october: free for all | ❝ lurking in the shadows ❞

[quickfingers]

WHO: EVERYONE? Anyone. (And Peter.)
WHERE: X-Fam House, Nonah.
WHEN: Friday the 13th!
WHAT: Giant ass Halloween party. On Friday the 13th. YOU ARE ALL INVITED.
WARNINGS: tbd, probably some disaster.
NOTES: So this party's invites are pretty scattered so if you have CR with Peter, you can feel free to assume you've been invited (if he hasn't literally ic inboxed you) or found an invite/ heard about the party from anyone else and are still welcome to have fun! Feel free to plurk me (valleyheart) if you have questions but aside from Peter's top level, it's free game to do what you want!



The Invitations

[If you're a friend of Peter you might've been invited personally, but even so you might find one of these bad boys slipped your way, in your mail or taped to the inside of your next pizza order leading up to the 13th. On the back of the invitation is a hand scrawled address in Nonah, the home of Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr - if you're familiar, you're familiar. If not, doesn't matter, 'cause it's Peter's disastrous party about to go down and you're still welcome.]

The House

[The party takes place at the "X-Fam" house in Nonah, which some of you may remember hosted a bbq not too long ago. Yeah, the place where Erik and Charles live - not that this party's sponsored by them in any shape, way or form. In fact it's more of a "while the cat's away, the mice will play" type scenario because asking permission to hold a killer party is not something Peter did.

He was responsible enough however to use caution tape to cross off the doors of the bedrooms in the house, preserving the privacy of his housemates to a degree. The other rooms aren't off limits and neither is the backyard, all of which are decorated festively for the occasion. Cobwebs litter corners and hallways, weaving through the banister rails complete with fake spiders nestled in them. The curtains are somber, as a variety of stick on decals are covering windows and mirrors alike. Decorations sit on mantles and door frames, with each window sill featuring a lit candle or something equally spooky.

The backyard is lit by dim orange lights, featuring seating and open night air for those who wish to get out of a hot, loud house and admire the stars. Just mind the witch legs and don't litter cigarette butts everywhere, alright?

The door's open and a variety of tunes are playing, audible from the street.]

The Party

[So you were invited (or not,) and you found your way to the right house. The lights are dimmed and the music's loud, so come in and get a drink from the fridge or the creative yet nerdy 'keg'. Peter's no Martha Stewart nor is Wanda really in a mood to make a lot of cute treats so you'll have to put up with standard party fair: potato chips, pretzels, a huge stack of pizzas and a few large bowls of candy corn. That shit is everywhere, there's no escaping it. You need ice? Just don't choke on the critters.

Rooms not cordoned off are yours to wander and get wasted in, same with the stretch of grass in the back yard. Wander with your goblets of definitely spiked punch and a handful of candy corn. Because if you're not eating it then you suck.

At some point there will be a cake pulled out because Peter's drowning in sisters and Lorna's birthday is this month. Clearly the thing to do is to (monster) mash it in to the Halloween celebrations with a creepy cake. Say a spooky happy birthday to the girl with green hair when you get the chance.]

Comments

[heisenbitch]

[ That nose flick makes Jesse jerk his head back. ]

So, take 'em off so I don't have to drag your drunk, hobbled ass out to my car, or are you too drunk to think that far ahead?

[shadowglitter]

Oh, yeah. I guess I am. Ahahaha...

[ he hangs his head a little. dumb thing to say, odin. you're being dumb in front of a pretty girl, odin! ]

I'm having a lot of fun, honestly. It's a complicated feeling, because things aren't-- things aren't easy, back home, and I spend a lot of time wondering if I deserve the relative peace I've found here? But I've never been one to dwell in the past, except for I guess all the times that I dwell in the past. So. I'm just having fun and taking every day as it comes.

[magneticxman]

I will never say no to that.

[She hasn't forgotten all the things she drinks to forget, yet.]

[quickfingers]

Alright, I'll grab us something something. [And he will, while making commentary on the extraordinary amount of cake still waiting to be eaten.]

[ghoulking]

Even when you have alcohol? That's usually the one thing that cheers everyone up. [ somewhat. kaneki never got drunk in his life, so he doesn't know how it actually feels ]

[heisenbitch]

[ Wry, humourless look thrown over at Kaneki. ]

Sure. If you can get drunk.

[ghoulking]

You still can't get drunk? [ jesse had healing powers before - but kaneki doesn't know if he still has them ]

[ghoulking]

[ he can't drink or eat, but ]

Nah, it's fine. I'll stick to water instead of being picky. Who makes coffee in the middle of a party anyway? [ that would just be weird, right ]

[magneticxman]

Don't worry, I'll take home some of it to give to the nerds I work with on Monday.

[She accepts her drink and takes a long swallow.]

[d33tached]

Yes, well. [He makes a face, gives Jesse a somewhat dismissive wave. He has a point. D33's said it before and he'll say it again - it may as well be his mantra:] Yes, it could always be worse.

Much worse than...that.

[He wrinkles his nose again as he glances toward the cigarette, then goes back to his drink - it's not exactly pleasant either, but at least it gets you--

[Hey, speaking of which.]

Those cigarettes. Are they...similarly intoxicating? [He holds the beer up, then considers the question.] They seemed to be quite coveted underground, though not particularly hindering.

[He definitely doesn't realize how much he just revealed about himself with that line.]

[d33tached]

Yes, well.

[D33 stops there. Funny how he doesn't really have anything to say to that, isn't it? He'll blame it on the alcohol, but the truth of the matter is, D33's concept of fun is so weak, that he doesn't really have any room to argue what Peter's said - and he knows it. He would never admit that, of course - a fool is a fool and he's intent not to be made one. Let this foolish man make a spectacle of himself if he wants, D33 thinks (plenty bitterly).]

I suppose I will leave you to it, then.

[quickfingers]

Rouuuugh, but alright. I'll still see you again, this house is big but it ain't that big. [And Peter is already making plans to come back and get this boa on you at least once tonight, no matter what it takes to do it.]

[divaricate]

[She tilts her head slightly for a moment.]

Same shit different day? Or something like that.

[She drinks about half the liquid in the cup in one go.]

You?

[divaricate]

"Oh. Huh. Does it... do anything?" The armor, she means. Maybe it's like the stuff Tony had in her world. Well, and here too. Different Tony same tricks. "I'm Wanda." She introduces herself as an aside.

Re: >> nsfw-ish.

[divaricate]

"I didn't say I was that seriously annoyed." Is all she gets out in response to that before she's kissing back just as much again.

It probably is. But does she care? Nope. Not really. Either he'll have to care or someone else will have to, because it's not going to be her.

[showshismetal]

"Uhm, no? I mean I could take it off and make it walk around, but I'm not wearing anything underneath."

Which doesn't bother him, but he knew others had issues. Alphonse has no nudity taboo.

"Hi, Wanda!" He smiles at her.

>> nsfw-ish.

[monsterdoc]

Bruce finally breaks for breath and grins, one hand sliding under her shirt. "Care to take this to a private room? I don't see any good furniture in here to bend you over."

What, he is honest, at least!

[divaricate]

"Well, that counts as something I guess, right, if you can make it move and not be in it?" It counts enough for her, so hey. "You should totally add a jet pack to it so you can fly in it." Flying is awesome.

[showshismetal]

Al nods. "I thought so."

Her suggestion makes him grin. "I could do that! If I had the money and the design. I could assemble it." He nods.

"Flying sounds like fun."

[divaricate]

She levitates herself up a couple of inches off the ground and spins around before landing again. "Flying is fun. I recommend it. That could even be a new goal for you."

[showshismetal]

He watches her with delight. "That is so cool! I will definitely work on that!"

He wanted to fly now, yes.

>> nsfw-ish.

[divaricate]

[ooc | moved this to a thread here! ]

[divaricate]

"There are a few imPort people around you can probably talk to about it. I'm not an engineer or whatever. But that's why the network and posting on it is so useful. Or can be when people aren't shitposting." Which she has done before. Oops??

[showshismetal]

"I will." He smiles at her. Then blinks. "Shitposting is... bad stuff?" He has no idea what that is, Wanda. *Internet is new to me."

[divaricate]

"More like useless posts that might have some humor or just plain stupid humor in them. Possibly with sparkly blinking text included. Caps lock on. Stuff that's really over the top like that." She nods slowly.