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

[halloflamer]

[If Blue sees the eyeroll at all, he either doesn't care or doesn't comment on it. His grins just gets shittier when D33 clearly almost says my boyfriend, taking a sip from his drink with a knowing smirk. Ahuh. Uh-huh.]

[And then he chokes on his drink.] That was him!?

[He coughs a little- ow, beer down the wrong pipe burns- eyes watering even as he breaks out into giggles.] Hahaha, well, he makes just as good a girlfriend, don't he!? Hahahaha! Lucky you!

[d33tached]

Is that supposed to be some sort of joke?

[His glare is just as heavy as it would be sober, the only difference being that this one just screams, 'What did you just say about my boyfriend?' At least he isn't saying it out loud yet.]

Clearly the costume was convincing enough. Is that not the point of this wretched holiday?

[Actually, come to think of it, if anything this party has only made it even more confusing what the actual point of Halloween is - it's not even taking place on??? Halloween???]

[halloflamer]

Hah? Well, I guess. Or an excuse, anyway.

[Just what does he mean by that? Well. Maybe someone'll tell you when you're older, Deedee.]

[The glare rolls right off of Blue too, cuz he's too busy continuing to drink, then claps an arm over D33's shoulder.] Hey, don't ask me, I don't really get it either. Think they got this holiday 'n... some other regions, not mine. You havin' fun though? Party's good.

[He has booze, so really, that's all that matters.]

[d33tached]

[Luckily for Blue, D33 is just drunk enough to not break his fucking arm the second it thuds over his shoulders - he does give a rather comical jump, though, then shoots another glare Blue's way while he wriggles his way out from beneath the man's arm.]

Don't touch me. [No, really.

[He takes a generous step away from the other man, sips his drink, continues glaring stubbornly.]

The evening has been...tolerable, I suppose. There's...[holding up his cup, sloshing it around a bit] This.

[Alcohol, which. Normally D33 would say is a bad thing, but, tonight:] This helps. [Siiiiiiip.

[So, yeah. He's having a pretty good time, all things considered.]

[halloflamer]

[Equally comically, Blue almost falls over when D33 jumps out from under him, stumbling and glancing up to stare at him. But the look of surprise is quickly remedied with amusement, Blue just laughing and sipping his drink.]

Sheesh, alright! Touchy-touchy. Or maybe not, haha... [Sip sip]

[He glances to D33's cup, scoffing.] Y'finally learned how to have some fun, huh? Good! Now you can come out and party with me, right? Let's go to some clubs sometime! And bring your... boy...girlfriend too, haha.

[d33tached]

[Definitely not touchy, Blue.

[D33's eyes narrow as he stares at Blue over the rim of his cup. Again with this "club" nonsense.]

Kaneki is man. [D33 doesn't associate with women, Blue.] And he's not--

[There's an awkward - very awkward - pause while D33 sips his drink, and then:]

He's a man.

I have no interest in visiting any clubs with you.

Where is your dog?

[halloflamer]

Uh, yeah. I got that part. [Blue gives an obnoxious snort and eyeroll, even though his grin never leaves him; it's not like he ever begrudges the curt replies he gets.] Your boyfriend.

[Anyway, Arcanine--] Hanging out with Maxie's Camerupt. Y'met him? One'a Archie's buds or frenemies or boyfriends or something, I don't know. Whatever, y'wanna see his costume? C'mon, let's go find them.

[Probably all of that came out in the same drunken, slurred breath, and then Blue is glancing around the crowd and stumbling off, calling after Arcanine. Well, aren't you coming, D33?]

[d33tached]

[D33's not quite at stumbling, but-- Jk, that's just what he'd like you to think. He sounds just as drunken when simply says:] Frenemies?

[Why is Blue walking so fast? And where are they going again?]

Ah. I'd forgotten Maxie was from your world. [Begrudge the thought that anyone so refined might be associated with Blue Oak.]

[halloflamer]

[Blue turns to give D33 a weird look, almost stumbling over someone in the process, but then shrugs.] Means they're really friends, even though they're in a fight or whatever. I don't know. Ask them about their Teams. I don't mess with that Hoenn drama.

[And they haven't messed with his- and he'd like to keep it that way. Anyway, wherever Blue was shuffling off to, he barks a laugh at the distaste in D33's tone.] Why, cuz he's so lame compared to me? I know. My team is way stronger-- oh, there they are! Yo, Arcanine!

[Blue calls to the enormous dog parked sitting in a corner by the patio- even when he was laying down, Arcanine was hard to miss, still several feet tall; next to him Camerupt was parked too, little wings poking out of his back volcanoes and a halo bobbling over his head. He makes a peaceful, low rumbling sound in greeting as Blue approaches. Arcanine had Blue's shades perched on the bridge of his snout and the fur on his head was spiked much like his trainer's.]

[Because, of course, his costume was his trainer.] Ark ark! [Hi there, D33!]

[d33tached]

[Oh, no. Arcanine, what have they done to you? D33, of course, looks entirely unamused by the dog's current appearance, shooting an irritated look Blue's way before placing a hand on Arcanine's back-- Well, and then he can't help but pet him a little bit, of course. He is pretty drunk, after all, and you know how it goes when someone brings their dog over to a house full of drunk idiots.]

He looks ridiculous. [Still glaring at Blue, not considering the fact that that might insult Arcanine as well.]

[halloflamer]

[Arcanine happily leans into the pats, not at all bothered by D33's glaring and complaints. Well, about as unbothered as Blue, who just laughs.] He looks cool. Yanno why, right?

[Grin. Grin. You know, right D33!? Well Blue is gonna tell you anyway.] Cuz he's me! Hahahaha!

[Arcanine barks again, wagging happily. His costume is great, D33!!]

[d33tached]

Yes, I gathered that.

[Looking just about as dry and unamused as ever. He's also drunk enough to give an exaggerated eye roll. But he's still gonna pet Arcanine. It's not the dog's fault that his owner is a disgrace.]

Hence my earlier statement.

[halloflamer]

[Whatever D33, whatever, your sour-Skitty face can't bring down this drunk ass partyboy. He reaches over to ruffle Arcanine's fur, then reaches over to fix some of his spikes up. Blue with imperfect spikes? Never.] Heheheh, doesn't he look great!? I'm a genius.

Ah, it was partly his idea, though. Right, boy!?

[Arcanine boofs! He's a genius, too, D33!]

[d33tached]

Ah, I see. Did he tell you that himself?

[Somebody doesn't know your best friend can talk to Pokémon.]

[halloflamer]

Huh?? No, he had Red tell me.

...You didn't know? My pal Red can talk to Pokémon. Animals, too. [Sips his ...whatever booze is in his cup, he didn't pay attention.]

[d33tached]

[D33 raises an eyebrow. Jealous???]

Is that so?

They speak back to him?

[halloflamer]

[You're not the only jealous one, D33.]

Um, yeah. Obviously.

So, like. Anytime my team wants to tell me somethin' they just have him tell me. It works out pretty great.

Why, you got somethin' you want him to ask? Didn't know you had animals.

[d33tached]

I don't.

[Wait. Just kidding. He totally does and he totally wants to ask Tommy a question now.]

I wasn't aware that animals possessed the necessary intelligence to uphold a conversation.

[halloflamer]

Oh. [Blue pfts quietly, but shrugs.]

Red says they're different, sometimes. Um... he can't talk properly to fish or bugs, really. Bunnies only think about food or predators...

Dogs and cats talk, though. Probably other big animals, he works at the zoo so he talks to all sorts of animals these days. Y'could go visit.

[d33tached]

A zoo?

[D33 continues to know nothing about anything.]

[halloflamer]

[Stares at.]

...You really never....

Whatever, it's full of Poké-- well, animals, here. Usually ones not local or common wherever the zoo is, so people can learn about ones in other regions.

...Y'seriously never been? You should go, really.

[d33tached]

No, I haven't.

[Though, he does have to admit, that does sound rather fascinating...]

I don't believe such a thing existed in my world.

[Probably not true, but he's too drunk to get into the specifics - also, he probably wouldn't anyway.]

Where is this "zoo" located?

[halloflamer]

[Blue tilts his head. Well, whatever weird world D33 came from, who was he to question it?]

[He digs into his backpack and pulls out a little postcard he'd gotten at the zoo, with the address and hours on it.] Here, you can have this. This's for the De Chima zoo, anyway, where Red works. There's zoos in lotsa cities, I think.

He'll probably have Pikachu with 'im, so you can pick him out easy. Wears a stupid red baseball cap-- [He mimes Red's typical hat-tug.] Say hi if ya see 'im!

[d33tached]

[D33 hesitates for a moment-- Come on, dude, it's just a postcard. He accepts it, turns it over a few times in his hands, then folds it and slips it into his pocket, drunkenly nodding.]

Very well, then.

Perhaps I will.