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.  ]

Comments

[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.

[dishevelment]

Good choice. I like the Carnies, and I know better than to argue with one of them when they wanted to dress me as a princess

Besides, I got a sweet tiara out of it. No complaints here.

[iitrebel]

Are you fucking one of them?

[Art, is this really the time to have this conversation. Is anytime the time to have this conversation.]

[dishevelment]

No? I'm not Luci's or Xanxus' type!

[Not to say that he wasn't fucking someone else...]

[iitrebel]

Yuffie?

[Please just get flustered so he can steal the top spot, you jerk.]

[dishevelment]

No! I'm too old for her!

[almost a ten year age difference there, stranger-- but that did distract him.

Mention of Yuffie had him recalling the image of a young girl with long auburn hair and an elaborate pin in her ponytail, whining and being a drama queen.

--Dammit. Why was Yuffie now linked with that image?!]

[iitrebel]

[Okay sir have your weird flashback, Artolo is just going to steal first place from you with a cackle.]

If you say so!

[dishevelment]

What--Hey!

[Darnit, good sir, you caught him there! Twisting on the joystick and mashing down on the buttons fervently, Koumei tried to speed up to get around his opponent!]

[iitrebel]

All's fair in love and Mario Kart!

[Aggressively determined to keep his place, Artolo tries to cut Koumei off from getting around him. He'll give up this spot when he's dead.]