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Richie Trashmouth Tozier ([info]trashmouthloser) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-12-26 11:06:00

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Entry tags:beverly marsh, eddie kaspbrak, nyx ulric, octavio silva, richie tozier, stanley uris, tony stark (avac)

Who: Losers et al. But basically anyone can show up, lbh
What: Partying in Tozier Style
Where: The Losers House
When: Dec 25th





The halls were decked. Balls were out. Whatever. Richie had tried decorating to his best ability, which had been slightly hampered by his lack of know how — years and years as a live-alone bachelor didn’t tend to make a guy decorate his house much — and by the lack of a general store in which to get decorations. Still, those doors had come in clutch, for the most part. There was a little fake tree (and some presents underneath, even!) and plenty of strung up lights and Richie had made sure to put mistletoe in literally every doorway because he was a chaotic monster on a goddamned mission, okay.

As promised there were drinks. And snacks. And chicken tenders (well made by Beverly) and Mac and Cheese (not quite as well made by Richie, but he’d tried and therefore no one could criticize him) and some other holiday stuff.

But the dance party was the appeal here and Richie, with his absurd amount of records and even more now that he’d gotten some for Christmas, was fucking ready with a stack curated specifically for the holiday. And, of course, with Stan in mind too.

Christmas in Hollis was blaring, he somehow had two drinks in hand, and Rich was fucking ready for whatever the night was going to bring.


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Nyx // Richie
[info]insomniashero
2019-12-26 05:36 pm UTC (link)
Well, he wasn't specifically invited or was he? He wasn't sure how he landed as honorary loser as Richie said, but he did give Richie a ton of new records? Okay, he was crashing the party none the less. The one and only time that he met the man was when he dropped off the pile of gifts the night before so, now he was here to party just a little and actually meet some of these people quick. Formalities.

So finding the house was easy. It was making a lot of noise. Nyx laughed as he approached. It was nice to see people having fun in the town still. Walking up to the door, he knocked loud enough to be heard and when someone arrived, he was happy to see it was the actual man he was looking for.

"Richie." Nyx commented holding his hand out, just as they agreed. "Nice to officially meet you." Nyx offered with a warm smile. "As promised, no punch to the mouth."

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Nyx // Richie
[info]trashmouthloser
2019-12-26 07:51 pm UTC (link)
"There he is!" Richie proclaimed, bright and loud as anything as he grinned and opened the door a little wider in order to both invite Nyx in and to shake his hand -- hey! Just like they said they were gonna do. And sure, no one had quite invited him, so Richie hadn't really known he was coming in order to be yelling that, but he'd been serious before when he'd said the more the merrier. And anyway, Nyx might as well have been Father Fucking Christmas for how much gift delivery he'd been doing this week. He was like... Amazon on crack. Except without any of the negative billionaire stuff.

Obviously he deserved to party after all that trouble.

"Dude. Thanks for not punching me in the mouth. C'mon inside. Meet the Missus. 'Ave a cup of tea." The British guy voice had gotten better since Richie was a teen, but it still wasn't great -- and Nyx likely wouldn't get the Labyrinth reference, but it didn't really matter.

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Nyx // Richie
[info]insomniashero
2019-12-27 01:46 pm UTC (link)
Just like that, Nyx felt welcomed and he couldn't of smiled more. Not that he ever truly felt like an outsider, but when there was these situations where you were going into an uncertain situation, it left a man to wonder. The handshake was firm and respectful, but not too firm where he might hurt the man any. "Well, you mentioned that there was some crazy party. I admit, it wasn't hard to find. You can hear it across town." Exaggeration, but it was really simple to find them.

"Hey man, I really do the best I can to deliver. Honestly, it's no big deal." Nyx laughed regarding the punch. "These days, I'm more lover than fighter, y'know. Having no war to fight, leaves me having to find blenders and such for you fine folks." Another chuckle as he ventured into the bustling house. Which the reference, and accent truly fell on deaf ears, because exactly that - Nyx just didn't understand the reference.

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Nyx // Richie
[info]trashmouthloser
2019-12-27 11:07 pm UTC (link)
The party really wasn't going to be all that crazy. It was just going to be Loser style fun -- which meant rambunctious and loud, definitely. And it'd likely devolve into story telling and stupid dares at some point. There wasn't going to be, like, a wild orgy or anything though. Probably.

"No right," Richie said, leading the way inside. It was a bit lacking in terms of furniture (although there was a hammock, but there was a sign on it proclaiming it hands off), but they were getting there, and there were drinks which was like, at least half the battle. "Why blenders, dude? That's so oddly specific. What's your poison?"

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Nyx // Richie
[info]insomniashero
2019-12-28 02:58 pm UTC (link)
The Loser style of party was great for Nyx. He could get rambunctious and loud, enjoy some good drinks and some good food - even if the Mac and Cheese was a little clean, and then politely bow out and go home for the not so likely orgy. Probably.

Walking in, the first thing to snag his attention was the hammock with a sign telling everyone off from it. Pointing, Nyx chuckled. "Strict rules around here." Then an actual laugh. To be fair, Richie missed the blender days. "Blenders." He looked around the place, and it was similar to his and Lunafreya's, obviously styled for the occupants, but structurally it was similar. Of course, minus his hammerspaced in apartment where his bedroom was. "Early on in my time, I acquired a bunch of blenders and handed them out like royalty. Some in the town haven't let me live it down." He laughed. "So, blenders." Nyx naturally rolled with the jabs.

"Poison.." Nyx thought for a moment. "Simple man, simple beer."

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Nyx // Richie
[info]trashmouthloser
2019-12-29 01:46 am UTC (link)
"Not so strict. But that's a Losers only sort of affair right there." And when Richie said Losers, he mostly just meant him and Eddie. That was there spot, and neither of them needed anyone else defiling it somehow. Richie wasn't a stingy guy, but some things were just his, that was all.

"Huh," he said of the blenders -- he figured it was the sort of thing you just had to be there for, but funny enough. "You got anymore?" Maybe Eddie would like one. For smoothies or something.

"Beer," he agreed, opening up the fridge to pull one out and twist off the cap before handing it over. "Cheers, matey mate."

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Nyx // Richie
[info]insomniashero
2019-12-30 05:37 am UTC (link)
Nyx raised his hands defensively. "Fair enough." He laughed. Not that he was eager to hijack a hammock. They were infamously uncomfortable and he wasn't eager to test that theory further. Richie and the whole Loser club could keep the hammock. It wasn't what he was here for anyway.

Blinking at Richie, Nyx had to think for a moment. "I.." He stopped to consider. "I don't know.." Initially he got the blenders for the couple places that served food or drinks. But, did he have any more. "I might. If I do, I'll get one over to you." Nyx promised.

Taking the beer, he took a drink from it. "Yup. That's good." He was happy to report. Nothing like the beer of home, but, beggars couldn't be choosers. "How are you taking the place? Getting comfortable enough?" Nyx asked setting his drink down for a moment.

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Nyx // Richie
[info]trashmouthloser
2020-01-04 02:11 am UTC (link)
Wrong, that hammock was infamously prefect in every single way. It was basically Richie's favorite place, and even though he was probably a little too old for it, he even liked sleeping in it, sometimes.

He shrugged over the blender and gave a little smile that said he'd be grateful, but no big deal if there wasn't one. What a complicated smile. Particularly for a person who talked a lot. So he said it, too. "No biggie, dude. If you've got one, cool. If not, cool."

Beer. Yeah, that was always a winner. Richie wasn't wildly picky when it came to liquor, but beer was a solid standby. "Y'know," he said thoughtfully. "It was a little rough to start." Because most everyone was aware of Richie's Not So Great First Day Run In. "But it's gotten better. I dig it." Did he miss where he'd come from? Sometimes. But generally only the random conveniences.

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Nyx // Richie
[info]insomniashero
2020-01-04 04:57 am UTC (link)
It was official. Nyx was getting this man a blender. He was just so lowkey and deserved nice things. Well to be fair, Nyx thought most of the town deserved nice things and to be cared for. This was really his new family, and Nyx absolutely like providing what he could for everyone here. Like For Eddie and Stan a projector that Nyx had no idea how to operate. They'd probably recruit one of the Tony's for help. That's what he'd do.

Nyx chuckled. The infamous first day, where Richie got his ass kicked. Yes, it was safe to say that the town knew of that day, and the kid who provided the welcoming was well, a tad on the hot side of the temper wheel. Nyx only particularly encountered him during the children days in town. "Well, it happens. Some arriving is rougher than others." Nyx shrugged. "But you're stable, you got some of our people here, and it's almost home I'm sure." Nyx drank the beer. At least he had Lunafreya here. That made things all the more tolerable for him, being in this place.

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