009 | ❝We are the champions...!❞

[pitiedthefool]

Characters: Anyone and everyone!
Setting: Floor Four, September 25th.
Format: Go wild with whatever!
Summary: EVERYBOOOOOOOOOOOOODY, YEAH, ROCK YOUR REAL BODIES OUT~
Warnings: Do we need warnings for partying? ...Naaaaaaaaaaaah.

So that last week had been hell, and they really should have seen it coming, but it's as they all say...

It was just another Tuesday in Tower What The Helsinki is Going On Here.

Unlike the private party, there are definitely plenty of decorations courtesy of the Amagi Inn heiress, and plenty of food thanks to those who offered to hunt for the event and the ones who could prepare what was caught and gathered. Really, everything's set. Even some alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks were clearly labeled (so please, don't spike the normal punch. There are kids here!).

So why was this all set up? Why, because they had succeeded in pissing in Jason's cornflakes and got him maaaaad figuring out the cure for the madness of the previous week with the clues that had been given. But wait, was there a birthday or two this month that had otherwise gone unnoticed? Well, why not celebrate them while celebrating their hard-earned victory? There's cards on a table for people to write down the lucky people who survived another year of this craziness, just waiting for well wishes (or not so, depending on if you like them or not).

Enjoy the night!


Feel free to tag into this however you please, whether it's something already on here, or you want to do something else. It's your party, guys... let loose and have fun with it!
As this goes on, we'll add them to the list. Enjoy the spoils of victory, people of the Animoo!
Mingle!
Birthday Silliness!
Games!

Comments

[marchwarden]

[ A sudden chill ran down the march warden's spine just now. Almost as if someone just walked over his grave. ]

Yes, you do.

[keeps_count]

[Grave? Pff! Don't be so melodramatic, Haldir~]

I could ask worse things of you.

Very well then, if you shall not find yourself a dance partner... You shall dance with me.

[Wrapping an arm SO CASUALLY around Haldir's shoulder!]

[marchwarden]

[ The look Haldir gave Legolas was one of pure horror at first followed by panic. Surely the young prince wouldn't be so daring as to try to--...Oh Gods no. ]

Unhand me! I vehemently refuse.

[keeps_count]

[Haldir... Don't tell Legolas that you can't dance?! What other reason would you have for refusing it?]

Is there a reason you wish not to dance?

[Goodness, Legolas is enjoying this TOO MUCH.]

Come now, you aren't shy are you? I assure you, were you to ask anyone in Mirkwood, you would find that there are few more talented a dance partner than I.

[marchwarden]

For the love of the Valar, when shall such embarrassment cease?!

[ Struggling to get out of Legolas' grasp, Haldir suddenly freezes once he noticed the gazes of others. During all the commotion it seemed they've drawn unwanted stares. ]

...Fine.

[ He grits his teeth in annoyance. ]

We shall dance then.

[keeps_count]

As soon as you find ways to enjoy yourself.

[At least he's honest about it? And is giving him a chance?]

Excellent~! Would you like to lead, or shall I?

[Legolas will regret all of this. Eventually.]

[marchwarden]

[ Haldir is going to take pride stomping all over Legolas' toes. ]

Lead how? Dancing was never my specialty and as far as I'm concerned, I could continue to go without it.

[ He replies as he hesitantly tries wrap his arms around the younger Elf. ]

[keeps_count]

[Rude, Haldir. Very rude.]

I'll lead then and show you as we dance.

[Wrapping his arms around Haldir, grinning. It might be a smug grin and it might not be.]

[marchwarden]

[ He wants nothing else other than to wipe that smug grin off Legolas' face. ]

Having fun already at my expense, I see.

[keeps_count]

Perhaps a bit but you must admit, that it is entertaining. And I did give you a chance to find another dance partner, after all.

[He'll have that chance. Sooner or later.

[marchwarden]

Entertaining for you only, elfling.

[ He mutters as he tries to match Legolas' pace in this ridiculous dance. ]

What is this? This is ridiculous! What is this--Oh! Was that your toe just now?

My apologies.

[ STEPS ON THE SAME TOE AGAIN! ]

Oh, it seem I did again.

[ Now he's grinning from ear to ear. ]

[keeps_count]

[MENTAL KEYSMASHING. RUDE HALDIR. SO VERY RUDE.

... This is probably why Legolas is spiking your punch in a little while. You obviously deserve it.]

Be glad that I can handle my toes being stepped on by a clumsy elf or I might being to think you did that intentionally.

[He can see that grin! He knows what you're up to!]

[marchwarden]

[ See that slightly wicked glint in his blue eyes? Legolas might not leave this dance floor with all his toes intact. ]

Perish the thought. I would never do such an outlandish act.

[ Yes, he would. ]

[keeps_count]

[Then Haldir won't wake up in the morning with all that pretty hair intact. HA! ... Okay, no. Legolas wouldn't be that mean.]

Of course not! You are above such mischief, of course.

[And Legolas knows it.]