Teen Party? Teen party [OPEN]

[littlefairytale]

Who: Ruby Rose & other teens/young adults on the ship
What: Party stuff and a sleepover!
When: 24th November?
Where: Playback!
Warnings: Nothing yet but who knows with the teens on this boat
Notes: What it says on the tin, this is a sleepover/party aimed at the teens and young adults on board, including a truth or dare game that will clearly not go at all wrong. Adulty-adults poke your nose in at your own risk but the upper age limit is wavey hands, you are not actually going to get carded at the door.


The idea comes to her and is acted upon in true Ruby fashion: rapidly and without hesitation. From first getting struck by the thought to posting the fliers there is, in total, maybe 48 hours and most of that is actually sequestering materials. What eventually makes it to the walls is a very basic flier with a very rudimentary stick figure drawing of a bunch of happy, smiling teenagers that look vaguely like some of those Ruby knows are onboard, a disco ball, music notes, and a single badly drawn gaming cabinet.

PARTY & SLEEPOVER IN PLAYBACK
Teens and young adults only!
24th of November
PJs encouraged, blankets provided but you can bring your own, same for snacks, alcohol is up to you I am not your mom
More movies, games, etc. all very much appreciated!
There will be truth or dare
NO MURDER ALLOWED!!! >:C

These pop up around the cabin area, playback itself, and the atrium, though you might get a personal invite via text or in person if Ruby already knows you. If you're (un)lucky enough to know her well, you might even get dragged into set-up the day before.

What set-up? Primarily, carrying down as many blankets and pillows as is possible to Playback and creating an ungodly pile of them in the lounge area that may spill a little over the border into the arcade. There are snacks of all sorts collected from the various food establishments on the ship, though if anyone wants ice cream there may have to be snack runs on account of melting. Alcohol is not banned but is also not directly supplied (though Erin does bring some, her warning is transcribed word for word and attributed to her). And whilst Ruby herself does not have movies or games (besides those in Playback itself) there is very much a space set aside for them, as she assumes at least some people have some to offer.

Does she have any idea what she's doing? Not really, but it's the effort that counts, and for what it is it should do the job. Playback itself provides most of what they could want for a party like this: the lounge space, the arcade, the dance zone... even the indoor playground she thinks most of them are too old or too big for. They have options. Just learn to tune out the creepy disembodied laughter and things will be fine.

Now hopefully nothing goes too wrong. Everyone will clearly be on their best behaviour. She did ask for no murder!

Comments

steve harrington / ota

[inhairently]

[ steve hasn't played truth or dare in years. it's not much of a popular game choice at the frat-boys-in-training sort of parties he frequented in high school.

but he's here and he'll play because why not. it can't be that bad. ]

[skaikru]

( a few rounds likely pass as she's getting a handle for this game, then at an appropriate juncture clarke'll catch steve's eye and give a little jerk of the chin in acknowledgement. )

Truth or dare?

[inhairently]

[ ez pz, as the old saying goes ]

Dare.

[skaikru]

( hmmmmm... she hadn't really thought this far ahead but, casting a quick look around towards the treat table and — )

Put as many snacks in your mouth as you can fit.

[inhairently]

That's easy.

[ Big talk, huh? Well she didn't specify that it had to be a variety of snacks, so he heads to the table and scopes out the options. There are cupcakes, popcorn, and... ah, yes. Marshmallows. Perfect.

He unceremoniously begins stuffing them in his mouth, one by one. ]

[skaikru]

( easy, huh? then don't mind her extricating herself from the game circle and drifting in his wake to watch this dare fallout. )

Have you ever had a s'more?

( objectively stupid question to ask the more normal, main-line youths? yeah, but they'd been revolutionary to clarke and also she wants to hear steve try to talk once he's got five jumbo marshmallows in his mouth. )

[inhairently]

[ he's working on jumbo marshmallow number six at this point and speaking clearly is no longer an option but he'll sure as heck try ]

Uh-huh, [ he says. easy enough. ] Ha' 'oo?

[ that's uh. that's supposed to be 'have you?' ]

[skaikru]

Yeah, I think they're best when half burnt.

( there's children books in the library here, and plenty feature cute illustrations of bunnies on the cover which... steve harrington is starting to resemble with the egregious way his cheeks have been forced out. or maybe more a squirrel? it's more than a little bit funny.

when next he reaches for a marshmallow, clarke'll help him count. ) That's seven.

[inhairently]

[ his mouth is kind of starting to ache a little bit and he's definitely drooling. it's a good look.

he's still going for number seven though. he tries.

and tries.

and tries.

and then stops. ]

I 'on hin' I 'a 'oo it.

[ translation: i don't think i can do it. ]

[skaikru]

( cue an eyebrow raise, because if there's still enough room for his tongue to waggle around words, there's room for more marshmallows but —

it doesn't matter. dare complete, he looks like a chipmunk and that's lowkey made this whole game worth it. there is a very polite clap. )

Well done, you did better than I probably could have.

[inhairently]

[ maybe if he really tried he could do better, but he's not looking to post a tifu reddit thing about it.

unfortunately he now needs to get rid of the marshmallows in his mouth. and uh. he's not about to spit out a huge blob of marshmallow and drool on the floor in full view of everyone so he makes a series of noises that vaguely translates into "i need a trashcan."

help ]

[skaikru]

( uh.

h....ow is she supposed to help with this. something like mild panic darts across her face because, yanno, super down to go gloveless into his abdominal cavity but drawing the line at holding her her hands for wet marshmallow to be spit into. panic. panic panic panic — oh hey, a convenient stack of napkins somewhere behind her on the table.

steve's getting about five shoved in his hands, godspeed sir, don't choke. )

1/3 gotta take advantage of my first and last time to ever use these icons

[inhairently]

[ steve takes the napkins and shoots clarke a look. unfortunately he can't be quite as expressive with a mouthful of marshmallows, but it's a look that' meant to say "really? i need a trash can, how am i going to spit 7 or 8 or whatever it is JUMBO MARSHMALLOWS into a handful of napkins?"

but fine if this is what he's got this is what he's got. he turns away so no one has to look at him as he hocks up a blob of marshmallow like some kind of disgusting mother bird. ]

2/3

[inhairently]

[ however, much like our hero in the reddit tifu post, steve quickly finds that when one crams too many marshmallows into a human mouth, said marshmallows quickly cement themselves into a solid, globby brick of goo.

oh god this is how he dies, isn't it? because if he chokes to death on a marshmallow block in front of his peers he's definitely not coming back from that no matter what the ship might have to say about it.

shitshitshit, he thinks, followed by, oh no oh no shit

maybe if he uses his fingers to kind of pry them out... ]

[bubblegumheart]

Truth or dare, Steve?

[Guess who's here to make a menace of herself?]

[inhairently]

[ guess who didn't learn his lesson after the marshmallow debacle? ]

Dare.

[bubblegumheart]

[Fortunately, Chrissy is prepared with dares that have nothing to do with shoving food in one's face!]

Alright... I dare you to choose someone here that isn't me and declare loudly that you're a fluffy puppy!

[inhairently]

[ steve stares at chrissy almost as if he's expecting her to say "haha just kidding" before delivering a better, cooler dare.

but of course that doesn't happen.

......

....

... ]

Seriously?

[bubblegumheart]

[Sorry, Steve. This is the better, cooler dare!]

Seriously! Unless you wanna forfeit?

[inhairently]

No. I'm not forfeiting. [ said, of course, with a very dramatic sigh and a roll of his eyes.

okay. he's not about to proclaim himself to be a fluffy puppy to vance, eddie, or clarke so.... he chooses ruby, a girl he's never spoken a single word to. in fact he only knows her name because he's heard someone else call her that before.

he climbs to his feet and goes to stand before her with a blank expression on his face. ]

... Hi.

[littlefairytale]

[ Ruby can be, lovingly, described as someone with about as much situational awareness as your average rock, when outside of actively dangerous situations and not deliberately paying attention. She is simultaneously focused on the truth or dare game enough that she's caught the aftermath of some dares, including Steve's near death experience with marshmallows, and not focused enough that she's not catching each individual truth or dare as they happen.

Aka: she has absolutely no idea what's Steve has been dared to do, right now. All she has is pure and simple friendliness mixed with confusion. ] ...hi?

[inhairently]

[ Steve stares at her for several seconds, contemplating every choice he's made in his life that has led to this moment. Why the hell didn't he just forfeit? Seriously, what repercussions would there be? He'd get kicked out of the game? Great! Fantastic! He could go drink Cheerwine and play table football and have a great time. Instead he's here, making a full idiot of himself.

Fine. Whatever. It's now or never.

He takes a deep breath, and... ]

I'mafluffypuppy.

[ grumbled, mumbled, barely audible, and definitely not decipherable. good enough? ]

[littlefairytale]

[ Ruby blinks at him. Big, confused blinks. Oooh is this a dare? Why else would he be so mumbly when he approached her... she tilts her head. ]

...uhhhh, what did you say? I couldn't... hear you.

[inhairently]

[ ugh.

steve shoots ruby a pleading sort of look as if to say "please play along" but he knows it's no use. the dare wasn't to mumble, was it? he has to shout.

well. no sense in prolonging it.

he takes a deep breath, for real this time, and - ]

I'M A FLUFFY PUPPY!

[ he doesn't wait for her reaction. instead he just spins around and stomps back to his seat. ]

[littlefairytale]

[ Three straight seconds of bemused silence is followed by Ruby having just enough mercy in her to at least try to stifle the laughter. There is, however, an unmistakable 'snrk' noise as she does so, and her hand blatantly covering her mouth.

It wouldn't be half as funny if he hadn't tried to say it quietly at first, honestly. He played himself. ]

I'm sure— I'm sure you're the fluffiest!

[ As Steve sits down she follows him with her eyes and glances at Chrissy, the assumed cause of this humiliation, and has to bite back more laughter. Alright, alright, behave, self. ]