Entry tags:
- !location: sensoriums,
- !status: open,
- 779/splicer,
- allenby beardsley,
- anwei ayles,
- applejack,
- billy cranston,
- gaignun kukai jr./rubedo,
- gandrayda,
- hank pym,
- hellcat,
- hit girl,
- howard bassem,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kali,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kaya,
- lash,
- mindf**k,
- negi springfield,
- nokosi,
- pinkie pie,
- punchy,
- rachel berenson,
- rarity,
- ronnae,
- ruffnut thorston,
- samuel henderson,
- sasami masaki jurai,
- satellizer el bridget,
- scarlet witch,
- shoutarou hidari,
- son of satan,
- soren,
- starfire,
- stature,
- sumeragi lee noriega,
- the vision ii
Enchanted Aquatica---the Prom [WIDE OPEN Y'ALL]
The day had finally arrived for her big event, and Starfire couldn't be happier---or more nervous, actually. She was certainly not an expert on the inner workings of a prom, but it couldn't be too terribly complicated, right? As long as the people could eat, dance, and talk, it should be a reasonable success.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
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She had missed her grumpy coworker in the med bay for a bit.
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He looks at his own clothing. He bothered to find a collared shirt and slacks, although the pants are a bit long. "Thanks. And, um, there aren't enough syllables in 'total disaster'. I got nearly killed, bled on, and dressed down by a two year-old. It was bad beyond bad."
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She would find a way if it killed her.
"Gosh, I'm sorry, though I can't imagine how you would get dressed down by a two year old. That's weird, even for you. Hey, would you mind if I hemmed down your pants? You look like you'll be tripping over them any minute."
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"I'd rather not talk about it." He's serious, but then he tilts his head and slides into a more casual, light-hearted attitude. "But then how will I hide that I'm wearing heels?"
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She doubted it had anything to do with her though.
"All right: it sounds like it was pretty bad. I'm sorry." And she was, actually. She could tell it was pretty hard for him. "Oh please. I'm a girl, I'd know if you were swearing heels. You haven;t broken your neck, for starters"
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Yet. Some of the fashion here even he recognizes as ugly, and he knows nothing about clothes.
"Well, if I ever wanted to wear heels and break my neck, I'd have to have long pants to cover it, right? God knows I could use the extra few inches. Maybe I could even reach the top shelf of bandages in the Med Bay."
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It sounded like a bird name, or otherwise it was something that sounded rude. Peacock.
"Long pants would make it worse, not better. First off you'd have to actually know how to walk in feels to do it, and that itself can be hard. So long pants? Not exactly a great idea. That's why woman wearing heels will usually be wearing a skirt, more freedom of movement."
She giggled. "I know what you mean! I'm not exactly tall myself."
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Although somehow, he imagines Kaya will enjoy his snarking on people less than he enjoys it. "Anyway, I'm just saying, if I was in a really bad mood, I'd be a lot ruder." She should know him well enough for that.
"Unfortunately for you, you're not going to see me in a skirt anytime soon. Wah wah, so sad." He winks. "We can petition someone to lower all the shelves back at the workplace."
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She gave him her famous raised eyebrow look. "Oh, I believe you, trust me. A boy like you is more than likely not one to keep his mouth shut about things that bother him. But maybe you need that defense mechanism."
She had a few of her own, after all.
"Oh darn, I'm so heartbroken." She grinned. "And here I was all excited about seeing you trying to walk around in heels. I guess its another dream dashed."
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He matches hers with his own impressive quirked eyebrow. They could probably carry an entire conversation with their eyebrows alone together.
"A brain-to-mouth filter? Yeah, I could probably stand to get mine retuned." He grins back. "Maybe if you ask me nicely someday."
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Yes, yes they could.
"You're not the only one who could use one of those," Kaya said, thinking of Nokosi, which happened to bring a smile to her face." And the last thing Kaya said brought a smile to her face. "Howard, you really ought to know better than to say things like that, because I WILL hold you to it."
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He shakes his head. "Who says I'm not serious, Bubbles?"
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And yes Howard, bite marks were a little cool even if she wouldn't admit that right now.
She laughed. "Oh, I'd call you on it whether you were serious about it or not. In fact, I say next chance we get, we make a bet, and if you lose, you have to wear heels in the med bay all day."
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Dinosaur bitemarks! Even better!
"Haha, no. Not unless you promise to do something equally humiliating if I win a bet."
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Oh dinosaurs. She had her fill of them when that T-rex attacked during the Nightmare King fiasco.
"Oh I'm going to regret this," she said, shaking her head. "Like what, Howard?"
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"Fine. Next bet I win, you cut your hair short." And hopefully that'll keep them from making any bets with each other, because he really isn't keen on wearing heels around the med bay.
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Kaya looked at her hair a moment. She hadn't really touched it in a long time, except to occasionally trim it down. "How short are we talking about?"
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"Short short. Capital-S short. Almost as short as mine short."
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Ha ha.
"Your short?" She held her breath. "Um, I could, I guess."
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His face softens for just a moment. "But it's cute you care, I guess. Thanks."
And then it's back to the usual smirk. "Alright, so let's just...not make any bets for a while."
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She smiled back. "Hey, I care about what happens to my friends. Nothing special, its how I am."
Kaya had no problem with that. "Are you that scared of wearing heels?"
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He looks a bit surprised. "So wait, I'm in the friend club now? And yes. Yes I am."
He thought they were just 'coworkers that get along'.
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"Well yeah, why are you so surprised? I mean yes, you're a little cowardly, but you're also funny and easy going."
She gave him a pretty knowing look. "If you;re that against it, why did you suggest it?"
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He shakes his head. "Whatever. I was joking."
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