New Year's Eve Countdown Party

[yesterdays_hero]

WHO: Captain Hammer and his invited guests (i.e. no villains allowed unless you want to get Hammered)
WHAT: Hammer's rented a glitzy clubhouse for the New Year's Eve party, as a means of cementing the bonds between Genessia's true heroes, sidekicks, and fans. Time to show off those party dresses! There's food, music, and fireworks once the clock strikes twelve.
WHEN: December 31st, 2013 - 8pm and past midnight into January 1st, 2014 (forward-dated)
WHERE: Regency Apartments Clubhouse - Genessia City
NOTES: Mingle freely! If you want a specific type of thread, such as 'snack table' or 'dancing', feel free to start one up! I don't want to limit people.


If one thing could be said about Captain Hammer, it was that he cleaned up nicely. If two things could be said, it's that he can throw one hell of a party. As a city guardian, he can afford it, and a guardian's job encompasses more than just punching the bad guys in the ego.

Heaps of food, ranging from light vegetable hors d'ouerves to thin slices of expensive cheese and meats to elegantly crafted cream puffs, are arranged on several tables throughout the room. There's more than one punch bowl, though each is clearly labeled as to which ones are for the adults, and which ones are okay for the kiddies.

The middle of the floor is mostly cleared, save for those who have taken the initiative to bust a groove and start dancing to the smooth tunes laid out by the hired DJ.

Captain Hammer expected a decent turnout, and he was sure there would be a fair share of shenanigans if his sidekicks teammates were any indication. He'd posted a number of lookouts around the building to alert him if there were any signs of trouble. So if Hammer was frequently seen excusing himself and returning while brushing off the dirt from his tuxedo, pay him no mind. He was just making sure the party ran smoothly and uninterrupted.

Comments

[solar_flare]

[Yang knows how to rock an evening dress, no sweat. She's even smoothed her hair down a little, combed it into some semblance of order so that her tresses cascade down her back in a riot of spirals and curls. Her long legs flash as she strides through the door with confidence, the longer yellow fabric fluttering prettily behind her strappy silver high-heeled sandals. One might wonder if she gets cold walking the streets like that without a jacket, but she has her fiery aura to keep her more than warm, and there's not a goosebump to be seen on her smooth skin.]

[She tosses her head a little to throw back her hair before she angles to the right so she can get herself a cup of punch. She'll stick to the nonalcoholic stuff for now, and maybe indulge a little in the other stuff after midnight.]

[For now, she just wants to mingle with her friends, catch a few dances, and enjoy the hell out of this party.]

[mewhobelievesinyou]

[Hey, Yang, have a low whistle from over your shoulder. Yep, he showed up there too and he's actually... dressed. Or at least he's got a jacket and new pants on.

It does look like he gave up about halfway to formal though as he's also wearing a certain Hawaiian shirt, his sandals and he's still got those shades on. But judging by the grin on his face, he's owning it.]

Looks like this "formalwear" stuff might not be so bad after all.

[onecream_fivesugar]

[Yang. Yang. Yang. Yang, Yang, Yang, YangYangYangYangYANG! You know who wants to hang out with you? Your dear old socially awkward sister. There are a lot of people around here and she only counts like one or two of them with weapons tops.

How is she supposed to get know weap-People if they have no common interests!?! Help her!]

So. What now?

[How does one party?]

Well if we're doin' outfits now...

[short_n_sweet]

[Wearing fine clothes was really... ugh. Jaune is NOT the type of guy to look natural in a suit of any sort. Heck, even his uniform at Beacon looks out of place on him whenever he wore it. For now though, mostly because everyone kept telling him to, he's got something nice on. The thing he hated most was the tie. Sure it wasn't a proper tuxedo like the host was wearing, but the matching black jacket and pants, with the white shirt and red tie made him look suitably dressed up while also somewhat casual.]

[For the most part he's sticking to the side. He's never been really 'good' at these sorts of parties.]

[flamescout]

[Jaune's not allowed to be a wallflower. They shared a meal on his tab, which means they went on a date. And no date of Raye's was going to feel awkward at a holiday party.]

I was wondering if you were going to show up.

[And there she is standing in front of him, wearing a pretty red dress that's appropriately modest for her age...if a little on the 90's side of fashion, what with the big bows and flowers on her shoulders and short gloves snugged onto her hands. The skirt is full, almost covering the red high heels on her feet.]

Never thought I'd see you in a suit. Looks nice!

[leekspins]

Arc-san!

[He's the one person at the party so far that Orihime knows reasonably well. Just him being here has made a big difference to her, enough that she's thrown aside the idea of being awkward in favor of filling up a plate and and taking up a cup of punch. What's a party without refreshments?]

I'm glad you came! Did the cake turn out okay?

[smelltheredinside]

[Marceline's kind of got into the spirit of things, but she too is a little more formal than usual. Scratch that, a lot more formal than usual. Mind you, in Ooo, she was usually the band and that means it didn't really matter what she was wearing.

She spots Jaune at the side, and floats on over. She's got shorts on, mostly because it looked weird with tights, so she's not worried about flying over heads to get to him.] If this party's a bust, I'm heading for Pizza. You in?

[combatskirts]

[Weiss on the other hand, is great at parties. She's been playing hostess all her life, so it's nice to just be an attendee. She's wearing a beautiful silver gown and shrug that she found yesterday with the girls, and what's that? She's even waering her new jewelry... that means, Jaune's bracelet as well. She may like it more than she lets on, though.

Weiss approaches him with two glasses of punch smiling, holding one out to him as she speaks.]

Hey. You looked thirsty.

[flamescout]

[Raye has positioned herself not far from the door. She's not holding up any walls, but it's clear she's not budging from her main spot where she can keep an eye on who arrives and who goes...mostly who arrives. She glowers daggers down at her watch, then at the door, scaring an innocent civilian who just wanted to come in and get some food, calm down, woman!]

Ugh...!

[She folds her arms, frowning. She might be wearing a pretty red holiday dress, but until Harry shows up, she's not going to be exuding an ounce of elegance or formality.]

He's so LATE! He'd better show up soon.

[Fume fume fume.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[Five foot four, dressed up but notably barefoot woman is going to notice you glaring daggers at the door. She comes over, shakes her head in sympathy to whatever it is that has you riled up, and pats you on the shoulder with a small smile.

It'll be fine. Relax.]

[crowning_glory]

[Well at least she's dressed somewhat more warmly than usual. It's not really formal, but she wasn't attending as a guest, and thus sees no reason to dress up.]

[Milla has been quietly surveying the party. Frequently she would step outside to check on things, but then she'd be back inside... Yup, she's not having fun. Not that she's bored. She's patrolling. She was hired to do so, after all. Milla had met Captain Hammer briefly over the phone, but when he called hiring supervision for his party? She took him up on it readily.]

[Still, it was a far cry from her usual work... but it seems even the monsters are taking a break tonight.]

[broken_trifecta]

[Milla's lack of formal attire does make her stand out. But her hair probably ensures as much regardless of WHAT she wears. Cherise remembers her from the announcement made on the radio several days ago, and she definitely takes note of the frequent coming and going.]

[The next time Milla returns, Cherise moves to greet her.]

Seems like you didn't come just for the punch. Are you on assignment?

[She remembers Milla offering her services in that regard.]

[leekspins]

[Orihime already had a dress, courtesy of the mystery gift someone left on her doorstep. For a moment she wonders if maybe it's a little too...sexy?...but then again, she IS nineteen now, and shapely enough that she can wear it well without looking like jailbait.]

[She's kind of hoping that whoever sent it will be at the party and reveal themselves so she can thank him or her. Was it Mary, maybe? That's her most likely guess, if only because Dean doesn't seem like the type who would be interested in women's clothing. She's also hoping Tabby will be here, but there's no way for Orihime to know the identity of the mystery writer unless Tabby reveals herself as such. Or himself. Tabby could be a guy's name too, right?]

[At first she feels a little awkward at this party, as she doubts Dean or Mary will come. She recognizes at least one person, though, and that makes her feel good enough that she can descend on the snack table like a bird of prey. With so many good things to eat, she scarcely knows where to start! How about...one of everything?]

[crowning_glory]

[If there's one thing Milla loves, it's eating. It seems like every time she has a meal she remembers back to her first brush with hunger and what it felt like - every food she's eaten since then has been so flavourful, she can't resist eating more! Imagine her surprise when she's informed that there's an entire table of finger-foods for her to enjoy.]

Mm... [Chew, chew.] Oh this is good. I'm not sure what kind of cheese this is, but... Oh, what's this? [She picks up a pastry and takes a bite.] Mm! Oh that is good. And what's--

[Napkins.]

O... Oh. [She takes one and dabs her face.]

[broken_trifecta]

[Cherise, in all honesty, loves any excuse to glam it up, and has done so with an elegant gold dress that flows and flares at the bottom. Her dark hair is unusually long and stylishly curled...courtesy of her shape-altering spells. It might look and feel real enough, but it's nothing more than an extension which can be shed with the dispelling word...or if it happens to start raining outside.]

[Besides, once the party is over, it's going to feel extra good to shed the glitz and cozy up in some sweats on her flannel sheets. No one need ever know how unglamorous she is in her natural habitat, ho ho ho.]

[With her pocketbook clasped in her left hand, the sorceress enters with a smile and moves to start mingling at once.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[As you walk past God, she's going to give you a tap on the shoulder and give you a thumbs up with one hand as she indicates the dress with the other. you look amazing.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[She's here not just because it was thrown by a fellow guardian and she should probably meet the man, but because she does love a party. This deity has definitely gone for a more classical look, the only addition she's made to it being that the shoulder part is now unattached at the back and trails to the floor in a chiffony shimmery train.

She's currently enjoying the music, dancing along to the beat, somehow not dropping the plate of foods she took to sample and barefoot as usual - even if she seems unworried about people standing on her feet.

What? She's totally a serious guardian and deity, guys. Totally serious.]

[yesterdays_hero]

You seem like you're having a good time.

[Captain Hammer approaches with a glass of champagne in his hand, a charming smile smeared onto his face. He wasn't so sure about approaching her, since at first she seemed like a hippie. But then he saw that her armpits were clean-shaven, so it was worth striking up a conversation after all.]

Mind if I join you?

[big_fat_liar]

[Hey, He may have just arrived, but Alfred Vint Svent is always ready for a party. He even cleaned up for the occasion, Who would've thought?

He's fresh from the punch table with a drink in hand, someone should come bother him.]

[crowning_glory]

[Who better to bother Alvin than that girl he wants to kill Milla. Here's a reminder of what she's wearing She approaches the punch table to get herself something to drink and then makes her way to Alvin.]

Hello Alvin. No jobs tonight?

[mewhobelievesinyou]

[Yeah, he hadn't been totally sure about this whole formalwear thing when he first heard about it, but after looking into it a little bit he figured he could give it a shot. Especially when he thought of it like a challenge!

And especially when that announcement mentioned some free grub.

So here he is at the party. Halfway to looking presentable in a black jacket and pants... and a Hawaiian shirt, sandals and his red, triangular sunglasses. And the fact that he is currently destroying half the snack table.

Screw it, it's a party.]

[aero_sage]

[Harpuia examines Kamina's bright style of formal dress. Had he made a mistake in estimating the appropriateness of his own attire? Perhaps he had been too plain. He is, also, rather concerned about the quantities of food the human consumes and the speed at which he does so.]

Are you not being provided proper sustenance?

[He has to ask. If the people in this city aren't being fed as they should, he'll take extreme umbrage at that.]

[betel_geuse]

Betelgeuse showed up in the same maroon tux he almost got married in. Hey, it's a classic look on him. He passes on the food, too fresh for his ghostly palate, deciding to just watch for a bit. He studies the people, occasionally doing a little dance move to the music.

[onecream_fivesugar]

For some reason seeing Betelgeuse do a little dance is kind of hilarious to her. He might hear her giggle and snort the next time he does it.

[combatskirts]

[Weiss arrives with her friends as per usual, in a stunning gown. She studies the crowd for a moment to see who all is here, and lets out a breath. For once she isn't the one who's put the party on, nor her family for the record. How long has it been since she's actually attended something where she could be as free as she wanted?

Naturally, Weiss steps over to the drink and food table to select a few veggies and look for the champagne, because if you don't have food and drink in your hand then you aren't being a good guest!]

[leekspins]

[Orihime's a little more restless than she lets on. Only those who know her well would recognize that she's milling around a little aimlessly, and that she's come to the same snack table twice and eaten THE SAME THING. That's not usual for her.]

[But once she spots Weiss, she gives Orihime something different to focus on. So she smiles and hurries over. Hooray! Someone new!]

Are you new to the city?

[aero_sage]

[He supposes his battle armor isn't technically classified as formal, though he would deem it as so were he in Neo Arcadia. The general has done a little research, enough to know that he should leave his helmet and armor powered down, and don a suit.]

[Of course, he didn't do ENOUGH research since the suit is a gaudy forest green, and the shirt has ruffles that would be the envy of any 70's afficionado. His emerald hair is tied back in a thin ponytail that hangs down his back as he enters the room, makes a quick sweep over the gathered attendants...and moves to support the wall. He knew he should come, he just didn't know what he was supposed to do once he got there. Mingling is not Harpuia's forte.]

[smelltheredinside]

[She saw you on the comm and didn't reply. However. You do not look comfortable.

Time to do something about that.

She floats on over in her non-human (Not even half-human) organic-y self and raises an eyebrow at him.] What is it with people standing around? It's a party for glob's sake! [A short pause] And you know that's a terrible shirt, right?

[onecream_fivesugar]

[Oh look! Ruby showed up to the party along with the rest of her friends, ...but she's kind of terrible when it comes to social situations and is kind of just slowly orbiting around the edge of the party.

She's wearing a nice black dress with little black polka dots, black tights and red heels on.]

[murph]

Oh, right..Ruby. She smiled and made her way over to speak to one of the few people she knows here.

"Hi, great outfit, very...festive."

[murph]

Come to the party, Harry said. You'll meet the locals, Harry said. Oh by the way buy a fancy dress.

Murphy wasn't a dress type of woman much, jean and suits were more her style but when in Rome as they say.. So She'd gone shopping and found something she didn't utterly loath, smoothed her hair even added jewelry and a soft perfume and caught transportation to the party she was meeting Harry at.

It wasn't a flashy entrance but she arrived looking, she felt, up to par and immediately looked for the bar. If she was going to be here, she at least needed a drink.

I'm sorry for spamming you!

[no_love_potions]

In Harry's defense, he never actually said the word "dress." That was all her.

He'd given Ice King the slip for the moment when he'd shown up at the party cleaned up like a million bucks, despite perhaps a leftover tuft of werewolf hair or two, and immediately made a beeline for the bar. He really, really needed a drink.

But just when he thought he'd already had his quota of shocks for the night, he spotted Murphy there. If anybody at the party heard a sudden thudding noise, don't worry too much. That was just the sound of Harry's jaw hitting the floor.

[Open]

[descendsfromshadow]

Parties and dresses were a far cry from how Blake usually spent her time, but she had ended up being swept along in the excitement of it all with her team. She had even managed to find something she liked. A new bow and a couple of bracelets and the idea of going to this party had started to seem like a good one.

But then, things had happened and carried old, difficult memories along with them. She'd still come to the party but she wasn't fully... there, and it wasn't long after arriving before she'd drifted away on her own.

She just needed to get some air, and she stood just outside, arms folded to ward off the cold at least a little bit while her dress and hair drifted around her in the light breeze like shadows.

[combatskirts]

After dealing with a few people and having a bite to eat, Weiss decided to leave the room for a while to breathe. She loved parties but they did get exhausting when all you're doing is meeting people.

It just so happened that when she stepped outside, she found a friend. Maybe that's what led her here, instead of mingling too much. She frowned, and stepped slowly toward Blake.

"Have you been out here this whole time?" she asked. "You're going to freeze. Come inside and have some food."

[no_love_potions]

Whatever valet service Hammer had hired for this little shindig, they'd be earning their tips tonight when a great big truck rumbled up to the place. The truck was sporting some fresh new claw marks in the metal, a bumper half torn off and a driver's side mirror that was hanging on by a last few feeble threads. Oh, and the entire roof of the thing was coated in a few inches of solid ice.

Harry stops the truck and climbs out, wrapping up some emergency in-transit straightening up with a quick adjustment to his cuffs and tie. Truly, an entrance even the great 007 would be proud of.

"Sorry about the mirror." He handed off the keys to the valet guy with a decent tip already included (did that come before or after the party? he didn't know, whatever) and headed up the steps and inside.


Oh, yeah, and the Ice King was there too.

MORTAL ENEMIES: ENGAGE

[mouth_breather]

Jim was just on his way up the steps. Formal fashion for men doesn't really change all that much through the years. The only difference was an improvement in the quality of fabric, and maybe a bit more shine to the bowties and neckties offered.

Still, knowing that most fashions here were more old-fashioned than he was used to, he made sure to do his shopping in Genessia City rather than Nova City.

The outcome wasn't too bad.

But then the truck rolled up, and Jim did a double take. That was practically an antique, but the claw marks were a liiiiittle more eye-catching than the nostalgia value. Then out of the truck climbed a tall man dressed more nicely than Jim would have guessed to exit a trashed vehicle like that.

He looked at Harry. Looked at the truck.

"What did you DO to it?"

Seriously. What did you do, Ray.

[simon_petrikov]

Dressing up? Ice King doesn't know the meaning of the word. He hasn't worn a suit in around a thousand years, and he ain't about to start now! Besides, who needs a suit when you're the ICE KING? He's royalty! He's a ruler! He's regal no matter what.

The doors to Hammer's little party swing open with a mighty slam, and Ice King comes sliding on in on his knees, air-guitar and all. "Byooooooow~! The party machine has arrived!" He announces, before getting up and rubbing the now sore floor-burns on his knees.

What's he wearing? His crown, undies, and the same old dirty robes as always.

As he strides into the crowds, he's smiling and pointing and waving to everyone he passes. "Hey there George, how's the wife and kids? Hey-hey, nice to see ya! We still on for squash? Hey, Midge, don't get into the punch now, eh? Ehhh? Just kidding, you're wonderful!"

None of these people know or like him.

[no_love_potions]

[Wow. Who the hell is this guy? Harry sure doesn't know him. Don't mind him all the way on the other side of the room, pointedly ignoring all this.]

does my intro on a party log dwi 8)

[nicest]

[ By the time Penny had found her way out to normal civilization, she realized there was a party going on and it was off to find a dress so that she could blend in and make friends and possibly find out exactly what was going on but mostly the first two. And so a dress she obtained! Her hair's still the same as ever of course, but at least she's got a cute dress. That's totally step one in the whole meeting and greeting new people plan.

Step two is to pop up from behind the snack table without any indication as to how she got there or when she got there, she's just there. Hope you were paying attention. ]

Sal-u-tations!

[ The greeting is accompanied with the brightest smile possible, of course. ]

[onecream_fivesugar]

[Ruby's heart was not prepared for this, she just wanted to eat some snacks in peace. She literally jumps and drops the little plate of food she had gathered up.

Now there's broken glass and wasted food everywhere, I hope you're happy Penny.]

Gah! Penny! Where did you come from!? When did you even get here!?