[OPEN] It's party time!

[drama8om8]

Who: Alan, Octavia and ALL THE PARTY GUESTS. ALL OF THEM.
When: Today, 8pm onwards
Where: The basement of Casa Del Hunter
What: PARTYIN PARTYIN YEAH
Warnings: Tomfoolery.



[ AWW YEAH IT'S PARTY TIME. Alan's house is fairly unassuming from the outside - only a lone balloon with a "16" printed on it betrays the fact there's a party going on. All invitees will be let into the house by Alan's mom and directed towards the basement.

Which is considerably more festive. There are twinkly lights everywhere, an overabundance of balloons and party decorations, and a hell of a lot of glitter. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that this is Octavia's work. It all looks very nice, if overly girly - with that, the table laid with a selection of party food and the music that's playing there's the makings of a decent party here!

Except booze. No booze. Not with Alan's mom on the case. ]

((OOC: wait a second while I set up subthreads ok good DONE, GO NUTS))

Comments

[hawaiianheir]

[OH HELL NO. THAT'S IT, PLAYTIME'S OVER.]

Really, you think? [He scoops off the frosting on his blazer and samples it, hrming slightly.] I dunno, I think it's pretty good. It's not that sweet.

[Alright, Ellie. It's time for him to get serious, as he takes his frosting cover fingers and

boops

your

nose,

covering it with frosting in the process.]

Then again, you don't seem the type to enjoy sweet things.

[He's not even going to try and hide that little shitty grin. WHATCHA GONNA DO, ELLIE!?]

[shortspoken]

[ Boop de doop.

Last time someone booped her nose, she leapt over a table and chased them out of the building. This time, there is no table. No need for dramatics. ]

You shouldn't touch people without their permission.

[ Staaaare. ]

It's impolite.

[ Much like AIMING A LOW KICK AT SOMEONE'S ANKLES, ANNIE-STYLE. ]

[hawaiianheir]

[AW SONUVABITCH, DOWN HE GOES. But at least he goes down with a minimal of screaming and just a small but sizable thud. Well, that'll smart in the morning.]

Oof. Alright, fine, I'm sorry.

The least you can do then is help me up.

[And then he's grabbing your wrist and swinging his weight to yank you down. Maybe onto the floor? Maybe to smack into the table? All he knows is that he's not the only one going down this time.]

[shortspoken]

[ Mac. Mac, Mac, Mac. Even before echoing back all her past life training, Ellie had taken a bunch of self-defense classes. BITCH PLS.

She is brought down, but she twists reflexively and tucks in her arm to ensure that as she falls, her elbow is heading straight for Mac's gut. I HOPE YOU'RE QUICK WITH THOSE WINDY POWERS, BREEZE BOY. ]

[hawaiianheir]

[Oh shit that's right she's totally competent how could he forget.

Luckily, he's a lot better at turning around these situations since the warehouse break-in all those months ago. He tried to promise himself no power abuse while at the party, but with that elbow heading straight for his gut, he decides he can make a very special exception.

And it's with that line of those that you slam your elbow into nothing but air, blue wisps streaking out from underneath you and forming the familiar shape of that idiot asshole, grinning sheepishly.]

[dead_black_eyes]

If adults live here, which they do, it's probably somewhere. But I don't know if there's an acceptable way to ask Alan's mom where the liquor cabinet is.

[He tugs at the hairs on the back of his neck.]

If I'd known it was going to be like this, I might have brought a flask, not going to lie.

[dead_black_eyes]

Are you the host?

[L asks it pretty bluntly, nudging the wrapped gift toward Alan.

When and if he opens it, he will be treated to the sight of what is apparently a box of crayons.]

>:C

[gogoghostpowers]

Okay...okay, right.

[He leans in and puckers his lips, shutting his eyes tightly. Sorry Marina, but you will have to close the distance yourself.]

: )

[dragon_blossom]

[ SIGH she puckers her lips because this has to be on the lips that is how this game WORKS and she leans in and

lips touch for a few seconds, enough to count. And then she pulls away and makes an exaggerated gagging noise. ]

[gogoghostpowers]

Yeah. Right! R-right.

[Walter can probably smell his breath. It's kinda gross--hours old pizza.

Danny takes a moment to inhale, brace himself...and then gives Walter the quickest peck on the lips he can possibly manage. Unfortunately, at the speed he was trying to get it over with, it kind of ends up being a brief second of FULL-ON LIP MASHING.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[He opens his eyes just in time to see that.]

Gee, thanks.

[dragon_blossom]

[ She sticks her tongue out at him. That's it. That's the response. ]

[grannyfucker]

Why did you come then?

[He realizes the question might be a bit blunt, whoops. He has no idea what else to say to make it seem less so.]

[dead_black_eyes]

Tavia invited me. I didn't think it would be all kids. How old are you, anyway?

[gogoghostpowers]

I wasn't that bad, was I?

[grannyfucker]

Tw--twenty, why?

[dragon_blossom]

Tolerable if it wasn't for you know what.

[wirsinddiejager]

Yeah, I know. Never could find it myself.

[He leafs through one of the books, still way up in comic nerd heaven.]

Seriously, this is pretty much the best gift ever.

[waltharius]

[ He's... not sure what he's supposed to be doing as soon as the mashing ensues. What are the rules of this, exactly? Should he be kissing back??

Walter grabs onto Danny's arms for the entirety of the kiss. Partially out of shock, partially out of obligation to reciprocate, because he's pretty sure he's supposed to. Maybe. Probably? Oh god what is he even doing.

But then it's over. Still one of the longest seconds of his life. ]

There, that. [ Offering another awkward smile. ] Wasn't... bad at all.

[gogoghostpowers]

[GROAN]

What is it with you and ghosts anyway?

[gogoghostpowers]

Ah, heh, yeah. At--at least it's done with now.

[The way Danny is blushing (FROM EMBARRASSMENT, OKAY!!!) and looking away makes this look just like something out of a TV show with a screaming wild fanbase of teen girls who make eight thousand AMVs of this exact scene set to Cascada's Every Time We Touch or whatever the 2014 equivalent of that is.]

[dead_black_eyes]

I just wanted to know if you're actually in college or if I risk a felony by talking frankly to someone who only looks like they are.

[dragon_blossom]

Spooky creepy dead things that possess people. [ Like duh this is obvious. ]

[dirtdevil]

[ And after a brief, slightly awkward moment... ]

Look, I'm not good at shit like this. Now you can get whatever you want.

As long as it's $20.

[gogoghostpowers]

I'm not even spooky or creepy! Or dead, technically--right now, anyway.