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!]]

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[ghostytrainer]

[Just staring at that "cake." An attempt was made, sure, but dear god that is just...]

[Ew. Gross. Not that he would be singing a different tune if it was actually a real cake, but still. John's Zorua doesn't seem to share his opinion though, as he hops up onto the table, trots over to the bowl, and...sticks his face in it.]

Michael J., no! Don't eat that!

[You ever seen a kid try and pull a magic fox thing out of a bowl of mashed up nutrition bars? Well you have now!]

[heirterosexual]

[So probably the coolest thing about being the Heir of Breath... was that he literally got to become air. It was completely and utterly and did he mention ridiculously awesome.]

[So the first thing Dave probably notices is the slight draft in the room, followed by familiar snickering, and eventually hands settling over his eyes.]

Not like it's hard, but guess who.

[tentacletrainer]

[[Those balloons were true beauty. Works of art that should be put into every mueseum across the globe. If there were any left, anyway.

But Rose can't help but notice something is...missing from each. What would that be? Well if you bother watching her, you'll notice that she is drawing pictures on the balloons. Birthday balloons typically have little pictures on them, right?

There are cats and rabbits and birds and dogs...

After she's added a fair amount of doodles to these balloons, she's retired to a seat in the room, watching everything for now.

And yes, she's completely ignoring the fact that her Pokemon are out and about making friends. Well, two of three at least. Unfortunately Vodka is a little too big for the Media Room. But you might find a purple fox like creature staring at you intently, or perhaps a three foot tall fuzzy grub trying to fit in places it can't or sneaking some of the cake when nobody is looking.]]

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Aaand here's Bro. Honestly, he's a little disappointed that the party is a little late. He'd have preferred it be on Dave's actual birthday, but oh well. He at least wished Dave a happy birthday on his birthday and accepted that the party would be late because of how many kids needed to be accounted for.

He's just gonna be here... eying the cake. He's pretty tempted to eat it to show support. Y'know, take one for the team. Show a little enthusiasm. Get a little party spirit going on.

But yeah that requires building up the courage.]

[tentacletrainer]

From the looks of it, you may not be able to stop him. [[Rose is just going to be standing behind John, watching the little fox go. And then just watching as Turkey tries to haul himself up onto the table. He kind of gets up there, and then just starts dragging the cake bowl toward him instead. Screw getting the rest of his body up there.]]

[tentacletrainer]

[[Oh. Hello there, Bro. Rose had no idea that you were here too. It's kind of hard to believe that maybe their entire group was just transplanted from Johto to here sometimes with the similarities in head count, but whatever.

Just going to caaasually sidle up beside him.]]

I'm fairly certain it isn't toxic, so if you were eying it because you wanted to try it you're likely safe.

[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]

So what you are saying then is that you will be the one cleaning up fox puke later, right?

[Michael J. yaps and growls at Turkey. Wow, that was his bro. Way to be an asshole. John bops him lightly on the nose for this.]

Oh, stop that! You too, Turkey. You're both going to get sick!

[Just...going to try and pull the bowl away and keep the Zorua and Larvesta from getting into a fight. He doesn't have enough hands for this. Rose. Rose, halp.]

[tentacletrainer]

Not at all. I'm just saying you may not be able to win this battle. [[She considers her options as she watches the boy try to break them up by pulling the bowl away, before deciding to step in and scoop little Michael up, cradling him in her arms and playing with his paws a little.]]

Come on now. How about I get you fresh nutrition bars later, hm?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Jade would've much rather been spending time in her room where it wasn't freezing cold like the rest of the tower, but she'd made due throwing on the top of her God Tier pajamas and bundled up in her scarf as best as she'd could. You can't deny a fellow Strider hen they randomly pop up to tell you to come to a birthday party, after all.

Granted, she hadn't actually been involved in setting up the party, but right now she WAS lying down on the couch, nested in the cushions, blowing air into the balloon, letting it out, and repeating ad nauseam. Truly a party animal.]

[tentacletrainer]

[[Well well well. Which Strider is this? At least she's pretty sure this is a Strider. Shades, red theme, Hero of Time. Bundled up like it's a blizzard.

Black hair though. Hm.

Well, either way, Jade how would you feel about a good sized fuzzy grub crawling onto the couch to nestle beside you? He's probably long enough to be a decent body pillow and comes with the added bonus of being really, really warm.

Perks of being part Fire type, right?]]

You look like you could use a little entertainment.

[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?]

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Hello there yourself, Rose. Despite the fact he knows you're completely different, there's a part of him that's slightly cautious. The last Rose here didn't exactly make a good impression on him, considering she killed Dave. But he's not gonna let that get to him, and he's just gonna raise his eyebrow a little at her.]

Of course I know it ain't toxic. [It just looks disgusting.] I just don't wanna be the first to dig in, y'know? I mean, honestly one of you kids should get the first piece. It's not my birthday cake after all.

[lethechained]

[General]

[Naminé will be making a meandering circuit of the room, taking a good look at everything, all the 'decorations' and the... 'cake'. Regardless of the quality of said things, she's smiling to herself all the same. (The cake does get some raised eyebrows, though.)]


[Dave (OU)]

[Oh, that sure is a Naminé wandering over his direction. She comes to a stop at his side, studying the same portion of the decorations he is with a small smile on her lips.]

You really... put some effort into this.

[This probably translates as a 'You Tried' star, but her tone is positive.]

[tentacletrainer]

How thoughtful and caring of you. [[Yeah, that would do it.]] Now the question is, are any of us brave enough to try it. Toxic or not, there's nothing saying it isn't secretly some sort of kitchen monster waiting to attack.

[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.

[ghostytrainer]

[Michael J. wriggles in her arms, yipping happily. He accepts this offer of fresh food at a later time! Later time is like...a couple minutes, right momma? Right?]

I totally had it. [He grumbles and tugs the bowl away from Turkey now that he doesn't have to worry about Michael J.] We'll get you some later too, alright?

[heirterosexual]

I'm keeping guard on that thing in case it decides to become sentient and try eating us.

[He doesn't look away from the cake as he says this, but he brings it up when Namine pauses to peer at the cake. Hi there, nice to finally meet you, girl that my best bro is kind of totally into.]

[plushaeusrumpified]

I try. And wow, Lalonde, that's really rude of you. It's obvious Dave put a whole lot of effort into this... [Thing.] cake. You should show appreciation. You should be the first vict- er, first one to eat a piece.

[tentacletrainer]

[[Try a couple hours, sweetie. But she's not going to tell him that.]]

Uh-huh. That's why it looked like you were about to drop the bowl. And wouldn't that be unfortunate? [[Turkey seems placated for now, kind of...trying to climb onto John to get coddled too. You know how Derptini sometimes still tries to stick his head in Rose's shirt? Because he kind of doesn't grasp all the way that he's too big?

Yeah. Turkey's worse.]]

[tentacletrainer]

I was not at all dissing the effort and time he put into the cake, nor how much I appreciate that he did such a thing. However, none of these things negate the very real possibility that it could try to crawl out of it's bowl and eat my brain through my ear. Best laid plans, and all that.

[heirterosexual]

[Squint.]

...Mr. Strider, right?

[plushaeusrumpified]

[He's just going to give you a really flat look. Or, well, as flat as you can tell with his shades on.]

I'm not buying that. I think you're just being paranoid. Eat a piece, Lalonde.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[The movement of some kind of...what...ever that was spooked her for a minute (not outwardly because she had to keep her composure of course), but she did sit up slightly and stop messing with the balloon to watch the little guy move around. Normally she'd back the hell off but holy crap it was really warm....

She turned her attention away from it and towards R....ose? When the girl spoke. Not like any Rose she remembered seeing though, though it was pretty clear it wasn't her Rose in any case.]

You kidding? [She held the balloon a bit forward and stretched out the tube of it as it let out air, the balloon making a high-pitched almost screeching sound as the air came out. And when that was done, she laid back down on the couch next to her New Best Friend the fire-type.]

Classic comedy gold right here. Can't get more classy entertainment than that.

[tentacletrainer]

[[As she passes by one particular 'balloon', a pink pen is handed to her.]]

This one is a little plain, don't you think?

[[She doesn't know who you are, miss, but if you're here you must be a friend.]]