http://yourarmor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] yourarmor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2006-07-29 05:22 pm

Log; Ev's Welcome Back Party x) [ INCOMPLETE... forever, most likely ]

When; Today (July 29th)
Rating; Oh lord, you never know what's going to happen.
Characters; Well. The whole city if they want to join in.
Summary; Zack's throwing Ev a Returning To the City Party and, well. There's alcohol?
Note; So yeah, I decided to have one of these up anyways. So here's how it's gonna work. I'm stealing Shahni's idea with putting on the Subject Line who you want to talk to in specific. So, if you're wanting to talk to Zack, you put something like [ ATTN: Zack ] on the subject line. Pretty easy, right?

If you want to talk to just anyone and it's open and free for all, put [ ATTN: All ] on the subject line. Or something on those lines. And yeah, click "reply to this" and not "post a new comment" when you want to talk to someone in specific if the thread asks for you. It'll get confusing otherwise.

So yeah, join in if you want. If not? That's cool too, I just wanted to give the option to those who don't mind doing something random. ♥ And pls to be forgiving my intro post. I just woke up, after all.

Log;

So this whole party thing was pretty cool so far. The Host Club kids came to his place and started setting things up in the morning, and they all seemed like such good sports (and a lot of help, too) and were doing a pretty damn good job with everything so far.

Sure, there were a few... very small accidents here and there, but that was mainly Zack's fault since he didn't know where to put himself half of the time. The couch was his new best friend for the first few hours after that.

But soon things were set up and ready to go all thanks to them, and Zack had taken the liberty to give them all hugs before the flow of people started coming in.

Now while his place wasn't exactly huge, it was big enough to throw a party. And as Zack said once, if things got too crowded there was always the hallway to parade in, especially since it would just gather more attention and Zack, for one, loved attention. Especially if it involved people getting together like this and being able to meet new faces. Thus why it wasn't a small party, like, well, welcome back parties should be.

And things were finally picking up, quicker than he thought, actually. Maybe he should have thought about doing it outside, but did Zack ever take anyone's advice? Oh no. Not at all. But it wasn't overly crowded since he prodded some people outside in the hall where there were plenty things set up there as well.

Zack looked extremely pleased as violet eyes circled around towards the mini crowd he had going in and out, waving and saying loud “hello!”s over people's heads as he either passed out drinks or ran to go talk to random bits of friends here and there.

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] blind-shot.livejournal.com 2006-07-30 09:36 am (UTC)(link)
"He could very well be my great great great great etc Grandfather. But since people say the resemblance is less oddly close and more 'holey fuck, Batman, you guys are twins' I'd say cosmic joke."

Sands inhales deeply. Jan's cigarettes are better then his stale Marbs.
"Me either actually."

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] ex-janvalent852.livejournal.com 2006-07-30 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Now that I'm thinkin about it, seeing another me would freak the fuck out of me. There's this one guy who's got a kid version of himself here."

Jan took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled the smoke thru his fangs. Watched the pirate be a social butterfly, circling around the room, before coming back at some point to rejoin his vampiric and blind CIA agent friends. "Unless Jack went into details, you don't know what the fuck I look like except I'm tall and thin with fangs."

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] 13-year-captain.livejournal.com 2006-07-30 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Women and their assets are very distracting. Between breasts and shiny objects, it's very hard to keep Jack's attention in a crowd.
When he does wander back, he claps a hand down on Jan's shoulder (only slightly annoyed that he has to reach up to do it)
"I haven' said a thing as to what you look like, mate. I thought I'd let that lovely, musical voice of yours convey it all."

Now they have a happy little chain of personal space invading.
"Given your friendly proximity and the festive nature of the evening, I feel I must ask your intentions with my brother before this goes on much longer, Jan. The lad is young and impressionable."
Good lord, that was hard to say without laughing.

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] blind-shot.livejournal.com 2006-07-30 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"That wouldn't be something I'd wanna face up to every morning. Seeing my younger self. Doing my younger self things..."
Sheldon was not a kind child in any way. Jan would probably have to kill him after he tortured enough house hold pets.

"I was going to ask eventually. Just never came up. Would you like to describe yourself or should I have Jack do it? His would be far more entertaining."

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] ex-janvalent852.livejournal.com 2006-07-30 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"They both got attitudes and already got into it tradin insults. Was a mind-fuck readin their posts. My worry about seeing another me is cause I'm not easily copied in the looks department, really unique lookin....be wonderin who the fuck the real me was."

The thought played havoc in his mind. In a place like this it was very possible such a thing could happen to him.

The pirate's reappearance and friendly joking got the vampire's mind off that worry. "Shit Jack you're on to me!! I was gonna get Sands wasted and then tattooed with my name across his chest." He laughed.

Playfully elbowed Sands in the ribs, "Yeah I wanna hear Jack describe me too!!" He gave the pirate a friendly fanged smile, "Go ahead dude, do it."

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] 13-year-captain.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Getting Sands tattooed while he slept? This is not only funny as a concept in and of itself, but Jack can imagine the outcome of such an attempt and that has him laughing.

Ah, but now it's up to the pirate to spin a colourful description. He looks Jan over, as though he hadn't seen him plenty before. "Jan? Ah, well...our good friend vampire is a tall bugger. Stands nearly a full head taller than either of us, with quite the dark complexion... Jan, mate, where are you from? No matter..." Jack waves it off so he can keep talking instead. "He's got all of.." Pauses to count. "...seven gold rings pierced through his face -all very becoming, of course- and bizarre gold eyes to match. The rings in your lip, Jan, don't they catch on those pointy, fangy teeth? I would think..." He pulls his own lip up to run a finger along a canine and the spot where his lower lip rubs against it.
"Mm..Where was I? Yes.. Black hair that's gone a bit shaggy but isn't altogether long. More like he's missed his last six or eight calls for a trim. Always has this lovely little stocking cap on... Gold eye stitched in the center front. Reference to the third eye, is it, Jan? All knowing all seeing and that sort of thing? The white gloves have always seemed a bit over dressed to me, I've no explanation for that. Unless ... Jan, mate, you weren't a butler or attendant were you? Don't seem the sort.."

Re: Jan and Sands

[identity profile] ex-janvalent852.livejournal.com 2006-08-01 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jan scowled, "It's out of habit when I'm in my 'work clothes'." He gestured at the dark blue track suit he was wearing, "Wasn't wearin them that day you asked for help cause I was in jeans and a tshirt, remember?"

The defense reaction, while mild, was still an uncalled for snap at the pirate. Feeling sheepish Jan slumped against the wall, taking off his hat. The bangs kept shoved-up inside it fell into his eyes. "Sorry, the servant bit brought-up some shitty memories....wouldn't have normaly bothered me hearin something like that but the City and it's mind-fucks have made me kinda of edgy."

Ran a hand thru his hair, unconciously ruffling it up into it's usual spikey appearance when sans hat. Eyes rolled over briefly at the window that was the real cause of tonight's nerves acting-up. Started to reach for the flask of laudanum, but thought better of it. Suppose to be used as a last resort not for every little nervous twitch.

Anyway, there was free booze of all sorts being offered, be rude to the hosts to pass that up. Sands earlier grumble about not liking his drink had to be rememdied too.

"You guys want something to drink and do you trust me pickin it out?" He asked with a chuckle.