PARTY TIME!

[deloreandriver]

Characters: Marty and EVERYONE ELSE. Start your own threads, mingle, make CR!
Setting: Floor 38, the big lounge floor just under the dorms, BEST STORM VIEW
Format: Your choice
Summary: STORM WATCHING PARTY! So the power is out and there's tons of thunderstorms. But don't let that get you down, WATCH THE THUNDERSTORMS! Also pancakes and coffee.
Warnings: STORM WATCHING ! Lots of thunder

Marty had enough of the darkness in the tower and the creeping monsters, so when he looked at the mass of pancakes the automatic pancake maker had made, he loaded them up along with the coffee maker, coffee, the syrup, and toted them all the way up to Floor 38.

There was no way he was going to let those massive stacks of pancakes go to waste, and this was the closest floor to the dorms that actually had some place to hang out, so he set the pancakes up as a sort of continental breakfast, and sat watching the storm.

What he hadn't expected was the people to start trickling in.

Comments

[savedbyasong]

Shion had been outside on one of the floating islands for the best part of an hour until he was too cold and had to go back inside. His hair was plastered to his head and his clothes were sodden but he hadn't wanted to leave, storm were amazing, they made him feel alive. Which was what he needed after everything that had happened.

He was making his way up to the dorms when he got distracted on the lounge, the windows here made it so that you could still see the storm, from inside. He went over to one and pressed his face up against it watching the lightning.

[deloreandriver]

"Hey." Marty wandered over to stand next to Shion, giving him a smile. "Pretty awesome, isn't it?'

So what if the televisions down on Floor 14 didn't work? A thunderstorm was just as good, maybe better, because you could get into it because it was real.

[wrigurun]

Normally she wouldn't have cared, she would have brushed it off and stayed low but this place was different and as much as she tried to stay confident she still wasn't used to the tower.

Wriggle had been hanging around the lake when the first clap of thunder sounded. Startled and afraid she rushes right back up the stairs, heading towards the dormitories. At least there she wouldn't risk getting struck by lightning. Determined to escape she ran right up the fragmenting staircase, ignoring the sudden darkness that came over her and the things that would spook her even more.

When she finally broke through to the lounge room she had to stop.

What was that smell? Something sweet and sugary... Almost instantly she'd forgotten that she was afraid of being struck and wandered in to find the source of the scent.

[deloreandriver]

The smell was the big pitcher of syrup standing by the pancakes.

The boy who had brought them up was watching the storm, drinking a cup of coffee and had a plate of pancakes nearby that he had been eating.

Just then, a bolt of lightning flashed by very close. "Whoa!"

[moontothetide]

Guess what also didn't work with the power out?

That's right. The elevators. Also, a great many monsters on the floors below seemed to have taken it into their heads that "no functioning lights" meant "night time". It had been something of a mad flight up this far, and Tara sits down heavily at the top of the lounge floor staircase, breathing heavily.

...in doing so, she smells something. Something oh so familiar that makes her mouth water and her heart hurt with memories of Sunday morning breakfast. Oh good sweet mother goddess, can it be?

"...p-pancakes?"

[deloreandriver]

Yes! They were there, pancakes. A big, glorious stack of them. A bit cold, of course, but that's what happens when the power stays out for two days.

Still, has to be better than nutribars, right?

"Yeah, help yourself. I got plenty." Marty was standing by the table he had set pancakes on, drinking a cup of coffee. "Coffee too."

[intemperiae]

It was the promise of coffee - that and a respite from the abysmal boredom - that prompted Sephiroth to head to the thirty-eighth floor, nodding a greeting at Marty and gratefully accepting the offer of caffeine.

Mug in hand, sheathed sword within easy reach, Sephiroth then wandered over to one of the far walls, gazing out of the glass structure as the storms raged around the Tower itself. Lightning reflected in feline green eyes but Sephiroth simply stood silent and sipped his coffee, thoughts lost in the turmoil outside.

[midgarhorizon]

Seeing Sephiroth, though knowing he was still the sane, pre-Nibelheim man he had known before, it was definitely surreal. The one he had seen several months ago back home had been the black caped man, the one they had all been chasing across the Planet.

"It's been a while." There was Reno, having coffee of his own in hand, and looking more clear eyed and less Veld-like. This was the other Reno, the one he hadn't met yet; orange collar, his hair in the usual spiky mess but not pulled into his usual tail, nor the goggles or turk suit and no tan. Just a normal looking Reno in casual clothes.

Briefly, he wondered if he should have bothered the General, quiet as he was and at peace, especially with the Masamune at his side. A vivid memory jabbed at him, the blood stains that had been confirmed to be Tseng's blood surrounding what had been the entrance to the Temple of the Ancients.

Follow your own advice. Still, knowing what Sephiroth was capable of given the right circumstances had Reno's hair on end.

[the_white_rider]

Gandalf had come to the 38th floor, not so much for the party but more for observing that thunderstorm. It was quite an interesting phenomenon and they had a spot of choice to watch it and observe it. He didn't know if this was related to what was about to happen or something else- Time for hypothesis and conclusion would be latter.

Admittedly, the Coffee and Pancakes were very much welcome as well, he'd actually taken a cup of coffee and eat a pancake. certainly better than what they were fed with usual. That and he was enjoying the sight of people having fun and being downright happy for once, even if he wasn't to take part in the party. It might not last, so they better enjoyed those moments.

So here you have Gandalf, watching at the thunderstorm, a cup of coffee next to him and... Smoking weed with his pipe. That's absolutely not what you are thinking it is. If need is he got some spare weed and a second pipe.

[deloreandriver]

Oh, no way. That... that couldn't be.

Slowly, Marty walked up to Gandalf, checking him out and bending over to see his face better. This was unreal, this was amazing, this was- kind of proof of the idea some people had of stories just being windows into other worlds.

Wow. Marty was speechless. "Hey... you wouldn't happen to be... Gandalf, right?"

open!

[happygolucky]

Pancakes and coffee... Zidane could not resist the siren song--er, scent--of that food and drink, creeping in quietly (hey, it could have been a trap--you can't be too careful around here).

He could have easily stolen some, but what would have been the point of that? Even better than food was company, and if this gathering was what it seemed: regular people having a nice little party and sharing some food, then he was all about joining in.

So he was gonna get himself some pancakes.

"Hi! Nice weather we're having, huh?"

[teifua]

Tifa had wandered on to the floor, after smelling those delicious pancakes (and quite obviously ignoring people she had been already warned about). At Zidane's voice, however, she brought her plate and cup over with a smile.

"Zidane, right? It's good to see you again." She seemed much more stable now after a while to adjust to the Tower. Panic wasn't her normal state, after all, but it was a justifiable reaction to waking up in a strange place without her friends.

[ocariness]

[ Guess who's glancing at the coffee with moderate suspicion? Link sure is.

They'd made it here from far, far too much fighting and are really kind of exhausted, so don't mind if the hero spends some time wiping indescribable monster-y stuff of their sword with a cloth and sitting down, watching the lightning.

They're on guard. They know this is a bad sign.

Moreover, with people here, Link wanted to make sure they were protected if the monsters found their way here, so they've got an eye on the exits... ]

[fallen_stage]

[Kuja wasn't afraid of the dark, but it was a bit dull to read by magiclight after a while. Furthermore, he loved storms. He would sometimes ride into the heart of a storm atop his dragon, reveling in the symphony of rain and lightning surrounding him.

Sadly all the open floors were too dangerous and didn't allow flying besides, but this floor at least gave a good view. Besides, there was actual food with flavor for the first time in weeks, and Kuja wouldn't say no to coffee. With a piled pile and two mugs, Kuja sat down besides Link; not at random, but because he wanted to see what Ganondorf's enemy was life.]

Hello, would you like to share with me?

[fracta_anima]

Pancakes! Minami had smelled them as she wandered down the stairs. The thunderstorm and power being out had left her jumpy but hey! Pancakes!

And was that coffee? With the kitchens only serving those horrible nutrition bars any food and drink was good. Minami immediately made her way to the table where they were set up, put together a plate, and plopped into a beanbag to eat, looking like the happiest girl in the world.

[ocariness]

And this is a Hylian watching you eat with curiosity.

They've never seen pancakes, okay? Link's life has been abysmal indeed, food-wise, compared to the wonders of a more modern world. Then again, Link had never used non-wooden implements before being here, either. Don't mind them if they watch curiously.

[vvvroom]

[So he heard there was actual food on this floor instead of those shitty, awful, bleck nutrition bar things. And, considering that the monsters probably didn't enjoy being set on fire, Tatsuya made it to the 38th floor pretty easily, flinging one last Agidyne behind him before stumbling down the stairs to where everyone was gathering and...

Ohhh, coffee too? Nice.]

[evokingfool]

[There's a familiar look guy enjoying his coffee. It's no Pheromone Coffee, but it's still good.

He looks around and notice Tatsuya. Oh, hi.]

[promised_victory]

Oh sweet nectar of the gods yes. Something besides those godsforsaken nutritional bars that made her wish even for the cooking of home and she rarely ever wished for the food cooked there. She still had yet to figure out why she had put up with it.

So it made the pancakes all the more precious and she sat in one place, eating them slowly, savoring them. She'd been in the Tower less than a month, after all. She had no idea when food--proper food--would come again!

[childhero]

There is a boy in green sitting nearby, and he's staring almost determinedly at the cup of coffee in his hands. His brow is furrowed and he almost looks confused, like he doesn't know what it is. Slowly, he draws the cup to his mouth and gently tilts it, but then --

"Ow!"

He burns his tongue and accidentally drops the cup in surprise. He doesn't notice at first because he's too busy nursing his tongue, but while he's looking down cross-eyed at it, he notices the dark liquid all over the floor at his feet. Then, he slowly turns his head, as if he's only now realizing there is a pretty girl nearby who probably just witnessed the entire thing.

His entire face goes bright red.

[sageprincess]

[Zelda... is not all that fond of thunderstorms, to be perfectly honest. They remind her of fleeing, of being chased relentlessly by an evil man atop a dark horse.

It's not a crippling fear, but nevertheless, she'd rather not be alone right now. And so, having forgone her royal regalia in hope of going relatively unnoticed, she can be found curled up in one of the oversized chairs, her attention focused moreso on the people gathered than the storm raging outside. Alas, despite the prospect of real food, she... doesn't have much of an appetite.]

[giveschase]

[She's going to notice that fear, Princess, and come lean on the back of your chair, hovering off the ground.]

Awww, is the princess afraid to get wet?

[keybearer]

[The smell of pancakes definitely catches his attention, after living mostly on those terrible nutrition bars in the cafeteria. And after the stress of dealing with the labyrinth and getting his thoughts in order combined with the ongoing storm, maybe a distraction is in order.

So here he is, coming up to investigate, the tip of his Keyblade glowing dimly.]

Pancakes and thunder storms...

[He shakes his head, letting out a dry chuckle.]

There's a surprise combo.

[He'll be doing his best to mingle, if only because he's been hermiting it up for a while and needs a change of pace. Care to pester a teen with a strange, glowing key-thing? He won't bite.]

[swordofzero]

[He recognises the strange, glowing key-thing. Suzaku is just passing through but when he sees Riku he goes over. He hasn't seen him since the labyrinth and he has been worried.] Hello Riku

[giveschase]

[It's not a party until Majora arrives. So here she is, lounging upon the ceiling and watching all of the people below watching the storm. Geez, is it really so bad?]

[vvvroom]

[Tatsuya's eyes kinda wander and he glances at the ceiling.

And then he does a double take and just stares.]

[butterflyguardian]

Philemon, as always, is a constant source of comfort. And only comfort. Not like he's helping out with the monsters anyway. Nope, he's just standing here, being a beacon of hope amidst the darkness. Or some ridiculous something-or-other.

[justabignobody]

...A beacon of light, huh? Riku is almost a bit amazed at the number of strong lights that he's recently seen in the tower. It is indeed comforting though... enough to make him linger just a little for a moment.

[metawoof]

After who knew how long of nasty nutrition bars, pancakes were practically a god send. Echidna had gotten herself a cup of coffee (though she didn't normally drink coffee but hey, why not!) and plate of pancakes, smothered them in syrup, and dragged a beanbag up in front of a glass wall to watch the storm gleefully.

[childhero]

Link is wandering the area, mostly people-watching and not quite paying attention to where he's going. This is how he winds up standing next to a girl he doesn't recognize. He blinks. Oops... He wasn't watching out, so he's way too close to her chair. Well. This... is awkward.

"S-Sorry," he manages, ducking his head to complete the apology.

[fractus_animus]

[ Minato is here, chilling with a cup of coffee, contemplating things.

Mostly murdering Jason.

... He's not in the mood for food (for once!), but he'll probably nab some pancakes for the other, less-social members of Strega. He sure does look free to be bothered, though, just sitting there. ]

[nemophila]

[Murdering Jason was always a good thought process to have, but now wasn't the time to have such morbid thoughts!

Mostly because Jun almost ran into him while he was getting some pancakes himself.]

--O-Oh, sorry...!

[Probably didn't help that Chronos was kind of going 'what the hell' at your persona, dude.]

[capax_infiniti]

[Is there a party going on? This guy doesn't really notice the pancakes or coffee. He's far more interested in the storm itself, gleefully watching the lightning, fingers pressed lightly against the glass to feel the vibrations from the thunder.]

[notagiraffe]

[Taiki was both fascinated and scared by the storm, inside where it was safe- or as safe as you could get in the tower- he liked to watch the light and though the thunder made him jump when it was too loud, it didn't stop him from watching. He glanced to the side and saw the man who had carried him down the steps.] Do you like watching storms too sir?

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Ganondorf showed up at the party mostly because he was curious as to the reason so many people got together at once. A party. Blergh. At least the pancakes were good.

He went and sit in a chair, watching at the storm, eating a pancake, drinking coffee. This was a boring sight, if anything a remainder of very pleasing memories when he took over Hyrule for the first time. ]

Why are you green Ganon

[midgarhorizon]

[Reno loved thunder and lightning. Always had, ever since he was a kid. The thunderstorms that rolled in over his house and shook the walls always seemed so powerful and strong, like nothing could stand in the way.

Ignoring the pancakes and coffee and most people who were engaging in them, he stood off to the side, arms folded and watching the storm quietly. It was a subtle change from the normal Reno, usually quite talkative and personable.

Truth was, he had a lot on his mind.]

[luckycharmed]

[A party was a party, and Kairi really couldn't say no to a 'happy' event at the moment. Sure, she didn't know many of the people that had gathered to munch on pancakes and drink coffee (she'd have to put a ton of milk in hers to even try it), but if there was ever a time to get to know people.

And really, watching a storm would be pretty fun. She'd always peaked through her windows back home when winds and lightning rolled over the Islands. This could be really interesting.

So with a mug in her hands, she found a place to sit and watch.]

[keybearer]

[...Kairi.

Immediately, a lump forms in Riku's throat, as a gruesome image flickers in the back of his mind. He still remembers that twisted nightmare he had when he lost in the labyrinth.

But, no. Now isn't the time to stress over it. She's here, she's alive. She might not be his Kairi, but still...

After a few moments of quiet staring, he slowly walks up to her.]

Some storm, huh?

[lookmanostrings]

Even though the Tower was still hauntingly off, the storm was almost a comfort. It was a natural weather pattern that reminded him of how torrential the sea could get on its worst nights, and he enjoyed simply listening to the sound of thunder and rain.

Fado had thus seated himself in one of the bean bags, a cup of the strange drink on the ground next to him. He was leaning back, facing the glass walls, and playing out a slow tune on his violin to match the rhythm of the storm.

[hachitaro]

Oh look, more musical people. Taro is sipping a cup of coffee, trying to get his brain back in order after being rather abruptly reminded of powers being unavailable for use on certain floors. He wanders over to Fado, sitting down nearby and listening. The violin looks strange, but who was he to judge?

When he's done - or at least pauses for long enough - Taro claps in appreciation.

this isn't just an excuse to use his smiling icons what are you talking about

[childhero]

[Guess who hasn't had coffee before?

Guess who hasn't had much exposure to caffeine before?

This kid.

The green-clad boy is positively buzzing around the room, and it's obvious that he can hardly stand still. How old is he, seriously? Nine? Ten, at most? And someone let him have coffee? Greeeaaaat.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen. The ever-so-serious-and-composed Hero of Time...

Is hyper.

Enjoy that.]

[vvvroom]

[WHAT IS SERIOUSLY WITH YOU POINTY-EARED LITTLE BASTARDS AND COFFEE?

But for real, though, this kid looks pretty familiar and it's pretty obvious that he was let near coffee for some inexplicable reason, but Tatsuya's kind of hesitating about reigning him in because...well.

He's not good at handling kids, okay?

But Link is totally free to bother this tall, bewildered-looking Japanese teenager!!]