Epic Tea Party Is Epic

[dystopiadreams]

Characters: Selphie and everyone ever!
Location: PLAZA
Time: Afternoon!
Style: Whatever you like, lovers.
Status: OPEN LIKE AN OPEN

Vatheon was getting heavy. Too heavy, for Selphie's liking. There'd be fighting, people dying, people disappearing, most people injured or crying. The place had switched from peaceful to so sad in such a short place of time

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ps. always up for thread jacking

[faygot]

[Gamzee stares at the whole scene, taking liberal sips of his faygo, just a little slouched. He's never been to a tea party before! Tea parties are not very rampant on Alternia. So as a result he can't quite figure out what is going on but it looks pretty damn awesome.]

What is all up the motherfuck going down here?

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie turns to just look at the thing, somewhat alarmed at the sudden use of language. But, she wasn't one to turn a sewer mouth away - Lord knows she's known Irvine long enough*

It's a tea party!

[faygot]

[He gives her a doofey smile. His language might sound angry, but he sure isn't!]

Aww, shit, like the motherfucking kinds Nepeta and Equius have being all the time?

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie just blinks, remaining entirely civil despite...the face*

Uhm...well...I dunno, but we have tea and cake!

[faygot]

[aww, is it the clown make-up? Or just the unnaturally sharp pointy teeth and horns?]

I ain't never had no tea.

[dystopiadreams]

*All teeth and horns! Like a little ifrit...thing. She shook her head and poured a fresh cup of tea*

Try some! It's refreshing~

[faygot]

[And down the hatch it goes!

Except, wait. Fresh tea is kinda hot. He yelps, swallowing thickly, before poking out his tongue --it is kinda odd and indigo coloured, but never mind that-- his words slurred]

Jegus motherfucking christ that is motherfucking hot. oww.

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie jumps up suddenly, reaching over to pour a glass of water, though not without spilling some on the table*

Here! Take this!

[faygot]

[He drinks quickly.]

Oh man, tea parties are motherfucking dangerous. No miracle Equius is all up loving them so motherfucking much.

[dystopiadreams]

*Selphie can't help but roll her eyes slightly at him*

Tea parties are only dangerous if you're clumsy!

*Then she stops short - aware that Selphie + Tea Party = Danger*

[faygot]

I all up scare myself with my own motherfucking horns. I just thinking I'm not motherfucking cut out for tea parties.

[He is quite a terrible klutz, really. Don't even ask him to show his unicycle skills.]

[dystopiadreams]

Well...how about cake instead?

*So the hot tea was a no-go but everyone loved cupcakes, right? So she turned to him, offering a platter of pretty looking goodies*

[faygot]

You made cakes? I motherfucking love cakes.

[And baking. He happily selects one of the cupcakes, and bites down on it. At least this goes better than the tea.]

[dystopiadreams]

Well...I did try making cakes! But they were SO bad! So...I kinda had to get someone else to make the cakes!

*Still, despite her confusion, she's happy to see the guy looking pleased*

Good! You like?

[faygot]

Baking ain't so motherfucking hard, sis.

[To the last question, he gives her a thumbs up, happily eating the rest of his cupcake.]

[dystopiadreams]

Well so-rr-ee, but some people have talents doing other things instead!

*Still, she's pleased he likes it and reaches to start munching at her own cake*