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cooper is not a mood ring (empathises) wrote in playout,
@ 2020-02-02 15:53:00

Entry tags:

! ic/ooc, pathos

CHARACTERS: Open to All!
DATE & TIME: Sunday 2nd February, evening/night
LOCATION: Some suburb of LA
RATING: TBD but it’s football so probably tame
SUMMARY: It’s Christmas!!

super bowl liv
Somewhere in Los Angeles
EVENT OF COOPER'S YEAR?

To those who know him, it's a well-known fact that Clark Cooper hates any kind of holidays, and pretends the Super Bowl is his Christmas. To those who don't, he tells them it's Christmas and just seems extra about it.

Like, really extra.

His home, an impressive two-floor apartment close to Santa Monica, has been decked out for the occasion. There's a full screen and projector system rigged up in his living area and also a space for people who'd rather mingle than watch the game. There's space on the balcony for people who want to get some air and time away from the party.

Anyone is invited. Seriously, anyone. As long as you know someone attending, you're more than welcome. He's got enough food to feed four agencies...

FOOD & DRINKS & MORE

Little known fact about Pathos: he loves hosting. He's made an impressive array of snacks for the day, including a snack stadium and little referee jackets for beer bottles that he's far too proud of. Feel free to bring your own offerings and add to the mountain of food!

Scattered around Coop’s kitchen are copies of a Super Bowl advert bingo card for anyone who’s into that.

THE REST OF THE APARTMENT

If anyone's feeling curious, the rest of the apartment is there for exploring. Pathos's decor is minimal and everything seems really clean. There's a lot of new stuff that's clearly been bought for the imminent arrival of his dog, who's officially coming home the day after the Super Bowl.

His own bedroom is locked, but the guest room is a weird one to people who don't know him or his friendships. There's a cutout standee of Vince Vaughn just behind the door, intended to dissuade visitors. Inside is a giant build-a-bear in a baseball outfit, and a glass presentation case with a game-used ball from the 2016 World Series. There's a basket of snacks by the bed, and a framed, shrunk pair of nacho-stained Gucci sweatpants that have a post-it on saying "NEVER AGAIN." This photo is framed on the wall, which hero-fans might notice as being similar to a more serious photoshoot from People Magazine a few years ago.

There's a small room that's clearly Cooper's sports den, with table football and a large TV. If the party gets too loud this will be where he retreats to for the closing minutes of the game, but it's open to anyone who'd want a more relaxed setting to watch in.

He's put football bunting everywhere, because it's the Super Bowl. You don't skimp on decorations for the Super Bowl.

FINAL WHISTLE

Coop’s happy to help people organise an Uber/Lyft home if necessary, but unless you’re a very close friend you’ll be politely encouraged to leave once the afterparty dies down.

Be sure to take some extra food back with you though.

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	EXPLORING. empathises 2020-02-02 03:55 pm UTC (link)
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	julep 2020-02-02 08:22 pm UTC (link)
	At some point, Robin got tired of intermittently interjecting in other people's conversations and standing around being bad at parties, so he wandered off and could be found in the guest room staring intently at the stained sweatpants while frowning. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	empathises 2020-02-02 09:33 pm UTC (link)
	He’s not getting any context from Cooper. (Reply to this) (Parent)

Maddi/Simone, toward the end of the night.

iguania
2020-02-02 11:47 pm UTC (link)

So Simone was happily downing beer and snacks, which meant she definitely visited the bathroom a couple times. But toward the end of the night, after several beers were swimming through her, she did not find! the bathroom door! and instead knocked on a different door, then helped herself inside when there was no reply. It was not a bathroom. or a Clark Cooper sort of room.

"Uh," she said aloud (loudly). "Coop, are you holding somebody captive?"

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	Re: Maddi/Simone, toward the end of the night. crossette 2020-02-02 11:54 pm UTC (link)
	And that was the moment that Madison Janssen walked out of the en-suite bathroom, just past another door, with lipgloss in hand. She stopped dead as she came face to face with her sister, and her mind went blank. “Hi! Hi.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. iguania 2020-02-03 12:21 am UTC (link)
	"H..... i." Simone, who had yet to clue in, pointed. "Is he holding you against your will? I'll kick his ass." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. crossette 2020-02-03 12:50 am UTC (link)
	Maddi’s expression of confusion turned to panic in just a moment. “No! God no, this is just-this is my room for when I stay over?” She smiled, the panic transferring to just her eyes. “Like, when we were together?” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. iguania 2020-02-03 01:06 am UTC (link)
	Excuse baby sister, because she had to close the door. "Okay, because this room looks super lived in, Maddi, like you live here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. crossette 2020-02-03 01:15 am UTC (link)
	“I don’t live-“ Maddi protested, too loudly, before correcting herself. “I don’t live here. I just spend a lot of time here.” She took a couple of steps back, and sat down on (her) bed. “The room was set up when we got the contract, for boundaries, but then we kind of kept adding to-okay it’s a long story.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. iguania 2020-02-03 01:19 am UTC (link)
	"Wwwwait, hold on." Insert confused double nose rub here. "What contract, contract for what? You had a contract for dating?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. crossette 2020-02-03 01:23 am UTC (link)
	“Um.” Another pause. Maddi busied herself with the lid of her lipgloss. “We weren’t. I mean. We didn’t date. We had a contract. It was a publicity thing I-“ She looked up. “I made one of my best friends out of it, which is amazing, but I haven’t had a boyfriend since the academy. They’ve all been fake. Him, Robin, you know.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. this face iguania 2020-02-03 01:25 am UTC (link)
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	Maddi/Simone. THEN THIS FACE iguania 2020-02-03 01:25 am UTC (link)
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	Maddi/Simone. iguania 2020-02-03 01:29 am UTC (link)
	"Hold on. Hold on, let me process that. Just." Simone propped her drunk hands on her drunk hips. "Okay, hold on." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. crossette 2020-02-03 01:39 am UTC (link)
	“I wanted to tell you but-“ Maddi shrugged. “This is why I didn’t want to do it over text.” A pause. “It’s why I found your text so funny? Because like, why would I be mad? Honestly if you both found someone nice I’d be happy.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Maddi/Simone. iguania 2020-02-03 01:47 am UTC (link)
	"No, I don't do that, Maddi," she pointed at her sister. "I don't date exes or — fake exes — I don't do that. It's about respect and boundaries, and I respect you because I—" Simone scuttled toward the bed, effectively cutting herself off, nope nope too drunk for this conversation. "—'m gonna lay down now, scootch please." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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