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))

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ROUND 5

[carpevinum]

[KING: MORIARTY

1. Sherlock
2. Sidney
3. Hajun
4. Jekyll
5. Clamor
6. Lucifer

I am pretty sure at this point Clamor got dragged back into the room and Komaeda is still in bondage?

The King should reply first. Remember that IC, only your character knows their number. Etc etc you've heard this rant before you know the rules and so do I blah blah blah.]

I legit rng'd this wheeze

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[HAHAHA HE JUST JOINED AND HE'S ALREADY KING? Hell yeah. He lets loose with an absolutely villainous cackle before dramatically throwing his arms out to the sides like the fucking ham he is.]

Well then - enjoy being under the grasp of James Moriarty, the Napoleon of Crime for this round! Hmhmhm....I hold your fates in my very hands! As for what you shall do...

[A pause, to let the tension build....before he suddenly laughs again.]

Yes, I suppose I shall let all of you off easy...!

Number 5 and Number 2, you shall tickle each other until one of you gives in! Number 4, burst into song! Number 1, you shall have the honor of dancing with me! And Number 3 and 6, you must either lift each other up, or one of the children in the other room!

Re: I legit rng'd this wheeze

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He looks at his number, then at the room, before he approaches. Oh if he's going to play it, he's going o make as frustrating for Moriarty as possible as he bows to the men, keeping his face as straight as possible]

May I have the honor of this dance?

1/2

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

O-On second thought, number 4....? Would you mind dancing with me instead?

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He laughs, the sound bubbling up]

My, afraid to show that you're not as good?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Absolutely not! I am hardly a coward, as you well know!

[HOW DARE YOU LAUGH AT HIM AND IMPLY HE'S SCARED]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Who did you have in mind actually?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Wh - anyone! I bet on the odds of my dance partner not being you! Rrrgh....

[He grumbles, before shutting his eyes, gritting his teeth, and then holding out his hand.]

....

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He had to concede on that, but as the hand reaches out, he drops the teasing. He starts with his left, moving forward, a right foot followed, then left and he steps to the right with the right foot, his left hand moving behind. In the first five steps - three if he's familiar - it's clear that it's start of a tango and Sherlock tends to keep the leading role]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[A tango...It isn't as if he doesn't know how to dance it, but there's something in him that wonders at the choice.

...And, of course, he's leading. Moriarty considers fighting against it, but...ultimately, he follows, dancing right in tune with his 'partner', following along to his whims.

He's still there, of course. But - as always, it is like he is meant to be Sherlock's shadow.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[His brows knitted as he met no resistance, even as he dances unfalteringly - surprised that his Nemesis didn't try to take control of the dance, eyes flickering over]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[For his part, he's not looking at Holmes - but when the eyes flick over, his eyes meet the other man's, just for a brief moment.

And then he looks away, and the dance continues. Stepping in time, no resistance, the seemingly perfect second to a lead.

Less a dance about two people, and almost like a dance being done alone, a lead dancing with the empty air.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[It's certainly one of the better dances he had, the smoothness was unmatched, but something about it just made his skin crawled, it's just too good and too matched, as if the other man didn't exist.

Where one would start to spin or dip the follower, he instead pulls back, abruptly ending it.]

Well - I think that does fulfill the command.

[a pause]

eh, King?

Re: I legit rng'd this wheeze

[wolfetracks]

( just, looking at his own number... )

I am legitimately sorry for whoever number 5 is, because I have never been ticklish anywhere.

[sunstead]

[at least he's not timing anyone while they drown themselves this time

and Clamor's touch-starved ass is pretty much doomed at this challenge before it even starts, but it's fine. he'll do his best. maybe... the element of surprise will help? so he's just gonna come at Sidney from behind and, idk, go for the pits that usually works and if he reaches a bit too far at some point and touches a tiddy hey he's not gonna say anything]

s i d....

[wolfetracks]

( clamor's trying so hard. but alas, sidney is a rock. a rock who is not ticklish at all, and definitely noticed the, ah, slipup but he's also not going to say anything. for a moment, he just stands there impassively before crossing his arms. )

Didn't work.

[carpevinum]

[Oh, he's going to lift someone? Easy. He's carried the Avatar of Gluttony himself around the house, a man who's bigger than Lucifer, so...]

Well, where is three? I promise not to drop you.

wakes up to this

[rhymed]

[ Well. The last thing Hajun wants to do is carry someone cause he's lazy and the last time he did they were covered in blood so -- ]

Here. [ He waves a hand. ] And I'd certainly hope not, I don't think I weigh as much as I look.

good morning ^^

[carpevinum]

[Ah, Lucifer could probably fling Hajun into the sun if he tried hard enough. He won't, though. Hajun is clearly a nice young man.]

This should be fairly simple on my end, then.

[Sorry not sorry, Lucifer crouches down and lifts Hajun up in a bridal carry because it's what he deserves, tbh.]

[rhymed]

[ He is? People (Hyde) are obsessed with him? He has a poisonous smile.

That said, he's a little embarrassed when he's lifted off his feet with ease. It draws a silent breath, one arm hooking around Lucifer's neck so not to look like a complete damsel... except he most definitely does. ]

... Yes, very simple. You can place me down gently now.

[carpevinum]

[Lucifer lets out a little ha!, clearly entertained, before he very gently puts Hajun down on the ground, as requested. Not like he'd have dropped him or anything though.]

[dangernoises]

I hope you don't mind Moriarty, I think I will pass on this game.

[ He hands him the stick it was number 4. ]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[This is after the dance with Sherlock, so he seems a little sulky...but then he gives a quick grin.]

Ah? But does this not mean you're disobeying my orders?

[dangernoises]

[ Honestly Jekyll just looks like a pathetic sad dog, ok he wibbly backs away and looks at him. ]

Can you at least tell me what to sing?