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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 [livejournal.com profile] 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

Date: 2008-09-04 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notachick.livejournal.com
"If Landel's has its own beach, then I hope we'd all be able to go," Okita said, smiling as always. Whether Rude meant it as snark or anything else, he took it as an invitation for later. He'd have to remember this man and his strange sunglass-wearing habit.

Rude stiffened and Okita watched him curiously for a moment. He was a shy one, apparently. It probably wasn't very nice of Okita to keep Rude in the dark about his gender, but the guy's reactions to things were too amusing to let the charade drop just yet. Just a little bit longer if he could help it. Okita popped the pen back into his sleeve and fiddled with his half-empty drink cup, following Rude's gaze out across the party.

A partner then? Or something else? "Normally I wouldn't be able to keep one with my lifestyle either, but Hijikata-san said we should keep them for food and I couldn't in good conscience let them really get eaten, right?" Where had that come from? Well, it was the truth, but that was strange. He hadn't really intended to say all that. Oh well. Truth was better than lies. "Are you always on the go, Rude-san? It must be very difficult."

Date: 2008-09-05 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silent-shades.livejournal.com
Rude's face succeeded in showing some expression as his eyebrow hitched up a little. Any beach owned by Landel's wasn't likely to be a good place. Sure he'd suggested it, but he wouldn't be the sort to actually go for it.

Was Okita naive or just going along with him for kicks?

For some reason wanting to break world records, Rude's face came to life once more in a dark little smirk.

So it IS food, he thought.

"You never got hungry then?" He'd have little trouble killing his dinner if he was hungry. Seriously. He'd eat a damn kitten rather than starve. But, you know, it'd be among the last options. It'd just come way before boots and people.

He shrugged at the question. They weren't ALWAYS moving, but he'd lived in Shin-Ra quarters and, well, he just didn't like being responsible for any life but his own. And the Turks'. And the President. It was just too much trouble. He was too busy. He didn't trust Reno.

"It's not so bad. What about you?" He couldn't picture anyone but sailors and farmers and old style soldiers having a stock of animals to eat and it was foolish in either situation to get so attached to your dinner.

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