towerofanimus | 009 | ❝We are the champions...!❞

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Majima takes a step back and stops the flailing about which he calls dancing to stare after Haldir. There is a part of him that thinks that he should get the elf down -- the part of him that would smack his boys upside the head when they were getting too out of hand.

But -- but -- ]

Haldir ain't one my boys. So, he can do what he likes. [ And walks over to help him up on the table. ]

[That was a little less than graceful there, Haldir. Strange coming from someone usually so poised. He crosses his arms, popping a chip in his mouth as he watches.]

Doing ok there, Haldir?

[ Despite the fact that Majima is trying to help him up, Haldir swats his hands away almost violently before attempting to stand. Feeling as if he's just climbed the highest peak of the Misty Mountains, Haldir looks down once he heard someone call his name. ]

Begone, you! I'm quite well! Can't you see that?

[ ...Yeah, he's really drunk. ]

[Yeah, April was content to just watch and laugh at all this, but a liiiiitle bit of fun won't hurt, right?

Which is why she casually walks up to the table, making sure to approach where Haldir can't see her, and she lifts one boot-clad foot to press against the edge of the table. She's only tilting it so that no food or anything falls off, except possibly the elf standing on the table, since she wants to see how balanced he really is.]

Edited 2012-09-29 03:06 (UTC)

All of you shall kneel before me--AH!?

[ When Haldir isn't drunk after drinking absurd amounts of punch spiked by a certain mischievous elfling, the march warden has impeccable balance. However, in this current state the poor Elf can't handle being knocked off his balance for now. That's why as soon as she tipped the table just a bit, Haldir slid off ungracefully and crashed right against the floor in a heap. ]

...ahh...oww...

[ After nearly falling face first against the floor, the poor march warden could be seen clutching his head in sheer agony. ]

[Ed's not saying a word, April. Don't worry. He gives her the briefest of glances, a smirk curling his lip.

3...

2...

1...

BAM.

One drunk elf was on the floor and the only thing Ed could do was laugh. Hard.]

O-oh. Oh yeah, you're-- pfffft -- absolutely fine.

[I'm not an elfling!! I'm three thousand years old, dammit!!

And laughing at Haldir's expense as he tumbles off the table. He just cannot contain himself any longer. As if watching him dance with Majima wasn't hilarious enough, he had to dance on the table and then fall off.

Lesson learned: Haldir + alcohol = shenanigans.

So the prince will quickly rush over after the fall, because yes he is worried. That kind of fall does hurt.]

Haldir!

[April gives a laugh when Haldir falls off the table, before crouching down near him to make sure he's okay.]

Sorry Haldir, but you really shouldn't stand on tables. It never ends well.

[ Still clutching his aching head once Legolas came near, Haldir shot April a heated glare. ]

Such a warning seemed to have come far too lat--Ouch!

[ He's going to be suffering from a very terrible migraine later. ]

Ugh! How despicable. They find amusement in my agony?

[So this is what it look like. When elves get drunk.

...huh.]

[ Had this been Mirkwood rather than Animus during one of King Thranduil's elaborate parties, that scene that played out earlier would've been much worse. The Elves of Mirkwood are known for their parties and their very potent wine. Their Lothlórien brethren are unused to such social events and tend not to possess a very strong tolerance for drinking. ]

What in the name of the Valar is wrong with me...?

[ He questioned as Legolas helps him off the floor. ]

[Have a prince kneeling down beside him on the opposite side of April. If this indeed had been one to the Elvenkings parties... Well, Haldir would have been down for the count long ago.]

I'm sure the amusement comes more from your antics prior to the fall than from the fall itself, mellonamin.

[Placing a hand on his shoulder and trying to help him get up.]

Perhaps you've celebrated enough already, this evening. And you seem to be quite drunk so it isn't at all helping.

[Totes not his fault. Nope.]

The room is spinning, Legolas.

[ Haldir certainly must've looked rather ill now. ]

The ground doesn't typically move this often, now does it?

[Oh god, does he ever regret doing this now. So much regret. He'll wrap an arm around Haldir's shoulder quickly to make sure he remains steady.]

It does not. Perhaps it's time for you to rest for the night, lest you be hurt worse than a simple fall.

[ Thank goodness for Legolas. Hadn't he been here now, Haldir surely would've keeled over. ]

Y-Yes, perhaps the time for me to retire for the evening as come.

[ He looks towards the younger Elf with a lopsided smile. ]

Such a shame though. I had hoped to see this celebration to its completion.

[Yes... thank goodness for Legolas... The elf who was in no way at all responsible for any of this.]

There will be other celebrations, I am sure. And next time, we will be certain to keep the alcohol well and far away from you.

[He'll just completely casually start leading Haldir towards his room.]

Don't worry, Haldir!

[ He cups his hands to call after the two elves. ]

Yer ass already has a crack in it! So, it'll heal up all right!

[ He grimaced instantly once he heard what Majima yelled. Turning to his companion, Haldir stared at Legolas with both brows arched high. ]

...What does that even mean?

[Haldir wasn't alone in the grimace. Legolas was still trying to learn how to accept Majima's way of speaking.]

I don't honestly know. You can always ask him when you're feeling more yourself.

009 | ❝We are the champions...!❞

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