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towerofanimus2012-12-08 06:49 pm
knightime) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-08 06:49 pm
Once you party with us
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!]]
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!]]
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Yeah, Chidori can do that, especially if it means more of that cake-but-not-cake gets finished. Less for the rest of them have to somehow put away. So yeah, don't mind if Chidori occasionally bends down to sneak it pieces of protein-cake whenever people aren't looking.]
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Because eventually he starts trying to climb you. He wants hugs and cuddles and doesn't quite understand the fact that he's too big. Are you ready to take this on?]]
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Chidori wouldn't mind if she were a more normal girl- but she isn't. She's a rather sickly one, and while she's uncommonly strong in small doses, holding up a three-foot long animal is not something she can manage well. Especially not in her dress. So instead, she compromises and leads it to a chair, settling down and letting it drape across her lap for pettings.
Compromise.]
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But he's happy with this compromise, draping like he's never draped before. He makes a variety of happy, chittering noises, radiating warmth in his happiness.]]
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If nothing, she's actually quite pleased by all the warmth it radiates- being someone that more or less absorbs fire, even a little bit of excess warmth does wonders for Chidori's constitution. Plus, it is adorably fluffy, even for a giant bug thing.]
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Which means he is going to just lay here all day. Or until he has to move. Which is hopefully never.]]
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She isn't moving for a while though, so if Rose wants her pokemon back, she's going to have to come and pick it up.]