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[heatmetal]

Who: The Stranger Things cast
What: A Housewarming Party hosted by the gang & Settling in to their new haunted home
When: Late October - Early November
Where: Private Housing, Sunset Falls
Content Warnings: probably drugs, drinking

Moving In.

[ It's not quite the joyous occasion they were hoping it would be. The disappearance of one of their own has left a heavy air over the group, but they're determined to try to make something of the situation. And so they proceed with the move, their belongings loaded up in the back of a teleporting truck.

Neighbors are welcome to spy the new arrivals. A perfect collection of unlikely friends that look like they belong in a horror movie cast. You'll get a drink for your trouble - or something a little less legal (or more legal, if you aren't) if you offer to lend a hand. Evidentially, some among their number are not terribly well equipped to do heavy lifting. Damn sticky nerd arms. ]

HOUSEWARMING PARTY is written in slanted block print on a piece of cardboard, staked just outside the newly purchased manor seated near the edge of town. It is a utterly ridiculous piece of architecture, and the gathered teens have more space than they know what to do with.

So how better than to fill it with a house party?
There's a stunning indoor pool just begging to be cannonballed into. A classy lounge for enjoying a little existential angst and ennui. There’s enough guest bedrooms for anyone who wants to crash, though be warned: few are furnished. Some rooms are off limits, for your own sanity rather than theirs.

The music pumping through the place alternates between 80s metal and pop, with some newer tunes sprinkled in there for flavor.

There’s food, a legion of kegs and, well, that less than legal stuff is making the rounds too. ]

Comments

[accretions]

[Oh! A Loki. She knows the Loki(s), nominally, in that she dated a version of their brother. That's about the closest she's getting to "fitting in" at this party, though, because Jane Foster is neither young enough to be at a kegger nor enough of a party animal to make the fact that she's 35 not matter.

You can take the girl out of the lab, but you can't make her socially adept.]

Oh! I didn't know you had a boyfriend.

[Case in point. Is being kind of a himbo a prerequisite for wielding Mjølnir? Maybe.]

[ikols]

Oh, yes! Five years now, we're very happy. Billy Kaplan-Laufeyson, this is an alternate dimension version of Jane Foster. I'm all out of beer, excuse me!

[ He slips off fast as a whippet so as to avoid Billy's telling-off. ]

[wordiness]

Loki!

[ red-faced and scowling after loki, he turns back to jane and tries to get it under control, the scowl going flustered instead. ]

Uh, hi. I'm not dating or married to Loki. I'm just friends with that idiot. .. My husband's actually not in this dimension.

[ he extends his hand, the blush finally starting to fade. ] Billy Kaplan-Altman. It's nice to meet you, Jane. I'm sort of.. peripherally aware of you back home, but we've never really had cause to hang out or anything.

[accretions]

[At least while Billy's looking so flustered, Jane clocks Loki's immediate departure as a pretty solid sign that, well. He just pulled a Loki thing. She doesn't know what this Loki would call them, but Thor always just called them "Loki things" when he told her stories.

Taking Billy's hand, she shakes it gently. Technically she's not actively powered right now, but after a few too many mishaps Jane's figured out that it's better to just be careful all the time, even when she doesn't have super strength.]

I have... no idea who you are, I'm so sorry, but it's great to meet you! I have found out that Lokis are the same no matter what universe they come from, though, so. No worries.

[Honestly, the fact that there's so many of them also feels like a Loki Thing™ but she doesn't have enough information to make that call.]