You gotta fight for your right to party.

[hostage]

Who: OPEN TO EVERYBODY!!! Even if you don't know who Jesse is. Word-of-mouth invitation.
When: Noon 'til evening sirens of Wednesday, July 4
Where: The beach!
Summary: An excuse to party and set off fireworks.
Warnings: Put 'em in your subject lines.
Notes: Meme-style! Tag in, tag around, have fun and whatever... yo.


The setup is probably more elaborate than anticipated. Jesse's paying for it all out-of-pocket, but as he has a drug dealer's income, he's splurged on all the best stuff.

The food includes everything that everyone suggested on his post. Hotdogs, hamburgers, veggie burgers, pizza, chips, cookies, cake... There's an open bar for all the alcoholic drinks and a table with coolers for all the rest.

The music is selected by your host, Jesse, who's also the main DJ for the event. That guarantees a selection of varying quality that focuses heavily on hip-hop, rap, and dubstep. It's not always kid-friendly, but it's good for dancing.

General entertainment comes in the form of swimming, beach volleyball, a bonfire as the sun begins to set (including s'mores!), and a huge fireworks display just before sirens.

Security is being handled by Jesse's goons. You didn't think he'd host a Newcomer party without them, right? They're armed and much stronger than he is, so don't mess. A few healers are also on hand for first-aid.

Transportation back to the Tower Apartments via shuttle is also provided at the end of the night. (He really splurged.)

Party hard!!!

Comments

[inthejunk]

'Cause you hate paying rent, I think.

[Yosuke hiccoughs again, and pours some sand over Keigo's foot.]

[asano_san]

[Keigo kicks the sand back at him.]

Maybe it makes me feel better to have a front seat to everything that goes wrong for you.

[inthejunk]

[He ignores the sand cheerfully enough, but makes a sour face at that.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[asano_san]

I have bad luck, but at least I've never been arrested!

[inthejunk]

Shut up, that was someone else's fault!

[asano_san]

And as long as you're around, I know that I'm not the only 17-year-old in the city without a girlfriend.

[inthejunk]

[Ouch.]

...At least I never hit on the smelly kid!

[asano_san]

[Ouch right back.]

I couldn't help it!

[inthejunk]

[Eyebrow.]

[asano_san]

It was the pheromones that made me interested in him.

[At this point, trying to explain won't get Norio kicked out of the apartment.]

The smelly thing you always misunderstood was that his body gave off some kind of chemical that could make people attracted to him when they smelled it.

You must have been immune to them. Or maybe you're just less inclined to be gay than I am. I don't know.

[inthejunk]

[Bwuh? He's way too drunk for this conversation dude.]

You're not gay...

[asano_san]

[Whatever. Now he can say that at least once, he tried to tell Yosuke the truth.

About Norio's pheromones!]

I didn't say I was gay! I love girls!

[inthejunk]

[Blink.]

Okay.

[asano_san]

[Yosuke may be too drunk to have this conversation, but Keigo's not drunk enough to keep going.]

Good.

[inthejunk]

Is Uryuu here?

[asano_san]

I haven't seen him. Do you really think he'd go to a beach party like this?

[Despite his paintball appearance, Keigo is still skeptical of Uryuu's ability to relax and have fun.]

[inthejunk]

No.

[Mournfully.]

But I wanna go home.

[asano_san]

Why do you need Uryuu to go home?

[inthejunk]

[Whiny sound.]

Dude. I can't. That's why.

[asano_san]

You can't what?

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke makes a vague, clumsy motion that is meant to somehow convey the act of standing and leaving under one's own willpower. It probably looks more like a bit of an arm spasm, though. His coordination isn't very good at the moment.]

[asano_san]

If I have to carry you home, you're doing the dishes for a week.

[inthejunk]

Can you even do it?

[asano_san]

I can drag your scrawny ass home!

[Maybe.]

[inthejunk]

'M not scrawny.

[RUDE.]