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CARNEY PARTY 4; HOLLYWOOD

The Carney house is decked out in a glitzy Hollywood theme, in red, black, and gold. Get your picture taken on the red carpet as you approach the front doors. For dinner, there are heavy hors d'oeuvres. There’s also plenty of alcohol - beer, liquor, wine, you name it.

HOW THIS WORKS

• Everyone is invited, including graduates! You don’t need to be friends with, or even really know, Cameron to come. The party starts at 7 PM, and anyone is welcome to stay the night. There are spare bedrooms, and since the weather is nice, tents set up on the back lawn.


• When people arrive, they will be given a movie prop which they must wear or carry for the whole night, or risk being caught and required to take a shot!


• There is an improv movie competition where characters will be given RNGed roles and plots. The best scene will win a prize!


• There will be party games including “Never Have I Ever” and “Most Likely To”. Feel free to throw in other games if you want!


• I'll keep RNGing until 11:59 PM PST on 4/1. Winners for Make a Scene and Attached at the Hip will be announced on 4/2

» FOYER; COSTUME CHEST: The costume chest has made a reappearance! When anyone arrives, they’ll be asked to pull one item from the chest. It will be a famous prop or costume piece from a movie. The chest is charmed so that you can’t see what you’ve got until you pull it out. No matter how silly it is, you are required to wear it or have it on hand for the entire evening. If someone catches you without and calls you on it, you have to take a shot. You may return your item and draw again at the penalty of one shot!

» LIVING ROOM: A small stage area and a video camera have been set up in the living area. Get ready to “Make a Scene”! Two or more characters will be given RNGed rolls to play and a basic plot. “yes and…” your way through a scene. The best scene wins a prize!

<b>Who is in this scene?:</b> <b>Anything else?:</b>

» BACKYARD: There’s a heated pool and a hot tub. There are tents set up in the yard for overflow sleeping arrangements, but the low tonight is 39, so find someone to snuggle with.

» DEN; PARTY GAMES: The den has been set up for party games: “Most Likely To,” “Attached at the Hip,” and “Never Have I Ever.” Feel free to add others!

<b>Who’s playing?:</b> <b>How much do they like being attached?:</b> <b>What’s their sticking strategy?:</b> <b>Anything else?:</b>

» BEDROOMS: Anyone is welcome to stay, but it’s up to you to figure out where, because Cameron isn’t organizing it. There are five unlocked bedrooms, plenty of couches and chairs, five full baths, and lots of floor space. Work it out.

» MORNING AFTER: Who’s hungover and where did you puke?

» OOC - 🎂 Questions, comments, concerns!

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BACKYARD

[gonnabefamous]

Team Punch Ghost on a Roof

[hisshiss]

Robin kicks his feet out on the roof of this mansion and tips the bottle of cheap whiskey down his throat. Is it weird to come to a high school party when you're a full-blown adult in Auror training and all? Like, maybe, but Robin has to be back at Area 51 like tomorrow probably and he wants to be there with a hangover.

He passes the bottle to his right. "Y'all see Virgil's last insta?" he asks, downright beaming with pride. "My boy's a fuckin' celebrity."

Team Punch Ghost on a Roof

[noblewon]

They may be on the roof, but it's not breaking and entering, and that's good enough for Tess. "Of course I did. Fuck." She takes a big swig from the bottle, then passes it on. "How'd you end up with a pet so much cuter than you?

Team Punch Ghost on a Roof

[evercretin]

Dimi turns the bottle in his hand, examining the label, before taking a long drink and sending it back the way it came. He wonders how they're going to get back down off this roof if they're drunk and quickly decides that the how doesn't matters as long as it's funny.

"He looks quite dashing in argyle," Dimi compliments. He still isn't completely sure what Instagram is. But he sees plenty of Virgil.

Team Punch Ghost on a Roof

[bambae]

"I gave up instagram for Lent," Chris says, which is a lie, but it's a nice lie, because he's been fighty all week and Virgil doesn't need to feel bad about himself just for that. Chris stretches out on the roof, and tips his head back. He's been living on an interesting cycle of drunk and hung over all week, but he didn't have to be back at work until Monday, so that felt like a bridge to burn when he got to it.

Team Punch Ghost on a Roof

[hisshiss]

Robin just sticks his tongue out and blows a loud raspberry. "Jesus loves my little snake ass bitch, he gets it." He laughs and reaches out to yank the whiskey from whoever had it last. Park? Man, shit, when'd Park get here?

Stretching out on the roof, Robin looks at the stars. They're, like, a little blurry? But everything's a little blurry to his ass. "Shit, y'all remember that star bullshit in the hellscape world?" He changes the subject abruptly, trusting that they'll just follow him along. If they don't, he'll just keep talking to himself, it's chill. "Think it's got anything to do with this year's bullshit?" They're definitely not going to distance-solve this mystery before it becomes irrelevant.

Team Punch Ghost on a Roof

[noblewon]

"Like we're going to forget that shit?" Tess answers, looking up at the totally normal sky. She still has all her notes from last year, just in case... well, she doesn't know, but she kept them anyway. "I don't know. Didn't seem to mean much outside of all the fucking puzzles last year, but that all could have just been setting up for whatever weird shit is happening this year." She yanks the whiskey bottle out of his hands to take a swig.

Robin and Webster

[websterknox]

Webster spots Robin sitting on the roof and makes his way up there. He taps him on the shoulder and announces, "I'll take the twenty dollars and paperclips now." He hands over a cup of whiskey, a Sharpie, and some gummy worms. It's a few days late, but whatever. He didn't promise quick service.

Robin and Webster

[hisshiss]

Robin squints over at Webster, trying to make out his face. Is this the bro from the wedding? Or is he getting white people mixed up again? Shit, watch this be Fiori or some shit.

"Fuck, dude," he says, the cigarette falling from his lips and tumbling to the lawn down below. Aw, man. "This is some fucking table service type shit."

Robin and Webster

[websterknox]

Any thought of collecting money or paperclips disappears with the sight of the falling cigarette. It went out, right? It probably went out. It definitely isn't going to start a fire. He totally doesn't need to go check on it.

[...]

Aw, crap. He turns and walks away from his bounty. Someone needs to check on that cigarette.

Kenzie and the Ebonboys

[iliya]

One of the backyard tents gets claimed midway through the evening, who need a place to rest after drinking way too much tonight. Or at least, Iliya did, and he's more than happy to stretch out in comfort while he chats with Kenzie. The tent flap is wide open, so any friends can find them easily.

Kenzie and the Ebonboys

[gonnabefamous]

Cameron pokes his head in through the tent flaps. "Wondering where y'all got off to." He's carrying a large tub of popcorn, and he offers it up as he enters the tent. "Not talking about me, are you?"

Kenzie and the Ebonboys

[iliya]

"Not everything is about you," Iliya retorts. The answer is in fact yes; he'd been telling Kenzie about their date yesterday, and his face is a little pink from imagining that Cameron could've eavesdropped. Not that they were discussing anything scandalous, it's just... the principle of the matter...

Iliya not-so-reluctantly pushes himself into sitting position, to make room for Cameron. "Where are the others?"

Kenzie and the Ebonboys

[casperkim]

Stubbornly refusing to go along with the mandates of the Carney Party and take something from the costume chest hadn't seemed like much of a stand to Casper earlier in the evening. The longer the festivities go on and the more people that enforce the props or shots rule, though...the more he has to admit the decision may've been a miscalculation. But only to himself. Certainly not aloud.

As a result, he's already had quite a bit to drink when he spots his friends gathering by one of the tents and goes over to join them. He catches the end of Iliya's question and supplies wryly, acknowledging his own uncanny timing, "Speak of the devil." Then he tilts his head and asks, incredulous, "...Turning in already?" It's too early for that. But sitting seems it could be a good idea. He feels a bit off.

Kenzie and the Ebonboys

[ulixes]

"What about the devil?" Ulysses says, instantly proving Casper's point as he ducks around the other boy and pushes into the tent. He's on the ground quick, as if the tent had been set up just for him, sprawled out at the most inconvenient angle possible and somehow managing to take up twice the space his frame requires.

Despite this, he pats the ground next to him as he talks: "Hey Casper, sit down." It comes out a little closer to 'siddown' — he's not trashed, not yet, but between the alcohol and the familiar company, even his mouth has gotten lazy.

Iliya & Cameron

[iliya]

It's long after midnight when the party finally starts winding down, although Iliya has little doubt that his classmates could keep it going until daybreak, if they were so motivated. Iliya enjoys parties but isn't nearly so energetic, and the hour finds him sitting by the poolside, trousers rolled up and bare feet dangling in the water. He holds a half-full cup of something sweet and vodka-heavy in his hands.

Cameron will find him sooner or later. Iliya isn't in any rush to leave, and anyway, he monopolized enough of Cameron's time yesterday.

Iliya & Cameron

[gonnabefamous]

Cameron has no idea what time it is, but he isn't tired at all. At least, he doesn't feel tired, and he probably won't until he slows down. The way he approaches Iliya, it may as well be the beginning of the party rather than nearing its end. "Well, hello there," he says, taking a seat next to him beside the pool. He leans in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thinking about going for a swim?" His shirt is undone a couple of buttons, his shoes and socks are missing, and his pant legs are rolled up too, so he sticks his feet in the water with Iliya.

Iliya & Cameron

[iliya]

Iliya huffs out a laugh. "I did not bring a change of clothing. Sadly." His cheek feels warm where Cameron kissed him, but not burning hot with embarrassment. Although it's still strange to look at Cameron and realize that he can just kiss him now, Iliya has grown more comfortable with it. He lifts a hand, and starts fixing Cameron's hair, mussed after a long evening of partying. "Am I stealing you from anything?"

Iliya & Cameron

[gonnabefamous]

"You can borrow some of mine. I've got monochromatic clothes, too," he replies, and his eyes are bright with mischief, either from teasing him or because he's at least considering pushing him in. He's quickly distracted from the thought though when Iliya lifts a hand to his hair. "Stealing?" he echoes, closing his eyes and tilting his head into the other boy's finger tips. "Nah. It's my party, I can do what I want, and I wanna sit here."

Iliya & Cameron

[iliya]

"I cannot imagine you in black," Iliya muses as he runs his fingers through Cameron's hair, now just using this as an excuse to touch him. He's pleased by Cameron's answer, and if he's allowing Iliya to steal his attention, then Iliya accepts. "The last time I borrowed clothing from you..."

Iliya trails off, realizing exactly when that was. Cameron's ridiculous purple velour hoodie, barely enough to keep out the chill of the forest at night. "...it did not suit me at all," Iliya finishes, not wanting to ruin this moment. "Anyway... I am drunk." He takes a gulp of vodka from his cup.

Fern & Heathcliff

[nothalfplaid]

Fern tosses a large beach blanket across the grass, then plops down on it. She sets her drink beside her, half empty though it may be, and lays backwards with her arms behind her head. There's more light pollution in Olympus than the mountains of Utah, but the sky is still clear and full of stars.

Fern & Heathcliff

[heathclifflacey]

While Fern and Heathcliff rarely spend parties attached at the hip, figuratively or (in the case of this party) literally, it still doesn't take the boy that long to notice his girlfriend's absence from the festivities and to go looking for her. His features light up when he steps outside and sees Fern and he heads over to her without any hesitation or any attempt to play it cool. It's pretty obvious he was looking for her anyway. Why else would he be carrying two drinks?

"Hey!" He flops down beside her, ending up partially on the towel and partially in the grass and spilling just a bit of the drink in his left hand. He offers her the one in his right. The boy's intoxication is definitely showing and the prop lamp he's been carrying around all night has definitely been forgotten somewhere. "Needed a breather, huh?"

Fern & Heathcliff

[nothalfplaid]

"Hey," she says, turning her head to smile up at him. She scoots over to the edge of the towel, giving him room to get off the grass if he wants. "Your lamp's gone," she observes without sympathy, "Drink." She props herself up on one elbow, taking the offered drink. "Yeah. Getting too hot inside with all the people."

Fern & Heathcliff

[heathclifflacey]

A confused expression crosses Heathcliff's face at this order, followed by a pause and then a bright laugh. Right. The lamp. He scoots a bit closer to Fern, joining his girlfriend on the towel and dropping onto his elbow so he can rest on his side and face her now that he's only got one drink to manage. "You won't give me a pass?" he asks, leaning in to steal a kiss that undermines even the possibility of sincerity when he adds, "That's cold."

He doesn't drink yet but glances back toward the house. Still busy, still noisy, still going full force. And probably still hot. He nods and looks back. "Yeah. I get that."

Fern & Heathcliff

[nothalfplaid]

Fern is smirking even as she kisses him back. "Mercy? From me?" She pauses briefly, as if to consider it, before replying, "Never." Nevermind the fact that she has long since abandoned her own lightsaber.

She's drunk, she can feel it in the way her vision won't quite settle onto one point, but she takes a sip from the drink he's brought her anyway. Tequila mixed with something, maybe orange juice and ginger ale. "Are there any drinking games this school hasn't done to death?"