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

REGGIE MANTLE ( + Archie Andrews ) | ota

[bragnificent]

▸ ARRIVAL, MINGLING, DRINKS | with archie

[ An hour late, Reggie the robber and Archie the cop finally arrive, handcuffed together for what'll turn out to be the duration of the night. Who knew fake cuffs and real cuffs could look so similar, right?

But anyone who's known either of them for longer than a day knows that Archie, and especially Reggie, can be the masters of taking things in stride. Reggie doesn't care who's party it is or who invited them (or rather, invited Archie, Reggie's only there as a technical Plus One), he'll still put in his best effort to be the life of it.

Naturally, he familiarizes himself with the keg, but Reggie will also be taking advantage of the handcuff situation to drag Archie around the party at his own whims; Archie talking to someone else for too long? Reggie might suddenly decide he needs a drink refill and yank Archie away. Reggie feels like cranking the music up? Guess who's getting pulled along for the ride, and perhaps a bit of a drunken bump & grind as well. Or the two of them might be found later in the evening, somewhat energy crashed, having to share a singularly available open seat with Reggie awkwardly draped in Archie's lap. Poor Archie's legs. ]

▸ GETTING INTO CHARACTER | without archie

[ But joint-at-the-hip (well, the wrist) as Reggie and Archie may be, that's not to say there aren't moments where they can be caught on their own. Periodically the two of them might face apart, arms stretched out behind/between them so they can briefly busy themselves with separate conversations or even separate activities, because even bros as tight as them need a break from each other occasionally. Another obvious opportunity is catching Reggie while Archie's in the bathroom, leaving Reggie to have to awkwardly linger in the hallway, or maybe Archie's just the first one to pass out for a short booze nap.

Either way, don't be too surprised if at some point in the night Reggie steals your drink cup from you--]

Yoink.

[ --To take a generous sip from it before handing it back, with a wink. ]

Hey, thanks! Damn though, that shit taste watered down to you?

( OOC: First prompt gets you Archie and Reggie both, second prompt is if you want your character to catch Reggie on his own; however, if you'd like a solo Reggie thread for the first prompt or for Archie to interrupt at some point in the second prompt, just specify! Whatever works! )

Re: REGGIE MANTLE ( + Archie Andrews ) | ota

[pigmypouter]

[Blue isn't even lingering long, just making her way from one end of the party to another when her beer is unceremoniously yanked from her hand. The culprit is exactly what you'd expect him to be, but committing to the whole costume ain't cute when you're faced with a five foot tall girl who's seriously considering committing to her costume too.

Her costume is deadly Amazon queen. Just FYI.]

Well.

[She takes her cup back, but stares him down mercilessly.]

Was that absolutely necessary?

[bragnificent]

Uh, yeah.

[ Reggie raises an eyebrow behind his robber mask and, after giving her a slow and appraising lookover, he gestures to his indisposed (in whatever way that may be) better half. ]

I mean I am trapped here for the moment, as you could probably tell-- so I got thirsty. [ And when isn't he thirsty? ] Niiiice costume, by the way. Who are you supposed to be, Xena?