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interstellar55552015-12-19 08:21 pm
sharktrash) wrote in interstellar55552015-12-19 08:21 pm
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b u o n e ~ f e s t e
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 boozeand possibly other things, and a movie marathon into the wee hours of the morning for the ones interested. ]
What: Genos and Squalo throw a Solstice dinner party.
When: December 21?ish (forward-dated a bit so it doesn't fall right before irl holidays)
Where: MANTICORE penthouse
Warnings:
[ 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
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It's bizarre and oddly specific. And it makes her think of her own bizarre and oddly specific questions she has for the world sometimes, which is why when she answers her voice is soft and contemplative. Like she's actually thinking about this.]
Maybe? I dunno.
Why?
[She's hoping he'll tell her something. Anything to make her feel like she isn't the only crazy person here.]
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Dunno. I just had the funniest dream that's happened to me. [ But that can't possibly be real, right. ] Remind me not to fucking drink and watch shark movies again.
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You're such an idiot. You're lucky you can cook.
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Heeey, I was serious! That kind of thing doesn't just happen in real life. [ quieter; ] ...does it?
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Fetch rolls her eyes with the sot of fond exasperation one only gives to friends and - yeah she supposes they're friends at this point. It's not bad.]
How the hell should I know? I'm not a shark doctor.
[Or whatever those people were who studied the fuckers.]
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Fine, forget it. [ A bit grumpily, he shoves some popcorn into his mouth again. Then he finally registers what she said a minute ago. ] Damn right, I can cook. Maybe I'll take requests next time. Could be fun.
[ "fun" yeah right. is Genos rubbing off on him because that's such a housewife definition of it. ]
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Make me clam chowder and I'll be your slave for a week.
[It's a generous offer, right? But by her tone she doesn't take it seriously (who would) because the fish are escaping the dentist' office now and this is the best part.]
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[ The grin that flashes on his face definitely doesn't look good. ]
What kind of slavery are we talking --
[ But he seems to forget where he was going with that mid-sentence, and instead focuses on the screen again. GO FISH. That one fish is so smart... ]
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