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Kaworu Nagisa | 渚 カヲル | ᴛʜᴇ ғɪғᴛʜ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ([personal profile] peripheries) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-03-25 08:01 pm

Birthday Party

Who: Paul Atreides and all his CR
What: Throwing everyone’s favorite Duke a surprise birthday party
When: Forwarded dated to April 1st
Where: Bone House in Gaze

Content Warnings: Drinking, underage drinking, drugs (both fictional and not), drawings of space worms, skeletons, will add further warnings if necessary



When you arrive at the house in Gaze, (affectionately known as Bone House), a skeleton will open the door and offer to take your coat if you have one. No need to take your shoes off or anything!

The large house has been decorated with black streamers and confetti. In the entryway and hung on the railing to the second floor that overlooks the entrance to the great room are large banners that say “HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAUL” (though one looks like it used to say “Jaune” but was just painted over? Whatever).

In the Living Room, there is a large board and various colored markers for people to write messages to the birthday boy. There is also a table full of bottled water and various couches, chairs, and beanbags to collapse into if the party gets to be too much and one needs a quiet place to rest or a place to chill if you’ve imbibed too much… well, whatever you had.

It is also where all the food and drinks are.

There’s an extremely large charcuterie board with the usual meats, cheeses, and olives as well as an extremely eccentric collection of snacks ranging from individual sized Cheez-it bags, to humungous bags of Doritos and salty chips, as well as nearly every kind of Oreo one can imagine.

There are also various cakes, all angel food. Some are misshapen, some have an attempt at being frosted with whipped cream and fruit, one even says “Happy Birthday Ka-” before that was hastily covered with a bunch of strawberries jammed really close together.

At the island, a skeleton is playing bartender. Surprisingly, it can seem to take and understand individual orders, but there’s always a constant flow of tequila shots being made and sent out to the great hall to be served by another skeleton.

And, no, of course it’s not going to check your age to see if you’re legal. It’s a skeleton. Why would it care?

The Great Hall is the center of activity and where everyone is encouraged to mingle and have fun. There is a skeleton on the grand piano in the corner gleefully playing piano covers of the hits from the Shrek Soundtrack with the occasional cover of “DaRude’s Sandstorm” when it has another one to help out.

In another corner, on huge piece of paper that spans nearly 6ft wide and 8ft tall is drawing of an Arrakis sandworm and it’s giant maw. The game is Pin the Tooth on the Sandworm and it’s… very easy… because the worm maw is most of the board. Even if the skeleton spins you as you’re blindfolded, it’s pretty hard to lose. If you manage to do it, which is likely, the skeleton running the game will award you a tequila shot! If you lose, the skeletons will award you a tequila shot (but it’s rail).

(It’s a drinking game, isn’t the point to drink?)

There’s also a table that has many candelabras on it, numbering up to seventeen. They’re still lit and burning even though there is a sign that says “make a wish!” even though it almost looks like a shrine for the dead.

…It’s maybe clear that the concept of “birthday candles” was greatly misunderstood.

There is also a skeleton dealing out small doses of “Spice”, a psychoactive drug straight outta the Duneverse. However, you must check in with this Skeleton to get a dose. There will be no “permanently melting your brain with ancestral memories” at this party!

Teacher’s/God’s/Jod’s/The Emperor Undying’s study, adjacent to the main hall, is closed and locked. Though, the lock is fairly easy to break if someone really wanted to get in. There’s not even skeletons guarding.

That said, many things are warded with eerie runes of blood and bone.

So, fuck around and find out.

The upstairs is generally off limits. Party goers can climb up the stairs, and it’s encouraged if they want to look over the Great Room from above, but all of the bedrooms are carefully guarded by more skeletons who will SCREAM VERY LOUDLY if you try to enter and will become hostile if done by force.

Of course, this won’t happen if you are with someone who lives in the house.

Enjoy the party! Mingle away!

((ooc: if you have any questions or anything, please hit me up at [plurk.com profile] worldtype)) or via PM.))

Birthday Board | At the Party | The Morning After | IC Party Games | Spice Dealer
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[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-04-22 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
See, fancy cream. Just like I told you. [She giggles, amused by Luna's reaction. She reminds her a little of Willow, except maybe a little more absentminded. Faith doesn't know how much of that is the drugs.]

Maybe someone should compile a big 'ol list. Put it right in the middle of Trench. "Bring cookies!"
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[personal profile] creidim 2022-05-06 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
You were very right. [ Honestly, most people do think she's 'on something' most days. But it's far from the truth, she's just... like that. If anything, her boyfriend's the actual stoner.

Luna laughs at that, a little giggle-snort. It's very funny, perhaps more so since she's... under the influence. But it's quite a clever idea, too. ]


Oh, I really like that—! Just lots of things we'd really like. [ She takes another bite of her cookie and hums thoughtfully — taking a short amount of time to enjoy it before asking: ] What would you ask for on the list, other than cookies?
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[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-05-07 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmmmmmmmm. Wings.

[Yeah... wings. She's hungry even at the thought of it.]

Chicken wings. And a lot of 'em, like bucket loads I guess. KFC maybe...

God... I miss trashy fast food. [She has a simple diet, generally, and it's whatever's available in the middle of the night and isn't overly expensive and doesn't make her feel out of place. So. Fast food.]
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[personal profile] creidim 2022-05-11 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
KFC...? [ Fast food is pretty much lost on her. She knows what some basic things are, like pizzas or tacos or hotdogs or cheese fries. But brand names are a bit like that. ]

My boyfriend's a bit like that. He misses that sort of thing, too. He always says it's the best thing to eat, especially when you've been smoking The Weed? [ Yes, she really refers to it as 'The Weed'. ]

I never really had any of it it until I ended up in Deerington. We don't... really eat it? [ She shrugs a little, and then a very slow realisation. ] I think one of his friends is trying to make pizza here in Trench...?
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[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-05-15 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
It's a chain of restaurants. They make fried chicken.

[She lets out a laugh at "the weed."]

Yeah, I mean... he's not wrong. Plus, I think it's just comforting sometimes. [Damn, that's sappy. (It's not.) She's not sure why it's comforting. She has plenty of bad memories associated with places like McDonalds or any other fast food place, really.]

Nah? Were you rich or something? [She's mellow enough that it's not an accusation, just the first possibility that comes to mind.]
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[personal profile] creidim 2022-05-19 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
... Oh. [ There's a slow realisation of understanding. Oh, no that makes sense... she was talking about chicken wings, after all. ]

I think I understand...? I mean, it's filling and tasty food? Even if it's not really good for you. [ And well, she's very fond of desserts and sweet treats. So she very much understands bad food being relatively good at comforting people. ]

No, it's not that. [ She shakes her head. She and her father weren't the richest in terms of Wizarding standards, but they were comfortable... maybe...? They had enough. ] We lived out in the countryside, but also junk food is more of a Muggle thing — most people like me don't... really mix with Muggles.