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

[betel_geuse]

Betelgeuse felt someone staring and looked around. The only place large enough to conceal someone was behind the poinsetta display. Chuckling, Betelgeuse used magic to disappear and re-manifest behind the plant. He found himself directly behind a girl

"BOO!"

[flamescout]

GAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

[Raye jumps a mile, looking like she's trying to climb the air. Whirling around, flustered and disheveled, she tries to slap the smug out of Betelgeuse.]

What is WRONG with you?!

[betel_geuse]

"Well, let's see," Betelgeuse began, shrugging his shoulders up and down, while wiggling his fingers in front of him, before beginning to count on them. "Keep in mind, these are mostly things other people have said and a lot of them are qualities I am personally rather proud of. One, I'm dead. Seriously, that never stops being a source of suckage, babes. Two, I'm a pervert. Kinda think that's harsh myself, but whatever. Sure, I ogle the ladies, but you won't hear me complain, if they ogle back. Hell, if I had a rack, I'm flaunt it! Three, I'm a troublemaker. I give myself a round of applause for that one. Things don't get done by people who refuse to rock the boat a bit. Four, I don't work well with others, but shit! It's not like others work well with me either!"

He pauses, looking to her for sympathy or, at least, some reaction.

[flamescout]

She looks MAD, and although that expression isn't exactly unusual for Raye, it's definitely a reaction. She didn't even want to THINK about this guy with a rack. She'd have to wash her brain with bleach!

"Then get your act together!" she growls, stalking a step closer to him. The fact that he's dead doesn't scare her, but it doesn't exactly endear him to the priestess either. "None of those qualities are things to be proud of!"

[betel_geuse]

"Hey, no one's act is more together than mine!" Betelgeuse protested. "I'm the ghost with the MOST, babes. I'm the afterlife's leading bio-exorcist. I got lots to be proud of!"

[flamescout]

"Being rude isn't something to be proud of, corpsebrain!" Raye said...well, rudely. What was a bioexorcist, anyway? That was a term she'd never heard before, and quite frankly, not one that she liked. "Did you just come to the party to show off being gross? Grow up!"

[betel_geuse]

"Hey, meatbag, it takes SKILL to get underneath people's skin this fast!" Betelgeuse said, glowering. "And, yeah, sorta. Being gross is fun and that's what parties are ALL ABOUT. Don't confuse being a grown up with being uptight."

[flamescout]

"Being irritating isn't a skill," Raye sniffed, folding her arms. "Honestly, I know five-year-olds more mature than you."

Then again, Rini was ridiculously mature for her age, but that was neither here nor there. Deciding she'd had enough for one night, Raye stalked off. Creepy jerk why she oughta...

[betel_geuse]

"Sure it is," Betelgeuse argued, floating along just behind her. He wasn't trying to look over her shoulder at her chest, but only because he was checking out her backside. "To be really irritating, ya gotta be able to read people, to know what buttons to push, when to push them, when to ease off a bit and let the frustration build..."

He trailed off, grinning, waiting and hoping for her to explode.

[flamescout]

He wouldn't be disappointed, because exploding was one of Raye's personal skills. She glowered back at him over her shoulder...until she realized where his gaze was pointed. Red flooded her face as she seized a platter of cake and hurled it at his head.

"WHERE ARE YOU LOOKING?!"

[betel_geuse]

Betelgeuse opened his mouth wide, catching most of the cake and chomping with gusto. He grinned.

"Not too bad, bit light on the protein," he mused. "I was looking at your tush, babes. It's cute."

[flamescout]

Raye's only response was to chuck a fruitcake at his head. Choke that down, you perverted jerk!

[betel_geuse]

Betelgeuse ducked, grimacing in disgust. Fruitcake? Really?

"Hey, I was just lookin'! What's the matter??"