[Before the Party -- Setting things up | While PM goes about her rounds~]

[It had been a long morning at the hospital, but he was thankful he was at least now able to move. He wore a colored and opaque shirt as to hide the bandages around his torso. After dropping his letter off at the Post Office, he rushed back to the house at Sector 3 and made sure the Peregrine Mendicanht did not see him carry a sizable box full of pastel-hued decor as he hid behind a building and waited until she left for her rounds -- it was time...]

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[Party is a GO! | After PM's rounds~]

[As people arrived, Ribbons would be giving them brief instructions as to how they are to welcome the Parcel Mistress as she arrived -- and that is with a very hearty, "SURPRISE!"

No fancy speeches -- just cakes, sweet/meat pies, quiches, sandwiches, finger foods and cool drinks.]

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(( OOC : Event-style post, so thread amongst yourselves~ ♥ Party's for everyone so even those who did not respond ic-ly to Ribbons' invitation post, come on over! :D ))

[Live from the convenience store, here's the Peregrine Mendicant, blinking at the network.] Excuse me, I have a question...

[She holds up a white lobster to the camera, its claws freed from the rubber band restraints and busy snapping away at PM's hands. Not that she seems to mind much.] Does anyone have experience in caring for this kind of animal?

Dammit, it's hopeless! How could I have let this happen? This is the worst!

[Kid had a little run in with the raptors last night. Kid's hair got clipped on one side of his head during the fight, and not the other. Kid is now crying over the network because of this fact, even though the difference isn't noticeable to anyone who doesn't hold a magnifying glass up to his hair.]

[Ashton sounds tired, and his voice is shaking a little. There might be the faint sounds of hospital equipment in the background.] I hear... things, outside. What's going on?

Please... tell me it's not like that beast I just saw. There was this large brown... thing! I think it was like a horse, except it had these huge antlers and it just kept... staring at me.

I-I'm kind of scared. [Someone just had one really weird nightmare.]

[Please do not be disturbed by the filtering from the Peregrine Mendicant Marina, it is for a good cause~]

Good afternoon Marina.

I surely hope you have not grown tired of celebrations and festivities for there is another occasion that we simply cannot overlook: as you may recall, back in 71st Day of this generation, the hard work of our fellow inmate, the Peregrine Mendicant, has given birth to the Marina Postal Office.

Mrs Jennifer Shibuya, Hiling Care and myself would therefore like to invite you all, inmates old and new -- to a little surprise teatime gathering to be held at the Postal Office tomorrow, right when the Peregrine Mendicant comes back from making her rounds. Cakes, pies and tea -- hot and iced -- shall be served.

We also welcome any assistance with regards to setting up decor, tables and chairs for we only have a small window of time to get everything set up before she comes back.

Again, this is a surprise for our dear parcel mistress, so we would like to ask you not to tell her of this~

Should you have any further questions, I am at your service. Thank you very much for your time.
 

Do a little daaaaance.

[Suddenly, more demanding,] OBEY. [GIR laughs while he orders some angry bots to escort every single one of you to one of the parks. Fighting back will only result in punishment...and believe him, you don't want to know what GIR has cooked up for you then.

While you walk you may notice that dawn has suddenly become night again, the lighting is still working though it's all very...vibrantly colored and disco-y--maybe a strobe light here and there--and that the once peaceful silence has turned into blaring techno.

GIR starts to sniffle happily.]

Y-you're all so beautiful.



( OOC info under the cut! )

[Hello again, inmates! Are we having fun yet? GIR has been quite aware that some of you aren't exactly happy with what's happening at the moment, so that's why he's got more plans up his sleeve for the rest of the day! The giant pizza, for one thing, he let fall from the sky, he's allowed the sun to gradually come up, and now he is BEATBOXING for your entertainment!

This carries on for...five minutes give or take--are your brains Jell-O yet?--before GIR starts giggling that same creepy giggle.]

Are you haaaappyyy~~?

I gave a pizza to the Tallest! I hope it didn't squish him...

--I'M GONNA MAKE CRANKY MAN A PRETTY BIRDIE!!



((ooc: GIR is referring to Gino as his "Tallest," a.k.a. a leader of the Irkens and as for "cranky man," that is Kanda who will be blessed with the gift of 'flying' today. ♥))

[After being awakened by GIR, the blond is less than amused. Annoying little robot, Wolfram is set on finding you and giving you a lesson.

Not only he was woken up by that meddling robot, but the dome seems to be malfunctioning, there's this sticky colorful rain, and apparently Acumen forgot to give the morning announcement. What is the meaning of this? After getting out of his apartment, Wolfram decides to look around for clues on this unusual situation.

You can find the blond patrolling -and fuming- between Sector 4 and Sector 0.]

... Here's a question.

What do you do when you can't sleep?

[Given that it's very late, he's not likely to get answers from people who don't have the same problem, but oh well.]

[The beach has been taken over by festivities! Amongst the plethora of buckets and shovels for the sandcastle competition, the snorkeling gear, and the beach volleyball setup, Cain and Jennifer have worked hard to get everything set up and ready to go in time for the guests to arrive.]

[Fortunately, the food was acquired earlier in the day, and so there is plenty to eat--burgers, bratwurst, fish, grilled vegetables, and an unfamiliar but tasty-looking steak that, if questioned, Cain will cheerfully explain is from grox, a "domesticated" giant lizard from his time.]

[But there are also snacks like chips and pretzels, along with a small variety of sides like potato salad and bread. Further down the table are the cold (non-alcoholic) drinks, complete with ice, and a few desserts. They are all set to go on a buffet-style table not too far from the grill, dutifully replenished by Jennifer.]


((OOC: Event-style post! Threadjack as you please. Party crashers may or may not be tolerated depending on how much Saya gets to eat before their arrival.))

Uh-oh.

[Clink clink clink and then he picks up a cute little biology text book he found while browsing the library so he can show it to everyone! GIR can read, actually, yes! ...Though he's holding the book upside down. He flips to a page and starts to point to one he's been very interested in!]

Does anybody know where I can find one-a THEEEESE???

[And, ta-dah: a picture...of a penis.]

((ooc: s-sob. I'm so sorry.))

[It has been the longest morning, Marina. Longest. And it finds Jun at the observation deck, sitting on a bench and curled around his knees. He's fiddling with his communicator, and eventually, he speaks.]

Hey, question...for everyone, really. When you've had a...bad day, what do you do to cheer yourself up?

[He's good at making this sound like he's just idly wondering, we swear.]

[ooc: Anyone at the observation deck can totally poke the moessiah! You know you want to.]

[There is a confused angel with a ball and chain standing in the Sector 2 with his eyes taking in the sight of Marina. He looks like a lost guy who's trying to appear like he's got everything under control. Which he obviously doesn't.] This isn’t--

[Heaven. This wasn't heaven at all. Castiel turns his attention to the device over his face and... he can't make sense out of any of it. After a few silent seconds of reading the message, his focus shifts to the welcome basket near him and he reaches down to pluck the pamphlet out. The angel takes his time in looking over the brochure and is totally concentrating. Finally, he places the brochure back into the basket and proceeds to fumble with the device over his face.]

[It takes a while but he eventually gets it.] I was under the impression that these things usually rang.

The information was helpful. A number of my questions were answered. [Hesitation. He doesn't know what else he's supposed to say after that. Castiel doesn't even know if he's doing this right. For all he knows, he could be talking to nobody and, not to mention, he's irritated and overwhelmed by this sudden change. So have an awkward angel making plenty of awkward silences.]

[Evening is quickly approaching in Marina. The artificial sun is slipping away and the shelter has been outfitted with lots of snack foods for lovers of sweet and salty alike, board and card games, movies from the families of guilty pleasures as well as the spooky, pillows, blankets, and even some sleeping bags. They were not easy to find!

This can only mean one thing. It must be time for....

A SLUMBER PARTY!

And, yes, as requested a few doors to unoccupied rooms have been marked private.]


((OOC: I have notifs turned off of this post, so spam and threadjack to your heart's content. Treat it like any event post (example: the fire celebration). If you want to play with Yuuri directly, you'll just need to tag his thread. Also, there are not actually going to be any monsters or fog this evening.

If you are planning to be a bystander at the Xellos fight, you probably shouldn't tag here unless you note that it's later (and you might want to actually wait and see how that goes and then actually tag here late too in case you have injuries.) There will be time overlapping.))

[Scared formerly omnipotent, omniscient, immortal Q is scared. At the first sign of trouble he transported himself into a common room in the shelter and so far so good, but he's been listening to the network and he's not even a little amused.]

Why is everyone just attacking the symptoms? [By which he means the monsters] Someone needs to go after the cause. [Someone who isn't him.] It clearly must be one of you, right? Unless the AI has sprung a leak. So, just start killing each other until the monsters disappear. Problem solved.

[There. It's like he always has to do all the work.]

[Reid and Chuck are enjoying themselves! Somehow at the bonfire someone's communicator got turned on. There's idle nerdy chatter until Chuck says a key phrase. Chuck = red Reid = blue Together = purple. This will be fun.]

Yeah, and Immanuel Kant was a real pissant.
Who was very rarely stable [Giggle! Sips at his drink. And then properly singing.]
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel

There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist
Socrates himself was permanently pissed

[They hop up on their table!]
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will
With half a pint of shandy got particularly ill
Plato, they say, could stick it away
Half a crate of whiskey every day
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle
Hobbes was fond of his dram
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart
"I drink therefore I am"

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessss, Socrates himself is particularly missed
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's pissed
[And they descend into drunken laughter.]

[ANGRILY points a finger! SO ANGRY!!!!! And cranky. Baby didn't sleep good.]

You bastards have got a lot of DAMN nerve!

First of all,  don't  you ever be a jerk to my brother! He's too nice, okay?! Being a jerk to me is one thing, because I'm a jackass and deserve it anyway. But not to my brother!

Also, you don't hit me, okay?! I don't hit you! Don't put your filthy hands on me!

I was gonna tell you to go to hell, but I'm pretty sure we're already there!

Damn it I hate this place. I can't even begin to explain!

So what's this Festival thingie? Anyone know what world it comes from? Don't get a lot of chances to celebrate back home.

I- I've been here for a long time now and I couldn't help but notice...

NOBODY HERE IS A VIRGIN!

Of course Kiosan respects everyone's decision to become an adult, and Kiosan knows that's all personal business... but it's okay to slow down, too!

It's really okay to enjoy life as a kid.

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Tch. I'm waiting.

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[ so, guess who's hanging out in the dojo, already impatient? it's like, two minutes past dawn! WHERE ARE YOU ALREADY, ICHIGO.

anyone looking for a spar, or just in the mood to troll, is free to wander on in! ]