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halfbloodhill_logs2013-09-27 11:42 pm
suburbias) wrote in halfbloodhill_logs2013-09-27 11:42 pm
( open ) ❧ johnny's party (come get it)
Who: Johnny and everyone ever.
What: The party of the month -- NAH, THE PARTY OF THE YEAR.
Where: Cabin 12.
When: September 28th.
Why: Walkin' round the house like who's the man? (Nobody can do it like Johnny can.)
So, that whole Red Room business was, to put it plainly, whack as hell. Everyone at camp's spirits are way down. Johnny's spirits are way down, to say the very least.
See, Johnny hates feeling like he's trapped. Now, after that debacle? He pretty much feels like a caged animal, stuck here and left to pace back and forth with no real goals, no real anything to look forward to. That's where Heather's incredible, incredible suggestion comes in.
Why not throw a party? After all, he's a Dionysus kid. That's pretty much what they're born to do.
It's taken about a week of heavy preparation, but he's done it. By the time he sends out his short Iris Message (it's pretty weird, seeing as he's practically sitting in the dark, lit only by the cabin's blacklight), it's evident that he's already set everything up, decorations visible faintly in the background, music playing as he reminds the campers that it starts tonight, at 8 PM, though it's not too loud (yet).
Upon arriving, campers will notice the very purposeful selection of only rock and pop punk-y kind of music (and no slow songs, sorry Certain Camp Couples) and a table full of strawberry Slurpees (strawberries... Dionysus... it's a thing, he guesses), the cabin's furniture cleared off to the sides to make an impromptu dance floor. And then there's Johnny, lurking by the sound system, fiercely protective of his precious tunes. Don't mess. (Or, maybe mess, if you so choose.)
He may not know a whole lot of people at camp, but he does know Heather, and knows how persuasive the daughter of Venus can be, so. Party at the Dionysus cabin!
( ooc: I figure everyone can post their own starters and tag around and mingle? HAVE FUNNNN! )
So, that whole Red Room business was, to put it plainly, whack as hell. Everyone at camp's spirits are way down. Johnny's spirits are way down, to say the very least.
See, Johnny hates feeling like he's trapped. Now, after that debacle? He pretty much feels like a caged animal, stuck here and left to pace back and forth with no real goals, no real anything to look forward to. That's where Heather's incredible, incredible suggestion comes in.
Why not throw a party? After all, he's a Dionysus kid. That's pretty much what they're born to do.
It's taken about a week of heavy preparation, but he's done it. By the time he sends out his short Iris Message (it's pretty weird, seeing as he's practically sitting in the dark, lit only by the cabin's blacklight), it's evident that he's already set everything up, decorations visible faintly in the background, music playing as he reminds the campers that it starts tonight, at 8 PM, though it's not too loud (yet).
Upon arriving, campers will notice the very purposeful selection of only rock and pop punk-y kind of music (and no slow songs, sorry Certain Camp Couples) and a table full of strawberry Slurpees (strawberries... Dionysus... it's a thing, he guesses), the cabin's furniture cleared off to the sides to make an impromptu dance floor. And then there's Johnny, lurking by the sound system, fiercely protective of his precious tunes. Don't mess. (Or, maybe mess, if you so choose.)
He may not know a whole lot of people at camp, but he does know Heather, and knows how persuasive the daughter of Venus can be, so. Party at the Dionysus cabin!
( ooc: I figure everyone can post their own starters and tag around and mingle? HAVE FUNNNN! )
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Well, this will be an excellent opportunity for you to say hello to the others, won't it! I am not nearly as popular as she seems to be and I have been here for quite some time. [ She chuckles. Well, most of her friends have gone home - moment of silence for Julien and Chloe - but she is always happy to make more. ]
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True that. I mean, Heather's Heather. ( Which is meant to be a good thing. ) She kinda has an advantage over both of us, I think, since she had all of her Roman friends before she got here, too. Then her Venus stuff? Totally just unfair. ( Johnny laughs. He's cool with what he's got, really. No Venus powers necessary. )
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Oh, dear. I suppose all powers have their faults, though. [ Anna glances over her shoulder at the drinks on the table. ] What are those?
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At the mere suggestion of the beverages, his face lights up. ) Oh! They're the greatest beverage on the face of the Earth -- I mean, Slurpees. ( He grins sheepishly. ) C'mon, you have to try one!
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[ Oh, Anna, it is more than that. Let the expert explain it all to you. ] I would like to try it. I've never had it before. I tried Kool-aid once, is it a bit like that?
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( He's practically having a religious experience just describing one. SLURPEES ARE EVERYTHING. )
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[ Anna chuckles amusedly, brushing past him to get to the slurpee table. ] Mine tastes like apple crumble, sweet, lots of cinnamon. [ With the cup in hand, Anna gives it a preparatory stir with the colored straw. ]
Well! Here goes!
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( The whole nectar thing is super cool to Johnny -- it kind of says a lot about a person. Of course, Anna's is sweet. It's fitting, he thinks.
His face lights up as she prepares to taste the Ultimate of All Beverages. He doesn't say anything, just waits, not wanting to spoil this potentially glorious epiphany moment. )
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With a preparatory breath for show and for laughs, she tucks hair behind her ear and takes a long, thoughtful sip of the drink. ]
I've never had anything like this!