i wanna rock and roll all night and party every day

[37773972]

[Sunday night, after Ariel's posted the notice and all the pieces have fallen in to place, the Dining Hall has been transformed. While somewhat less formal, it's still fancy in its own way - and thanks to teen girl squad certain figures, it's been decorated to where one thing is made very clear;

It's time for a goddamn dinner party.

Tables off to the side are set up to be used for the dishes that people have cooked, whether their attempts were successful or unsuccessful. And if they haven't brought anything at all, well, at least some people may have made extra? There's also pen and paper at every place setting, presumably for the 'break ice' that Ariel mentioned - yep. It's going to be one of those dinners.

At least it's well intentioned?]


OOC; Feel free to handwave you were recruited to help with cooking/decorating/moving furniture/etc. Or thread it out, I'm not your parent, etc etc.
Also, feel free to start your own icebreaker threads!

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[37773972]

[Stephen is mostly laid back during the party. He's not a wallflower, but he's no social butterfly, either; that said, helping get this set up did take a bit out of him, so he's...taking it easy. Though he is trying to get to know those he hasn't really spoken with yet, so if you're up at the buffet table at the same time as him, you might have him pointing out one of the foods and-]

Can you pass me some of that? It looks good.

[(He managed to cook some veggies, for the record. Garlic and butter is hard to mess up.)

Later on, he'll clear his throat, trying to get the attention of most of the people here; then, true to bringing it up with Ariel earlier...]

Who's familiar with Two Truths and a Lie?

Later on

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn takes another sip of wine]

I haven't, though I think I can guess what it's about by the name.

[revelfree]

[Some time into the event, Ariel sidles up to Stephen. His eyes sweep across the room, before settling on Stephen himself. His smiling, but he looks a little skeptical.]


How do you think it's going?

later on

[garbageface]

Oh, very.

[ Santana smirks. Nothing like a truth-based party game to learn everyone's dirty secrets, especially when there's wine involved. ]

You go first.

later on

[redjoker]

Heard of it, never really played. Not my usual type of party game. [He was still in the middle of strumming the guitar he'd dragged in from the music room when Stephen spoke up but he sets it aside to pick up his merch booth bottle of wine.]

But I'd be willing to have a go.

[holyspit]

Not me! But I'm guessing it involves two true things and one not-true thing?

[mcfife]

[Angus is no cook, but he can provide entertainment. He arrives in the armor he wore when he woke - the most formal outfit he owns. He also doesn't arrive alone. Seeing all of these empty seats, he decides to fill them in with some fun. Say hello to the two cutouts of Tom Jones positioned across the table from each other.

At dinner, he brings his own tumbler for potential alcoholic beverages, marked by a logo that he finds quite interesting. He has gone to some wild parties before. Surely this goblet will suffice.]

So is this a formal dining event or a more casual party? [Asks the resident prince.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn scrunches her eyebrows together when she sees the tumbler in Angus' hand]

Where did you find that?

[justmeheere]

I'm pretty sure it's casual, I mean. I hope it is anyway.

[He brought. Grilled cheese. He just has a fucking plate of grilled cheese, which I have just now decided is one of the only foods Jeremy knows how to make.]

[revelfree]

Casual. [Says the over-dressed nerd. At least he's doing his best to... look relaxed.]

At ease, milord, it's all meant to be fun.

[garbageface]

[ Santana has to rub her eyes when she first arrives to the party -- because holy shit, is that a man in an entire suit of armor arranging two Tom Jones cutouts?

Santana decides to investigate, and takes the seat opposite Angus and Tom Jones Number One. Chin in hands, she asks: ]

What's new, pussycat?

[redjoker]

Casual I'd think. [Says the man drinking wine straight from the bottle. But hey, he's cleaned up for the evening and even brought some kind of spicy-smelling meat dish to pass around.

He eyes the tumbler in Angus's hand.]

Nice glass. Merchandise booth?

[stagemanagers]

[All through dinner the Tom Jones cutouts are perfect gentleman, standing straight at attention listening to all the conversations around them and offering charming grins in return.

But not long after the eating has concluded something...off happens. One of the Tom Jones cutouts begins to sway, just barely, before suddenly falling face down onto the table with enough force to cause a gust of wind that knocks down it's companion Tom Jones cutout. The second cutout sways and falls backwards, laying flat onto the floor. It stares up at the ceiling with unseeing cardboard eyes.

Tom Jones and Tom Jones are...in need of being reset in their proper places.]

[revelfree]

[Ariel is fashionably late for his own party. After failing miserably to make the dining hall presentable, he'd ambled off to dress himself. He returns looking more than a little extra, but it's fine. It's a party. And while he isn't used to finer balls and masquerades, he does know how to enjoy the reverie.

He's also shown up with some scraps of paper, pens, and an absurdly large top-hat. That's probably weird. If he catches you looking at them, he'll smile and motion you over.]

It's easy. You write a true story about yourself, or something you have done. You put it in the hat. Then when someone draws, they have to guess who the story is about.


[Once his game is afoot, he begins to explore the party a little more. He's very careful to try every dish. Some of them twice! He'll have a few questions for everyone]

Where does this dish come from? How long have you been making it?

[Ultimately, though, he winds up sitting back for most of this. He doesn't seem worn out, more... curious than anything. He watches everyone move about, maybe just a little too intense and a little too concerned...]

[[ooc: feel free to submit your stories here. They'll be randomly dispersed throughout threads!]]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn helped with some of the cooking before dinner, her main contribution being a large dish of seasoned roasted potatoes. During dinner she happily chats with the others at the table, attempting to keep the conversation light.

It's been a while since she went to a dinner party, but that doesn't mean she's forgotten how to dress for the occation. (ooc: specifically the one on the far right))]

Did you make anything?

[Later on in the night she's sipping wine from a glass, looking pensive, but far more relaxed than she has all week]

[holyspit]

Yeah, I made the little mini-pizzas over there.

[After making the initial rounds, Steven has abandoned his self-appointed waiterly duties and just placed his contribution among the rest of the available food in favor of mingling.]

Did you try any?

[madgiganticfeelings]

Pre-party decorating!

[Thanks to certain figures indeed! Christine knows visual art is probably the one area of the arts she struggles the most with, but at least she knows how to make paper chains, and cut out little paper hearts! She uses the glow tape she has to add a flash of colour where she can, and currently is fiddling with the oversized costume she hoped could be used as a tablecloth.]

Hmm... maybe there are some fake flowers we can use as a centrepiece?

Party time!

[Christine does her best as one of the co-decorators to clean up well! She wants to put on a good impression, so she scours the costume room for a dress fit for a princess and a platter full of dumplings. She sets them down on the table, but she looks nervous.]

I couldn't find all the spices I needed... I hope they're still good!

[Please tell her they're good. She cannot handle disappointing her nai nai!

pre-party

[justmeheere]

[He's just taping up her paper chains because unfortunately, Jeremy is tall as shit in this cast.]

I haven't seen any? But Michael and I got high last summer and learned how to make origami flowers.

[holyspit]

[Steven's here! And probably helped with the decorating, honestly, because party.]

Hey! I made little pizza bagels.

[Sure there's a table for food, but why do buffet dining when he can just carry around his wares on a fancy tray, classy style. He even found something in the costume room appropriate for the evening.]

These ones are plain cheese, these ones have pepperoni, these have pineapple, and if you ever visit Beach City don't tell Kofi or Mr. Fryman, but these ones have frybits.

[revelfree]

[Ariel is..... fascinated by these little bagels. He takes one of the pepperonis, and one of the frybit bagels. He takes a bite of the frybit piece and... his eyes light up.]

This is amazing. Did you come up with these yourself?

[isawallflower]

[ What the FUCK is a party and how do you exist in one. Riley's sets down some white chocolate macadamia cookies, with a more forced smile than usual. ]

They're, uh, gluten-free, for anyone who does that kind of thing.

[ And she's going to.......... Well, what do you think? She tries to be open and cheerful but this is not her forte. She's making a conscious effort not to just hover by the walls? But with no clear goal to the dinner party, no real...organizational purpose, she's a little lost. ]

[revelfree]

[Ariel's had eyes on everyone tonight -- the party is for unity, and he's determined to figure out what's keeping the stragglers at bay. Riley is one of those people, and after a long few moments of watching her discomfort, he approaches her.]

You look unwell, my friend. Is something the matter?

Story Time, Story Time!

[revelfree]

[The goal is to guess which story belongs to who. If you haven't, you can submit yours here]

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[revelfree]

When I was a kid, I wanted to make my mom feel better when she was sick- so I made her some soup...with grass in it. Somehow, she finished the whole thing.

[redjoker]

[Jonny's definition of "party" doesn't exactly line up with what most people think of as a party. He is, however, not completely incapable of reading the room. He's dressed for the occasion, albeit leaving his goggles on top of his head, and he even brings food- a spicy-smelling concoction of meat and chilies that almost resembles chili con carne. He's not making too much of an effort to chit-chat before dinner but he's present and accounted for, nursing an entire whole bottle of white wine on his own and putting his feet up on chairs he shouldn't if anyone wants to try scolding him for it.

Once people have eaten, he's dragging a chair off to the side of the room to sit with a guitar, strumming it with care and singing softly, partly to himself and partly to give the place a little background music.]

There was a man both good and true.
All alone and a-lowly.
Branded a witch for what he could do.
Lost in the cosmos lonely.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn wanders over to Jonny later in the night, wine in hand, just listening to the song.]

[recessives]

[ So the problem with being from a nightmare future and also being sick all the time is that you spend a lot of your time being very "what's food," which makes it difficult to bring a thing. But Shilo wants to contribute if she's going to go to the party!!

This does unfortunately lead to her bringing a plate of... just really sad-looking sandwiches. She did her best!! Just... this is it, this is her best, unfortunately.

She hangs around the edge of the party, just kind of... watching everyone else. She looks a little overwhelmed, but she's doing her best! ]

[mcfife]

[Team We Can Barely Cook has little to offer save for a few snacks and gifts of cutouts, but Angus is ready to celebrate! It's easy to party no matter what you offer to the table!

He spies Shilo lurking at the edge of the crowd, ever so mysterious...then he recalls that perhaps she needs some encouragement the most out of everyone consider that she was covered in blood when she arrived.]

Hail, Shilo! [It is difficult not to notice him as he makes his way through the partygoers.] Practicing your skills of observation?

[herwiggles]

[Spinel comes to the party carrying one of the fancy plates from the kitchen, with nothing on it. Because it's her favorite dish.

Also Gems don't eat. But! She wanted to be included.

She's not averse to checking out literally everything else that's been brought to the party.]

So! What are we doing with this spread? Ooh! We could throw it all at each other, that could be fun!

[isawallflower]

[ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Spinel is an anxiety attack waiting to happen, isn't she? ]

No!! Noo. No. No throwing. We are eating these, it is a dinner party.

[musacal]

[ Nana of course was more than happy to help out with what she could once she heard about the party and probably helped to prepare some extra dishes.

For her own favorite dish though... well, everyone's already tried her muffins (and yes, there's a plate of those here too, because of course there is) so she's decided to bring something different: her banana pudding! Only instead of being in little jars, she's gone and put them in... a bunch of mugs from the kitchen. Yes those same mugs with all the sayings on them. She thought it was a fun use for them. ]

I made more than enough for everyone, so feel free to help yourself!

[justmeheere]

Oh! Um. Thanks, um. [He's trying to subtly look for the least terrible mug.] When. When did you have time to make all of these? It looks like a lot of work.