Gotta Get Dat [Open]

[ Stefan ]

Stefan was one of the first people that caught wind (haha, get it) of the party. Fashionably late be damned. He wasn't going to miss another party because of stupid school shit. He literally missed the last rave because he passed out because of Biology midterms. His Facebook feed was just statuses about the dude that talked to the walls. Why didn't he get to see the dude that talked to the walls.

He was wearing jeans, a white shirt with a v-cut and a stylish jacket when he walked in with a group of friends and shared some laughs. He immediately split off when he saw the dance floor. At first he checked out the DJ that played the music and... nope, it wasn't DJ. He sighed. His temporary sadness about not seeing DJ again made way for excitement as he got to the dance floor and started shedding it. Wherever Dance Boss was, he would be so proud.


[ #91827364501 & #81056444890 ]

There was one thing Thorn kept hearing today.

And it was an annoying repeat of "Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn Thorn."

Finally, she caved and asked him, "What?"

"School party."

"You know that's going to be the lamest shitfest this side of Manta Carlos, right?"

Joker only smiled and said, "That's the point."

And so, like the shittiest couple in the world, Thorn and Joker went to the party. Thorn was wearing her classy artist wear, with her knee-high boots, black turtleneck and black beret. Joker was, of course, wearing a form-fitting ironic t-shirt ("I can haz party?"), shades and jeans.

Joker looked excited for the shitfest, but Thorn couldn't tell if it was genuine or ironic. It was so hard to tell when Joker was being sincere these days.

Joker ran off to the Dance floor while Thorn leaned lamely at the snack table. She poured herself some punch and sipped. No drugs, no alcohol, and no LSDs.

This was going to be the worst party ever.


[ Marina Bellamy ]

As local Queen Bee of Starlight Academy, Marina felt like it was her civic duty to grace the party with her presence. Cheerleading practice was wrapped up for the week so she had some free time. She wanted to spend that free time re-reading Sandman and painting her nails with little stars, but she supposed a party wouldn't be bad. It sucked they didn't have alcohol, though.

She entered the place in a form fitting tank top and booty shorts that said juicy on them. The crowd parted to make way for Marina Bellamy.

[Eph]

[Aurelia]

[Teddy]

Coatzin looked around the place, she was still fairly new and knew almost none around the school, but hey there was no better place to make new friends or at least meet other students than a school party, right? Her outfit was rather simple, a neon green t-shirt with some neon-blue designs on its front, denim shorts and matching tennis. To be fully honest here, this was her first party ever, so she wasn’t exactly sure of what to do, after a couple of seconds she just decided to chill and do mimic the ones around her, just wanting to have a good time with everyone else.

She allowed her wings to relax a bit and her tail to move freely around her, her colorful feathers appearing to be glowing under the neon lights, the colors more vibrant than ever and she wouldn’t be afraid to show it to anyone around here. After taking a deep breath she walked towards the dance floor and allowed the atmosphere of the place to envelop her, having a really good time around her fellow students. Coming to this party was probably a good idea after all.

[Teddy]
The night was perfect for all sorts of shenanigans - although at the moment, his usual sorts of stunts were ill - advised. For one, there were no torches to be stolen. For another, grappling onto the roof and singing an impromptu Dean Martin concert was something he wasn't as prepared for or drunk enough for. Maybe later in the night would be better, especially if a slow dance segment was there at some point.

He moved around in the background, fairly unnoticed without his signature longcoat and tophat. Instead, they were stowed away in a backpack he had, slung over his right shoulder. It was a long time since he last wore "normal" clothing - a plain shirt with a smiley face on it, cargo pants, and combat boots. He was glowing light blue in the darkness of the background, although not many paid attention, thinking he was probably some sort of performance art.

Thinking of what to do was taking time, and Teddy was impatient to say the least. More vigor filled his steps as he looked around for a piece of the action to jump into, nodding his head to the beat of the music and obscuring his own vision with his messy black and white hair.

Though his empty eyeholes couldn't see clearly, something however felt familiar. A powerful presence that he'd always liked sensing around. Quickly, he took to a nearby wall and climbed up, grabbing onto an overhang. There it was - or rather, she - the so called "queen" of the current scene. Marina always caught Teddy's nonexistent eyes - the epitome of the word "attractive" as she was. It never was in his interest to do anything about it, after all, he cared little for romance, opting more for simple companionship and the occasional partner in petty crime. But tonight was a night to cut loose, and so he began to plot. Besides, whether or not anything at all happened - his main interest in her was purely to know who she was behind the rumors after all (and maybe use her presence to get to meet more people to steal torches with) - there was going to be a bit of a fun scene at the very least.

First he decided to phase through the wall, leaving only his head exposed. Then he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"MARINA! NOTICE ME!"

Then he immediately phased his entire body through the wall to escape outside, and then came back in from another point in the wall. There he cursed himself; now he'd made himself come off as a stalker instead of - well, there was really no other way to come off with that statement. But still, the night was young. Teddy smirked to himself and put on a pair of shades to hide his empty eyeholes. The game was on - by the end of things, she would know of the existence of Thaddeus Rector.

Mynaim didn’t like the translucent blue creature. It almost even felt threatened by the blue one. The mana construct was trying to be as cool as Mynaim, and it wasn’t doing a very good job of it in Mynaim’s opinion.

The mana construct wanted the attention of Marina, the mortal girl with the supposedly juicy butt and the unusual diet. Unfortuntely, the mana creature was absolutely terrible at getting mortals’ attention. It hurt Mynaim to watch how bad he was at being like Mynaim. It’s like it wasn’t even trying to be like Mynaim, which was more likely a sign of incompetence than a reflection of its goals or desires in life.

Mynaim would show the mana creature how this was supposed to be done. It materialized right in front of Marina, with its finest raggedy cloth bandages covering its eye wounds. Mynaim could clean up very nicely and look very good and well-dressed when it wanted to.

“Don’t pay any attention to that creature. He’s an idiot and he’s made of blue. You should notice me instead. I am intelligent enough to appreciate the clever joke on your butt.”

Mynaim had gotten much better at human sarcasm after all these thousands of years. It could tell that Marina’s butt was not a source of juice even though it was labeled as juicy. Marina’s butt was a misdirection, which is what made it funny. Mynaim emphasized the fact that it got the joke by letting out an extremely unconvincing laugh. “Ha. Ha. Ha.”

==> June

This what was June lived for! June reveled in the loud beating of the bass, the neon flashing in his eyes and the sound of the people chattering about. Well, he had time bar hopping and going to nightclubs but to think the school would ever hold something like this surprised him. It was too bad there was no alcohol allowed. That would have been more fun. Things were more exciting with alcohol involved. Maybe he could get someone to sneak something in.

June walked in the ballroom with three girls flanked at his sides. His "friends" for the night. (Not like he had actual friends.) At the corner of his eye, he spotted the resident Queen Bee of the high school department. Little Barbie doll surrounded by what he would assumed to be a flock of weirdos. Poor girl. One of his companions whispered to him that they would go meet the others who were going to catch up. As June looked at her, the girl gave him a wink that meant something along the lines of 'we have a surprise'. For the most part, he loved his friends. They knew how he liked surprises.

[[Mz'sid So-kijak & Wei Hu Sun]]

"How many times do I have to apologize?"

The small monkey boy's arms were crossed tightly across his front, his fingers digging deeply into his arms, wearing the lovely banana pendant he'd gotten for his birthday from Arren. He wore it all the time now--it was rare to see him without it now--and the look on his face was a mix of casual 'i'm disappointed in you' and 'fuck off'.

"Is this because of what happened at your party?"

A small growl as a response.

"I said sorry!"

"YOU MADE OUT ALL OVER MY FOOD!"

"I SAID SORRY."

Wei stepped into the ballroom with Sid close behind him. Normally the drow didn't like to come to school-funded functions. They tended to be lamer than lame, what with all the teachers around enforcing rules and the 'leaving room for Jesus' shit--but Wei had demanded that he come along just to prove that he could make an appearance without making out all over people and making a mess of literally everything.

Being in the ballroom with everyone again made Wei feel good. It felt nice, being surrounded by people in this space. It reminded him of his birthday party.

Then he scowled because Sid had ruined his birthday party.

"If I find you swapping spit with anyone i am not talking to you again!"

Sid raised his hands in surrender. "Fine."

[[Amphios]]

He was here for an assignment, and he was starting to wonder if it was worth it. The faun was nice and usually pretty friendly, but he wasn't exactly the biggest fan of crowds. People rubbing against you can very easily mess up your clothes and take off your hats or steal your shoes or worse pants you in front of everyone.

That was a whole host of problems he definitely wanted nothing to do with. But it was for an assignment. He had to take a normal scene in school life and change the whole mood of it into something totally different.

So Amphy was going to turn this happy, fun, lighthearted dance into a scene of horror. He was actually kinda excited.

The faun, dressed in his standard hat, long pants, and long sleeves was making easily laps around the outskirts of the party, making sure he got all the footage he needed.

"This is gonna be great!" he whispered to himself.

[ #81056444890 ]

Thorn was hanging out like a huge schmuck around the food table and sipping on her punch. She didn't really dancing or socializing in places like these. These people... weren't really her people, so to speak. They were far too sober.

She already threw three ecstasy pills in the punch but it wasn't the same if you didn't have a partner-in-crime to witness how totally rad that was. She returned to watching Joker ironically doing the Robot in the dance floor and unnerving nearby dancers.

Man, she needed a smoke right now.

"Thorn?"

Thorn jumped when she heard the voice.

She didn't really expect to see anyone she knew here. Her "friends" were either drug addicts, barhoppers, lonely nerds or troubled artists — the kind of people you wouldn't expect to see at a school sanctioned party. When she looked up, she had to grin.

She gave Jacob a mock salute. "Detective Solano. A pleasure to see you here."

Really. It really was. She pegged him for a businessman or a counselor or something boring like that and not a teacher. It always surprised her when she found her clients at the school, and Jacob was one of her favorites.

"I'm a Fine Arts student, Solano. Didn't really expect that one, did you?" She laughed. "Don't worry. I don't blame you. Most people think I'm either a porn star, a dropout or a single mother. Surprise, I actually have my life in order."

More or less, anyway.



[ Marina Bellamy ]

Everywhere Marina went, she expected basic ass normies to try and talk to her. This place was no different. She scoffed when she watched Blue Guy make a scene to try and get her attention —

— and she screamed when a monstrous creature materialized in front of her.

Out of all the things she was expecting, it wasn't this.

Now, as a disclaimer, Marina could watch suspense or gore type movies without any fear. She avoided them because they turned her on to the point she might actually act on her urges and do something illegal and dangerous. But horror was another thing.

She covered her eyes and stumbled backwards, hitting someone coming in.