http://politehulk.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] politehulk.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2009-05-01 07:09 pm

Log; closedish // Dorks can party too

When; Friday, May 1st, night
Rating; T for Teens And People Who Still Act Like Them
Characters; [livejournal.com profile] politehulk, [livejournal.com profile] repeatshimself, [livejournal.com profile] girlwithabow to host, others to follow.
Summary; Ted has people over to chill. Mario Kart. Dorkiness. Not as exciting as Threnody body shots, but hay, we do our best.
Note: I'm feeling kind of off tonight so tags might be slow, but feel free to mingle amongst yourselves (ie threadjack) to your heart's content. If you want my attention put something in the subject line. Invitees include YA, [livejournal.com profile] fortalkingback, [livejournal.com profile] alittlecredit & whoever he wants to bring, [livejournal.com profile] filmbyzach & [livejournal.com profile] adamantined & whoever they want to bring, [livejournal.com profile] misterblackbird, [livejournal.com profile] peopleskills, [livejournal.com profile] gracedfall & [livejournal.com profile] isabeansprout & [livejournal.com profile] strawberried (do I really want to go there?), and uh no bad guys. BYOB, the Mario Kart is always on so assume games as you like (and of course everything is unlocked), play nice, don't break anything or Ted will go all Hulk on your ass (more like Kate will kick you out). Poke me with an ooc comment if you want in but don't know if you'd be invited or not. Backdating or assuming is fiiiine.
Log;

They had chips, popcorn, pop, water, juice, and coffee. Teddy had checked three times. He'd also changed his shirt at least four times, and his pants once (they didn't match the shirt), and then he'd had to fix his hair. He didn't know why he was so nervous about having a bunch of friends over to hang out, but really he knew it was because he'd never had people over as a kid. And he'd never gone over to other people's houses. He'd been to high school house parties, but it wasn't the same, he'd never felt comfortable in all that loud music and nearly-naked girls. So what kind of parties did people like him throw for other people like him? He had no idea. He was going by what he'd seen on tv and heard about colloquially, which he was aware wasn't entirely reliable. What if people got bored?

Not to mention he'd ended up inviting way more people than he'd originally planned. It was just that, once he'd invited one person he felt guilty about not inviting someone else or maybe forgetting someone and it just snowballed from there. Hopefully they wouldn't fun out of food. Or space. He'd just realized lately how much time he actually spent with Billy and felt bad for all the friends who had been there for him while Billy had been away.

So rather than count the food again he went into the living room and started flipping through his iPod to find something suiable to listen to. You couldn't go wrong with Arcade Fire, right?

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[identity profile] knockoff-hero.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Not that I will get around to tagging until tomorrow anyway, but I'd like Jaime to get invited...either Kate or Billy would make sense, probably Kate.

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[identity profile] girlwithabow.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Feel free to say Kate invited him.
inmyothertights: (Billy - is it safe yet?)

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[personal profile] inmyothertights 2009-05-02 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Billy had spent a lot of time watching Teddy before telling him to calm down, and now he's sitting cross legged on the floor and watching people come in and out. Billy's always been one to observe first (and last, or both) and so he's observing now.

Billy's never been really good at parties, anyway.

[identity profile] gracedfall.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
After coming here with Doumeki, Fai set off to explore. He had only been to one party in his life and being around so many people at once was a bit thrilling, on the best of days. Coming here, he hoped that maybe he could get his mind off of what happened the other day and the things he said.

Spotting Billy on the floor he approached him quietly. Whether this was a normal thing to do at parties he didn't know; he certainly didn't see anyone doing that at Road's birthday party.

"Billy?"
inmyothertights: (Billy - everything's magic)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2009-05-02 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
Billy turns to spot Fai, who looks just a little bit lost, which is how he imagines he always looks at parties. Billy's never been a social animal - even friends had been hard to come by, for a long time - so he understands the feelings of confusion that Fai might be feeling at this shindig.

He smiles. "Hey," he says. "I'm glad you came." He is glad that the little mage is there. Fai is starting to feel like a little brother; except way better behaved. "Have you ever played Mario Kart?"

[identity profile] gracedfall.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
He returned the smile before blinking at the name. Truth be told Fai had yet to even be introduced to video games and the like. There was still so much to learn about in this place.

"Mario Kart?" He shook his head slowly. "No. What is it? Is it a game?"
inmyothertights: (Billy - fweee Teddy)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2009-05-02 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Billy says a little enthusiastically and he grabs a controller and tugs Fai a little. "Here, sit down, we'll take it easy on you and then you can see if you like it."

He knows that Fai probably has never really played video games, so he explains the controller with a decided bounce of excitement in his voice. "Here," he says, beginning on an easy course. "Don't worry about winning we'll just play to learn."

[identity profile] gracedfall.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
Of course, feeding off of Billy's nice attitude Fai was beginning to feel much better as well. The game certainly helped as well. It reminded him of what he imagined it would be like driving in those strange vehicles Doumeki told him were cars.

He chewed on his lower lip without knowing as he tried his best not to fall over the edge. "Darn..." Although he knew he wasn't playing to win (yet) he still couldn't help frowning. He'd definitely have to show this game to Yuui later when he got better.
inmyothertights: (Billy - Sit back and hold on)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2009-05-02 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
It's probably a sign of how much Billy likes Fai that he resets the level to try again. "Hey, don't worry you'll get better," he assures him. "Lets try again."

He nudges Fai just a little. "Oh, did you want anything to eat?"

[identity profile] gracedfall.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Abashed at Billy's reaction to his frustration, Fai nodded and smiled up at him. "It just takes practice, right?"

He blinked again and looked to the screen in thought. "No...Not yet." He had seen the platters of food earlier, but he had been unsure of whether he was allowed to eat any of it yet.

Or maybe that was just his bashfulness coming out to rear it's ugly head at him in the most inopportune times.
inmyothertights: (Billy - brighter than sunshine)

[personal profile] inmyothertights 2009-05-02 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep. Practice a lot and you'll get better than me." Although considering how much Billy plays, Fai has a lot of catching up to do. "Come on, let's grab something to eat. I think if food doesn't start disappearing Teddy'll have a coronary."

It did worry him, just a touch, how much Teddy was investing into this party, thing, whatever. Not enough though that he pulled his boyfriend aside. Yet. "You can have as much as you like."

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[identity profile] girlwithabow.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
With Teddy and Billy camped out in the living room, Kate stationed herself on top of the kitchen counter, in a position that would get her yelled at if she was back at home. From this point, she could keep an eye on the opened apartment door for any of her invited guests. Most of her friends were the rest of the gang's friends, but she managed to ask a couple of others over. Whether or not they actually showed up was still to be seen. For now, Kate busied herself with opening another can of soda.
Edited 2009-05-02 22:26 (UTC)

[identity profile] knockoff-hero.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Jaime checked that he had the right apartment and poked his head inside, hoping he'd spot Kate right away, or Billy who he'd at least talked to before. This was just what he needed--hanging out with friends, playing video games, snacking, normal stuff. He missed doing that. Even at home he didn't have much time to just hang out with Paco and Brenda without all kinds of crazy interruptions. And having Kara here was great but when they weren't out hero-ing she was more with the wanting to go shopping and less with the wanting to play video games.

He spotted Kate, smiled, and came the rest of the way in the room.

[identity profile] girlwithabow.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Although she hadn't known him for long, Kate somehow expected Jaime to be the first to show up. The guy was dependable like that.

"I was about to start crying about you not showing up," she greeted him sarcastically with a grin. She hopped down to meet him halfway and gave him a friendly one armed hug.

Kate shook the still-full soda in Jaime's direction. "I would give this one to you, but I already drank from it. Make yourself at home and get one from the fridge."

[identity profile] knockoff-hero.livejournal.com 2009-05-02 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"So I'm early, can I help it if I have a jet pack?" he said, shrugging and grinning, while a tiny voice in the back of his head (a normal sort of internal voice not the Scarab's voice) went haha I can totally make a jet pack, that still hasn't gotten old. He went and got a can of soda for himself and leaned against the counter.

"Ready to get your butt kicked in Mario Kart?" It wasn't that Jaime was actually feeling that cocky, but he was in the mood for a little friendly competition, and from what he'd seen of Kate she figured she would rise to his bait.

[identity profile] girlwithabow.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Not really. I'm more ready to kick your butt in Mario Kart." One day, Kate would get that super competitive streak out her system, just not today. Today was for beating every guest that walked into the place.

"Let's make it interesting. I win, which I will, you buy me lunch every day for one week." Kate spoke as she headed towards the living room. "I lose, which I won't, I do whatever you want for one week. Within reason."

One controller was already in her hand and she held the other one out to Jaime. "What say you?"

[identity profile] knockoff-hero.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Lunch every day for a week. That sounded manageable. He didn't really know what he'd ask for if he won, but hey, he'd think of something. If he won.

"All right then, I accept," he said, taking the other controller with exaggerated solemnity. "You're going down."

[identity profile] girlwithabow.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Kate just rolled her eyes as she set up the game without even asking him for his side of the bet. She was confident, probably way too confident, but it was a defense mechanism left over from her losing during Caspian's tournament. She promised herself to never lose again, not even at Mario Kart.

"I got Yoshi. And if you hit me with a shell, I swear I'll hit you with a fist, Jaime," she threatened with a smile.

[ooc: Kate is so gonna lose.]

[identity profile] knockoff-hero.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"All's fair, Kate. Let's do this." As the game started he realized he might not have to by lunch for a week. Paco might be the reigning Wii boxing champ, but Jaime ruled Mario Kart, except when Brenda cheated by shoving him.

[ooc: My only exposure to Mario Kart was peeking over shoulders while some friends had an epic DS tournament so I guess we assume how the race goes or you can add some actual details.]

[identity profile] girlwithabow.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
While Kate was good at a number of things, video games were not her forte. At all. That was obvious how she managed to not actually lose to Jaime, but come in four places behind him by the time the digital race was over. A losing Kate was definitely not a happy Kate and it showed on her face as she dropped the controller.

"You cheated!" Kate looked shocked. She'd never lost this much in one week. It must be bad luck. "I demand a rematch!"

IDK how i missed this post /failure /no obligation to tag but just in case someone wants to 83

[identity profile] filmzbyzach.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Zach rather likes Arcade Fire. Then again, Zach rather likes a lot of music, not really discriminatory against much of anything except the standby of country and even some of that is bearable--some. Contrary to what perhaps is popular belief or even...well...okay, well his preference, he doesn't spend every waking moment with Claire Bennet--you know, just most of the time.

Anyway, point being, he shows up alone, perhaps trying to ignore the curse of the day before, possibly just going because he was invited and he has spoken to Kate before, Teddy once or twice, and, well, okay not much else, but it is somewhere to be without lingering around and waiting to apologize to Claire and knowing it won't make much of a difference. They both feel very much at fault for hurtful truths, but the truth is not their fault, and so they find themselves in a conundrum of sorts. Maybe they are just forever destined to go in circles, but their forever is a short-lived one, so that might be just as well.

Pausing outside the front door, he adjusts his headphones around his neck, large silver things that are a little flashy but for the most part stylish and neat looking, a clean design that probably makes people think it has Made in Japan somewhere on it--they would be right, for the record. Before knocking, he checks his phone in case he has gotten a text from a certain someone and seeing nothing, he sighs under his breath and knocks.

Mohinder is not the person he chooses to take advice from, and he really hasn't spoken to him enough to know his opinion for certain, but he thinks the man is logical enough to suggest he branch out from Claire for his own good, and logically this is right, but you can't help who you love, they say. This is true of Zach. But he has nothing against making new friends regardless. None of them will ever really match up to his best friend, but they're not supposed to, and he can hear good music from inside, so that's a good starting point, right? Is it bad he can't help but compare? Probably. He knows he's changed since coming to this City, sometimes he wonders if he's become a worse person for it, but he never gets affirmation of one way or the other.

Waiting, not knocking a second time, he shifts, not nervous, but a little prone to fidgeting either way.

He checks his phone again.

<3333 sleep well when you do :3 /celebrates backdating forever >.>

[identity profile] filmzbyzach.livejournal.com 2009-05-03 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Stepping past, he smiles, taking his iPod out without looking, switching it off and shifting the hold option over just in case before letting it fall back into one of the many pockets--cargo pants you see, yes, we're not sure how out of style they are, but neither is Zach, so...it works out. Geeks seldom have an eye for fashion, but at least his khaki coloured pants don't clash with his shirt, a plain black t-shirt, because that is in all honesty what his closet consists most of. A little sad. Maybe.

"Thanks for inviting us," he says automatically 'us' and quickly adds, "Um I don't know if Claire is coming but, she might." Awkward. The backpack on his shoulders he adjusts to keep from fidgeting with anything else, glancing around at the apartment, approving more as Arcade Fire continues and wondering what to do next. He has, obviously, not been to many parties of any kind either.