THERE AINT NO PARTY LIKE A BLANKET FORT SLUMBER PARTY

[sunstead]

Who: OPEN to anyone and everyone!
When: May 22nd (Saturday) after 6pm and the following morning
Where: Class 3-D
What: it's time to heal from all the chaos and murder with a blanket fort slumber party, hell yeah hell yeah

Sometime after school has fully closed for the day and everyone else has gone home, a sign is put up on the door to 3-D. In rounded letters and surrounded by drawings of flowers and a couple cartoon cats, it reads:

BLANKET FORT CONSTRUCTION ZONE
slumber party @ 8pm
all are welcome!
(rule breakers will be sent to JAIL)
... if you show up early, everything might still be in the process of being set up, but by 8pm most of the desks and chairs in the room have either been pushed to the sides or stacked strategically in the middle to form mighty fortress walls. These are, of course, topped with blankets for cover, because it wouldn't be a blanket fort without blankets. Blankets are a limited resource at the school, so it's recommended to bring your own if you don't want to share a fort with someone else. Or maybe just steal a big scrap of fabric from the art room. Close enough, right?

Aside from the obvious arrangements at the centre, there is an un-blanketed pair of desks set aside for snacks. Nene made cookies, and Clamor has put out a bowl of healthy nuts and fruit (as if anyone would actually take those over the cookies). For drinks, there are a few bottles of juice and one pot of (thoroughly filtered) tea and a few cups to use. A small folded sign at the table politely reads "Don't be greedy."

If you are greedy, or if you harass anyone else just trying to have a good time, you risk being sent to... gay baby jail™. It is, as always, a cardboard box situated in the farthest corner of the room, and guarded diligently by only the most fearsome of dads and buff teenagers. You have been warned.

There is also a second cardboard jail cell on the opposite corner of the room, which is not labelled (yet). The inside is absolutely covered in scratch marks, since it's the same box that was used to catch the cat earlier in the month... but now it's jail 2: jail harder. It is reserved for criminals who cannot be allowed to collaborate during jail time, and you know who you are, please just behave yourselves.

This is meant to be a slumber party, so eventually, an amount of slumber will be expected. Luckily it's the weekend, so everyone is welcome to sleep in for as long as they want... just don't sleep in too late, unless you want to get stuck helping with clean up.

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((OOC: It's another mingle!!! Feel free to make your own toplevels and comment around, start some party games, bring some extra snacks, hijack Nene's nerf gun to lay siege to your neighbour's fort... w/e!

This is meant to be something of a break from the usual death and despair of murderschool, so please don't do any actual murders in this log that is literally the lowest bar i can ask of y'all. Put warnings in your threads as needed! General chaos is fine, but characters that cause too much of a disturbance will be manhandled and sent to gay baby jail™. You have been warned... twice!!

ICly the fort construction and party is being arranged by Clamor, Noah, Sidney and Nene, but basically anyone who wants to pop in and help out is welcome to, and CR may have been asked to join/help out in advance. If you need an excuse for your character to come, someone else could've dragged them there to chill—just ask!

anyway that's all pls have fun, go nuts))

Comments

[dangernoises]

Just tell him hes ugly as fuck. [ No hes hot and Hyde hates it. ]

[rhymed]

Do you want to kiss or something?

[dangernoises]

[ He pulls out the art scalpel suddenly, with a straight face. But then he realizes hes suppose to be roleplaying Jekyll. So he slowly puts it down and says solemnly. ] You'll hear from my lawyer.

[rhymed]

Haha. [ He waves his hands defensively. ] You don't wanna call me personally? Are you shy? Does my voice enchant you that much?

[dangernoises]

[ Damn if this was in Jekyll he would be straight up trembling, but Hyde is just sighing softly because hes roleplaying his other half.. ] Wow youre so dangerous you should be more careful, ya know? Never know what will occur, if you just happen to trip and fall onto a knife and cut that hot face of yours.

[rhymed]

You want to kiss me so bad it's making you look a bit odd. [ Honesty is the best policy? Tell us how you really feel, dude. ]

[dangernoises]

[ Fine here we go hes acting liek a child copying him. ]

Ya sure it isn't you with the fucking sex Libido??? God if you're so horny then go ahead and take me right now. Or are you just all talk, offering to kiss and then backing out the moment someone wants to fuck with you. Pathetic. I really hope your face gets cut up.

[rhymed]

There's children in the other room. [ First and foremost. ]

If you want to then I don't care. Meet me in the bathroom.

[dangernoises]

Arent you afraid I'll just stab you? Are you an idiot. [ OH NO HES PANICKING HES A VIRGIN SOMEONE HELP HIM. Goes into murder mode. ] Inviting a killer into the bathroom with you.

[rhymed]

Considering you're making these threats in front of an audience? Not really. [ He leans back in his chair, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. ] You'd be the prime suspect of my murder and will undoubtedly face consequences -- so no, I can't say that I'm afraid of you at all.

[dangernoises]

[ Well hes right, wherein hes wrong. Though for the time being he is entirely right. The words there were meant to instill a sense of disgust, and here's this fucker goading him with his smart talk. It pisses Hyde off more. The glasses come off. ] You know there are a ton of other ways to make a point, without having to kill someone - but still kill someone all the same.

[ Hyde means emotionally, or just maiming his face. Or doing something along the line that was permanent and destructive. However cruel, while letting them live to do as they like. Hyde gives him a grim look with flipping the scalpel in his hand, and he mulls over throwing it at him. But he needs it for later. ]

You'd still fuck with that?

[rhymed]

It's obvious that you just take me for someone with a pretty face -- that's a little reassuring, I thought that I was losing my touch for a moment. [ He's kidding of course, which is made obvious by his sing-song like tone.

Hajun is a man who prides himself on his appearance; he's a model, it's his job, and he needs to keep himself without any scars or bruises. He's responsible.

Other people? That's not his problem. Show the world how much of a threat you are and then you'll have less friends. :) That's not his fault. :) ]

Maybe not, if you're so trigger happy just because you've realized I'm a casual person and you're angry because I'm what? [ He looks around. ] Good looking?

[dangernoises]

I do but you got a lot of bark, and now I'm itchin' to see where the bite might end up leading? [ You know the casual tone Hajun takes - the sing song way his voice dances along with his own tune. The way his vocal chords hit deeply but smoothly. He can tell he's a singer, has to be. Hydes mind is already interested because he hates his face, now he's interested because the guy paints himself no less than Gilgamesh in a matter of speaking. Like a King? He hate shim more, 'What an ugly snobbish punk ass.' ]

You act like people don't kill each other regularly for a reason like that alone? It's not complicated, what's the problem? You're in a school where there are body parts in the sink, and I've barely been reprimanded for my actions. So why are you so confident?

[rhymed]

Should I quote what I wise man once said? [ Relaxed and poised, Hajun cants his head ever so slightly as his lips twist into a thin, sinister grin; his posture is that of a young man who had been properly trained, and his expression gives off the impression that he's being as friendly as humanly possible. However he is anything but, as his eyes narrow behind tinted glasses. ] You know there are a ton of other ways to make a point, without having to kill someone - but still kill someone all the same.

[ So does he explain that he takes his time? Lacing every word with poison, until the very air a person breathes is toxic -- enchanted by his bright personality while oblivious to his true intentions. Similar to how he plans to destroy his family's legacy from the ground up, waiting until the right moment.

No, he'd much rather not. ]

Killing someone in a similar situation as yourself is just asking for trouble. You should at least put some consideration into that before you make yourself look suspicious to the rest.

[dangernoises]

ooooo - - [ The oo's turn into a long whistle. Whilst he plays with the scalpel in his hand. Tossing it up and catching it within his finger tips over and over again. Nothing but to keep his hands ready as he stares down at the other. Not because it were Hyde looking down at Hajun, not when he is comfortably sitting where he wants to be. It was very evident he was observing, with an interesting sharp look on his own face.

Hyde is stupid yes, but he is not so daft to not see beyond the boundaries of look the other gives. What Hajun details gives enough of a image as to what the other is about, so much so. Hyde actually gets goosebumps from it. A hair raising thought, as he mulls over what to say. How to say it - what actually is permissible. Feeling the air of a sort of evil you look at, the sort of every day evil people easily pass over. Calculative, smart, and inherently constructive. Decisive. In absolute control. Anything done is made for a reason - Komaeda only wishes he was half the man Hajun were.]

Hehe - [ He does in fact let out a lofty chuckle, one that's cute and warm. Hyde's a little too excited. The scalpel gets tossed even quicker then before, he's trying to hold in all the excitement he feels in this moment. Stumbling upon something he likes that he sees. ] Okay.

[ Hyde beams, having not moved his expression away from the other. ]

I like that you sound cute and concern for me.

[ He's decides he's obsessed with Hajun now. ]