[open] Silent Night, Flashy Night

[catchacold]

WHO: Flash rogues, Flash heroes, people they invited, people just randomly coming by, YOU
WHERE: in James Jesse's barcade in Heropa with some threads perhaps set other places as the parties divide before or after or during
WHEN: 25th of December! Morning, day, evening, night! Maybe the 26th if the party goes really bad or if there's a hangover to whine about.
WHAT: CELEBRATING CHRISTMAS! (or just standing in the corner snarking and drinking in case of some people)
WARNINGS: none so far, unless you hate Christmas and the way James Jesse decorates... so, some warning

It's Christmas time!

In spite of whatever other obligations or pleasures everyone has planned, they still find the time to at least check in at the barcade to exchange presents or at least some one-liners. There is booze. Some people brought cookies. Some of them are slightly burned. Others are decorated in white and blue by someone who is too much of a perfectionist.

Let's all be merry! Jolly!

P.S.: If you want your food to serve anyone but Barry Allen, find a way to keep him from it.


[ooc: There will be several headers. Everyone can feel free to put in their own additional headers, otherwise just drop a starter under a header and hit up other people's starters!

The holidays are a busy time, which is why this log is going up so early, but it's also understandable if tags take a long time or threads end up getting dropped, but here is the time for shenanigans until then!]

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BEFORE THE BARCADE

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[Spending Christmas mornings at home and exchanging presents with actual loved ones before heading out to meet more annoying people? All alone and muttering "Humbug." under your breath? Preparing food, cookies, etc. for the Christmas party?

Just drop a starter here.]

AT THE BARCADE

[catchacold]

[What presents - if any - did your character bring? Who did they come with? Did they bring food? Embracing the Christmas spirit? Wearing a Christmas sweater? Antlers? Getting drunk on eggnog?

Standing in a corner pretending they don't know anyone?]

Leonard Snart | OTA

[catchacold]

[Surprise, surprise. Here is Leonard Snart. Standing in the corner and pretending he doesn't know anyone.

He's leaning against the wall, one foot propped up against it, one arm loosely around himself, sipping hot chocolate from a cup, which is the closest he is going to come to Christmas spirit, if he has any say.

Hey, he's brought cookies, he thinks that's more than enough.

It's not his fault. He is just too cool.]

[doitforthevibe]

[ At some point during the night, Cisco finds himself standing next to Leonard, sipping his own mug of cocoa. He holds it up in a toast. ]

Snart.

[catchacold]

Ramon.

[He lifts up his own mug and takes a sip, before moving the mug back down.]

Or were you about to add something to that speech?

[heliophilic]

[It had been a while since M had last run into Snart, so as soon as he sees him over in the corner propping up the wall, he of course has to go over and see him. After all, if there was anyone in the building whose body language was screaming "I want company," it was Lenny.

From what little I do know of Christmas traditions, I'd say you're doing this wrong.

[A shrug, and then M offers him a gingerbread man.]

[catchacold]

I'm Jewish. [Technically, anyway. He smiles however, reaching for that gingerbread man.] Also antisocial.

[But here he is anyway, now letting a gingerbread man dip his foot into his hot chocolate, that's pretty generous. He bites off the chocolate soaked gingerbread piece and looks at M.]

Donning your gay apparel?

[eloquentness]

[ Too cool for the Christmas sweaters and the antler headbands, huh? Iris can't say she blames him, considering she's chosen a simple red dress and black tights. She does, however, have reindeer antlers thanks to Barry or Mick or whoever left them in the barcade.

She raises an eyebrow as she stands beside him, taking a sip of her own hot cocoa. ]

You gonna stand like that all night?

[pyrogue]

[ Sometime later in the night, after Mick's had a few he comes up to Len, grinning and happy. His skin-causing-burns problem had faded just in time for Christmas, and so a somewhat tipsy Mick pulls out a mistletoe from... somewhere and holds it above them.

He winks. ]

Cisco Ramon | ota

[doitforthevibe]

[ Cisco arrives early to help decorate, with a bag full of gift cards in festive little boxes. Yeah, gift cards might be considered lame gifts, but at least each person's individual gift card is personalized to a store or venue they would like.

He hits up the eggnog, gets maybe a little tipsy and songs along with Feliz Navidad a little too loud, and in general has a really good time. ]

[heliophilic]

[It isn't until M spots Cisco across the room does he realize that it's the first time he's seen him since telling him about his relationship with the previous Cisco. It wasn't that he was avoiding the other man, but rather had wanted to give him time... and then had disappeared for a few months.

That said, as soon as he does notice him, his first instinct is to slip back into the crowd, but he fights it as he instead approaches him with a slight smile and a wave.]

Merry Christmas.

Iris West | OTA

[eloquentness]

[ Iris arrived with Barry - and about three to five minutes late, as per Flash punctuality. She does, however, bring gifts for everyone. Personalized ones would've been handed out before the party, but she's got extra homemade hot cocoa mixes and edible cookie dough mixes as thank-yous.

If there's a lull in conversation, she'll tap your shoulder lightly and give you a warm smile, ] Hey, Merry Christmas.

[ And if she's not mingling and having a generally fun time? Honestly, she's distracted by a gingerbread house. Call it a competitive streak or whatever, but girl is gonna decorate hers, and she is going to win any unofficial gingerbread house decorating contests.

Even if that means she's gonna slather her entire roof in coconut and focus a little too intensely on those gummi-cobblestone paths. ]

[heliophilic]

[M turns to see the enthusiastic gingerbread lady greeting him and smiles.]

Merry Christmas.

[A nod of his head in greeting.]

I don't think we've met. M. Friend of the rogues.

Hartley "Piper" Rathaway | OTA

[socialactivillain]

[ Piper's there before anyone else is, re-configuring the sound system in the bar. It's one part Christmas present to James, one part really not wanting to spend all night listening to the crappy speakers he originally had installed, but by the time party gets going, there's the crisp, high quality sound of a soft, classy holiday soundtrack playing, all controlled from a tablet behind the bar. It is, however, somewhat offset by the arcade machines bleeping and blorping in the back. Well, you can't win 'em all.

When the party is in full swing, Piper's enjoying some cookies, sipping some of what the bar menu is calling "Jingle Juice", and enjoying the music. For once, his outfit predominantly featuring the color green is festive, not a fashion crime, but he's tied his hair back with a little novelty holly hair tie, which is a little tacky... but at least only a little. A few presents under the unfortunately-decorated tree have his name on the "from" tag, and all of them include a note of donation in their name to different specific charities.

Also rolling around the bar is a chinchilla encased in a red and green plastic exercise ball, bumping into people's ankles. ]

[heliophilic]

[It's been far too long since M last saw Piper, so of course he makes a beeline for the redhead as soon as he notices him.]

The one night a year you aren't unironically tacky.

[M is similarly festive, only his outfit doesn't make babies cry.]

[doitforthevibe]

[ Cisco is there early too, helping decorate. He nods greetings at Piper when he comes in, then sets about his work. It's only when something small and round bumps into his leg in the middle of hanging some tinsel that Cisco notices the chinchilla. ]

What.

Mick ! ota !

[pyrogue]

[ Mick is wearing the biggest, fluffiest bright red and white sweater he could possibly find, and is wearing an equally fluffy Santa hat. He's got a cup of hot chocolate (with little marshmallows) and is in good spirits.

Proudly, holding up a tray of food: ]

I made devilled eggs!

[ Possibly more spicy devilled eggs than you'd be used to. On top of that he seems to have dyed them with neon green streaks. It's not very festive, but it is a joke nobody will probably get. ]

[socialactivillain]

Hey, Mick. You're looking festive.

[ Piper pointedly ignores the eggs. He knows better by now than to eat Mick's cooking, as he typically prefers it when his food doesn't try to hurt him. ]

[heliophilic]

[M takes one after they're offered. It is probably a good thing M hasn't reached Neron in his canon point.

So this is Mick Rory.]

Isn't Christmas more red than green?

Foggy Nelson | OTA

[cigarbribery]

[Foggy shows up to the party wearing a sweater with a design that looks like this, because what's Christmas without an ugly-ass Christmas sweater, right? Anyway, his is the best. His has dinosaurs, let's see if anyone else brought their ugly sweater game to this party.

He also happens to have a bag full of bagels and some fruitcake, bought off a bakery somewhere in Maurtia Falls where Foggy's managed to shamelessly charm the manager and the cashier into giving him a discount. The fruitcake, he deposits on the table, with no earthly clue that Barry Allen is around and will probably inhale all of it once his back is turned. He's only brought gifts for one person, though, because Piper's really the only person he knows at this party.

Which he should absolutely fix.

So with the help of some eggnog (some really good eggnog, he'll be making so many return trips), he starts chatting up some of the people around. Like you, perhaps.]

Hey, Merry Christmas! [A little chuckle.] Man, this Christmas is a little warmer than it was in New York.

[socialactivillain]

Foggy! Hey, glad you could make it.

[ Piper smiles warmly, joining Foggy with a plate of cookies, most of which aren't burned. ]

As promised, I saved you some.

[pyrogue]

Oh hey, it's you! You... uh, guy.

[ Mick adjusts his Santa hat that just flopped over his eyes and peers at Foggy, who he's met a total of once and he can't remember his name or if he ever introduced himself. ]

How'd you end up at this little shindig? Not that I'm complaining, the more the merrier.

crashes in hella late

[airshow]

Hey, Fogbert!

[ It's that guy who didn't introduce himself and then had to be forcibly stopped from filling the turkey with low grade firecrackers at Thanksgiving, here to clap Foggy a little too hard on the back, smiling just a little too wide. He's dressed in a sweater covered in vertical stripes of blinking Christmas lights (on brand) and a pair of reindeer antlers (awful). ]

Getting your nog on? Love the dinosaurs.

ridic late to the party with starbucks

[heliophilic]

[M smirks at the random guy who starts chatting him up, holding up his glass of eggnog in greeting.]

Most places this time of year are warmer than New York.

GIFT EXCHANGE

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[Just in case your character has a special present or special presents they want to hand over during the celebration. Gift your loved ones! Gift a stranger! Steal someone's gift! Whatever!]