[Open RP] Happy Valentine's Day, suckers!
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OOC: While the people below have signed up, this is open for anyone to enter the crazy.
So. It's Valentine's Day. Turlough had rounded up a few house elves to do his bidding. Said bidding was to set up tables with name cards, a table with food and drink (which may or may not be hexed, I couldn't decide), and a sign:
We will not be responsible for anyone fed love potions.
Because someone will.
We also will not be responsible for any actions here on in.
Turlough stood in the corner of the Great Hall, drink in hand, smirk on face as he watched people come on (or forced in by cattleprod point, in Soichiro's case.)
Ian Malcolm/KOS-MOS
So. It's Valentine's Day. Turlough had rounded up a few house elves to do his bidding. Said bidding was to set up tables with name cards, a table with food and drink (which may or may not be hexed, I couldn't decide), and a sign:
We will not be responsible for anyone fed love potions.
Because someone will.
We also will not be responsible for any actions here on in.
Turlough stood in the corner of the Great Hall, drink in hand, smirk on face as he watched people come on (or forced in by cattleprod point, in Soichiro's case.)
Winry/Charles Macaulay
Maia/Pickles
Yoda/Zim
Caprica Six /Gir
Homestar Runner/Susan Sto Helit
Toki Wartooth/Ayame Sohma
Rob Stark/ Kelly Kapoor
Soichiro Yagami/Billy Brennan
Lucille Bluth /Skwisgaar Skigelf (I swear to god I drew this.)
Phoenix Wright/Brainiac Five
Kon-El/Petulia Gristle
Gustav Marugueriff/Tomo Takino
Kathryn Merteuil/Wishbone
Camilla Macaulay/Benton Fraser
Molly Michon/MatthewIan Malcolm/KOS-MOS
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Date: 2008-02-14 05:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-14 07:24 pm (UTC)"Hey, start the party, I'm here!"
For the hell of it (and because it looked awesome on her), Tomo came into the Great Hall wearing the purple kimono Ayame had made her as a Sorting bribe (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1523938.html?thread=77175522#t77175522), carrying a box of chocolates that was small enough to hide in one of the sleeves
in case her matchup was lame and not worth the White Day chocolate.Her match-up was some guy she'd never heard of and definitely not Wishbone, but not even Tomo was a match for the concentrated adorable that was Wishbone-as-Robin-Hood. She knelt down beside the dog. "Hey, sidekick! Lookin' good!"
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Date: 2008-02-14 05:55 am (UTC)He dressed simply this time, turtleneck and slacks, forgoing the trademark suit and tie, found his name card and sat down, waiting.
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Date: 2008-02-14 02:58 pm (UTC)Maya wasn't here yet, but someone had to keep Phoenix in line. What would she tell her cousin if she showed up only to find that her special someone had run off with someone else?
So she was on stakeout, not far away, hiding behind the buffet table and peeking around the bowls and plates of food. It might have been adequate cover, but from time to time one might see a familiar pair of hair loops popping up.
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Date: 2008-02-14 06:00 am (UTC)Then a house elf barges in and threatens to zap him with a cattle prod if he did not proceed to the Great Hall posthaste.
He is not stupid enough to tempt fate by getting zapped, so he obeyed the elf and found himself utterly bewildered in the Great Hall.
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Date: 2008-02-16 04:31 am (UTC)This guy looked like a Soichiro. Hopefully he was. If so, they could introduce themselves, spend the minimum time required making small talk to satisfy whatever orders the house elves were under, and leave.
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Date: 2008-02-14 06:59 am (UTC)Re: OOC
Date: 2008-02-14 11:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-14 10:08 am (UTC)She walks into the room, not in any sort of red or pink thing, but she's made an effort. Et voila. (http://www.monsoon.co.uk/invt/25215103) Now all she has to do is sit in a corner (because her shoes really hurt) and glower at anyone who has got a respectable name.
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Date: 2008-02-14 12:39 pm (UTC)He looked around, trying to spot his partner.
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Date: 2008-02-14 06:01 pm (UTC)By the time the big day rolled around, Gustav had settled on the opinion that this had been a Supremely Bad Idea, but he arrived anyway after some effort to make himself presentable and leaned against a wall, drink in hand (he might've seriously reconsidered this in light of his last drinking incident (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1506572.html), if only he'd remembered much of it), mentally rehearsing his (quite rusty) introductions.
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Date: 2008-02-15 12:52 am (UTC)victimdate, but really just mingling and bothering people. She knew about the name cards, but why sit around and wait? Also, she'd discovered the girl with the pretzel-loop hair was on a stakeout and had cheerfully agreed to keep an eye out for "Mr. Nick's" date for her.Of course, she had even less clue who Brainiac Five was supposed to be, and seeing over the rapidly growing crowd was getting to be a chore.
Which was why an Asian girl in a purple kimono (http://www.japanesegifts.com/images/kimono_furisode.jpg) suddenly appeared nearby, dragging a chair over to the wall and then carefully clambering up to stand on it. This was not as easy as it sounded as she had to keep from tripping over the hem of the kimono (hey, even Tomo knew to be careful with a new kimono), and was muttering something about too many tall people and bias against the short.
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Date: 2008-02-14 11:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-19 02:13 am (UTC)Only. This being didn't look human at all! It was an a~alien. Gah. This wasn't what he'd signed up for at all! But it would have to do. It was live, yes? That would suffice for the situation, at least for the time being. What kind of a title was Yoda, anyway? It rhymed with... soda. Zim really hoped he didn't get some sort of can of human beverages. "Are you made of Poop and carbonation?" he demanded the second he approached the table, in the spirit of the Earth soda (http://www.buzzyworld.com/zim/archives/downloads/poopcan.jpg) that he had become accustomed to.
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Date: 2008-02-15 12:29 am (UTC)So she made her way to the table with her name on it and sat waiting for this "Gir" person. What kind of a name is Gir?" Gaius asked sarcastically, sipping at a martini and leaning against the table. She didn't answer, as usual, because was it really any stranger of a name than "Gaius" or "Caprica"?
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Date: 2008-02-15 12:33 am (UTC)He plops down at his seat, trying to keep a steady glare. It keeps slipping, because he's interested in seeing if anyone he knows is here--or at least, if there's any attractive ladies who are not were-lobsters present.
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Date: 2008-02-15 02:06 am (UTC)The house elf wasn't taking no for an answer. "All right, all right, you can put the prod away. Away, please. Just let me put on something presentable, all right? If you won't leave, turn around."
Fifteen minutes later, a dapper Charles Macaulay strolled into the Great Hall, pretending he wasn't being trailed by an armed house elf. "Winry? Who's Winry?"
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Date: 2008-02-15 02:52 am (UTC)After her futile attempts to tell the elves that she was married and thus couldn't go on a date, she had realized it wasn't exactly something she could say no to. The threat of being shocked for her defiance was enough to get her moving, and she wrote a quick note to Ed (I had to go out for a bit, I'll be back soon, love Winry) before following the elves to the Great Hall.
When she heard Charles asking who she was, Winry stepped forward and gave him a sheepish smile. "I'm Winry," she said, offering her hand. There was no reason to not be polite, after all. "It's nice to meet you."
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Date: 2008-02-15 03:21 am (UTC)She'd tried to bribe a House Elf to put in a high bid, but it hadn't gone well.
Now, she sat at the table, touching up her makeup, waiting for her mysterious suitor -- Skwisgaar Skwigelf, what the hell kind of a name was that? -- to arrive. She hoped he'd spent a lot. She was worth it.
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Date: 2008-02-15 03:36 am (UTC)Robb had a natural wariness of such things now.
Of course, it wouldn't have befitted a Stark to back down, now that he had submitted himself to it, so he could hardly leave. Mustering up all of his dignity, he strode into the room, ignoring any stares he might get, and sat down at his place with a regal air.
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Date: 2008-02-16 02:54 am (UTC)She didn't think anything of it when someone knocked at the Winters' door that evening. Well, all right, she was mildly irritated. Anyone with any reason to see them should know they wouldn't want to be disturbed. Henry and Camilla Winter were not red-velvet-candy-box, bows-and-ribbons, Hallmark holiday people. They did, however, have their own forms of observance. Or would -- they never had spent a Valentine's Day together before. At Hampden it just hadn't been possible, the one February they'd actually been anything like a couple. Anyway. They were newlyweds. Their friends ought to leave them alone on Valentine's Day, even if they would never go within a hundred yards of a Whitman's Sampler (or a Good Vibrations). If they wanted to spend the evening writing marginalia in their respective copies of Liddell and Scott (and for all Camilla knew, that might be exactly what Henry had in mind), well, then they should be left to do so in peace!
So, yes, Camilla was irritated a little. She was not, however, suspicious.
The last thing she expected was
the Spanish Inquisitiona house elf with a cattle-prod.She associated armed house-elves with tent villages and the like. Her face blanched. "There's got to be some mistake," she said. To which she was handed a piece of paper stating she, Camilla Macaulay, was expected at this Valentine event, and that her date would be awaiting her.
"Really, there's got to be some mistake," she repeated. "That isn't my name any more."
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Date: 2008-02-16 03:53 am (UTC)"There does have to be a mistake," he said, joining her at the door. "Her name is Camilla Winter. Unless perhaps you've written it wrong, and you're looking for her brother?" There was nothing nasty in his voice, but there definitely was in his mind. Charles wasn't going to get to carry out whatever plans he might have had for Valentine's Day, but Camilla was certainly going to, dammit.
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Date: 2008-02-16 03:30 am (UTC)She'd written on the sign-up for preference: Surprise me. She'd meant she could swing either way. She had assumed the sign-ups were for a single species.
Seeing the name 'Wishbone', she thought perhaps some kind of avant-garde artist had signed up. That would be all right. The other kind of person she could imagine with a name like 'Wishbone' would be a street punk, and that was not Kathryn's type.
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Date: 2008-02-17 05:59 am (UTC)Kathryn Merteuil? A nice name for a maiden. He ran back to his seat.
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Date: 2008-02-16 07:25 am (UTC)Homestar wandered into the Great Hall. Despite his tux and bouqet (of tofu squares on wooden skewers), he seemed lost. Not that that was anything new.
"Oh, Marzipan!" he called. "Anyone seen Marzipan? I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be taking her to the Chez Perez or like Bubs Concession Stand or something." Then he stopped, looked around, and added, "And what the heck am I doing here? I don't remember the Great Hall being in my bathroom."
It was a mystery.
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Date: 2008-02-17 02:35 am (UTC)She'd been drained for the last several days, and had wanted nothing more than to have a quiet evening in, hopefully with Charles and tea. Instead, some cattle-prod-bearing house elves had descended on her door and dragged her down to the Great Hall. Well, 'dragged' was really the wrong word, especially since a detachment of her cats who had sensed her ire had in turn descended on the elves. Now, lacking their cattle prods, pride, and several square inches of skin apiece, they sulked after her as she found her table and, at the table, Homestar.
Susan had never seen Homestar before, but it took a lot to weird her out. "I think we're both stuck here," she said.
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