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

[simpleastherain.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. She made him choke. Orihime's smile faded a little, replaced quickly with concern, but it looked like he was going to be alright. "Are you ok? I'm sorry. I guess I was kind of excited and I didn't really think."

[mitase.livejournal.com]

"N-no, um, I'm fine, I was just. Um. Surprised." Hanatarou's cheeks flushed lightly pink as he ducked his head in mild embarrassment. He absently rubbed at his mouth with the back of his hand, hoping he hadn't spilled punch or anything, because it would probably stain and make him look even sillier.

As the healer lowered his hand again he took hold of the strap for his healer's bag where it crossed his chest, idly fidgeting with it to keep his hands occupied. "But, ah, I'm g-glad to see you're okay and, um. Safe."

[simpleastherain.livejournal.com]

"It seems pretty safe here. I think the great cod is protecting us." She replied, nodding sagely. Obviously a statue that cool had to do some kind of magical protection thing and maybe transform into other kinds of fish when they weren't looking.

She knew what Hanatarou was referring to when he said 'safe', but she didn't really want to talk about that. It wouldn't help anything to tell him what might have happened in Hueco Mundo. So instead she smiled and moved on. "How are you doing? It must be hard coming here all of a sudden then having to get to work right away."

[mitase.livejournal.com]

The...fish? Hanatarou glanced over toward the fountain and blinked once, wondering if maybe the glitter was just some kind of manifestation of protective magic. Orihime-san might know, after all, right? And if so, then when he accidentally pushed that man into the fountain then maybe he was actually doing him a favor.

"Oh, um, I'm f-fine, I like being useful," the healer replied, brightening just slightly. "I'm sure I'm doing much more good here than I would be in Hueco Mundo with Kuchiki-taichou, even if I'm not quite sure where here is. But it doesn't look like Ichimaru-ta--er, san is here, or that scary woman I met this morning, so I think it should be okay."

[simpleastherain.livejournal.com]

"Ok, but don't tire yourself out." Hanatarou always looked a little bit tired she guessed, but she still worried when her friends didn't take care of themselves. It warmed her a little to remember the people who'd been willing to risk their lives to come for her. She felt herself blush.

"Hanatarou-san..." She bowed a little too quickly, her head nearly smacking into Hanatarou's. Orihime leaned back quickly. "I'm sorry! Are you ok?

"I-I wanted to thank you. For wanting to come after me. I'm sorry I caused so much trouble for everyone."

[mitase.livejournal.com]

Tired? Hanatarou was never tired, he was lively and energized all the time! At least until he passed out from overusing his powers, but that hadn't happened recently - Soul Society had been remarkably quiet since Ichigo's little expedition. Even the 11th had been behaving themselves. (Mostly.)

But before he could protest, Hanatarou suddenly found himself needing to dodge as Orihime bowed, bringing herself perilously close to a collision that he knew from much experience would have been highly painful. The healer drew away quickly, almost falling backwards in his haste, but waved away her concern. "Oh, no, I'm fine!"

As she continued to speak, though, Hanatarou's eyes grew wide and he shook his head quickly. "N-no, I was happy I c-could, um, I mean you were so nice and I, ah, though I don't know why they wanted me to go, I mean I'm j-just. Er." The shinigami's hands tightened about the pack's strap again, nervously, as he caught his lower lip in his teeth to cut off the stream of babble before it became entirely incoherent.

[simpleastherain.livejournal.com]

"Um, thank you, anyway. It made me really happy." Orihime beamed at him, unperturbed by all the stuttering. She understood most of what he said. She thought. Kinda. Well ok, she understood the sentiment behind it.

She took another glance around the room. "Hanatarou-san, do you know what we're supposed to do here? I've never really been to a party before. Do we need to dance? This doesn't look like a dancing party. Maybe we should fish in the glitter fountain. I heard that's good luck. Or maybe you need to use a penny for that..."

[mitase.livejournal.com]

"I don't even know where we are," Hanatarou replied, blinking around the room as his attention was called back to his surroundings. There was music, but it didn't look like anyone else was really dancing, so even if he could dance he was rather reluctant to consider trying that. "Or, um, why. Though I'm not sure if there are fish in the fountain..." Just above it. A large, odd-looking fish that would probably scare away any lesser fish.

"B-but...isn't there supposed to be food at parties?" The healer finally pried one of his hands free of the pack to gesture vaguely in the general direction of the table, and its wide assortment of liquid refreshments but nothing solid. "If, um, well. With all this to drink and no food, p-people could get drunk really fast." Not him, of course. He'd behaved and only touched the non-alcoholic punch. But some people liked that kind of thing (and came to visit the 4th Division the next morning, too).

[simpleastherain.livejournal.com]

"You're right! We should go make some food for everyone so they don't get hungry. We can look for a kitchen, and if they don't have any food we'll use the fish from the fountain." It was unclear which fish she meant; the ones she thought might be swimming in the fountain or the one spewing glitter on top of it. Most likely both.

Orihime nodded sagely, approving of this new plan. A lot of people thought her taste was sort of weird but this was a weird party, so that would make the food very normal. "Come on, Hanatarou-san! We need to go on a magical kitchen adventure quest before people get really drunk and eat each other."

[mitase.livejournal.com]

Hanatarou's eyes grew wide at that idea - eat each other? He certainly hoped not! Although he really had no idea how long this party was supposed to last, and people would end up getting hungry eventually, wouldn't they? Finding something to eat sounded like a worthy endeavor.

"I, um, didn't see any fish in the fountain earlier," the healer offered, with a brief glance toward the glitter-filled basin. The only living thing he'd seen in there, in fact, had been the person he'd inadvertently pushed into it. "B-but. Er. Maybe one of those doors leads to a kitchen? We could try that..."

[simpleastherain.livejournal.com]

"Good idea." Orhime nodded again. It was all coming together now.

It was sort of nice to be a little silly with someone from the Soul Society again. It made her feel normal, even if it was a magical kitchen adventure. She took Hanatarou's hand - gently, so he could escape if he wanted to at all - and started leading them towards the closest door. "What do you want to make once we find the kitchen?"