who ; All the
partygoers from
partytown and then a bunch of other people who just show up randomly.
what ; The Dave Formerly Known As Sprite's party, thrown in honor of his newfound normalcy!
where ; A rather large party space somewhere in Zone 6
when ; TODAY (before the teleporter-related body-swap event)
warning(s) ; Cake.
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...and party every day! )
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Not that doing any of these things has crossed her mind. At all.
"So. It's party tradition for at least one of us to do something hideously stupid, right? Dibs on it not being me this time."
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"At least there isn't any booze here, so we should be save from drunken antics. And I'm not planning on doing anything hideous or stupid, so maybe we'll be lucky enough to get a pass on it this time?"
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That was, of course, a joke.
Probably.
"Speaking of other guests. Uh. Who else is planning on showing?" Keeping this light. Aww yeah. "Just asking. Out of alien interest. Yeah!"
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So here she is busting in, wearing a mostly human form with a frilly dress and six arms. Each arm is carrying a tray of something--baklava, fruit tarts, three different kinds of cookies, and chocolate cupcakes. The cupcakes are each decorated with orange and white frosting and topped with delicate little orange wings made from sugar. She misses the orange wings, but hey. Humans need to be humans to be happy, or something like that.
"Helloooo, I hope people are hungry!" she chirps, finding bare spots on the tables for her to set down her trays. She stops to admire the cake, whistling in approval.
"Now that is a spectacular cake! Puts my skills to shame, it does."
But anyway. Party time. Camille has to remind herself that she's not here to prank or scare anyone, but she makes no move to put the extra arms away.
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"Now, don't be modest," she starts, assisting with orange wing-cake placement, and very quickly becomes distracted, "Oh my gawd, these are adorable! Spun sugar is a lost art, I'm tellin' you."
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"Hu hu, it so is! Not like it's even that difficult, once you get the knack for it. I must admit, I shudder every time I spot those factory-made sugar monstrosities. Gobs of petrified frosting and little more."
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Fortunately he also brought little signs with shitty handwriting that read, "DoN't EaT iF yOu'Re A mOtHeRfUcKiNg HuMaN! :o)"
Right now he's just going to stand here with his stack of pies near the entrance, however, because damn. That's a lot of colors and good smells and shiny things and it's kind of overwhelming.
"Holy all motherfuck, that's all being a motherfucking all party right up in this right here shit."
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"What is even in these, Gamzee? I mean-- what are they? Are they edible?"
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"They're all at motherfucking about being slime pies, my sister. Sopor slime and all that. I guess it's not all at motherfucking very good for you all pink star monkeys."
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She was also attempting to give herself an energy jolt by infusing as much sugar into her blood stream as possible. It's highly likely that if you have something tasty on your place Nepeta is going to make a pass at it.
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It's serious business. Serious business involving meowrails and shippurrs and sweet shadowdropper Jegus are the cat puns starting already?
"Nepeta!" She swoops from the shadows with a grin - at least, as much as a ridiculous sparklefairy can swoop. "Got a minute for your faaaaaaaavourite spidertroll?"
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Well, there's plenty of people here. Someone was bound to notice if something dangerous happened, right? Of course. So she smiles at Vriska from around her cupcake and sets it down to talk.
"Sure, I guess so! What's up?"
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Well. It sure is something.
He's closer to the other partygoers than he wants to be, and you can probably blame his escort for that. Dave gives his new green hat a sharp tug, eying the rest of the party over the tops of his shades. So many people. But he's resigned to behave, even if it IS just for Jade's sake.
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She dragged him in, and goddammit, he's not getting away.
"You look like you're going to be attacked by all these people. Relax, they are friends!" Reaching out, she smooths down the hat. It's lime green and pretty fuzzy, with a ridiculous number of holes -- Jade's first knitting masterpiece. "Besides, we're here for the cake!"
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"M'chill, Jade," he replies reassuringly, trying to drop all visible cues of discomfort. His gaze falls on the cake, which, while ridiculous as fuck, looks absolutely delicious.
"Are we allowed to just... go to town on that thing?" What is party etiquette? He's never been to a normalcy party before. Or... any kind of party.
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"Okay, if you're sure. And I don't really know! I've never been to a party."
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