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towerofanimus2013-04-20 12:38 am
hystericull) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-20 12:38 am
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420-2 ♑ [four hundred twentieth honk part two: electric boogaloo]
Characters: Gamzee and everyone angsting post-Rebellion. And also YOU.
Setting: Media floor.
When: April 20th.
Format: Action.
Summary: THIS IS A MINGLING POST! It's basically a free-for-all, depending on who's down to celebrate a little 4/20. Even if you aren't down (with the clown, or the green, or both), it'll be a good place to see everyone and get your mind off of the horrid aftermath of the Rebellion event. You can make your own top-level post or comment to others'.
Warnings: Gamzee... also drugs hooray! But that's not mandatory.
[Lining the dorm halls and scattered about the staircase are signs that read: free fuckin magic pie on the media floor. :o)]
[If you happened to pick up one of the carelessly-strewn-about scraps of paper, or even if you unknowingly made your way to the media floor, you'd find pie tins everywhere. They were filled to the brim with some heinous-looking green slime. It looks like whoever was dishing this stuff out eventually ran out of pie tins, and ended up using cups to try and pass the rest of the stuff off as smoothies.]
[Other than the mess of movies and games all over the floor, and several TVs blaring whatever movie happened to be left in its player - the level was as normal as it ever was. Bits of slime were dropped on the ground and the couches, but it wasn't as messy as it could be.]
[On one of the couches, however, was draped a rather gangly boy. He had a half-devoured pie tin on his stomach and his head bent back over the arm of the couch. Beyond him lay a few stray tins - all obviously downed already. It was pretty hard to tell if he was sleeping or not, by the slits those yellow eyes of his had become, but once in a while they'd flick lazily back and forth and he'd smack his tongue around his mouth like he'd forgotten it was there.]
Pie's on the fuckin' house to all motherfucker's what all up and feel like they 'bout to get their asses a prime fuckin' bawwfest on 'bout shit what I ain't wanting to hear no more about.
[He'll tell you as you step off onto the floor. If you're feeling brave, you can go ahead and take a tin or a cup of slime. Once ingested, it acts as a strong mix of a hallucinogenic and sedative drug. You'll feel endlessly happy, see all sorts of colors, stare at the TV screens, laugh until you cry, etc. Or, you know, laze on a couch like a useless potato.]
[If drugs ain't your thing, Gamzee's open to preaching and also interrogation and/or chiding. Or, you can totally ignore him and go interact with someone else. He's happy just watching like a creep. Though, he won't be the one to actually tell you they're drugs, so it can be a happy surprise, as well.]
[OOC: If you want to thread with Gamzee, I'll have a thread for him down below. If you'd like to make a top-level comment for your character, go right ahead. If you want to totally ignore Gamzee and tag into other people's threads instead, be my guest! Have awkward, slime-enduced happy shenanigans all around. These kids need a damn pick-me-up, I swear.]
Setting: Media floor.
When: April 20th.
Format: Action.
Summary: THIS IS A MINGLING POST! It's basically a free-for-all, depending on who's down to celebrate a little 4/20. Even if you aren't down (with the clown, or the green, or both), it'll be a good place to see everyone and get your mind off of the horrid aftermath of the Rebellion event. You can make your own top-level post or comment to others'.
Warnings: Gamzee... also drugs hooray! But that's not mandatory.
[Lining the dorm halls and scattered about the staircase are signs that read: free fuckin magic pie on the media floor. :o)]
[If you happened to pick up one of the carelessly-strewn-about scraps of paper, or even if you unknowingly made your way to the media floor, you'd find pie tins everywhere. They were filled to the brim with some heinous-looking green slime. It looks like whoever was dishing this stuff out eventually ran out of pie tins, and ended up using cups to try and pass the rest of the stuff off as smoothies.]
[Other than the mess of movies and games all over the floor, and several TVs blaring whatever movie happened to be left in its player - the level was as normal as it ever was. Bits of slime were dropped on the ground and the couches, but it wasn't as messy as it could be.]
[On one of the couches, however, was draped a rather gangly boy. He had a half-devoured pie tin on his stomach and his head bent back over the arm of the couch. Beyond him lay a few stray tins - all obviously downed already. It was pretty hard to tell if he was sleeping or not, by the slits those yellow eyes of his had become, but once in a while they'd flick lazily back and forth and he'd smack his tongue around his mouth like he'd forgotten it was there.]
Pie's on the fuckin' house to all motherfucker's what all up and feel like they 'bout to get their asses a prime fuckin' bawwfest on 'bout shit what I ain't wanting to hear no more about.
[He'll tell you as you step off onto the floor. If you're feeling brave, you can go ahead and take a tin or a cup of slime. Once ingested, it acts as a strong mix of a hallucinogenic and sedative drug. You'll feel endlessly happy, see all sorts of colors, stare at the TV screens, laugh until you cry, etc. Or, you know, laze on a couch like a useless potato.]
[If drugs ain't your thing, Gamzee's open to preaching and also interrogation and/or chiding. Or, you can totally ignore him and go interact with someone else. He's happy just watching like a creep. Though, he won't be the one to actually tell you they're drugs, so it can be a happy surprise, as well.]
[OOC: If you want to thread with Gamzee, I'll have a thread for him down below. If you'd like to make a top-level comment for your character, go right ahead. If you want to totally ignore Gamzee and tag into other people's threads instead, be my guest! Have awkward, slime-enduced happy shenanigans all around. These kids need a damn pick-me-up, I swear.]
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[When he comes back a short while later, he has a marker in his hand.]
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Well, if nobody stops him.*
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