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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!]]
/pokes with a stick
[Charming. Let's just hope that John can feel his face after that.]
[John sighs and calls Slimer back to his ball before the ghost has a chance to zoom away and cause more trouble. This is why you had to stay in the ball for the party, Slimer. This is why.]
So yeah, that's all of them that I have with me. Slimer and Tron really suck at the first impression thing but I promise they really aren't that bad. [Speaking of, guess who just poked his head out of the TV and is now going back inside the ball because of it? One little hyperactive spazzghost, that's who.]
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[John's face reflects all of these reactions, though it stays mostly in one expression.]
[Eventually he deigns to draw his hands down his face, uttering a quiet yechh as he does so.]
Heh. Actually I'd say they're all pretty cool. Reaperdude is a little spooky, but I guess it's no different than accidentally running into Dave's brother and having an argument about eating his shitty cake. [He eyes Elliot warily for a moment.] Which, I, ahm. Sincerely hope you won't opt to reenact, Elliot.