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

[magmamia]

[maxie sighs, but this is fine. camerupt is amazing. he'll allow it.

camerupt makes another soft 'rupt,' clearly happy to see crobat. no one questions archie's balls. maxie glances around as camerupt tries to nibble on crobat's cape.]

Where are the drinks? I need one, immediately.

[h2no]

[archie pecs flex in annoyance. literally. they just fucking bounce.]

Fridge. I'm not gonna let ya go over the top, asshole. If I have to drag you home, it will not be pleasant.

[magmamia]

I already told you I don't overindulge. Don't worry so much, you're already grey enough, old man. [he waves archie off, aka he flaps a fucking sleeve at him because this stupid shark thing.]

Try not to cause a ruckus will you? [and he is off to drink and definitely not go over the top!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha]

[h2no]

[archie follows him because he hasn't managed to get lost in the crowd and not be present for the later prompts just yet. he leans against the counter in the kitchen, watching maxie with judgemental eyes.]

I should say the same for you.

[he ruffles camerupt's fuzz on its head, the slow ground type just about plodding into the kitchen.]

Drunk cryin' ain't good on anyone.

[magmamia]

[maxie just gives him A Look as he pours himself a generous glass of something decidedly alcoholic. who knows. apparently he wasn't particularly picky.]

You're worrying over nothing, and I've noticed you make a point of worrying as much as you can lately. You should worry more about yourself, you know.

[he crosses his arms, drink in hand, brow quirked.] Of course you won't, you're stubborn. You've always been stubborn.

[h2no]

Because I know what comin' off it fresh is like, ya rock-headed eejit!

[he throws his hands up in frustration. and yet, this kind of bickering makes him feel a little better because it's normal for them.]

Why'd ya think I ain't got a drink, huh? 'Cause it ain't the way to go!

[magmamia]

'Eejit.' [he mimics judgmentally because he's a jerk. he pointedly takes a sip of his drink, also because he's a jerk.]

I was unaware you didn't drink now. A wise choice, I suppose. [he sighs.] You're ridiculous, but well intentioned. It's fine, Archie. I hardly need a chaperone, go have fun. I plan on staying out of fun's way as best I can, thank you very much.

[h2no]

Not entirely straight edge, bro. I still drink sometimes and smoke up with Blue.

[because of course archie smokes weed like he's still some kind of college freshman.]

What, by makin' your own fun? I'm gonna be up your ass all night, Max, and not in the fun way.

[magmamia]

'Smoke up.' Honestly. [he rolls his eyes, more at the term than the smoking. he just expects that.] You mean that gremlin? The former champion?

[polite but is he wrong??]

Don't be crude- speaking of though, are things better with Matt now? [he takes another drink, if you're hanging with him it's Interrogation Time]

[h2no]

[he giggles immaturely at maxie's designation for blue.]

Yeah, that's about right. He got Exeggutor to grow the strain and imbue it with Psychic type spooky shit or whatever. Guess what it's called.

Max.

You have to guess.

[yes, he's avoiding the matt question.]

[magmamia]

You're avoiding my question. I guess that's a no. [he's just having this side of the conversation with himself.

dear god he can already tell this is going to be terrible. taking a drink. bracing.] Ignoring a former champion using his champion team to grow this... I don't know. I fear knowing.

... what's it called?

[h2no]

[archie still doesn't respond, which is, again, telling enough.]

Bayleef. An' I think Exeggutor just enjoys growin' stuff. It doesn't know what it is. Better than snorting Sleep Power or something, right?

[magmamia]

[he begrudgingly pats archie's arm.] He'll come around, he's mad for you and all.

[........... he pulls the hood down to protect his face from the silent, unimpressed but nonetheless laughter at that]

That's terrible and he should be ashamed.

[h2no]

What, Blue? Naw, we're already pals! I get it for free!

[oh yeah and archie is a dumbass.]

[magmamia]

I mean Matt! [have a Look.] Stop talking about drugs and tell me about this. I'm concerned, for you and him.

[taking a drink then sighing.] You cannot outstubborn me and you know it.

[well. they were both pretty fucking stubborn so.]

[h2no]

[with no more things to dodge it on, archie falls quiet, deeply uncomfortable.

eventually and quietly:] I don't know.

[magmamia]

[good job maxie, bringing the party mood down. he pins archie with a concerned look before finding a seat in the kitchen, setting his drink in front of him. camerupt huffs and cuddles up next to archie to take a little nap]

Assuming the problem has to do with... the incident, have you talked to him properly about it all yet?

[h2no]

[he doesn't even look at camerupt, which is telling. he turns and immediately digs through the fridge. stops. closes the door, crouches down to get to the freezer. pulls out a bottle of vodka, cracks it open, swigs out the bottle.

then he sits next to camerupt, leaning on it with his head on one of the volcanic mounds.]

Yes.

[magmamia]

[.... oh boy. maxie sighs, picks up his drink and takes a seat next to him.] You were literally just telling me not to drink, Archie. I thought you said you learned your lesson there.

[...] I can't speak for him but... the fact there's such drama at all is because there's strong feelings here. There's some comfort in that, isn't there?

[h2no]

[he ignores maxie, taking another long swig.]

...Or shocking lack of where there once was.

[it's gone. there's nothing between them anymore, only misery.]

[magmamia]

Honestly Archie, do you really believe that?

[have the most intense stare, answer him you lush and a half]

[h2no]

[he groans and burys his face in camerupt's fuzz. damn he wish he knew where crobat had got to.

muffled:] Dunno!

[magmamia]

Well think about it logically! He stayed with you, didn't he? In Team Aqua. And I don't know what's going on but I very much doubt it's as impossible as you think it is.

[drfhrdt WHY IS HE GIVING RELATIONSHIP TALKS THIS IS THE WORST] There's little I can say since you stubborn refuse to give me any details but I know you, you're punishing yourself, aren't you? Assuming the worst because you believe you deserve the worst.

[h2no]

I don't know. I can't tell anymore.

[hey?? maxie?? remember having a massive existential crisis after the shit???]

[magmamia]

[boy does he!!! aka he's having one all the time but whatever. he huffs.]

Then listen to me you buffoon. I know... I understand you won't believe you don't deserve punishment, it's not that simple, but don't unintentionally push Matt away as you grapple with this. He deserves your all. Talk to him. Please.