Angel's (neutral zone) Slumber Party!!!

[nohalation]

Who: Angel, Fin, and all the invitees
Where: FIN'S dorm
When: BACKDATED to night 80 til morn

[WELCOME TO ANGEL'S SLEEPOVER!!!!

Those who got an invite are all invited and once you arrive, you'll find that the main living space is covered with lots of blankets and pillows and an occasional sheep plush here and there. It's a bit messy with decor, but it seems someone tried really hard to make things look cozy. Against a wall, you can also find a large dry erase board in case anyone feels like drawing or using it for whatever else. There is also a live chicken chilling around, possibly a cat (ask Duality about that one). A large flag and a round dumpling assistant (with the face of Intensity) is resting in one of the corners.

There's also Angel's blank room which has a bunch of rainbow origami strands hanging from the ceiling, and every single piece of fanmail that she has received placed on a wall. You might see some of her crafts and such lying around in a corner, and also an Intensity doll for some reason. There are also some jars but whatever was in there seemed to have deteriorated by now . . .

There's also her actual bedroom if you wanna avoid people, these areas are all open to sleep in if you choose to stay, hooray!

Snacks and candy exists! Soda exists!

You can find deck of cards, the cards from speed dating, and also candyland for those who dare battle.

As soon as everyone shows up, Angel stands on a sheep ottoman and twirls:]

Hiiiiiiiiiii, everyone~! Welcome to ♪ Angel's Sleepover at Future is Now ♪! I've decided that I won't let anyone stop me from having fun with ♥ my dear friends ♥ so I hope you don't mind me inviting you tonight! Don't worry if you can't stay, but I am glad you came anyway!

So thanks for coming, lets have a lot of fun today! I hope everyone will be able to make new friends with one another and have fun together, too!

Comments

[foolmetwice]

[pauses for a moment]

[looks Intensity straight in the eye]

[lifts his lighter up anyway]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

If you really want to challenge me in my own domain, go ahead.

[foolmetwice]

[FLICKS]

[THE LIGHTER]

[ON]

[please Mars this is Angel's sleepover don't start shit here]

[criminaljustice]

[PLS MARS THIS IS ANGEL'S SLEEPOVER DON'T START SHIT HERE

says the incoming dry eraser marker to the back of Mars's head]

[foolmetwice]

[CLUNK]

[and Mars pitches forward, the lighter flickering out as he does so. MOMENT = RUINED]

Ow! What the hell?!

[rubs the back of his neck and gives Joker a flat look]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Also giving Joker a flat look.

Yeah, what the hell?!]

[criminaljustice]

[look.

someone might have Shot In The Head Sympathy. YOU ONLY GET ONE INTERVENTION because he's going back to doodling, kthx.]

[foolmetwice]

[. . .]

[FLIPS JOKER OFF]

[but the lighter gets slid back into his pocket]

Asshole. He doesn't want me picking fights at a party.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[INTENSITY DOESN'T NEED YOUR PITY, JOKER!]

And so you'll just roll over like a good dog and oblige. I see how this relationship is.

Not like it's anything new.

[foolmetwice]

[his gaze snaps back towards Intensity, a growl rising in his throat]

I'm not a fucking dog.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Could have fooled me.

If you don't rise to my bait, is he going to reward you with a treat later?

[foolmetwice]

[bristles, hackles raising, before sliding RIGHT THE FUCK into Intensity’s personal space, standing nose to nose. he’s completely incapable of deescalating on his own]

Nobody owns me, and nobody decides what I do or how I react to things but me.

If I don’t rise to your bait? It’s not because of him— it’s because your bait isn’t worth the trouble.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just smiles. No wait, that would definitely be classified as a 'cat that swallowed the canary' grin.

Touched a nerve, did he?]

So what do you call this then? A friendly warning. Please.

Either put up or shut up. I don't need to listen to you yap all night.

[foolmetwice]

[boy did he]

. . . you really want to do this in front of your unitmate? At her party?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Like I haven't heard that before. Really... It's the lot of you who don't understand. She'll let me know if I upset her or her party.

But if you're worried about it, we can take this outside.

[foolmetwice]

[turns sharply on his heel and stalks towards the door]

Then come on. There's no point in staying here.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Opens the door for him when he approaches. Bless FiN powers]

Of course not. After you.

[foolmetwice]

[you lazy techno geeks]

[lighting up his cigarette once they're outside, though! HA YOU CAN'T CONTROL HIM OUT HERE]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Of course he can't. Be he can also try to steal his lighter once they clear the hotel (unless you want them to fight in the space in front of the elevator or the lobby of course)]

[foolmetwice]

[he’s waiting until they’re properly outside to light up, SO. . . smoothly ducks away, wagging his lighter on his hand as he does so, almost taunting]

Get your own. They’re 250 points at the shop.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Really? Then it looks like you might need to save up for a replacement soon.

[Does Overload work on a lighter?

Guess we're about to find out.]

[foolmetwice]

[PROBABLY NO REASON WHY IT WOULDN’T. so I guess Mars is holding a flaming lighter now]

[yells in surprise and chucks it at Intensity before he burns himself too badly]

— asshole!

[fortunately that wasn’t his fancy engraved gift lighter, it was just a normal one]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[MINE NOW I GUESS.

Though catching it requires burning his hand, even after he's turned off Overload. So he's smug grin is not as smug as he would like it to be]

Oh thank you. You're too kind. Really.

[foolmetwice]

[that lighter is gonna explode thanks to burning out on Overload eventually please watch your hand Intensity???]

My pleasure. It's a shitty lighter. I hope you burned your shitty hand.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Tosses it into the air so that it can completely burnout. It makes a nice little firework show]

A minor setback for the look you're giving me right now.