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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ALL AROUND THE PENTHOUSE

[sharktrash]

[ So, everyone has eaten, now it's time for fun! Whatever that might entail, do not let anything limit you. ]

[ Some options to get the ball rolling: sit down somewhere more comfortable for chats, hit the boardgames, the videogames, the drugs, join MANTICORE's Spin the Bottle or Mario Kart tournaments, start a fight, a balloon fencing contest, a play-off or sing-off (there'll be a small area set up with a bunch of plugged in instruments and number cards for "judges"), sneak into the bathroom to put dye in Squalo's shampoo, get a pal and slip off into someone's bedroom... please keep out of Ryuko's and Orion's, though, those sweet children do not deserve that kind of trauma. ]

Trucy Wright

[magic_to_do]

[Trucy decides to make use of one of the guitars they have set up to perform her rendition of 'Last Solstice.' Actually, she's a pretty good singer and her guitar playing is top notch. (Mostly because of that fame power she's rocking.) Once she finishes, she takes a bow whether anyone is watching or not, then cheerfully calls out to the crowd.]

Hey! Anyone wanna do 'Baby it's Cold Outside' with me?

[C'mon, you know you want to.]

[tigermillionaire]

I do!

[It's Tiger, and he's come to poke at the instruments. He's not actually sure how familiar he is with this one, but he's already found the keyboard and is poking at the keys. He seems...especially energetic at the moment. And a little uncoordinated.]

I bet I can play that. I can play anything.

[magic_to_do]

[Well, it's good to see Tiger having some funny anyway. Trucy has been a little worried.]

You got it, Tiger! Do you wanna start, or should I?

[She's already playing the intro on her guitar, but she's not picky about which vocal part she does.]

[tigermillionaire]

Gimme a sec!

[He skims over the chords for it on his phone. Oh! He thinks he knows this one. He pulls up the lyrics just in case though. While she plays the intro over, he plays the chords on the piano and improvises the key patterns a few times until he settles on something he likes.]

Okay. Okay. I can do it!

[And he does. It seems appropriate to his feelings, anyway. His singing is on, even if his piano playing as more mistakes than usual.]

I really can't staaay...

[magic_to_do]

[Trucy drags out the intro a little to give him some extra time. When he gives the okay, she's right on the mark.]

Baby it's cold outside~

Aramat Drawdes/Tamara Seward

[scalpedsociety]

[Guess who's got her hands on one of the old instruments (we will say cello) and playing solstice carols and making her Cello sing? She is. Feel free to join her... or challenge her.]

CELLO!MOM AND CELLO!SON FREE CONCERT COME SEE ALL

[sharktrash]

[ Squalo's current genre might be about as far away from carols as possible, but that doesn't mean he can't play them. In fact, he's participated in many classical holiday concerts back in the day, and re-arranged them to be less classical and more rock in later years. This is easy. ]

[ And the chance to instrument-duet with his old teacher is just too tempting. ]

[ So it'll only be a few minutes before he's getting a second cello from his bedroom and making his way to her, taking a seat next to hers, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ]

Gotten rusty?

[ Just teasing. ]

[scalpedsociety]

[And Tamara's smile just grows at this.]

No. Have you played any real music recently? [Just teasing.]

Just like old times... We Three Kings? Or Tu Scendi Dalle Stelle?

[sharktrash]

I only play real music.

[ He sits more comfortably and draws his bow across the strings experimentally, quickly reaching up to fix the string that's gotten slightly out of tune. ]

Astro del Ciel and Tu Scendi Dalle Stelle sound good. Lead or follow?

[scalpedsociety]

We'll take turns. You lead Astro del Ciel.

let's class up this joint

[variaboss]

[ Solstice carols. Well, it's not like they don't know all of them. Being stuck at the mall while they played on an endless loop had been pretty educational. But there were other, older Solstice songs they could be singing. Things more traditional.

He comes over to the woman with her Cello. ]

Mind if I join you for a carol or two? Do you know Vaga Luna.

[ This version is about the Solstice moon bringing two lovers together or something. ]

of course~

[scalpedsociety]

[Tamara prefers the traditional ones. They are the the things you learn in a classical education and are often called to play them at Solstice recitals. She'll only play the newer ones if asked, either way they would sound much than those canned things they play in the Mall.

She's surprised a little by Xanxus, but is relieved that he somewhat looks a little better than when she last saw him. At his request she smiles.]

Of course I do.

[If she rejects this, she won't get a chance to hear that voice, she's not going to pass this opportunity up.]

not here

[sharktrash]

[ *that panties-dropping voice ]

sure...

[scalpedsociety]

[She's not even gonna argue here... More like panties disintegrater, actually. It's not fair.]

[variaboss]

[ooc: the song is sung to this and the rewritten lyrics are in Italian, idicated by the italics.]

[ Well, this might not be the lyrics that she's used to. Xanxus has changed them a little. He needed to put this down. The feeling he had. That feeling of a young boy eager to go and see the one person in the world that mattered to him and only got to see her on Christmas Day. A memory that lingered more and more as the date grew closer. But he's certain she's professional enough not to falter if the words aren't exactly what she expected. ]

Good. Then let me just slide on over here and we can begin.

[ He puts a light hand upon her shoulder, perhaps for support since he still has some difficulty standing for long periods of time. Then he begins. Waiting for the musical intro to fill the room with his rich, booming baritone. The rich sounds of Italian filling the room with operatic warmth ]

one single moon, on one single night
These hopes of the year,
waiting for the singular moment
when we can be together again

the moon, she watches
as I finally get to see her
go tell her, she I care for
that I will be there soon.

[scalpedsociety]

[Tamara is pretty sure those aren't the lyrics to Vaga Luna but she doesn't mention it or mess up the music backing him. The melody doesn't change. Merely folds around that voice of his, providing it with support much like her shoulder.

It's beautiful and sounds like it was sung from the heart. It's really doesn't matter if it's the original lyrics or not. During the final notes, she closes her eyes and lets herself bask in the combined effort of her music and his voice.]

Koumei Ren

[dishevelment]

[He was taking everyone at Mario Kart.

Thanks to a certain bout with a certain Carnie at a certain Party, Koumei had somehow found a dainty little tiara and an elaborate pink dress packaged neatly in front of Cosmic Indulgence's penthouse. While it was enough to get a good laugh out of him, he also now felt like he had something to make up for.

His Pride was at stake....and he may or may not have brought that tiara along to wear while he slaughtered everyone with Princess Peach.]

[iitrebel]

[Artolo picked Mario, but it is doing him shit all good against goddamn Princess Peach over here. He is very Determined, however.]

[An important question here.]

If we win, do we get the tiara?

[dishevelment]

You'll have to fight a Carnie for it-- you sure you want to do that?

[He liked his tiara, okay? It wasn't up for grabs.]

[iitrebel]

...Okay, hell no.

I may have no sense of self preservation, but I'm not that fucked up yet.

Fetch

[makeitright]

Fuck your blue shell!

[Fetch is one of those players. The ones who shout at everyone else on the track and generally doesn't shut up during the whole game. She's playing as Bowser, if that's any surprise to anyone, and isn't doing too bad in second / sometimes third place.

She had only just been in first for a grand total of three seconds before somebody decided to blue shell her. A-holes.]

[iitrebel]

It's what you get for being up ahead, fart sniffer!

[Artolo regrets nothing, as shown as he aggressively tries to steal second place from her with a cackle. Mario says fuck you.]

All's fair in love and Mario Kart!

[makeitright]

If anything you're smelling my farts, ya clod!

[Clod? Who the hell says clod? Fetch doesn't have time to think about that because she nudges Artolo in the side with her shoulder hard. She's competitive.]

[iitrebel]

I'll be smelling sweet victory in a second, bulgegulper!

[Don't question his awkward insults, he's busy trying to drape himself all across her lap in his own attempt to distract. It'd probably work better if he wasn't skinnier than a goddamn cat toy.]