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

[asano_san]

Yeah, they were new.

MONTHS AGO!

Not that you pay attention to anything I do.

[inthejunk]

Why would I care 'bout your shoes?

[asano_san]

I don't want you to care about my shoes!

[Usually it takes longer than this to get to the point where he's not even sure what they're arguing about anymore. The drinking must have sped up the process.]

[inthejunk]

[Groan.]

[Yosuke isn't very eloquent in expressing his annoyance, but there it is.]

Is this the right way? Think you walked past that rock before...

[asano_san]

It's a beach full of rocks! They all look the same!

[inthejunk]

Are you lost? 'Snot helping at all!

[asano_san]

I'm not lost! You're just too drunk to tell the difference between rocks!

[He hopes. How do you get lost on a beach, anyway?]

[inthejunk]

[Groan. Then, obstinately.]

I'm not drunk.

[asano_san]

No? Then what do you call it?

[inthejunk]

[Just an unhappy belch. Shut up dude, people can probably hear you. Assuming there are still people around.]

['Cause it's not like they could guess if you didn't say it, okay. Jerk.]

[asano_san]

[Gross.]

Hey.

[Keigo pokes Yosuke's shoulder a little harder than is really necessary.]

Are those the shuttles up there?

[Even if they're not, he may be shoving Yosuke into the first moving vehicle he can find.]

[inthejunk]

Huh?

[What? Shuttles? He's got no idea what you're talking about, dude. But sure, whatever, he'll get in.]

[asano_san]

Just get in.

[He maneuvers Yosuke towards the nearest door.]

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke goes along agreeably enough, but he grabs Keigo's elbow first. You're so not dumping him in one of these and leaving him to his own devices, dude.]

[asano_san]

[Keigo wasn't going to stay behind. Do you really think he wants to be on the beach when Darkness falls?

He slides in next to Yosuke and hopes no one cares that they're turning this into the drunk bus.]

[inthejunk]

[And Yosuke manages not to puke 'til they're outta the shuttle. 'Cause he's a bro. So basically, happily ever after.]

[asano_san]

[Hooray for puke-free transport!]