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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 2022-04-26 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
How can you tell just by sight? You can touch, you know.

[Faith is looking appreciatively at Gideon's own abs, but respectfully is a stretch. She reaches out a hand, not touching without permission but damn. Faith is beginning to suspect she might be a little gay.]

Hmmmm. Think it's about forty-eight and a half. Not quite. Better luck next time.

Oh yeah, I remembered my question.
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[personal profile] lipochrome 2022-04-28 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. I see your point. I was never that good at maths.

[ The nuns taught Gideon how to count, and that was about it. For once, Gideon is glad of that. She runs a finger lightly down Faith's abs, feeling their rise and fall, and not quite believing that this is real.

So much of Trench feels like a dream. Her friends, her family, and now this. Between the tequila and spice and general good vibes, Gideon feels light, distant yet present.

She offers Faith a wry, lopsided smile, and pulls her hand away. ]


Yeah? What's your question? You can touch mine, you know. You don't look like the counting nerd type, either.
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[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-04-28 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[She's still not quite sure she's out of the trip, that she's out of the desert. But after all those weeks hours of slaying, there's a primal sort of hunger beneath her skin. Hungry and horny, that's how she described it to Buffy, who blushed and turned away and denied and denied and denied herself. But Faith's not like that. And Gideon...

Well, Gideon is hot as fuck. She reaches out, a satisfied hum escaping her lips as she trails her fingers down Gideon's abs.]


Nah. Fuck maths, flunked out of that shit ages ago... [She looks up at her with that same cocky smirk quirking her lips.]

Pretty simple question. Wanna make out?

[She's not exactly a poet.]
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[personal profile] lipochrome 2022-04-30 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gideon's grin widens, slow and pleased. Really, that probably tells Faith everything she needs to know. Even so, just so they're clear: ]

You know what? Yeah.

[ Fuck maths, indeed. Gideon draws her touch away from Faith's abs, and shifts it to the other woman's waist instead, drawing her in close. (She's still got hella obliques, which, nice.) Gideon's other hand goes up towards Faith's head, tangling her fingers in that long, fine hair. Gideon thinks to herself that this is pretty awesome. And when they start kissing, she's not really thinking about anything at all. ]