Once you party with us

[knightime]

Characters: Dave Strider, the loser Homestucks with birthdays in December, Naminé, and everyone else who's in the Media Room at that time.
Setting: Media Room
Format: Either
Summary: Party in the media room. Look at all these stupid kids who have birthdays in December.
Warnings: Teenagers are dumb. Stupid shenanigans.

It wasn't really a proper party set-up. There were no decorations or anything that would signify it were a party. Dave didn't really have supplies or time to make anything and he wasn't really around to even plan anything in the first place.

Jason didn't really make it any easier by giving them only foodbars and water for this month either.

But he did try. He made those shitty paper ringlets to hang and he taped really crappy drawings of balloons to the walls. An attempt was made and he thinks his balloons are pretty fucking awesome anyways. It was a little sad. The list was a lot shorter than he anticipated. He ignored that nagging thought though. He didn't want to recall that a lot of his friends had left while he was gone.

Yeah, pretending that isn't a thing that happened.

Too busy admiring his really shitty attempt at birthday decorations.

Damn, he even made a cake. Ok. It wasn't really a cake. He mashed nutrition bars into a bowl with water and attempted to bake it. That...that didn't actually really come out like he hoped. Mostly, he put it in too long so the outside was completely burn yet the middle was still a really gross mush. No one was probably going to eat it. But it's the thought that counts...

It's a really gross fucking cake.

Obviously though, he should be in charge of birthdays all the time. "Fuck, I'm amazing at this." No, Dave. This is pretty shitty and you know it. You tried though. You tried.

[[OOC: Feel free to threadjack and mingle!]]

Comments

[heirterosexual]

[John's just kind of cracking up from over here, 'kay.]

Dude, let him! That way we won't have to eat it.

[ghostytrainer]

And have him throw it up all over my bed later?! I don't think s--

[Oh.]

[Now John has seen a lot of weird shit before, both in SBURB and in Johto. But this kind of takes the shitty nutritional bar cake. One glance at this guy's eyes tells him that this isn't Jake so face-twin nonsense is ruled out. He can't time travel, so that kind of rules out a past or future self. Though then again, that outfit looks kind of reminiscent of Dave, Vriska, and Aradia's god tier jammies. And didn't Dave say something about his having a stupidly long hood?]

[Okay so maybe future self isn't entirely crossed out, but that doesn't really explain how both of them could be here since, again. He's not the one with time powers.]

Uhh...

[What...what do you say in this sort of situation. This is weird. Why did no one mention this to him. Or if they did, why wasn't he paying more attention and actually registering it?]

[heirterosexual]

Oh, gross. Okay, that's reason enough to make him quit, then.

[John is less bothered. He's also floating, because fuck walking when you don't have to. Though he belatedly realizes the lack of fancy dress and braces on this John and squints. Yeah, he's been under that much of a rock known as Anna can't get her tagging mojo in line and hasn't quite realized that Jolal is gone.]

...You're not the other John that was here before. Okay, so it's new nickname time.

[He floats a little lower and peers at John's 'mon, squinting and then offering John himself a hand to shake.]

Obvious statement; hi, I'm John Egbert. And so are you, I guess. Or John somebody.

i did not even see your typos where were they......

[ghostytrainer]

[Oh what the hell, he can fly? Bullshit.]

Uhh...no. Definitely not. I just got here a little while ago.

[John stares at John's offered hand but doesn't take it just yet. He seems a little wary.]

John Egbert, yeah. That's me too. [Still just staring at his hand though!! It's a hand!! And he wants him to shake it but is that even allowed?!]

Err... possibly dumb question but it's cool for me to shake your hand right? It's not going to like... cause all life as we know it to stop instantaneously and every molecule in our bodies to explode at the speed of light, right?

[In other words: is it safe to cross the Johns?]

rofl they were everywhere.

[heirterosexual]

[Got Tiger, bro. Got Tiger.]

[John's hesitance has just... given him the greatest pranking idea ever. He grins, and shakes his head.]

Should be safe! I shook hands with-- or at least I clapped him on the shoulder a time or two --the other John, and nothing crazy happened!

brain autocorrect....

[ghostytrainer]

[Damn tigers.]

You mean John Lalonde or whoever? Dave mentioned him...still don't really get what that's about but whatever I guess.

[Alright then, if other John is sure then let's make this happen. Commencing handshake............!]

i'm not sorry

[heirterosexual]

[Roar.]

Lalonde, yeah. He's like a really fancy John. Pretty cool guy, though!!

[And the handshake commences as normal for a few seconds-- but then John makes a face, and a startled sound, and then starts to shake his hand a little, vibrating it in place.] Oh, shit! Maybe I was wrong, what's-- aaahhh!

[And he proceeds to make use of his most recent pranking tool-- his Title ability. So he kind of. Evaporates into John-air, leaving nothing behind but a breeze.]

[He rematerializes back behind John and covers his mouth with both his hands to not crack up laughing, though.]

i saw it coming. don't be sorry though, it's beautiful

[ghostytrainer]

[See now, if this John had gotten the tiger he would so know what's up and could have countered this. But he got the Pokeymans instead of the tiger, so he has no idea what his own powers are.]

[So he's pretty sure he just managed to vaporize his alt. future self or whatever...other John is. Was.]

[He stares at his hand, then to where other John had been floating, then back to his hand.]

Well shi-- AH!

[He chose the wrong time to turn around. Not expecting to see the other John un-vaporized, and more importantly BEHIND HIM, John jumps, wobbles, and falls flat on his ass in surprise.]

[Aaaand there goes the prankster's gambit. He can just feel it sinking. Again. Goddammit now he's getting outpranked by himself too. IT NEVER ENDS.]

omg that *icon* is what's beautiful.

[heirterosexual]

[Hey now, Pokeymanz are pretty rad, too. Don't knock the Pokeymanz. John used to kick his dad's butt at the card game all the friggin' time.]

[The moment John turns around and shouts, he cracks up laughing, and he doubles over and laughs so hard he's snorting and tearing up just a bit when he falls on his ass.]

Oh man you should have seen your face!! That was Grade A!!

thank you

[ghostytrainer]

[Oh he's not saying the Pogeymenz aren't awesome it would just be cool if he could fly and vaporize himself too.]

[His ears are burning as he pushes himself back to his feet, hoping with every fiber of his being that nobody saw that. At least he got pranked by himself so that...he guesses that makes it better? Better than getting bested by Rose or Karkat at any rate, which we are not going to talk about.]

[No one must ever know, especially not himself.]

Yeah, yeah...priceless, I'm sure. If only you had a camera. [He dusts himself off, taking consolation in the fact that at least he didn't shriek like a girl so he does at least have some of his dignity left.]

How did you do that, anyway?

wow this is such a late reply nfjvndbk i'm sorry

[heirterosexual]

[You can't have both, that's just cheating. And way too much cool for a nerdy asshole with dumb teeth.]

[He. he. heh.]

[His grin just broadens, and he taps the side of his head.] I have a mental camera. That face will be etched into my mind's eye for years to come. ...or at least until next week.

[He shrugs his shoulders in lieu of putting his hands into his pockets, but his pajama pants don't have pockets. Bummer, that.] Kinda comes with the whole being a God thing, I guess. I don't really get it. I just get to do cool windy stuff. [He picks his hands up and wiggles his fingers, aiming a soft breeze at his Pokemon-training self.]

it's fine! i'm always fine with backtags c:

[ghostytrainer]

[Pokemon, wind powers, AND pockets might be a bit much, wouldn't it? Because guess whose jeans totally have pockets? This guy. Right here. So many pockets this boy has, jeans, fanny pack, there's even one on that dinky little purple over-shirt thing.]

Oh, right. The God Tier thing. [Karkat and Vriska had mentioned the whole breezy powers thing before, but actually being able to TURN INTO THE FUCKING WIND was not something John thought that entailed. Color him a little disappointed now.]

So does that make you a future me or are you one of those weird parallel universe alternates I keep hearing about?

yes good :>

[heirterosexual]

[Curse you Powerpuff Girls and your pockets, sir.]

Yeah, that thing. [John thinks it's pretty fucking rad, to be perfectly honest. And he kinda discovered it on complete accident. So now he's just abusing it.]

Man, I don't know. I've heard people say Dave and I are the "alpha" timeline, but the timeline thing is his deal not mine, I'm not an alpha anything, really, and I like to think that one timeline or universe or whatever isn't really any better than any other one? So I think you're just another John who happens to have-- actually, is that a Pokemon? [Attention span, John.]

[ghostytrainer]

Yes. Yes he is.

[A Pokemon who, luckily, stopped trying to eat the "cake" a little while ago. The appearance of a dad clone kind of distracted the little Zorua and he hasn't been able to look away from the two of them yet. He's just been staring from dad to the other this entire conversation long.]

[What is this sorcery?]

[heirterosexual]

Wow I really can't decide if I'm jealous of you or not right now. [He sinks down to his feet and crouches in front of the creature.] I mean on one hand I'm a God. On another hand, you have a frigging Pokemon.

[ghostytrainer]

[The Zorua yips and sniffs at John's hand curiously. There's wizardry afoot, he knows it.]

Five, actually. Forty five if you want to get super technical.

[heirterosexual]

Jeez! Are you gonna be the very best, like no one ever was?

[Wow he almost feels bad for that. But not really. He reaches out to scritch Zorua's head.] You called him Michael J., right?

holding off on the other one for a bit in case of info conflict with this one

[ghostytrainer]

Well catching them is an overrated test, but training them is definitely my cause. [Wow they're lame.] Anyway, I don't know about that. A lot of the people who were brought to Johto were really strong trainers. I almost have all the badges though.

[Yes. Scritches gooooooooood.]

But yes, that's Michael J. He's a Zorua.

i am so glad i am not the only one that likes doing that.

[heirterosexual]

Oh my God, I need you to be my best friend. I mean, aside from Dave. My other-best friend. Just for that right there.

[He stays on the ground to give ample scritches to Michael, but turns to look at John the moment he mentions badges.] You know you're gonna have to show me those, right? This is like some weeaboo's wet dream, holy crap. [He makes a soft little cooing sort of noise at Michael.] You're a good little-- oh my God you named him Michael J. because he looks like a fox, didn't you.

ahaha definitely not.

[ghostytrainer]

[John folds his arms over his chest at that, his face splitting into a wide grin.]

Tell me it's not the perfect name. I dare you to sit there and tell me that that Michael J. isn't the perfect name for a fox monster.

[heirterosexual]

No you're totally a brilliant son of a bitch and I'm really glad you're me because we're awesome, okay. Do you have others with you??

[ghostytrainer]

Are trolls with nubby horns have blood pressure problems? Of course I do! Chandel is... [He looks around the room.] Some...where. Floating around. Ah! There she is. Hey! CHANDEL! COME HERE! [There's a ghostly-sounding coo as a small white and purple blur zooms across the room and collides with the side of John's face, giggling. John responds by poking at her a bit with his index finger.]

Yes, I love you too but quit that for a second okay? Here, look, you need to meet this guy. [He gestures to John, which causes Chandel's eyes to go wide. With a squeak, she abandons one John's face for another. Though instead of colliding, she's opting to poke and prod and muss up his hair a little. How is this even possible, she doesn't know but she's not questioning.] Chandel is a Litwick. I will give you a moment before I bring the others out. Trust me, you will thank me for not siccing Tron and Chandel on you at the same time.

[heirterosexual]

[Wow John so did not pay attention far enough into Pokemon to know what the fuck that is. But he smiles anyway.]

[And then he is being assaulted with affection, and he starts laughing and sort of floating backward to try and evade, though without much luck.] Wow, jeez, friendly little thing!!

[ghostytrainer]

[It's okay. This John has only ever played blue version so he had no idea what she was at first either.]

Aha, yeah. Juuust a little bit. Don't worry though, she won't hurt you or anything.

[JUST STAND STILL AND LET HER LOVE YOU. STOP FLOATING AWAY.]

i am sorry tags are so slow my job is kicking my ass

[heirterosexual]

[Blue version. Figures.]

I didn't figure as much. This doesn't exactly-- pffft, ahahah. --seem like aggressive behavior. [He finally settles to stand on his feet instead of floating so he stops moving, and lets her love on him to her heart's content.]