Tamsin's House of Sharp Things And Presently Not Enough Alcohol, Thursday Evening

[fjordicswagger]

For a couple of minutes, Tamsin had contemplated the idea of just opening up Town Hall for the party, but... what would be the point in that? People were fired up on hormones, people wanted to get laid, you needed a space small enough to get 'em close together. So to speak.

Also, this way she got free booze out of the deal, so-- win win.

She'd hung the black sheets back in front of the large store windows (partly to keep the light out, partly so it was slightly less obvious the house was technically a shop she was technically maybe squatting in). She'd tossed a ton of pillows and an old mattress on the floor, since she didn't actually have a sofa, per sé. The rooms upstairs were... well, okay, they were rooms.

And there was a table for incoming booze. With solo cups. Of course.

Perfect. Time for a party. If anyone had seen the posters...

[[ ocd incoming... up! adults only party is a go! eta: i should probably note browse responsibly, since there might be hints of nsfw in the comments at some point, i have no idea how this post will roll ]]

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Arrive/Mingle

[fjordicswagger]

Come in! Bring your booze! Your hostess will be there to relieve you of it.

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[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

Normally, Irene did not go to parties that were advertised on flyers.

But, normally, Irene was not in the position she had found herself this week and -- look, beggars could not exactly be choosers, and while she was not going to just willingly think of herself as a beggar here...going to a party with other adults was probably a brilliant idea. (Or at least probably a better idea than just hitting on anything that crossed her path.)

She wandered in bearing two bottles of wine (one red, one white, naturally), along with a bag of goodies from Dite's -- condoms, little bottles of lube, edible body paint....

When one was the sex shop lady, one occasionally had to act like the sex shop lady, and she figured it'd be appreciated. She'd even dressed relatively casually for the occasion, in a sweater (http://www.bergdorfgoodman.com/Donna-Karan-Cashmere-Sequined-V-Neck-Top/prod105200017_cat259401__/p.prod?icid=&searchType=EndecaDrivenCat&rte=%252Fcategory.service%253FitemId%253Dcat259401%2526pageSize%253D30%2526No%253D0%2526Ns%253DPCS_SORT%2526refinements%253D73700048%252C73700049%252C4294925570%252C4294925630%252C&eItemId=prod103850166&cmCat=product) and leggings, and had left her hair down. (Of course, the sweater was Donna Karan, because just because she was using a beggar metaphor in her narrative, she certainly wasn't going to dress like one.

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack had run out of ways to distract himself, so he'd been grateful to see the fliers for the party. It would be nice to spend an evening around people who were old enough for him to look at. (And possibly even touch, if the circumstances seemed right -- his agreement with Emma included exceptions for island weirdness and the extremely hot.)

"This was the best idea," he announced as he came in. He was wearing a tank top under his coat and carrying a bottle of vodka, some tonic, and a lime. "I think we all needed a party."

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[teashopconman.livejournal.com]

Hatter had an entire wine cellar at his disposal so he'd grabbed a few bottles and brought them along. He'd also brought a few smaller bottles that were labeled with different emotions.

Might as well bring those along too, right? They were in a smaller bag that he had over his shoulder.

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[wandering-stone.livejournal.com]

Jones had only brought one bottle of booze to the party. Not because she planned on drinking but since the flyer had instructed to bring one for the host.

She also might have mistaken this as a means to discover why the students were amorous than usual.

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[filleauloup]

Ordinarily, Éponine wouldn't share her stash of booze with anyone, but this week was messing with her already shaky at best sense of judgment. (Case in point: she was here, despite knowing what this week did to people.)

But it was one of those weeks, and so here she was with four bottles in her arms -- a couple of different kinds of whiskey, gin, and peach schnapps. Full ones, even, not any of the dozen open ones she had at home. She actually did have several layers on under the coat that was buttoned up tight, though; pollen or not, she'd spent enough winters barefoot and barely clothed that she never wanted to do it again.

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[imafuturist]

Tony arrived with a bottle of juice if the kids ask because cartoon nice scotch. Probably a little too nice for the little get together, but thems the breaks.

"It's like college all over again."

Only now he was legal for these things! How novel.

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[bedbathabbiyond]

Abbi was very new to town, and the promise of an underground party was just the right way to make her feel at home.

She had a tight dress on, two bottles of dangerously cheap vodka in her hands, and heels that had proven too weak for the stairsy terrain. Yay, party!

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[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

Allie came in bearing a bottle of rum and a bottle of something shiny (http://www.viniq.com/). She had no idea how it was supposed to taste, but maybe someone would be willing to try.

A few days earlier she'd figured out what had her so on edge. That combined with almost going up in flames in L.A. thanks to the wish wearing off had her hating the island this week.

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[vdistinctive]

If asked Eliot would say he was way too old to go to a make-out party. Except for how he was totally showing up at the make-out party. It was next door and beat the hell out of sitting around wondering if his friends were having sex, so.

He didn't bring anything though. That would require preplanning, rather than just showing up.

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[newroutines]

Yeah, of course Mike showed up. There was no way he would've missed this after the week he'd had, productive though it had been.

He also brought a ton of beer with him. He was a good guest like that. (His shirt also didn't have sleeves. He was a good partygoer like that, too.)

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[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

Pammy brought booze. Enough booze for a small army. Look, they'd said to bring her own, and Pammy could fucking drink. If she was supposed to have enough to share, then she'd better have a fuckload.

Bottles of absinthe were okay, right? She also brought some half-gallon cartons of milk. She didn't judge how you made Green Russians.

Fuck glasses, she was going to be chugging straight out of the cartons. That's why they had handy spouts on 'em.

So! That was booze taken care of. Now, to get laid. This was totally gonna be an orgy, right? Please?

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[talentforlying]

John Constantine was easy. Anyone could tell you that. If you were pretty, and had no expectations, you were his type.

He wasn't going to show up empty-handed, though. He'd lifted a case of Black Sheep Best Bitter, just for the occasion, in case there was nothing else but American piss at the party.

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[doubleohblonde]

Bond got in remarkably little socialising these days, but he was here, along with several very expensive bottles.

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[atreideslioness]

"While I come from a culture where orgies under the influence of various substances are a fact of life, I must say that this is a first in all my time at Fandom," Ghanima quipped as she arrived. "How nice that the adults aren't all repressing this time around."

Why yes, those were two bottles of Glenfiddich 21 Year Single Malt scotch whiskey under her arm. It was only polite to bring items of quality to your hostess.

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[texted3times]

Eric had been around for a thousand years, and owned a few nightclubs. Naturally he brought a completely ridiculous bottle of vodka with him.

He's compounded a lot of interest, okay?

"Can I come in?" he called.

Because vampire. Permission was a thing.

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[fracknotfrak.livejournal.com]

All right. So Vic and Tamsin never really hit it off well at the beginning but after spending most evenings being anti-social, booze and adults sounded somewhat inviting.

Of course she brought a six pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon. In cans.

Tamsin could have one.

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[nookiepowered]

Bo had considered not bringing any drinks, since the idea of loosening her inhibitions further by drinking in mixed (as in human and not) company was dumb as shit questionable and the hostess had already helped herself to her free +1 on Monday. She'd also considered not being here at all, but... Monday was already starting to wear off, and at least in said mixed company there'd be some people she knew were safe from her doing them any harm.

And they deserved alcohol. Just not her depleted supply of the best alcohol, which was why she came armed with a sixpack under each arm. Butthead Amber Ale and...Dark Belch.

"I solemnly promise that this is good beer," she said as she plopped one of the packs down on a table. "Sexy beer, not so much."

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[crazy-prepared.livejournal.com]

On one hand, it was cold as hell outside, and that made Atticus not want to leave his apartment at all. On the other hand, he was curious about the people in this town, and this seemed like a good, non-creeperish way to meet them. So, he arrived with two bottles of Irish whiskey in hand and looked around for whoever might want to take one from him.

Drink! In the Light!

[fjordicswagger]

Grab a pillow or a mattress up front, sit down, pour some booze into your solo cup and converse.

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[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

Irene poured herself a bunch of the wine she'd brought into a cup (she wasn't bad-mannered enough to dip into someone else's offerings right off the bat -- that behavior was obviously reserved for second drinks) and curled up on a pillow.

(Normally she would care a lot more about that pillow situation, but -- eh. It actually really oddly worked for how...things were, at the moment.)

Eat! Hypothetically!

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin has brought no food, but there's room enough on that table if someone is kind enough to bring some of their own.

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[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

What kind of orgy was it without food? Pam brought a fucking cheese tray. And some light, fluffy pastries, and -- okay, yeah, she'd brought some wings. What? Wings were awesome.

Make Out! Or Lurk In the Dark!

[fjordicswagger]

Some of the pillows and the mattresses had been dropped in the back, as well, where it's not quite as well lit.

You could do the brooding in the dark thing there.

Or you could make out.

Re: Make Out! Or Lurk In the Dark!

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin wound up in one of the dark corners with a solo cup half-full of whiskey eventually. But only because it was comfortable here.

The mattresses were a fantastic idea, as far as she was concerned. All the joy of sitting, none of the trouble of keeping your back straight.

Upstairs

[fjordicswagger]

There are quiet rooms up here. But that might be a little too obvious. Plus, Tamsin has no bed frames, and Bring Your Own Mattress is maybe not so sexy.

Still, they're there.

Talk to the Hostess! If You Really Want To

[fjordicswagger]

She'll be hanging out and talking to people anyway, but occasionally Tamsin can be found on her own stack of pillows in the middle of the room, sipping from a cup.

Re: Talk to the Hostess! If You Really Want To

[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

"Sooo..." Navaan was just gonna settle down next to Tamsin, wearing no pants and giving no fucks. "Me and Pammy might be having a blow job competition later and someone said sex with you is the prize."

That someone had been Navaan. That had definitely been Navaan that had said that.

"S'that true?"

OOC

[fjordicswagger]

Dear god it's been years since I posted any kind of party.

Re: OOC

[holyshitsnacks.livejournal.com]

I have like ten minutes max before I flee to the Land of No Internet (aka work) but I absolutely had to tag Pammy in first. If you tag back and I'm curiously silent, THAT IS WHY. I will answer pings later, i swear.