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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

VIBE CHECK

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.

BAR AREA

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 FLOOR

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.

QUIET CORNER

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.

BOUNCY HOUSE

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.

OOC CHATTER!

Questions, comments, concerns?

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"Yours are hotter," the very drunk Zeke splutters out, not sure if he's playing it cool or just digging himself a nice little hole here in the closet. "Respectfully."

"Oh my god. So like. Do you only talk to me because of my super hot bones?" This is like the third time he's said this, so she can't help but making this much worse by teasing.

Zeke is about to make this worse in three seconds.

"Pfffft, if I was that shallow I'd be slip-slidin' on into your brother's DMs."

It's probably a blessing Zeke can't see facial expressions. Hers is something to write home about. Or never write home, if it did its intended duty (a murder.) He might, though, see every bone in her body still and tense in unison. God. Of course Enoch has hotter bones than she does. "That wouldn't get you very far." She blurts, immediately.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Zeke wants to fall into a deep dark hole. Like, it doesn't have to be the deepest and darkest hole, just deep enough to both hurt and hide him.

He throws a desperate glance at the door, where he can see Beulah furiously typing on her phone. She shows no signs of opening the closet any time soon.

"I'm not— I don't want— He's extremely not my—" Zeke takes a step back, knocking into the brooms against the wall. The sound they make when they hit the floor and walls feel so much louder than they should have been and wow is he on the fucking edge right now. "Why?"

Crysta is not sure what she is trying to accomplish by stalking after Zeke as he fumbles back against the wall, only that in her drunk brain it is suddenly all-consuming that she proves she is in fact so much hotter than Enoch in every way that matters. He's smarter, and more accomplished, better at everything else. She is at least supposed to be the hot one. And of course even here, drunk in a closet at a party she took weeks to plan she's forced to think about her brother.

But also, she isn't supposed to care about any of that. Cool means cool, Crysta. She closes her eyes and wills herself into being cute instead of scary. Results mixed."It's cool. It's just like. All senses employed, I'm definitely hotter.And also he's older so his bones are gonna wither first anyway." See? Very cool.

"Oh, a hundred— I agree, I— super hot and—" Zeke is breathing a little too hard, he needs to calm down, he needs to get his shit together. He sinks down against the wall, skinny knees folding in front of him. "I'm just stupid 'n' scared t' kiss you."

There is something very powerful about standing up in front of a wibbly man who is stressed because maybe you'll kill him with a broom, or whatever is going on right now. Crysta only takes advantage of that for a moment, and then sinks to her own knees in front of him, her hands lighting on his very bony kneecaps. Since this is lightly worrying, legitimately. "Like. Why. That's not scary. You don't even have to." (Lest this is a Kissing Girls is Gross Thing, as originally suspected.)

Zeke doesn't even know how to put into words the things roiling in his head. There's his deeply ingrained fear of being perceived, his history of fleeing at the first signs of comfort and attraction, there's... all the alcohol. So he tries to push it down, to squash it under his boots.

"Taby bit me," he laughs, though it's a little more dry and dark than mirthful. "NOT in a sexy way."

Edited 2023-07-03 04:20 (UTC)

She knows that laughs. She's felt it herself. Crysta's pretty sure a bite from Taby isn't the whole problem, but she never pushes for personal details. Not the real things. Anything that held that laugh is a real thing. "Ah." She says instead, a picture of perfect understanding. "Like. Fear not, because I only ever bite in the sexy way. With consent."

There's definitely a part of Zeke's brain that's still trying to save him from himself. Like, it would be perfectly acceptable to pull out his phone and ask Crysta for help drafting horny messages. Acceptable AND normal, in fact, assures that little voice in the back of his mind.

But Zeke doesn't like to listen to that part of his brain. That guy's into stability and maintaining his mental health, and Zeke doesn't fuck with that.

"I mean, I'm always fear-filled, but." He looks to the door. It's been so long since they came in here. So long. And Beulah... might not even be there anymore. That doesn't look like her bones on the other side of the wall, and that person is definitely asleep anyway. He offers the non-bitten side of his neck toward Crysta. "Looks like we got time. Wanna even a girl out?"

There really doesn’t seem to be an end to this closet game. Crysta distantly wonders if she should be trying to get out. But that’s okay. This would be fun too. She does hesitate for a moment, hovering over him, wondering if it’s okay. He’d said he was scared just a few seconds ago. But he doesn’t seem scared, now. This is just for fun. It doesn’t matter. “Oooh, like. Careful what you wish for.” She sing-songs.

She’s good, and only takes what is offered. Crysta leans in to kiss up his neck, biting in only the most demonstratively sexy way, as promised.

Edited 2023-07-03 06:13 (UTC)

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