4. Party Rock Anthem

[buymedumplings]

Characters: Party People
Content: Bolin hosts a block party in Twilight Town. Food, fun, and partying! Whoo!
Location (including world): Twilight Town, The Sandlot
Time of Day: Late afternoon and into the night
Warnings: Excessive partying?
Notes: Feel free to start your own sub-threads, thread-jack, and just have fun. Open free for all is the style for threading.


Bolin, with the help of Spirits, Moogles, and various other people had finally finished setting up the party. There were tables laden with different kinds of food of course and decorations everywhere. They'd made sure to clear a space for dancing and Perry the Platypus had volunteered to DJ with some equipment borrowed from the moogles for the night. Bolin wished there could be more people so they could have games and stuff like a proper street festival...but for what he had he felt it was pretty good.

Now they just needed people to show up for the fun.

Comments

[statisticallyterrible]

Chell winced at the advice. So that was it: she'd come face to face with one of those dreaded perky people. Somehow, people existed that simply took being happy as a given, and she couldn't for the life of her understand the mindset. Presumably, parties were a device made for and by these sorts of people.

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Oh, how little she knew. "What's with that look?" he said, glancing over his shoulder as if to stop whatever had bothered her. Nothing was obvious...

[statisticallyterrible]

One corner of her mouth twitched, and she waved a hand to dismiss his concern as she stood. She looked him up and down in a mock study, before gesturing to him to lead the way. If he had such an easy time being in a good mood, he should have no trouble showing her how, right?

[onehandsomeslickninja]

He briefly considered offering her an arm... but even he had no illusions about his prospects there. So instead, he bowed grandly, then turned with a snap of the cape to escort her to the refreshments table. After all, punch is an important part of the festivities!

"Judging from the looks of that dress, I'd guess Rarity was involved?" His brief sojourn into the pony's demesne had left an impression.

[statisticallyterrible]

Chell picked at the fabric of the dress, still self conscious regardless of how many times Rarity assured her of her appearance. Even if his personal approval didn't matter much to her, she still felt painfully out of place in her new clothes, namely since the only thing strictly practical about it were the shoes. Instead of a shake or nod of response, Chell attempted to refocus her attention on the refreshments set out.

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Responding to her redirect on a mostly subconscious level, Edge gestured broadly with one hand, implicitly offering to obtain for her anything she might desire. But his attention was still back on the pony. "Kind of weird, isn't it? I mean, perfectly nice girl... what can you call her but a girl with that voice, but I can't even imagine THAT world."

[statisticallyterrible]

His claim got a faint snort of amusement: even after having the ponies' home described by Pinkie, Chell couldn't make heads or tails of how the place functioned. Besides, "normal" life such as this still proved largely too much for her to comprehend. She gave a shrug and a brush of the hand, chalking pony lifestyle up as a mystery, and went for a cup of punch.

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Edge shot a glance at the crowd, then drew a bit closer. Not lecherously, for a change, just to keep his voice down. "You have anything like them where you came from? Because on my world, they'd be closer to monsters than anything..."

[statisticallyterrible]

Chell started at his moving in, but settled when no ill intent read in his movements. She actually needed to take a moment and think about that question--she couldn't remember much of the outside world, so she couldn't give much of a firm answer. Still, if there were, she figured it would have left some impression on her psyche.

Well, perhaps there was the theme of deceptively sweet-sounding, small, feminine beings with a tendency to surprise and make uncomfortable. Chell liked to hope that the similarities would end there. Finally, she shook her head.

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Damn. Well, he wasn't surprised, at least. "I'd love to know what their deal is," he mused. "It's just so weird. If you ever find out anything..."

Well, he'd say 'please tell me' but he wasn't entirely certain she COULD.