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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: 2008-08-30 06:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] offduty.livejournal.com
Oh. See, now this could interesting. He knew there was a reason he came over here.

Reno rolled his eyes, but didn't attempt to snatch the lighter a second time. No point in jumping up like an idiot. He had ways.

"Fuck someone else," he replied casually, stepping in closer as he spoke. "If you want something, you should learn to ask nicely."

He leaned forward all the way, although he had no intention to kiss the little bastard. All he wanted was to see if he could light his cigarette on the other guy's.

What? A method was a method.

Date: 2008-08-30 06:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] strayfag
Ha, win. Badou had the briefest moment to celebrate his victory before his personal space was full of nameless redhead. There wasn't much room to inch away being trapped between the table and a wall so he opted for the offencive - which meant trying to push the pervert away by the face.

"Rejected. Looks like we both have bad manners."

Date: 2008-08-30 07:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] offduty.livejournal.com
If Reno hadn't ducked, he would've gotten a finger up his nose from being pushed away. He backed off and cocked an eyebrow. He might've stayed closer, but he wasn't in the mood to pick a fight. There was too much glitter; the atmosphere was all wrong.

"Fine. We'll hit reset and flip off the asshole switch."

Date: 2008-08-30 07:44 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] strayfag
What the hell. Who had an asshole switch? Was that some kind of code for anal vibrator? It sort of explained a lot. Why did he always attract the kinky sex freaks? He was cursed. Totally, utterly cursed.

But hey, at least the guy was under 60 this time.

Badou returned to leaning against the table, the lighter dangling almost enticingly from his fingers. "Sure. Except I don't have an asshole switch. It seemed like a bad investment. So how about asking 'Hey, Badou, can I have a light?' It's not hard."

Date: 2008-08-30 07:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] offduty.livejournal.com
...What was an investment?

Oh, whatever. Obviously, the guy was talking about something that only made sense to himself, but who gave a shit?

Reno cast the lighter a brief glance, but flipped away his cigarette and reached for the nearest bottle of...something. It was alcohol. Good enough.

"Yeah, probably not," he agreed. He didn't want a smoke bad enough to actually ask for the lighter.

Well, okay, he did. But if there was anything that overcame his addictions, it was the concept of playing nice.

Date: 2008-08-31 03:31 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] strayfag
What was with this guy? First he'd all but molested Badou for the lighter, now he couldn't even be bothered to ask for it.

Badou sighed, exhaling a long stream of smoke. He was feeling charitable tonight.

"You've got some issues, you know that? Here." He held the lighter out for the other redhead, his gaze drifting across the room slightly bored and unfocused.

Date: 2008-09-01 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] offduty.livejournal.com
Reno glanced at the other guy out of the corner of his eye as he downed a good portion of the bottle. He shrugged and took the lighter.

"I've been told," he said, almost dismissively. "What's your name, anyway?"

He'd almost copped a feel on the man. Probably should know his name or something.

Date: 2008-09-01 08:24 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] strayfag
Badou snorted, but it was half-amused. Of course he'd been would. Probably in his first five minutes of talking to just about anyone he'd ever met.

Great, now he just felt unoriginal.

"Badou. You?"

Might as well know what name to put on the restraining order.

Date: 2008-09-03 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] offduty.livejournal.com
Badou, huh? Never mind. Wasn't gonna question it.

"Reno." He shrugged a shoulder before nodding at the whacky...well, everything that was surrounding this goddamn place.

"What the hell's going on here, anyway?"

Date: 2008-09-04 08:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] strayfag
"How the hell am I supposed to know? Something we're not drunk enough to appreciate." Badou snagged another cigarette, lit it off the remains of the first, and started smoking it without disrupting the flow of his sentence. "Unless, you know, you've got some kind of weird fetish for glitter."

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