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metalogs2022-12-17 10:21 pm
eggplanting) wrote in metalogs2022-12-17 10:21 pm
(closed) you better watch out. you better watch out
Who: Steph Brown eggplanting, Bart Allen, Cass Cain, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Kon-El, Jon Kent
What: Slumber party with the DC vigilante/hero kids
When: Mid-December
Where: Bart's farm in Little Love
Content Warnings: hopefully none!
Notes: Threadjacking is encouraged, as is vaguely waving our hands at the concept of linear time so that we don't have to think too hard about logistics
'Twas thenight week before Christmas, when all through the house...
Pretty much everyone was stirring, because there's a party to enjoy.
Calling it a party may be a slight stretch, when there's really only a handful of them and they're not going to get up to anything more intense than playing Mario Kart and watching movies from the 90s, but Steph thought that labeling it a sleepover might sound a little immature. The idea had percolated over the last few weeks; there's a good handful of them now, from roughly the same universe, but not all of them know each other well, and while Steph might not be as tactically minded as someone like Tim, it had seemed sensible that they do a little team building.
Also, it should be fun. That's very important.
With Bart being the only one living in a space that could actually be considered a house, she'd reached out to ask if he'd be cool with hosting, and had sent out texts to the rest of their friends once she had his approval. Not being a jerk, she'd also promised to swing by early to help set up, for all the set up that needs to be done when a handful of people in their twenties hang out. Mostly it involved grabbing a few extra bean bags, setting up the TV and game consoles, and adding a few seasonally appropriate holiday decorations.
The invitation texts served the secondary purpose of assigning everyone some kind of snack or beverage to bring, most of it falling into typical junk food fare. Chips and dip, soda, pizza rolls, pretzels (the soft variety, of course), mozzarella sticks, popcorn. People are welcome to get fancier, but she'd mostly suggested things they could eat as is, or food that's easy to pop in the oven. This isn't a gala thrown by Bruce, after all. And with none of them being particularly big drinkers, she'd just told everyone it was BYOB if they want to get alcohol involved in their evening.
It's unlikely any of them would want to get wasted. While they're all strictly off duty for the evening, 'drunken misadventures' isn't really the vibe Steph is going for with this whole thing; it's meant to be a relaxing, fun evening, where they can eat, watch movies, and get into unnecessarily heated arguments about video games before crashing wherever they can find a soft surface at the end of the night. As if they're normal young adults and not a gaggle of traumatized vigilantes and lab experiments.
Later in the evening, after they've all poured outside to make s'mores around an improvised firepit, she'll probably break out some silly party games, like Never Have I Ever, or worse, card games like Uno. Because nothing says fun like arguing over whether it's morally right to use two skips in a row.
Some people just want to watch the world burn.
eggplanting, Bart Allen, Cass Cain, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Kon-El, Jon KentWhat: Slumber party with the DC vigilante/hero kids
When: Mid-December
Where: Bart's farm in Little Love
Content Warnings: hopefully none!
Notes: Threadjacking is encouraged, as is vaguely waving our hands at the concept of linear time so that we don't have to think too hard about logistics
'Twas the
Pretty much everyone was stirring, because there's a party to enjoy.
Calling it a party may be a slight stretch, when there's really only a handful of them and they're not going to get up to anything more intense than playing Mario Kart and watching movies from the 90s, but Steph thought that labeling it a sleepover might sound a little immature. The idea had percolated over the last few weeks; there's a good handful of them now, from roughly the same universe, but not all of them know each other well, and while Steph might not be as tactically minded as someone like Tim, it had seemed sensible that they do a little team building.
Also, it should be fun. That's very important.
With Bart being the only one living in a space that could actually be considered a house, she'd reached out to ask if he'd be cool with hosting, and had sent out texts to the rest of their friends once she had his approval. Not being a jerk, she'd also promised to swing by early to help set up, for all the set up that needs to be done when a handful of people in their twenties hang out. Mostly it involved grabbing a few extra bean bags, setting up the TV and game consoles, and adding a few seasonally appropriate holiday decorations.
The invitation texts served the secondary purpose of assigning everyone some kind of snack or beverage to bring, most of it falling into typical junk food fare. Chips and dip, soda, pizza rolls, pretzels (the soft variety, of course), mozzarella sticks, popcorn. People are welcome to get fancier, but she'd mostly suggested things they could eat as is, or food that's easy to pop in the oven. This isn't a gala thrown by Bruce, after all. And with none of them being particularly big drinkers, she'd just told everyone it was BYOB if they want to get alcohol involved in their evening.
It's unlikely any of them would want to get wasted. While they're all strictly off duty for the evening, 'drunken misadventures' isn't really the vibe Steph is going for with this whole thing; it's meant to be a relaxing, fun evening, where they can eat, watch movies, and get into unnecessarily heated arguments about video games before crashing wherever they can find a soft surface at the end of the night. As if they're normal young adults and not a gaggle of traumatized vigilantes and lab experiments.
Later in the evening, after they've all poured outside to make s'mores around an improvised firepit, she'll probably break out some silly party games, like Never Have I Ever, or worse, card games like Uno. Because nothing says fun like arguing over whether it's morally right to use two skips in a row.
Some people just want to watch the world burn.
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"Don't make me filter your internet. You don't have enough time to break the network password before the festivities are over."
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He’s not wearing the costume, he’s not on patrol, he’s not undercover. Tim is trying, but, admittedly, he doesn’t feel the need to completely unplug when he’s among friends. This isn’t like Robin’s house party: there’s no pressure to be ‘normal.’ “I know how to have fun.”
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"We could boot up a game and see how long you can keep up. Fancy a spin on the Rainbow Road?"
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Maybe it’s why he’s a good Robin. He doesn’t like apologizing for it. Feels kinda dirty about saying sorry when he wants to argue that he has to spend more time scanning internet discourse to see what it says about clones after Kon’s post. This is a party, not a debate. As he said, he knows how to have fun.
“Sure, if I can pick my character first. What gen console?”
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He hands over the main controller easily, since it's already logged in and everything. Tim will see he has a lot of the classics and their many sequels, something he probably heard a fair bit about from Linda in Accounting during his free ride time.
"I'll go random, like usual. It's more fun that way." And he doesn't get locked into a single mindset, which gives the other players a slight advantage in the first second or two as he adapts.
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The controller is unique. It looks like two separate controllers being held together by regular plastic to simulate a standard controller, but the button layout is familiar enough. He can work with this.
Bart will win, of course, but that’s not the point. “Sounds good.”
He opts in and navigates to the character selection, quickly choosing Toad.
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"At least you don't have to double mask in case of Truth or Dare."
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