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

[indebttocrazies.livejournal.com]

"Ah. I... figured, as much," Haruhi responded, slowly but disbelievingly. "I don't think Kyouya-senpai would allow something like this."

At his explanation, both her eyebrows rose some. She was used to their quirks by now, but she never pegged Hikaru as the type to make up such farfetched sounding stories. "If you say so," she said, decidedly ignoring the comment at the end. Honestly, she could do without that, thank you. "Though, it would be nice if you could."

[totallytheseme.livejournal.com]

"Not this elaborate, no," Hikaru agreed. As creative as Kyouya often was, something like this was a little beyond the Host Club's budget. Though it said a lot that they'd both assumed it was the Club at first--Haruhi just now, and Hikaru when he'd woken up at Landel's...however long ago that was. Two weeks? Three?

He gave her a devilish grin. "If I could what? Change your clothes? Sorry, if I'd have known you wanted to play dress up..." Hikaru waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Yeah, he was avoiding the subject.

So what?

[indebttocrazies.livejournal.com]

Typical response. If he wasn't going to say, that was fine by her-- she wasn't dying for some sort of explanation, so long as either of them knew what was going on. And Hikaru did, by the sounds of it (more or less, anyway), so she may as well follow along with their little game, just as she always had before.

With a neutral expression towards Hikaru's own, Haruhi turned, digging her thumbs in her pockets in a casual posture. "Kaoru must be around here, too," she commented, noticing the younger brother's absence. He had to be, because they never let themselves get separated. "Where is everyone else?"