tampered | Party log; ongoing; semi-open

When; June 5th, 19:30 - 23:30 (or so the invite says...)
Rating; PG
Characters;

coolestcoolkid and friends. (Feel free to assume your character got invited if they've talked to him at least once.)
Summary; Clyde is celebrating his sixteenth birthday with a party in the TARDIS.
Log;

He'd call it a "Sweet Sixteen" if it didn't sound that girly. It looked like he had everything he ever wanted for his sixteenth birthday party. Well, except for the presents, which he didn't have yet. The room in the TARDIS had enough space for 'moving and shaking', there was a comfy lounge area and there were tasty snacks and really loud music. If he would've held this party back home, it would've been in his own house, with almost no space to dance, his mum watching his every move and the neighbours complaining about the noise.

Though as perfect as it looked, this party would still be missing some of his best friends. But could you ever have it all anyway?

"I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor" from the Arctic Monkey's had just ended and the CD went on to play "One Month Off" by Bloc Party. Yes, this was his kind of party. Clyde glanced at his watch. Only a few more minutes before the first guests would arrive. With presents.

[ooc: Backdating is a-okay! Encouraged, even, considering I have to go to sleep now.]

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Dawn is kind of... reliably not punctual, but she's actually on time for once. Also, stumbling under the weight of packages that seemed much easier to carry for long distances when she started heading out.

...So that thump? Would be Dawn almost dropping them-- but not quite; it would suck pretty majorly to break them now-- on the floor of the Tardis and offering Clyde a slightly embarrassed grin.

"Hi... I swear these were less arm shakingly heavy earlier. Happy Birthday, Clyde."

Edited 2009-06-06 19:04 (UTC)

Clyde was alarmed when he saw Dawn struggling with the presents.

"Hey-hey, careful now," he said with a teasing tone as he walked towards her.

He happily took the packages from her. Though he, too, needed to put some effort into not dropping them. Clyde placed them on the small, low table in the lounge area of the room and dropping himself down on one of the two couches. With a huge grin, he picked the package that was on the top and started unwrapping it.

Anne followed behind Dawn, having not been entirely certain how to find the TARDIS, but figuring that the girl with all the packages would be going where the party was. She would have said hello, but Dawn looked like she needed all her concentration not to drop anything.

Anne's own present was small -- not knowing Clyde very well, she and Arthur and Merlin had decided that snacks would be best. All boys liked food, they had said. So she had made cupcakes, and had made sure to test them for edibility before bringing them over. Slowly but surely she was learning how not to be a complete dunce in the kitchen.

"Happy birthday!" Anne chirped, peeking over Dawn's shoulder.

"Careful not needed, for I have arms of..." Dawn rolled her eyes, laughed a little. "Limp noodles. No present breaking, though, I promise."

She bounced a little on her toes, excited to see Clyde open his gifts. The PS3 is a safe bet, but hopefully the games work. It's not like it was hard, because... teenage boy, PS3, likes shooting games. Fish, barrel, being shot. But still, most of the fun of presents is watching people open them.

...And admittedly, there are a few smaller, more personal things scattered in boxes; a really cool tie that should never born worn on account of the hideous DayGlo color, a rune for protection on a leather thong, some random knickknack type things Dawn saw and liked.

"So, when you get to the tie just know I don't expect you to wear it because you might blind people, I just thought it was funny. And I totally just spoiled part of your gift, but be surprised, okay? Or pretend to be."

[ooc: YOU MIGHT EVEN BE UP NOW late tag is late, fff. And hee! I have had that song in my head for DAYS.]

Clyde took his eyes off the package he was unwrapping to see who that cheerful voice belonged to.

"Hey! Just put that there", he said when he noticed the gift Anne was carrying and pointed at the coffee table. He didn't bother to get up and take it from her. Not when there was this whole pile of presents standing before him.

"Have a seat." This was as hospitable as he could get.

"So you're giving me something you don't expect me to use?"

Girls. They really are from a different planet. Though even if she hadn't said anything, he still wouldn't have worn it. No matter what the tie looked like. The word 'tie' alone made him shiver. He'd been so relieved he wouldn't have to wear his school uniform with his stupid tie anymore while he was here.

Anyway, there were plenty of other gifts, which better not be ties. The first ones he unwrapped were the games "Resident Evil 5" and "Resistance: Fall of Man". He had "Resident Evil 5" back home and had played "Resistance: Fall of Man" over at a friend's house before and he was excited to have that one for himself now, too. But both of these games were for PlayStation 3 and Dawn knew he didn't own one right now... She'd also shown that she knew quite a bit about consoles. For a girl, anyway. This could mean only one thing...

"Maybe I should open that big package now..."

He was fairly sure that would be a PS3. Like he was fairly sure that Dawn apparently came from a very wealthy family.

Party log; ongoing; semi-open

open -- cooler than the red dress

open -- cooler than the red dress

open -- you saw nothing

open -- cooler than the red dress

open -- there's no party like a Clyde Langer party

open -- cooler than the red dress