Uh Oh, The Summer Nights

[enjoyers]

Characters: anyone at the party
Date: August 31, 7pm onward
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 tops, please!
Summary: RECOVERjoy has prepared a party for you! Isn't that exciting?

The entire park is lit up with paper lanterns in shades of orange and yellow; there are even some floating serenely in the fountain. Music filters through the air, the style and tempo changing often. The robots you should by now be used to are moving about the area keeping the refreshments table stocked and cleaning up any messes that might appear. This is a party, after all.

As for those points, well, you're sure to get some if you earn them yourself. Don't worry, RECOVERjoy has provided a few ways for you to start collecting.

Goodie Bags | Refreshments Table | Dance Floor | Games | Mingle

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GOODIE BAGS

[enjoyers]

Everyone gets one--and the robots will stop you from taking another. But one is more than enough, as it's filled to the brim with all sorts of fun things. Yo-yos, plastic novelty rings, kazoos, colorless and tasteless poison, pocket knives, razor blades.... Isn't it exciting?

[kingshizuchan]

[At first, the goodies seemed harmless enough. Enough to almost have Shizuo think that maybe, just maybe this place wasn't as bad as those texts and missions made it seem. Like that was all a joke. Then he had gotten to the poison.]

[And then the pocket knives.]

The hell? That bastard flea put these together or something?

[He didn't even get to the other blades.]

[mellowyellow]

[Masaomi is inspecting a razor blade when he hears Shizuo's statement from behind and whirls around a little too quickly, as if expecting the man in question to be looking over his shoulder. Instead, he's met with Heiwajima Shizuo and promptly blows a note on the kazoo in his mouth.]

[kingshizuchan]

[... Was he being kazooed at? Tilting his head enough to see the culprit, Shizuo stared for a little bit. Was it a hello, or... Putting the pocket knife back, he uses the now-freed hand to raise his hand a bit in greeting.]

...

Yo.

Re: GOODIE BAGS

[ousawagi]

[ Guess who's managed to take a peek at the contents?

It all seems very, very innocent. Too innocent. Miscellaneous toys found at the 200 yen store belong at 8 year old birthday parties, not at eerie, spontaneous RECOVERjoy parties. But that's all until he manages to pull out a bottle of.. well, something. If Mikado knows anything, though, it's that it isn't an inconspicuous bottle of water.

And then he pulls out a fully fledged knife. The kind of knife that belongs on the set of Kill Bill (or insert violent bloody movie that incoporates knives and/or blades as you deem fit here), and not in a party favors bag. Without a second thought, he throws the bag away as if there's a ticking bomb among the many other 'toys' he probably doesn't want to take a look at.

A prompt shriek (manliness isn't the first thing on his mind at the moment) follows. ]

[iwagmyhair]

[oh geez why would he suddenly shriek like that

That's just startling! Tomoko wasn't standing directly near him, but she was close enough to jump at the shriek and then freeze, her own poking through the bags coming to a stop to openly stare at him instead. She's half expecting something awful to happen now, to be honest. Why else would someone scream?!]

[ousawagi]

[ After a small delay, he comes to register that he is in fact still in public. His eyes dart to and fro-- and then he spots Tomoko. Oh.

Mikado's sorry. He really is. ]

S-Sorry.. about that..

[ He's just as shocked as Tomoko (albeit for reasons of his own, he's still shocked). After some of the stuff he pulled out, that reaction seemed completely necessary. ]

REFRESHMENTS TABLE

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Orange, as usual, is the theme. The cups are orange, the plates are orange, and every available drink is orange, too. There's lots of food, from hamburgers and hotdogs to fruit salad and ice cream. There's even some alcohol, if you want to spike the punch.

[balzams]

[No point in wasting good alcohol on high-school pranks. At least, that would be the sentiment if he was actually brave enough to try the alcohol. With the mission to poison someone's drink he was pretty much paranoid of everything he drank, only sourcing water from the taps to keep himself barely hydrated.

So Latvia just stood there eyeing the drinks and weighing up the possibilities in his mind. Approach? He seems like he would be a pretty good target for a scare right now]

[kingshizuchan]

[Shizuo had also decided to avoid the drinks on the table, though for different reasons. Getting the poison in those bags aside, he just disliked alcohol as a whole. Noticing that someone else was nearby...

Getting two different servings of the ice cream, not actually doing anything to it, Shizuo went up to the small guy. At least small for someone that was over six feet tall... Offering the ice cream, actually with good intentions he adds,]

Here. Keeping cool will help.

[If this scared him... Oops? He really didn't mean it.]

[sockswithsandals]

[Hey remember that guy whose goal in life was to wig people out. Well here he is again, but this time he is not hanging up Spooky Posters^TM. He is, in fact, hoarding snacks.

He's emptied the goodie bag into his pockets (other than the loose blades, those... can stay away from his body...) and is putting forth his best effort to get the most out of the bag itself, by cramming sandwiches wrapped in pleasant orange napkins into it.

It is very important, he is concentrating very hard. So much that, when YOU (THE NEW FRIEND) stop by to pick something up from the table, he is not paying enough attention and he will probably elbow you in the head or try to grab the same sandwich or otherwise Get In The Way. And then. look at you. silently. for a moment. like this.]


... Oh.

[mellowyellow]

["Oh" is right. That is Masaomi's shoulder, k, and you almost spilled his food on the ground.]

...The hotdogs are good too.

DANCE FLOOR

[enjoyers]

Well, it's not so much a dance floor as the area of the park where the music is the loudest and there's the most free space to move around in. Still, what better place to get your groove on? Just be careful--it seems like the grass here is oddly slippery. Hopefully no one pushes you over.

Re: DANCE FLOOR

[heyheyhey]

[Marx is standing in the corner of the dance floor with a cup in hand, looking around. He's not interested in dancing, but something much more fun; he wanted to create some mischief and this area is one of the best to do so, though he can't do anything without some potential victims or 'friends' to pull them off.

That's where patience comes in, to watch and look for the right one to come on by. Surely someone will start dancing sooner or later. And if not, he'll just have to come to them. Either way, he's going to gain some joypoints, which is something he desperately needed right now. Being in the negatives is no fun, so he needs to step it up a notch. And he will do so now, so be prepared.]

[gatto]

[It doesn't exactly take long for the music to attract Rin. It's a party, after all, and isn't the music supposed to be one of the most important parts? As far as he's concerned anyway...

When he gets there though, a drink in hand, he can't quite help but frown when he sees the area's mostly empty. That's... almost disappointing!

Still, it doesn't mean he can't just chat up whoever's around... which is exactly what he intends to do. Catching sight of some guy near the corner of the dance floor, holding a drink himself, he runs up to him, smiling now.] Hey, hey! You're not gonna dance?

GAMES

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RECOVERjoy has set out the supplies for some games for you! Isn't that nice? You can play lawn darts (careful, those darts are sharp!), shoot each other with what appear to be Nerf guns (but they hit dangerously hard for Nerf guns), or take a whack at a giant smiley face piñata (with a bat that seems more suited to breaking heads than paper mache). If none of those suit your fancy, you can always make up your own game or play with the various sports equipment strewn about.

There are some flashlights--maybe when it gets dark you'd like to play flashlight tag? Just be careful you don't drop your goodie bags, it would be awful if someone were to trip and hurt themselves with their own toys when you're supposed to be hurting the other players.

[ushishishi]

[Of course Bel would be attracted to the game involving sharp, metal objects to throw. Seems he's very good at it too- he's hitting the target right in the middle every time.]

Too easy~

[At least it was entertaining enough until he crashed this party hard. The goodybag was worth coming by itself.]

[Still, this was getting too boring by itself.]

[If you have the misfortune to pass him, or happen to be forgoing common sense and playing with him, you'll find a lawn dart launched at you with plenty of giggles coming from behind it.]

[He'll never change his ways.]

[kingshizuchan]

[Shizuo never had the best luck. Even when getting from point A to point B. Just being within range and sight of the Mop (closest to Bel's name that Shizuo would remember,) probably was enough to get a lawn dart at him.]

[Yet he paused in time to catch the dart with his teeth. A second or two passed before he finally gave a lazy stare towards Bel's direction.]

[One had hair covering their eyes. The other had some stylish shades covering theirs. It was the most obscured stare off ever.]

[varmint]

[He supposes there were stark similarities between darts in some shady pub and lawn...darts. Admittedly, the new twist to the game made it only slightly more interesting than all of the other offered entertainment. So really...why not.

He's occupied a small area where the rings were laid out, and is already playing against his willing cohort, Meredith.

But that doesn't mean he's doing it...correctly. Some darts have lodged their way into nearby trees, and maybe a few into the lawn itself, away from the rings. It looks like Elijah is trying the best he can (he actually looks PRETTY PLEASED with himself) but he's actually doing a really crappy job.

And sadly, if you happen to be anywhere near his general area, you're about to be hit.

(questions??) ]

+10 for scaring the shit out of mikado. congrats.

[ousawagi]

[ Mikado's particularly unlucky today.

He's in direct firing (throwing is probably the right word, actually) range, unfortunately for him. The first dart skims past the back of his head - the fact that it didn't take his hair with it is probably a miracle - and the next lands in his line of sight as it flies in front of him to hit a tree.

The third is heading straight for his head, and Mikado only manages to scarcely dodge. Who the hell is stupid enough to--

He's too busy trying to pull himself back together to reprimand the culprit for his recklessness, but when he does manage to bring himself around.. ]

Wh-- what in the world?!

[steelchairs]

[ Big party, but he still didn't feel like he knew anyone well enough to just stroll up to them and say hi. Unfortunately that wasn't in Kanji's nature at all.

But then the god awful aim of this guy caught his attention, so he meandered on over to check out what his deal was-- ]

Shit!

[ THAT WAS A DART THAT JUST FLEW PAST HIS HEAD. ]

What the hell, man!? If you can't aim, stop playing! You're gonna' take out an eye, or worse!

[mellowyellow]

[Kida Masaomi and a Nerf gun is not a good combination. Kida Masaomi, a bad mood, a kazoo, and a Nerf gun is edging toward the ridiculous. He's decided to play a special game. It involves the fairly simple process of getting someone's attention (kazoo), smirking like a boss (bad mood), and shooting the target head on (Nerf gun).

Who's game?]

MINGLE

[enjoyers]

There's plenty of room if you'd just like to hang around and chat! Making more friends is the first step to betraying more friends, after all. : )

[bound]

[ Oh.... party.

Since Meredith isn't all that interested in participating in any particular social event, he's just loitering off to the side, away from pretty much everyone. He doesn't look especially interested.. Really, it's a wonder he's here at all.

He's making sure not to touch any of the food or drinks... and what with the types of items everyone received in their "goodie" bags Meredith has to stop to question who would eat here in the first place. He's sort of glancing at the table from his just a few feet away- he needs some other kind of distraction.. ]

[varmint]

[The table looks pretty deserted, as does all of the food that someone put such hard work into to make....Elijah can relate, and really, what a waste...of course, that doesn't mean he's not going to be cautious of the obvious traps around him. He's just going to...walk on the fence, so to speak. He always balances himself out either way.

SO DON'T FREAK OUT MEREDITH but here he comes, with his goodybag, and about two plates filled with hamburgers, salad, hotdogs....oh jeez.] Meredith!

How did I know I'd find you hiding away in the dark? [Elijah looks VERY lively, and is giving Meredith a beaming grin.] Meredith, [Elijah is holding back laughter.] You won't believe what they put in these bags!