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CLOSED | Dylan's 15th Birthday
Who: Dylan Brock ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
codicies, his housemates, and those invited to the party — which is pretty much everyone he's had a positive interaction with.
What: Dylan's 15th birthday party, a bonfire cookout!
When: October 8
Where: Home of Diana Prince in Little Love, KS
Content Warnings: none (but will label things if asked)
SETUP
(CLOSED to Dylan's housemates & anyone who might have showed up early to help prep)
Setting up for the party beforehand.
FOOD
Autumn has set in. The daytime is cool, the evenings are chilly, and there's a bonfire roaring in one of Diana's fields. Dylan's been prepping food for the party all morning — There's sausages, s'more supplies, and shish kebabs stacked with meat & vegetables. There's even some sweet potatoes! He saw a video on Japanese street food and wanted to try cooking potatoes on the fire in foil.
As for drinks, of course water and soda are available, but he managed to borrow some coffee urns from a kind caterer in town in exchange for a little manual labor. Now he's got a great setup for hot coffee, hot chocolate, AND hot cider all evening!
There's also a VERY large sheet cake for serving later. He'd been offered a brain-shaped cake, but the pictures had been a little too realistic, and he didn't think he (or the guests) would find it all too appetizing.
Though he's a little afraid the brain cake is still coming out, whether he likes it or not, but the sheet cake will be what he uses to blow out the candles, thank you very much.
SWORDPLAY
One of the gifts Dylan received was a real-life sword from Diana! He's been taking lessons from her and is ready to try it out. There's a little clearing a little ways from the bonfire where he's trying it out. If you want, you can come and spar — with Dylan, with Diana, or even with each other. With swords, sticks, or even with fists!! Come join the impromptu Fight Club.
EDIT to add: there are real AND wooden swords available for sparring, as well as wooden & straw dummies to practice on as well!
GAME TIME
There are frisbees, a football, soccer balls, even a ninepin set?? Do you have these games in your world? There's all kinds of fun sports gear available. Or you could grab something at random and start a game of Calvinball.
FIRESIDE
With the daylight fading, the fire becomes the center of activity. As you roast marshmallows or weiners (or grab one of those potatoes out of the fire) everyone huddles around, seated on rocks, stumps or lawn chairs as we all sing songs and tell stories.
Any spooky tales from your homeworld? Any songs you'd like to sing? Dylan had gotten a few guitar lessons from Jaskier before he disappeared, so if you start singing, he'll try to follow along with chords!
FIREWORKS
oh my god who brought those. please don't set any crops on fire. EXTINGUISHERS ON STANDBY.
WILDCARD
Any Standard Bonfire Activities I've forgotten, go ahead and throw them in!
After-Party Sleepover (CLOSED to Dylan's housemates + Nico, Will, Hunter, Hibiki, and Chris Yukine)
Six teenagers sleeping on couches & air mattresses in the living room, watching movies... what crimes will they commit?
codicies, his housemates, and those invited to the party — which is pretty much everyone he's had a positive interaction with. What: Dylan's 15th birthday party, a bonfire cookout!
When: October 8
Where: Home of Diana Prince in Little Love, KS
Content Warnings: none (but will label things if asked)
Dylan's 15th Birthday Bonfire
Toplevel Prompts:
(CLOSED to Dylan's housemates & anyone who might have showed up early to help prep)
Setting up for the party beforehand.
Autumn has set in. The daytime is cool, the evenings are chilly, and there's a bonfire roaring in one of Diana's fields. Dylan's been prepping food for the party all morning — There's sausages, s'more supplies, and shish kebabs stacked with meat & vegetables. There's even some sweet potatoes! He saw a video on Japanese street food and wanted to try cooking potatoes on the fire in foil.
As for drinks, of course water and soda are available, but he managed to borrow some coffee urns from a kind caterer in town in exchange for a little manual labor. Now he's got a great setup for hot coffee, hot chocolate, AND hot cider all evening!
There's also a VERY large sheet cake for serving later. He'd been offered a brain-shaped cake, but the pictures had been a little too realistic, and he didn't think he (or the guests) would find it all too appetizing.
Though he's a little afraid the brain cake is still coming out, whether he likes it or not, but the sheet cake will be what he uses to blow out the candles, thank you very much.
One of the gifts Dylan received was a real-life sword from Diana! He's been taking lessons from her and is ready to try it out. There's a little clearing a little ways from the bonfire where he's trying it out. If you want, you can come and spar — with Dylan, with Diana, or even with each other. With swords, sticks, or even with fists!! Come join the impromptu Fight Club.
EDIT to add: there are real AND wooden swords available for sparring, as well as wooden & straw dummies to practice on as well!
There are frisbees, a football, soccer balls, even a ninepin set?? Do you have these games in your world? There's all kinds of fun sports gear available. Or you could grab something at random and start a game of Calvinball.
With the daylight fading, the fire becomes the center of activity. As you roast marshmallows or weiners (or grab one of those potatoes out of the fire) everyone huddles around, seated on rocks, stumps or lawn chairs as we all sing songs and tell stories.
Any spooky tales from your homeworld? Any songs you'd like to sing? Dylan had gotten a few guitar lessons from Jaskier before he disappeared, so if you start singing, he'll try to follow along with chords!
oh my god who brought those. please don't set any crops on fire. EXTINGUISHERS ON STANDBY.
Any Standard Bonfire Activities I've forgotten, go ahead and throw them in!
Six teenagers sleeping on couches & air mattresses in the living room, watching movies... what crimes will they commit?
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Nothing's up, really. Just wanted to give you... a thing... Or, like, things? Plural? Several things?
( a couple things! a handful of things!
regardless, he brings dylan into the house where it's less crowded. unironically, it's the same room they sat in some odd months ago when dylan first arrived and they both sobbed over eddie being a dad, though probably for different reasons. )
So, like, don't be mad, but... when they whole universe sort of tore itself apart and everything was all open and inter-dimensional and stuff, V and I tried to track down Eddie. Your Eddie. Eddie #1?
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No... if dad was actually here, no way he'd have waited this long to make himself known.
Still, he can feel his heart start to race in anticipation about what this could possibly be leading up to. Right before he'd been picked up by the confluence, most of dad's time was taken up by the King in Black gig, and sometimes Dylan wouldn't see him for a week or more.
Did Eddie find dad's unconscious body bound to the pillar? Meet dad while he was possessing some symbote matter? Or... nothing at all?
Dylan nods slowly, swallowing down the lump in his throat. He tries not to look to hopeful. ]
...How did it go?
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Uh... It was hard. Probably the hardest job I've ever done, tracking a guy down across universes, with the added bonus of the guy also sorta being me, but not really me? Lots of hurdles. Logistically, psychologically, like... in terms of physics, but that part was pretty beyond me.
Anyway.
We just wanted to let him know you were safe. And that you miss him like crazy probably, y'know?
Trouble is, we didn't know if any of the guys we found were really your dad. Like, your dad. Because, and this was news to us, but there are a LOT of Eddie Brocks out there, apparently.
Like, in the end, we found a big, buff guy with like military fade, and we met a weirdly handsome blonde dude who wasn't big on smiling, and we met a photographer... we met some dude dressed all in black who REALLY hated Spider-Man... we met a guy piloting a fucking swarm of Symbiotes who didn't talk AT ALL... we met a chick named Gwen, who totally wasn't your dad, yeah, but she DID bond with Venom, so she landed on our list... THE T-REX, yeah, yep, we ran into a dinosaur for a bit— THE ONE WITH THE SWORDS, katanas, yeah. He talked a lot... There was that Flash dude?
And, like, some of them looked pretty close to the guy you described, but I don't know if 'close enough' counts with a thing like this.
( with the preamble out of the way, it's time for dylan to finally (finally!) get his present — a stack of papers all tucked into a manila folder. some of the papers are handwritten notes, while others are typed transcriptions and partial interviews between eddie, venom, and the Pantheon of Eddies™, all personally addressed to dylan. )
We thought it'd be better if you decided that for yourself. When we explained things, they all had something they wanted to say to you... I mean, obviously. If an alternate universe version of me came bursting in out of nowhere to tell me I had a son who missed me, I'd probably have a lot to say, too... The inter-dimensional channels aren't completely closed off, I think, so if you ever want to go meet some of these guys AND GIRLS, we should probably be able to retrace our steps. If you'd ever want to. I know this is, like, a lot... So if you wanna just... think about stuff? That's cool, too.
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He swallows, then gently closes the folder before he's finished. ]
Some of those... some of those sound right. By the time I left he was... he was busy a lot. And hard to reach when he was out. But I think...
[ God, why is it so hard to talk?! He takes a deep breath and tries to start over. ]
Thank you. This means a lot to me. I'm always worried that... that talking about him might upset you. I don't want you to feel like you're competing with him, because you're not. And the fact that you went to these lengths to try and track him down is...
[ He sniffs again, and brings a hand up to his eye to wipe away a tear. ]
I shouldn't be crying at my own party.