open | party like you're 35;

[secondthoughts]

Who ☀ Hector & "everyone"
What ☀ It's Hector's birthday!
When ☀ August 5
Where ☀ Lumina Cloth. Surprise!
Content Warnings ☀ drunk people, will add as needed

[ Arrive at Mac Anu, where the welcome party was held, to find it...empty? A quick look on the forums shows a little edit to Hector's post:

We're popping Lumina Cloth's cherry! See you there :-)

So that's where he is.

In the center of the brightly illuminated nighttime city, Hector's set himself up for his little get together. But since he doesn't have any tables or plates or anything fancy like that, all the alcohol and food he bought from various vendors are just...strewn around the floor. The food is probably still good to eat, though. It's fine. Take what strikes your fancy!

Hector's wearing his outfit again. He lounges on the steps of that funky spinny thing in the center of town, and anyone who gets close enough to hear him will hear music coming from his mic. Give him a break. He's doing his best.

When enough people have gathered, he might actually get up and drag everyone into a drinking game.

So enjoy—eat, drink, mingle, and smack your friends! PvP is enabled here, after all :) ]

Comments

[wowcool]

....Oh, you are lonely.








[taking a little bitty sip who knows what this means]

[weaseled]

That's your takeaway? Points for originality, I guess.

[But Anaido isn't wrong, so Yael doesn't argue.]

[wowcool]

Well, I know some people don't like being physically intimate. But coupled with your standoffish attitude and altogether extremely unsubtle revealing personality of being deeply caring underneath it all....mm. It adds to a bigger picture here.




[help he didn't mean to say all that]

[weaseled]

Wow.

[Wow! He's not at all wrong, but what the fuck!!]

What are you, some kind of detective? Get out of here.

[wowcool]

Oh, I like the sound of that! You may call me a "brilliant detective" if you want.

[weaseled]

You're as brilliant as a broken lightbulb. Give me a break.

[wowcool]

Oh, so once brilliant, now a shattered pile of what once was. But you're not denying I shined!

[weaseled]

Who knows? Maybe you did. I'm sure your parents thought so, at least.

[wowcool]

[Something falters in his expression.]

I...wouldn't know.

[weaseled]

[listens closely for the swell of violins.................]

What, seriously? So you're an orphan?

[wowcool]

Mm, I don't think so? Maybe? I really can't be sure. Never knew them.

[weaseled]

Then that's a yes. I'm not cutting you and your sob story any slack, just so you know.

[wowcool]

Eh, slack for what? I was a foster kid.

[weaseled]

And you're bringing that up... why? So people can feel bad for you?

[...No, something else is going on here.]

What happened to that obnoxious bubbly asshole?

[that reads so bad but i'm not changing it, this is your punishment for ruining my tagvana]

[wowcool]

Oh, no. I don't know why I'm saying it. It's like it keeps happening, I can't control it...

[A little sigh - it almost sounds annoyed.]

What are you talking about? [And a little sardonic:] Once an asshole, always an asshole, hm?

[weaseled]

Ah. I get it.

[So this is likely the game's doing, but you know what? That's not Yael's problem. If Anaido can't handle it, his fussy little ass can wander off and deal with it alone.]

So you admit it's all an act? You really are a creep.

[wowcool]

No, no, it's not an act.

[He just seems.........a little exhausted, now.]

Everything that you see is me. Bubbly and asshole all in one. Just like you have a warm heart and act as an asshole. People contain multitudes, Yael.

[weaseled]

But you're being awfully forthright about it now. You shouldn't have come to a party if you can't control yourself.

[And he's chiding Anaido, sure, but it's not without a fleck of that kindness he's been accused of having.]

Go compose yourself. Whatever's going on will wear off, probably.

[wowcool]

I don't mean to be a burden. I swear, I don't...mean to say this stuff.

[Urgh.]

....Thank you. As I said, you're quite kind. I really appreciate it.

[weaseled]

I get it. This game does weird shit to people. I've been saying that all long.

[A burden... Yael would love to agree with him, but given the circumstances—]

You can thank me by chilling out a little. Take it easy until then.

[wowcool]

...Really? How so?

[He perks up.]

I'll do my best. But...is there something to worry about?

[weaseled]

Look at yourself as an example. You're behaving oddly because of the game, aren't you? I bet you'll feel fine as soon as you log out.

[Yael thinks it's only natural to worry under circumstances like these, but he finds that skeptics aren't exactly plentiful here. He sighs.]

If you see no problem with a game altering your behavior, then no. There's no problem. If you ask me, that's a huge problem.