DJ, blow my speakers up.

[forefather]

Who: Madara, Yosuke, and OPEN to anybody.
When: Shortly after this and going all night.
Where: Rec room.
Summary: PARTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Rating: All raves are at least PG-13.
Warnings: Obnoxious.
Notes: Comment-spam! Mingle! Thread hop!

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[discomagic]

[Madara had to be the biggest dork that Yosuke knew. Exactly why were people scared of him? He scratched his head lightly as he waited by the door to greet the people that would enter. Of course, he got into the spirit of things by dressing up too, and amused at how much it looked like his first Persona.]

[demonswordmode]

[She didn't change out of her normal attire, but Tsubaki was there and ready to have some fun, and hopefully make some new friends. As soon as she walked through the door she saw Yosuke and gave him a bright smile.]

Hi, Yosuke-kun!

[discomagic]

Tsubaki-chan!

[Ah? She's not dressed up? Isn't this kind of embarrassing for him? He scratched the back of his head as he wondered if he should bring this up, but there was no real reason to share the feeling of embarrassment if there didn't need to be one, right? Right. Instead, he raises his hand to wave cheerfully despite her close distance.]

Glad that you could make it. Ready to dance the night away?

[demonswordmode]

[She looks a bit uncertain, with the strangers all around and odd decorations, but she's certainly going to try hard to have a good time.]

Are we really going to dance? [Glances over at Madara and his shenanigans, showing off for Hashirama, and quickly looks away again.] I guess so.

[discomagic]

[His hand lightly came to rest on his shoulder as he followed her gaze to what Madara was currently doing. Head lowered and tone comically grim.]

Please, ignore that idiot. Don't dance like that and just pretend you don't see it.

[demonswordmode]

Ah. But it's hard to not look with those pants and black lights . . .

[She does an exaggerated turn to put her back to the silliness, hands clasped behind her and smiling at Yosuke.]

I promise I don't dance like that.

[discomagic]

You really do have a point there.

[He laughed softly, but his head remained bowed.]

This is a promise between us. I'm holding you to it.

[demonswordmode]

[Blink, blink.]

A promise? That I don't dance like that?

[Glances back at Madara, who's being rather explicit, and promptly snaps back to watching Yosuke.]

I think that's a safe promise.

[discomagic]

[Sighs.]

I feel like I should turn a hose on that guy, but I think things would get even weirder if I did.

[A dismissive wave.]

Did you ever come to these things back home?

[demonswordmode]

We had parties, sometimes at Shinigami-sama's mansion, but they weren't quite like this. [Gestures at the bright lights and odd decorations. And the unusual music.]

It was usually a group of classmates getting together with music.

[discomagic]

Then, how would you dance?

[demonswordmode]

[Now she's looking a bit shy.]

Like everyone else. I'm not a really good dancer or anything.

[discomagic]

[Blink. Blink.]

Ah, somehow that's surprising to me.

[demonswordmode]

Really? Why?

[discomagic]

You look like you're really graceful.

[demonswordmode]

[Okay, now she's blushing and looking down.]

Ahhh. Thank you, Yosuke-kun, but I just don't dance very much. Just with friends, and not very many people watching.