[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

ARRIVALS

[drama8om8]

[ Give the birthday boy his gift! Talk to Mrs. Hunter! Marvel at the majesty that is the entryway of Alan's house! THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS. ]

PARTY SHENANIGANS

[drama8om8]

[ As well as the buffet table and the music (provided courtesy of a cd player with a worn Batterman sticker on it), the basement offers other luxuries. Like beanbag chairs. Lots of beanbag chairs. Octavia also brought half her loot pile for anyone who would like to roll in it - what more could anyone ask for? ]

SPIN THE BOTTLE

[drama8om8]

[ What would a sweet sixteen party be without the time-honoured staple of spin the bottle? TERRIBLE IS WHAT. Or at least less hormone-driven. Whatever. Brace for snogs, ladies and gentlemen. Unless you're a gross ancient grown-up adult. This game is not for you. ]

((OOC: It's probably simplest to do this meme-style and put up a subthread here for your own character, then tag each other. Godspeed, kids. Godspeed.))

[wirsinddiejager]

[Mrs. Hunter is here to let you in, all smiles and welcomes. She's very curious to meet all of Alan's superhero network friends, so feel free to introduce yourself!]

Tavia

[drama8om8]

Alan

[wirsinddiejager]

[shortspoken]

[ After dodging her way past Mrs. Hunter by being extraordinarily uninteresting and incommunicative - HER TRUE SUPERPOWER - Ellie heads straight for Alan. Because what is mingling? Other than FOR LOSERS. ]

Happy birthday.

[ And she hands him... a plastic bag. Wrapping gifts is also for losers. At least the contents are pretty awesome - it's the survey corps cloak she echoed back a while ago. GOLLY. ]

[not_good_not_wicked]

[Despite recent developments, Marisa is in high spirits. She arrives relatively early, and hunts down Alan to pass on his gift.]

Hi. Happy birthday!

[Marisa's present is wrapped in Christmas paper, because that is all she had around her house, and is clearly a comic book of some kind, by size and shape.

It IS a comic book, as it turns out. A copy of one of the less well known DC/Marvel crossovers: Wasp-Boy Vs. Batterman! The title misleading, they don't actually fight. They square up to fight, but then realize that they are both good guys and that there's a bigger threat. The two team up, despite not liking the other's total lack of sense of humor/unprofessional attitude to take down some weird original villain who is spreading a super drug through New York. In the end, they save the day, come to an understand of each other, and shake hands before getting sucked back to their original universes.]

Marisa

[not_good_not_wicked]

[How did she get talked into playing this again?]

[wirsinddiejager]

[Whoa Ellie, he did not expect to see you here.]

Thanks.

[Judging by the way his face lights up when he takes out the cape, it is very much appreciated.]

I thought past you wasn't with the Survey Corps, though. How'd you get this?

[not_good_not_wicked]

[Okay so a while ago when Tavia said rolling around in gold was super comfortable, Marisa was suspicious.

But here it is, a big pile of space riches. It's not like opportunities like this come along every day.]

Holy shit this IS comfortable!

[shortspoken]

Echo.

[ DUH. ]

Didn't get any context. Just the cloak. And I thought you'd get more use out of it than me. [ ... ] Plus, it was free.

[ Wow. WOWOWOWOWWW. ]

[drama8om8]

[ Guess who's good at popping up unexpectedly from behind piles of things? THIS DOUCHE. ]

You should try sleeping on it.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Can a borrow some of it to try?

[Don't say yes if you ever want it back.]

[drama8om8]

Sure! Meaning no.

Fuck no.

Hell no.

All the no.

[ SORRY MARISA BUT NOBODY IS THAT GULLIBLE ]

[not_good_not_wicked]

...Can I get a respin?

[not_good_not_wicked]

I'll just have to imagine it, then.

[Darn.]

[charcoalfeather]

[SURPRISINGLY, someone has actually managed to spruce themselves up a little and come down to the party. Time to be not social once again!]

Hi! I made it. [Snifflecough. Here, have a decorative envelope containing what amounts to roughly three hundred dollars.

It's not like she knew what to get you. At least she tried.]

[drama8om8]

It might be for the best. If you don't want me to turn you super gay.

[drama8om8]

[ SIGH.......................... ]

You can take one coin. And put it on your mattress or something. Happy Alanday.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Yup, that is definitely what I was worried about.

[not_good_not_wicked]

I expect untold wonders of dreamland tonight.

Rakka

[charcoalfeather]

[Why is she even doing this.

Does the universe hate her? It hates her, doesn't it?]

[drama8om8]

Duh! It is totally understandable that you would be scared. I'd be scared to mack on me. Sometimes I look in the mirror and can actually feel myself turning slightly lesbian. It's terrible.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Yes, just being in the same room as you is a constant struggle to not give in and rip my shirt off.