Delirium's First Birthday
Delirium had never had a birthday before, she’d celebrated other people’s birthdays but for the endless it was never an important celebration. What was another year in a lifetime of infinities? This was different though; she’d never had a heart beating in her chest, hadn’t felt the fluttering of love in well over ten billion years and she’d never been human before.
She’d dressed the rec room with paper chains made out of ripped books and comics, ripping up books didn’t seem so bad any more when the bookshelf offered you the same thing a hundred or so times. She laid the food out, all fruits and salads and pastries and cakes, on the table with just one variety of ice cream. Which for once was plain and normal, being just Plain boring ginger and mango to aid the pregnant ladies and treat the guests.
She didn’t mind doing these things for herself because if people brought her things then that would be nice but she didn’t expect them to. She hadn’t been exactly normal and nice prior to the Island, she still wasn’t exactly normal here though maybe nice was more applicable.
Bobarina, her beloved clothes box, had given her a beautiful dress. She wore it happily and minus her fishnets for once in her new life. And she had tied her hair mostly out of the way. The box had even given Barnabas clothes but he had point blank refused them, he wore a shiny pink bow instead though which had taken much persuasion to get him to wear. Even the jukebox was being nice for once playing songs that weren’t waily woman. The thing her party lacked was people but she could wait for them.
Delirium danced happily with her doggie in her party, it was her birthday and she would cry, dance or laugh if she wanted to.
((Del's first birthday party, treat it like a gathering post and tag her or each other. Or if you really want tag the dog! ABSOLUTLY EVERYONE IS INVITED, Del wants and loves people so come along and have a ball with the anthropomorphic personification of Insanity.))
She’d dressed the rec room with paper chains made out of ripped books and comics, ripping up books didn’t seem so bad any more when the bookshelf offered you the same thing a hundred or so times. She laid the food out, all fruits and salads and pastries and cakes, on the table with just one variety of ice cream. Which for once was plain and normal, being just Plain boring ginger and mango to aid the pregnant ladies and treat the guests.
She didn’t mind doing these things for herself because if people brought her things then that would be nice but she didn’t expect them to. She hadn’t been exactly normal and nice prior to the Island, she still wasn’t exactly normal here though maybe nice was more applicable.
Bobarina, her beloved clothes box, had given her a beautiful dress. She wore it happily and minus her fishnets for once in her new life. And she had tied her hair mostly out of the way. The box had even given Barnabas clothes but he had point blank refused them, he wore a shiny pink bow instead though which had taken much persuasion to get him to wear. Even the jukebox was being nice for once playing songs that weren’t waily woman. The thing her party lacked was people but she could wait for them.
Delirium danced happily with her doggie in her party, it was her birthday and she would cry, dance or laugh if she wanted to.
((Del's first birthday party, treat it like a gathering post and tag her or each other. Or if you really want tag the dog! ABSOLUTLY EVERYONE IS INVITED, Del wants and loves people so come along and have a ball with the anthropomorphic personification of Insanity.))