamnedninja.livejournal.com]

Yuffie opened her mouth to respond, but all thoughts were lost as the bag burst open.

As soon as she realized what was happening, the ninja was in motion, a grin spreading across her face. This was way better than she'd been hoping! And if this dude thought he was gonna be fast enough to stop her, he had another thing coming.

The clothes were left alone; they were clothes, after all; common, boring, everyday things. And what if they were all sweaty or something grossness like that? No, Yuffie was after the more interesting stuff.

Namely, the two items that looked suspiciously like... really, really weird guns.

"Aha!" She crowed, dancing back a few steps. She'd managed to grab the big black and red gun-thing before Billy had even laid a finger on it.

[horribology.livejournal.com]

Billy had managed to scoop up his clothes with one arm... Well, mostly. The boots still lay where they had landed when the bag had torn.

He'd managed to get his Freeze Ray too, and was now holding it close to his chest with one arm. But the Death Ray... The weapon he'd spent all week working on for his plans...

The brat had grabbed it.

"H-hey!" The clothes tumbled to the floor again. "Be careful with that! Give it back!"