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balance_logs2019-10-27 10:50 pm
bu773rfly) wrote in balance_logs2019-10-27 10:50 pm
Entry tags:
- ace attorney: franziska von karma,
- ace attorney: mia fey,
- danganronpa: kaede akamatsu,
- digimon: erika mishima,
- doki doki literature club: natsuki,
- doki doki literature club: sayori,
- final destination: alex browning,
- good omens: aziraphale,
- jjba: guido mista,
- persona: minato arisato,
- steven universe: rose quartz,
- the good place: michael
boo
Who: All troublemakers and part-time ghouls [that means open]
Where: The movie room, then the Quad
When: The very night of Halloween!
What: Get SPOOKY, get SLEEPY, get STUPID, it's a sleepover costume party.
Content Warning: none for the post; byocw (bring your own content warnings)
[It starts a few nights before, with a network post.]
10.27.xx 19:28:16 un:hudie
20:00....Halloween night...the movie room...
You'd better be there. You'd better be in costume.
10.27.xx 19:29:43 un:akapassionista
I can't wait to see everyone's Halloween costumes!! ♪♪(o*゜∇゜)o～♪♪
[You'd better. Because it's a party!
Kaede and Erika have dressed the room up for the spookiest night of the year. It's nothing professional - lights dimmed, music playing, store-bought balloons with jack-o-lantern faces on them, paper cutouts in pumpkin and ghost shapes stuck to the wall. A "bat" is fluttering around, but if you squint, it's actually just Erika's familiar with black paper stuck to her wings. There's some kind of plastic tub in the corner full of water and...apples? Is it supposed to be bobbing for apples? All in all, it has some kind of DIY charm to it all.
Of course, everyone's actually here for the refreshments, and there's plenty of those. Some Bender specials, mostly the non-enchanted fare, but you might find a couple of the milder curses and blessings on the table. Bowls of popcorn and chips and every other genre of snack food you can scrounge up at Fantasy Costco. Candy galore. A modest assortment of Faerunian treats familiar from missions. Paper cups and plates and napkins. Soda bottles and a water pitcher and a few big bowls of punch. (One is labeled "alcoholic". Be ye ware.)
And by the way, costumes really are mandatory. There's a sign out front saying so. If you came unprepared, there's a bin of costume components outside to choose from, capes and headbands and masks and whatnot, but they might not coordinate well. If you think you're getting in without making an effort, Kaede and Erika (themselves dressed in bargain bin warlock and bard kit, respectively) are ready and waiting to chase you down and apply whatever degree of force or Sleep they need to correct the issue, with costume accessories and water-resistant face paint in hand.
About two hours into things, the two get everyone's attention and move the party outside to the Quad. Out there they've got a campfire going, picnic blankets spread out for sitting on, ingredients for s'mores laid out, and...pumpkins! And tools for carving or painting them. A sign out by the campfire announces a contest for the best decorated pumpkins, but nobody ever comes along to apply judging standards, so everyone's just free to show off their creation.
Things wind down a little after midnight. You can head on home...or just sleep out here, between blankets under the stars. It's that cozy kind of night.]
Where: The movie room, then the Quad
When: The very night of Halloween!
What: Get SPOOKY, get SLEEPY, get STUPID, it's a sleepover costume party.
Content Warning: none for the post; byocw (bring your own content warnings)
[It starts a few nights before, with a network post.]
10.27.xx 19:28:16 un:hudie
20:00....Halloween night...the movie room...
You'd better be there. You'd better be in costume.
10.27.xx 19:29:43 un:akapassionista
I can't wait to see everyone's Halloween costumes!! ♪♪(o*゜∇゜)o～♪♪
[You'd better. Because it's a party!
Kaede and Erika have dressed the room up for the spookiest night of the year. It's nothing professional - lights dimmed, music playing, store-bought balloons with jack-o-lantern faces on them, paper cutouts in pumpkin and ghost shapes stuck to the wall. A "bat" is fluttering around, but if you squint, it's actually just Erika's familiar with black paper stuck to her wings. There's some kind of plastic tub in the corner full of water and...apples? Is it supposed to be bobbing for apples? All in all, it has some kind of DIY charm to it all.
Of course, everyone's actually here for the refreshments, and there's plenty of those. Some Bender specials, mostly the non-enchanted fare, but you might find a couple of the milder curses and blessings on the table. Bowls of popcorn and chips and every other genre of snack food you can scrounge up at Fantasy Costco. Candy galore. A modest assortment of Faerunian treats familiar from missions. Paper cups and plates and napkins. Soda bottles and a water pitcher and a few big bowls of punch. (One is labeled "alcoholic". Be ye ware.)
And by the way, costumes really are mandatory. There's a sign out front saying so. If you came unprepared, there's a bin of costume components outside to choose from, capes and headbands and masks and whatnot, but they might not coordinate well. If you think you're getting in without making an effort, Kaede and Erika (themselves dressed in bargain bin warlock and bard kit, respectively) are ready and waiting to chase you down and apply whatever degree of force or Sleep they need to correct the issue, with costume accessories and water-resistant face paint in hand.
About two hours into things, the two get everyone's attention and move the party outside to the Quad. Out there they've got a campfire going, picnic blankets spread out for sitting on, ingredients for s'mores laid out, and...pumpkins! And tools for carving or painting them. A sign out by the campfire announces a contest for the best decorated pumpkins, but nobody ever comes along to apply judging standards, so everyone's just free to show off their creation.
Things wind down a little after midnight. You can head on home...or just sleep out here, between blankets under the stars. It's that cozy kind of night.]
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She sure does have moths, man. Thus acknowledged, a bunch of them land on his left shoulder, a strange ethereal sheet clinging with an inquisitive weight, like a hand on his sleeve. Erika straightens up, breathing in like she's winding up to reply.]
Butterflies, [she explains slowly and clearly,] and they handle themselves. Here. Look at this.
[Erika will not be denied, even if she nearly trips trying to round Minato to grab the wrist she's after. Small obstacles. Grabs his wrist, turns his hand up, puts her other one down over it whether he spreads his fingers or not because that's completely irrelevant to what she's demonstrating here.
Her free hand turns completely into butterflies. There is still, somehow, the presence of a hand there, but it would be impossible to distinguish the hand from the Many Butterflies normally, and the alcohol currently at play is probably not helping with that.]
They can just go outside when they need to because they have wings.
[Makes sense right???]
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He stands just as he was when the butterflies land on him and doesn't move away from (or help with) her fumbling wrist grab either. He watches her take his wrist like she's picking up some previously unnoticed item from the ground. Then fwoosh! Butterflies are leaking out of her hand. Kind of a strange manifestation of emotions. ]
... I don't have those.
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I lost the radio chan-, uh, frequency they came from, but I'll keep you in mind if it comes back.
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[ That probably makes sense. There's so many other worlds out there. Who knows what is and isn't possible.
He probably wouldn't have many though. ]
They're nice.
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It takes a moment longer for Minato to realize she's patting his hand. When he does, he'll stare at it happening. Being drunk makes the sensation kind of strange. A bit more nonexistent. ]
A brain explosion would be messy.
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Erika continues to pat his hand for a few seconds, but watching his eyes gives her some kind of idea; she reaches up for his other hand, plucks the empty cup from it, and guides it down to replace her own. Here dude just pet your own hand see that's one less thing I have to take care of around here, god.]
There's some blood. [But otherwise...not....really messy. Not, like. Physically messy at least. People are messier by default. Life is messy.] The messy part is telling people about it. All the - explaining. And feeling bad. And trying not to. There's good messy and bad messy. Blood is just normal messy. That's three kinds of- whatever.