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crysta (not the crow one) ([personal profile] beautyfull) wrote in [community profile] enodia_ic2023-06-30 06:01 am

PRIDE TIME

PRIDE NIGHT!
Welcome to Enodia Pride Night 2023! Crysta has transformed the Space Between into the hottest club in Vermont to fully and correctly ring out the best month of the year, the LBGTQIA+ community, and the collective queerness and vibrance of the station. This is a space for expression! Shameless celebration! Make music, make noise, make mistakes, it's all love! The music (A VERY SPECIAL playlist) is loud, the lights are low until roving rainbow spotlights catch you, and a constant stream of rainbow glitter flows through the pride flags curtaining the walls. Thanks to Enoch, though, it's not actually contributing to pollution; just an illusion. Please don't worry about microplastics.

The vibe's a little messy, chaotic but warm. The bass beats loud and frantic, but its heartbeat undercurrent screams that as soon as you're through the door, you're home, whoever you are. Though obviously influenced by her party roots, Crysta did try to be aware of where she lives now (nerd city) and included overflow areas for people to celebrate a little more quietly if they so choose. And privately. Wink. Dress code is honestly whatever you feel comfortable in, but with the encouraged prerogative to look and feel drop dead hot. Ground rules are simple; just welcome each other how you'd like to be welcomed, look out for each other, and party hard. EVERYONE is invited! There've been (OOC) net announcements for several weeks now, and colorful fliers hanging everywhere. You CANNOT miss this.

DRINKS!

Along with normal bar selections there's some specialty cocktails including but not limited to:
THE JUICE with blue curacao, vodka lemonade and cranberry juice
BI-GLORY MOLE: Confusing as it is delightful. A frozen sprite, butterfly pea and rosella tea slushie with or without a shot of liquor of your choice
RAINBOW JELLO SHOTS which are plentiful and self explanatory
THE GINDERQUEER for the refined; sparkling lemon water,empress gin, little bit of lavender syrup

FOOD:
Oh. Shoot!
Crysta forgot about this until literally today and sold the commissary out of chips and snacks and basically hostage-situationed the chefs at Food Here to make enough sliders and miniature grilled cheeses and other party food at the eleventh hour. Maybe best to eat before you come.


VOLUNTEERS?

Zeke Zelizer and Volunteer B lock themselves in the closet for the kissing game...right as everyone else walks away to do something else. Beulah walked away to get another Juice so she doesn't automatically hear their panic after half an hour. Better get comfy! They'll be in there for at least 45 minutes.


Maximillian Hart does get comfy. Like. A little too comfy, and falls asleep in the corner of the bouncy house. Volunteers D and Volunteer E are trying to just get some bouncing in, but instead join in for a little nap break.


Zira Bailey knows how to WORK that stage and that pole and has so many bills thrown at them they make kind of a killing. Career change time?


Annie Song gets super annoyed at how slow the bar is and jumps behind it and gets roped in for an hour shift for their trouble.


Taby McLeod drinks one too many and is convinced there's glitter in their eye. They panic until Finn MacCool takes pity and dumps a water bottle into their eye to placebo-effect it out.


Volunteer J has a big time wardrobe malfunction but Volunteer K saves the day and drapes them in a VERY haute progress flag toga from the wall.It's a GOOD look.


Volunteer L's feet keep sticking to the floor. Like a lot. They cannot get out. Is this too much spilled jello? Is this that guy in Operations who can't control his weird sticky flytrap limb powers? Doesn't matter! Help!
LOCATIONS
It's very important today! Post your outfits! The people you came with! Your vibes! Also a good time to note that the moment you walk in there's a photobooth opportunity to take a selfie in case you want to preserve your lewk in the moment before it gets spilled on or messy. That's IMPORTANT.
Get a drink! Stay awhile. The bar staff received these specialty drink recipes less than 24 hours ago, but they're doing a great job. Everything is free!
Dance until you die! The carefully curated playlist booms through the night so there's not a lot of space for singing performances, but there's absolutely a slightly elevated stage area with a pole to dance on in case anyone feels Inspired. Otherwise, grab a partner, or just feel those beats and dance solo.
This is where some of the official/unofficial party games will take place, it's a cozy corner laden with bean bag chairs and pillows for a little breaktime area, cordoned off by a door made of tinsel. It's quieter, thanks to someone's muffling powers, and more well-lit. A great place to have actual conversations and get to know people better. Speaking of. Conveniently located right next to the corner is a maintenance closet big enough to fit two people at once. Hmmm...

Volunteer M loops in Beulah Stump, an Operations employee with the weird liminal power of locking doors for a certain amount of time. Time for a cheeky game of Unknown Number of Minutes in Hell Heaven!! A group of people begin to spin a beer bottle to tempt destiny and choose a partner for a good time in the closet. One problem. The closet is only supposed to lock for 7 minutes, but Beulah's honestly a lil tipsy and her power isn't very well-controlled right now. You could be stuck in there with your bottle partner for up to 30 minutes. (This is JJ's idea thank you JJ)

HOW IT WORKS: Post your character's name and the next ordered number in the fashion of 1) Crysta Waldinger in the subject line of a comment. In the body of your comment, please indicate how many times people you would like to be able to land on your character's number. (If someone has enough partners, just skip them and roll again!) When enough people have posted that you'd like to tempt fate, roll 1-(number of people there are) and then comment on the corresponding person's name. Also roll 1-30,which will determine how many minutes you'll be spending with that person and stick that in the comment too. This is still a place for enthusiastic consent! You don't have to kiss in the closet! Maybe it's a time for a nice chat.
Right outside the Space Between, there's a quieter area where people can go outside to have a little drink in even more silence underneath the beautiful manufactured sky. However, there's also a rainbow shaped bouncy house!
If you would like your performance graded, please fill out this form! The judges are two identical twin nurses from medical with synchronised movement powers so they know about Style. But in reality this is all RNG bb. There's an unknown terrible prize for the unofficial winner. Please do not bonk your head in order to win.
Questions, comments, concerns?
littlehurry: (153)

Raine's Unfortunate Savior

[personal profile] littlehurry 2023-07-01 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Awwooooo!"

Who's that Pokemon? It's Freshly Outside Eden, appearing out of nowhere to grab Raine by the arm. "Willy's the man, and I'm the WOLF that COMES OUT AT NIGHT!" she trills, clearly happy to be free.

She looks Jorgensborg up and down with a flick of glittery eyelashes, appears to deem him unworthy, and drags her friend away. "Who was that?"
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BAR AREA: Hypatia & Rory

[personal profile] coulee 2023-07-01 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Someone's waving enthusiastically at... oh! It's his friend!!!

Rory shimmies his way off the dance floor and on over to Hypatia's table, a healthy coating of illusory glitter lending some extra fancy sparkles to his sweat (sorry). "You look like you're feelin' goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!" He remarks, dragging out that one word in particular as a cover for nabbing a fry off her plate. It's Pride, he earned it by being A Gay.
coulee: (Default)

Re: VIBE CHECK! Rory

[personal profile] coulee 2023-07-01 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
he will trade selfie booth adventures for a dance 😌
coulee: (Default)

Re: OOC CHATTER!

[personal profile] coulee 2023-07-01 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
i didn't want to make one! thjgbknesr sorry i WAS NOT CLEAR
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Rory and Evan.

[personal profile] hulled 2023-07-01 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Lou had insisted that Rory take care of himself before dealing with Evan again. And that's great and all but he doesn't feel like he'll be back near pretty good without actually speaking to her, like their mutual icing-out's some kind of leak that'll keep deflating the tire he's decided is central to this analogy. (Or metaphor, he's still not sure what the difference is.)

So he tracks down Evan. It's early enough that the party's still getting started; maybe it'll be less painful with everyone else feeling around awkwardly for the night's vibe. He doesn't bother an attempt at small talk either, jumping right into: "D'you wanna talk?"

“No,” she says first. The word startles her into an amendment. “I mean, yes, but not unless you want to talk.”

She’s been to an event like this exactly once. There had been a glitter cannon and she’d danced to Lady Gaga in rainbow Converse in the streets of New York City. She’d allowed herself to be poked and prodded until her ensemble had been something right out of a magazine. But that isn’t her reality now.

Evan looks tired, but it’s not because of Rory. She looks guilty and that’s not his fault either. “That whole space thing,” she says, as she looks around for Mouse–who she has also been avoiding.

Rory, who's misinterpreting every emotion as This Is Because of You, nods. "Had weeks of it." Relatively speaking, anyways. They'd both tried... and failed, at various points. "And I don't reckon leaving parties to give each other space's the healthy option, so..." He nods again, this time to jerk his head toward the Space Between's back door.

She takes the suggestion and follows him. Already, she’s bracing for the impact of his words. Maybe Jack is right. Maybe she should have talked to someone. Instinctively, she crosses her arms against her chest as she turns to face Rory. “I’m sorry for ambushing you,” she says, once the blare of the music softens to a dull thump thump thump.

"Maybe try another approach next time?" He suggests with a wince as he kicks a brick over to wedge the heavy door open. "I ain't mad though, like. There's no right way to do that. Just caught me by surprise 'n at a bad time."

The words sting even if she already knows it’s her own fault. Her cheeks flush with color and she wishes she’d made the choice to bring Scrap. Having someone who’s always on her side, no matter what, seems to help in moments like these. She offers him a nod in agreement as she studies the brick at his feet with great interest.

“Well,” she says, clearing her throat. “I didn’t mean to. So if that’s all?”

It could be, if Rory were willing to let it go. But he's not. He's spent too many hours thumbing through out-of-focus photos and reading letters that were never intended for his eyes. Even though he was there—ever-present at Charlie's side, or discussed (in sometimes vivid detail?) through correspondence—he wasn't the only one. So was Evan.

He taps the rim of his Coors Light (gotta hydrate) with a fingernail in time with the Donna Summers tune he can sort of hear. "Is this that thing you said you do? Boxing stuff up?"

Her gaze drifts from the ground up toward his face as she gives him a slight shrug. She’s trying. Trying to shove him in the past where he belongs. Shove the feelings that have welled up and overwhelmed her since finding the box. Since knowing. He’s had some time to digest, but she’s been living with this secret since March and–

“Yeah,” she says. “I guess.” She shrugs again. Everything she thinks to say feels wrong and harsh and mean. It takes several hypothetical conversations in her head before she manages: “It’s easier that way. A lifetime of never being good enough? Put it in the box. Brothers never call or email or pop in? Put it in the box. Parents–” She clears her throat again. “And now you. When the moles leave, they’ll have their box, too.”

Asking And how's that working out? is tempting, but he didn't lead Evan outside to argue. She'd probably just shut down again and they'd be back to icing each other out, which isn't that sustainable when you both live and work in the same federally-run science fiction research dome. And it feels shitty besides. "But what if I don't wanna be put away again?" He takes a drink, letting his question sit for a moment. "Like, do I get a say?"

This earns him a sharp laugh. The song changes again and she thinks about his question before nodding. “I’ve already secured a spot at another station if you want me to leave. I didn’t come here to fuck with your life, Rory. But yeah–you get a say.”

"Sorry, I–" Rory squints. "What." The fuck? "I don't want you to leave? Even if I wasn't cool with your bein' here—which why not, by the way—that's not my decision."

“You were here first,” Evan says. “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable if I’m around. That’s all.” She waves a hand. “That’s worst case scenario.”

Rory needs a second before he can snap his jaw back up from the gape it's fallen into, and another to parse the line of logic Evan's been working with. Or at least, what he thinks it's been. And it's all so. freaking. wrong.

"No. I'm uncomfortable 'cause this?" He sweeps his bottle-laden hand out to point at Evan and then back at himself. "It's been weird. I feel like you're angry at me 'cause I needed time to process everything and I wasn't even doin' that good on account of my powers going all fucky. I'm sorry if that made you feel like I didn't want you here but..." At a loss for a way to add emphasis or explain His Myriad Feelings, he just gestures uselessly between them again. "No???"

Her face is heating again and she swallows hard as she glances back toward the party that they’re both missing. “I’m not angry at you.” The words come out in a whoosh that causes a deflation as her shoulders drop. “I’m mad at myself. But if I’d just slipped that stuff under your door, you would’ve thought someone was stalking you.” She clutches the rainbow pendant at the base of her throat and fiddles with it as she avoids looking directly at him. “I’m sorry for–” She gestures loosely between them. “I didn’t intend for this to be a thing. I panicked.”

It strikes Rory that without intervention they could easily spend the whole party out here, stuck in an endless loop of apologies and explanations. Watching Evan beat herself up doesn't bring him any satisfaction and there's some relief in knowing that she at least seems to be past the seething stage (for now). His exhale sounds more like a sigh than he means it to. He softens it with a nod. "Okay. Well. D'you reckon we've apologized enough?"

“Sure, yes,” is her answer. “Let’s—we’re done now, right?”

"I mean." Okay, fine: Rory frowns. He knows what he wants, or at least what he thinks he might like in the best of circumstances, but hasn't a clue how to get there. "I guess so? But did you still want to–"

This is hard! He has, technically speaking, in some way, known her for most of her life! Sort of! This shouldn't be this hard. Why is this so hard!!!

Another exhale, a stubborn little one through the nose, reminscient of an animal more irrtated with its circumstances than anything else. "Maybe coffee?"

At first she thinks she’s heard him wrong. She cocks her head to the side in confusion. Hasn’t all of this been about like…invading his space? She blinks at him. And then she feels herself nodding.

“With the cats?”

Rory can already feel the weight off his shoulders when he shrugs; maybe he was more braced for another rejection than he thought. "Wherever you're good."

This earns him a flash of a grin. “Yes,” she says quickly. “Please. I would really love that.”

"Sick." (And the grin's returned.) "I'm gonna be out of town for a few days. When I get back, though, we hang with the kits 'n I'll tell you whatever you want to know about Ch–" A quick pause for Rory to reflect on how weird, but not bad-weird, it is to finally have someone around who shares that link. "... your uncle. Deal?"

“Deal!”

Evan considers the fact that she wants to know more about him, but lets the thought alone. This is progress. She can, and will, work with this.

“So, um, happy pride? I’m gonna go drink until dancing’s a lot easier and make a few questionable decisions. See you when you get back.”

Ah, ✨youths.✨ ... As though that's almost exactly Rory's plan too. Rory tips the neck of his drink to Evan in a single-sided cheers. "Happy Pride, bro."
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Re: VIBE CHECK! Rory

[personal profile] loudon 2023-07-01 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Lou would dance, but only with Rory 😌
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DANCEFLOOR: Hypatia & Vidalia

[personal profile] mxpotatohead 2023-07-01 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, no! Nononoooooo." Vidalia spins around and waves her arms in apology. "I took them off earlier and put them on aaaall wrong and I think I'm--" She stumbles slightly and tries to grab the hand with her stump. "I think I'm the drunkest I've ever been allowed to be okay I said it."
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Lenz n Crysta for 12 minutes

[personal profile] lenzpolzin 2023-07-01 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Lenz doesn't miss a beat, rising to follow Crysta and taking her extended hand. "...Cool party," he returns easily. The fact that she's the hostess behind tonight's festivities is one of the few things he does know about her. Beyond that...not much. She likes to make threats? She's good with hair? She's one of the infamous Waldingers? So he's curious and ready to let this go wherever it may.
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VIBE CHECK! Thomasin

[personal profile] grndctrl 2023-07-01 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
It's possible there are multiple Thomasins around enjoying different aspects of Pride, but they're all allergic to color so she's rocking something like this (MINUS THE COP STUFF) and she'll eventually ditch the jacket too.

She'll nurse a drink or two for most of the night, skip the make out games, but work through some stuff on the dance floor.
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Re: OOC CHATTER!

[personal profile] cardinal 2023-07-01 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
i'm gonna post something with ophelia but also others post too yay good!
crawlwaller: linus lowe, wallcrawler (Default)

VIBE CHECK! Linus

[personal profile] crawlwaller 2023-07-01 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Linus never misses a party. He's been having a mild downer of a week, so he's here to have a GOOD TIME and clear all that away. He wore white, like a champ, and expects it to be covered in glitter and various rainbow pride detritus by the end of the night -- it's how you know you had a good time. Will he remember everything (and/or anything) tomorrow? Jury's out!
crawlwaller: linus lowe, wallcrawler (101)

RAINBOW BOUNCY HOUSE: JUDGING

[personal profile] crawlwaller 2023-07-01 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
NAME: Linus Lowe
TECHNIQUE: No heels for Linus, who's going more for height than grace. He'll throw in a flip or two also but honestly his goal is to jump so high that he literally touches and holds onto the roof. Wise? No! A bouncy castle roof will not hold his weight! He'd just bring the roof down with him but those are DETAILS
EFFORT: 10
INTOXICATION LEVEL: We'll say 6 but note: he definitely took a rainbow shot immediately before doing this
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Re: RAINBOW BOUNCY HOUSE: JUDGING

[personal profile] misapplied 2023-07-01 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
nonetheless it gets a "Nice!" from Taby
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BAR AREA: Crysta & Enoch

[personal profile] imaginist 2023-07-01 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Has our mother not warned you enough about the dangers of consuming Red 40?" Despite his chiding tone, Enoch is smiling as he watches Crysta arrange her radioactive-looking shots. He rarely has real alcohol at parties, but maybe she can tell that even he's gotten caught up in the mood. Pride Night was a real undertaking on her part, and unquestionably a success.

Enoch touches the rim of the first shot with his finger, but doesn't pick it up yet. "How many of these have you had already?"
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Raine and his Unfortunate Savior

[personal profile] rainbowfish 2023-07-01 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, thank God. Eden's here. Raine puts his phone away as she walks up and lets himself be dragged away easily.

"That's the mole man that everyone hates," Raine says once they're out of earshot, trying and failing to keep a tone of judgement out of his voice. He knows that he himself does not really have a sterling personality, so he feels like he shouldn't throw stones. But also... Jorgensborg is annoying. "You look like you're going to have a lot more fun than Willy did."
Edited (important context sorry) 2023-07-01 00:55 (UTC)
crawlwaller: linus lowe, wallcrawler (088)

OTHER PARTY GAMES: CAN LINUS STAND HIM?

[personal profile] crawlwaller 2023-07-01 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
NAME: Linus Lowe
CONNECTION: 6? Linus just knows people have been talking about him behind his back a lot and that's weird so he wants to be friendly. They've not spoken before today.
STRATEGY: "Rainbow jello shot?"
INTOXICATION: Maybe 3? We'll say it's early.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Honestly Linus just thinks people have been mean about Dr. J (and he's picked up basically none of the history with it) so he's trying to make up for it.
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RAINBOW BOUNCY HOUSE: JUDGING

[personal profile] artificialgravity 2023-07-01 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
NAME: Rye Ashburn
TECHNIQUE: Rye starts with a backflip but then partway through, he turns the bouncy house into a zero-g room. If anyone wants to float into the ceiling (or their friends) or sip their drink out of mid-air, now's your chance.
EFFORT: 6, he's showing off but not in the right way.
INTOXICATION LEVEL: 7, pretty trashed.
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Re: OOC CHATTER!

[personal profile] inosculate 2023-07-01 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
sliding in between bouts of having to be Social. (0/10, would not recommend) but hell YES, this is so good lyss. both of mine are here. one willingly and enthusiastically - and the other one probably got bullied by an appliance.
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Isaiah St. Germaine & Lenz Polzin for 16 Minutes

[personal profile] lenzpolzin 2023-07-01 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
By now, Lenz has had a fair amount to drink and seeing the bottle land on Isaiah St. Germaine makes him laugh outright, but he doesn't waste any time in getting to his feet. The bottle has spoken. "And he's already showing forearm?" he jeers playfully, "Be still my heart."

He grins and offers the other man a hand up. You down, doc?
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DANCEFLOOR: Tom + ?

[personal profile] grndctrl 2023-07-01 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Tom is working out some aggression on the dance floor. Pounding music and a crush of bodies? She'll regret it tomorrow, but for now, she's deep in it. (Besides, if a more responsible Tom is back at the bar staying hydrated, this won't all be so bad later.)

This Tom is here for the music. She's jumping, swaying, eyes closed and just feeling it. She certainly doesn't mean to crash into you, but we can't always get what we want. "Fuck, sorry."

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