CLOSED | Dylan's 15th Birthday

[codicies]

Who: Dylan Brock 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

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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?

Comments

[determinationtofist]

[ Strangely, there's no verbal response from Hibiki... but she does whine and her ears do press flat against her head as she crouches down in a very stereotypical "guilty dog" look. She's even doing puppy eyes and everything.

How can you be mad at a face like that? You can't. Totally. That's how it works, definitely. ]

[trustheart]

[ Unfortunately, she's Yukine Chris and she can be very mad at people named Hibiki. ]

Oh come on, don't look at me like you're a kicked puppy! [ Wow that's really literal right now isn't it? ] Don't you have anything to say for yourself?!

[determinationtofist]

[ She whines again... apparently not having anything to say for herself? What she does do, though, is suddenly shrink down from her increased size... now taking the form of an actual canine. Though she is still on the bigger side of dog sizes, she is at least more reasonable in size now... and less surreal than a large, bipedal werewolf.

In any case, she's not gotten used to these changes enough for her to really retain much in the way of speech in the face of overwhelming Woof-Instincts. She does trot right up to Chris, though, and sit down. She really does look just like those "guilty dog" pictures and videos online. ]

[trustheart]

[ It's at this moment that realization dawns on Chris, and she sighs. ]

Geez...you really can't speak in this form, can you?

[ Wordlessly, she steps forward, and...starts cleaning up Hibiki's mess. No use leaving Dylan's house like this... ]

[determinationtofist]

[ Does this count as experiencing the dog-owner life? Cleaning up after a mess caused by Hibiki like this probably counts, right? Hibiki whines again, scooting over and nudging Chris with her snout. She's really sorry! She swears it! Even if she can't really talk... and her brain is honestly more dog than Hibiki right now. ]

[trustheart]

[ Chris snorts and shakes her head as she continues to clean up. ]

You really are dog-brained, geez. I bet you think I'm gonna pet you and tell you it's okay, don't you?

[determinationtofist]

[ Still a dog, Hibiki can only tilt her head as she looks up at Chris. Her puppy eyes are especially constant and even more literal when she's like this... though they retain some familiarity thanks to the color. They're different from a human's eyes, obviously, but they're still the same Hibiki-Orange as usual. ]

Uuuu...

[ She lets out another apologetic whine, nudging Chris with her snout again. ]

[trustheart]

Oi! Stop that! You're not getting away with this because of those sad eyes of yer's!

[ She must be strong! There's a mess to clean up, after all! ]

[determinationtofist]

[ The sad puppy eyes continue... Hibiki whining a little more before dropping down and curling up a little, clearly sulking. How could you be so mean, Chris-chan? So inhumanely cruel? So unimaginably cold? Woe is her! Woe is Hibiki! ]