NYE - First Party Post

[dale_cooper_fbi]

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so

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[endlessdel]

The table in front of her was filled to the brim with various alcholic beverages that she couldn't drink. Champagne, beer, Pan Galactic thingiemajiggers, that really nice green stuff they'd had in San Francisco that made people all loopy- lots and lots of beautiful glasses of tempting, teasing alcohol and she wasn't allowed one drop of it. Rubbing her hand over her rounded belly, Delirium sighed unhappily and placed her head on the table.

"i wAnt You, I wANT yoU SO BAd." Delirium sang to the glasses with a small pout.

[purplensparkly]

"I know you do," Trance said, wrapping an arm around Del's waist. "And you have me." She knew what Del was looking at and Trance knew what she really wanted. Out of deference to what Del couldn't have, Trance had made sure that her drink was water. For the moment.

She'd have something else when, or if, she left Del's side.

[endlessdel]

"iT's dRiving Me maD," Delirium finished singing to the glasses and bottles and cans of wholesome, ever so good for you alcohol. Delirium looked down at the bump, hoping that bunsquid understood that whilst she loved him or her very much that they were making her very unhappy right now. "iT's a pARTY and thERE'S aRMAdiLLO icE CREAM and i caN'T HAVE ANy. And aLCohoL. anD COFFEE chOCOLATE aND sHARK bURGERS. ANd i cAN'T EAT anY of iT."

Delirium pouted unhappily.

[purplensparkly]

"If it's making you unhappy, are you sure that you want to stay at the party? I could always take you home and have my wicked way with you." Trance hesitated a second before laughing. "Or, you know, sit and we could talk and have things you can eat. If you'd prefer, I could keep you company for a little while."

[callofkaren]

With the surprise heatwave at the start of the month, Karen knew better than to expect the same magic party for New Year's Eve, but she was prepared anyway. It was a chance to dress up for a bit and have some fun - and, most importantly, some way to get Nick and Warrick to cheer up, even if she had to resort to getting them both completely drunk to do so.

The whole half a table dedicated to chocolates and cakes of all kinds was a huge plus, too.

[the_sweetshrink]

Coke. Coke with ice. Sweets was all over that. He got smashed against a woman and turned a sheepish smile toward her as he said, "Sorry. Quite a run on the food, huh?"

[callofkaren]

"Oh my gosh," Karen said, swallowing down a bite of a chocolate cake she'd finally decided on trying first. "Are you kidding? I don't blame them, junk food is hard to come by."

Even when you saved hard-earned magic Halloween candy, it never lasted as long.

[the_sweetshrink]

"I had a Coke when I got here, but some woman named Jaye drank it like she hadn't had one in forever," he chuckled. "Come to find out, she really hadn't." He offered his hand, even though is was a little wet from the condensation on his glass. "I'm Lance. Doctor Lance Sweets."

[segaboybrodie]

Well, holee shit.

Brodie knew that the two previous years, the island had been brought out of it's shithole status to being actually somewhat decent on New Year's Eve, but with the way the island worked, you couldn't fucking count on it to keep up with tradition. For all Brodie knew, this year, the island would decude to make everybody ring in the new year as raccoons or some shit.

He had a beer in hand early on as he mingled through the crowd, mostly trying to figure out what kind of mischief to get into.

[curiously_cora]

It was the swearing man! Coraline liked the swearing man. He was kind of like one of those wise old men who travelled places except instead of giving out wisdom, he gave out swear words and tones of voices that indicated that he didn't exactly like the hundred and one questions she always had in her arsenal.

"Hi Swearing Man!" Coraline greeted cheerily. "I brought you another one of those drinks."

She might have had a mouthful just out of curiosity.

[segaboybrodie]

Oh, GODDAMMIT. Brodie immediately rolled his eyes when he looked down and saw who was addressing him. Jesus Fucking Christ, if she started asking him questions about random shit again, he was gonna lose it.

"Brodie." He said, "Not swearing man. My name's Brodie."

[curiously_cora]

"Brodie. That's a very nice name sweari- Mister Brodie." Coraline said holding out the beer with one hand for him. The other hand held a happy meal but that was for her. "Mister Brodie. Why do grown ups drink alcohol? I asked Wednesday but she wasn't very helpful although she did show me how to hold a glass properly."

[anewwaive]

Gideon wasn't going to lie, he was hoping this shit would happen again. He was a man of pretty fucking simple tastes, and it didn't take him long to leave Penny's side to start looking for shit to eat and drink. After nearly a year without junk food, he was going to enjoy this shit as long as it lasted.

Pizza came first. Slice in hand, he stood in front of the alcohol, trying to decide what he wanted to try. He'd be blasted by the end of the night, he was sure, but fuck it was going to be worth it.

[make_creation]

Mark had his camera, as he did at all these things. There was no better way than to document real life than at the big parties. Turning around, he centered his focus on a guy and then looked up from the viewfinder.

"Mind if I film you a little?" he asked, more confidence in his voice than most days.

[anewwaive]

Gideon wasn't expecting a fucking camera all up in his fucking face, and he raised an eyebrow at the guy behind it. He was pretty sure he'd seen him before, but he wasn't sure where.

"What's it for?" he asked, as he poured some kind of alcohol in his glass. Maybe he'd play along if it was anything interesting.

[make_creation]

"Island documentary," Mark replied, mostly because it sounded a hell of a lot more interesting than 'stock footage until I get a worthwhile idea'. "I try to make sure I catch everyone, and these parties make it easy. What are you drinking?"

[king_ofthemods]

Decked out in what were, without a doubt, the most electric pants the island had ever seen, Vince strutted into the party with his hair styled as high as it would go. Occasionally he would pause and say hello, winking and grinning at people he'd never once spoken to before in his life as if they were his best mates, oblivious to any confusion he caused as he continued on his way.

"Yeah, you alright? That is a wicked suit. -Alright there? That dress is wild..."

He snapped his fingers and grinned broadly, shuffling around and doing a little dance as he made his way over to the refreshments.

[bernicesurprise]

He wasn't who Bernice had been looking for, and he certainly didn't look familiar to her, but when she saw him standing next to her at the bar she decided that anyone who could carry that outfit off was someone she needed to meet. "Happy New Year," she said and held up her glass for a toast. "I'm Bernice Summerfield, and those pants are fab"

[king_ofthemods]

"They are pretty brilliant," Vince agreed, never one for modesty, least of all when it came to his fashion choices. "Look, the get all reflective-like when they catch the light. How wild is that?"

He paused a moment, and then grinned brightly as he held up his own glass in return. "I'm Vince by the way. Vince Noir."

[bernicesurprise]

"That is quite something." Benny laughed and leaned back against the bar, watching Vince demonstrate his trouser's special effects. "And it's a pleasure to meet you, Vince. I've got to say, the island has really outdone itself with this one. I never in a million years thought I'd get the chance to drink real champagne tonight. Have you been here long? I'd be curious to know if this is an annual do."