b u o n e ~ f e s t e

[sharktrash]

Who: Priders! (Basically if you (or your friend, or your dog) has had a positive interaction with anyone from MANTICORE, consider yourself invited, dragged along or sent in someone else's place. And even if you haven't been invited it's totally fine to notice something's going on and show up or  randomly come across this and stay!)
What: Genos and Squalo throw a Solstice dinner party. Italian food for everyone!
When: December 21?ish (forward-dated a bit so it doesn't fall right before irl holidays)
Where: MANTICORE penthouse
Warnings: MANTICORE Squalo, Carnies, language, minors getting drunk, substance abuse, someone might decide to bone, idk.


[ Fuck the creepy shit, MANTICORE are aggressively throwing a Solstice party! Because why not, and who has the patience to wait until New Years? ]

[ There are locations/prompts in toplevels, but feel free to start your own as well. Generic timeline of the night would be: cooking, dinner, socializing with games and booze and possibly other things, and  a movie marathon into the wee hours of the morning for the ones interested.  ]

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[wounds]

[Kid... Tiny child...

Yeah, that would probably be his reaction to strong alcohol too if he was that young.]

Want something else?

[tigermillionaire]

[Realizing that his reaction has been noted by someone else, one of the hosts none-the-less, Tiger flares up blushed, obviously humiliated. He tucks his glass closer to his lips and broods over it. That didn't just happen.]

...It's fine...

[No, it's the worst.]

[wounds]

[It's definitely not fooling him.]

Don't force yourself to drink something you hate. We have soda.

[tigermillionaire]

[Tiger is terrible at all forms of lying. His blush deepens.]

You just have to get used to it, right? It's...like, coffee, or whatever. Nobody likes it at first.

[This would probably be easier if Tiger wasn't secretly an eleven year old.]

[wounds]

There are plenty of people who don't like coffee. It's supposed to be a party, don't force yourself to enjoy something you're not.

[He'll get up and hand him an orange soda from the fridge.]

You'll probably like this more.

[tigermillionaire]

[Oh no, he's such a baby. Orange soda is such a baby thing to drink at a party. Except...inside, orange soda seems really awesome? Why would you ruin drinks with stuff that tastes bad?

His shoulders sink and he seems to give up. He takes the soda and pops it open.]

...Thanks, I guess...

[He's just embarrassed, still.]

[wounds]

[Tiger's not his bandmate, but he's Kido's. If he cares about Kido, Trucy and Molly, he feels at least a little obligated to look out for their bandmates too.]

Just enjoy yourself. Nothing to thank me for.

[tigermillionaire]

[Tiger is quiet for a moment, and then looks at Genos more closely.]

You're Kido's friend, right?

[wounds]

[Are they friends? They have plenty in common and Genos did keep her from doing something she'd regret.

That seems like a good gauge of friendship.]

I am.

[tigermillionaire]

[It's not clear what Tiger's reaction to that answer is going to be, or even why he's asking in the first place. He just saw them in the kitchen together earlier, and Kido isn't always the most social person.]

...That's good. I think she gets lonely sometimes.

[wounds]

[Lonely? He'd probably say something more like 'self-destructive' but that doesn't mean too much when it comes from him.]

You think so? You know her better than I do. She's your bandmate after all.

I'll try to be there for her.

[tigermillionaire]

[Well, that was easy. Tiger doesn't really know if lonely is the right word either...it's just, he doesn't think that she knows that people care about her, much. Even if she has friends she still seems that way.

He nods, and manages a little smile, sipping the orange pop.]

Me and her get in trouble a lot, so she probably needs it.

[wounds]

[Genos can venture a guess, and it's because they're very similar sorts of people. They'd rather be hurt than to let anyone around them be. It's not the greatest thing to be, but it's written into their very being.

He takes a sip from his wine glass.]

I've heard a little about that. If you need to talk, I'm here too.

[tigermillionaire]

[...Heard about which part, though? Tiger looks a little bit uneasy.]

Oh, she...told you stuff?

[wounds]

Just that the two of you have gotten into trouble. Not much more than that.

[tigermillionaire]

[Oh, that's good. Phew. He visibly seems to relax a little.]

Okay...I think...I think it's not as bad if you don't break the rules.

[wounds]

Yeah, Kido said that too.

I figure as long as I don't do anything they don't want me to I'll be okay.

[tigermillionaire]

Yeah. I hope...I hope they don't start asking us to do worse things. Like the Virgos.

[wounds]

[Ugh, can they really take control of them that easily?]

I don't want to hurt anyone. [Unless they absolutely deserve it.]

[tigermillionaire]

Me too.

[He shrinks a little, with worry.]

I don't think they wanted to either.

[wounds]

Yeah...

I wish I knew what was going on here.

[tigermillionaire]

Yeah...I don't really know what to do, anymore...

[He trails off, glancing over his shoulder to find Kido.]

[wounds]

We'll figure it out. You have Kido to rely on.