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Realistic or Modern woodcreek view (rp)

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Son of Cat Mom



Foxtrot













mood

Ew a Party











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Oh?











location

Gay Dad's House











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Open











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Ew, parties. Foxtrot wasn't one for parties to be quite frank, he hated them because he would get bored quite easily and there would be a whole lot of people there. But, he was fond of Gay Dad enough to go down and attend the party just to hog all the sweets and not let anyone else have them. The blonde slipped on his binder with ease before dressing in a cropped hoodie and jeans. He'd be damned before he would ever attend a party looking like Bastet. Foxtrot left his hair the way it was: messy and fluffy. Just the way he liked it.

It would be nice of his mom could attend, it would make him feel better but he wasn't sure if the deities even had to time to attend such a party. And he was bringing the most richest of company with him to the party: his foxes. Flora and Marbles. Who was he to let them stay home while he went out to a party? Foxtrot settled down on the ground and slipped on harnesses on both foxes before attaching leashes, and he hopped up onto his feet apathetically, trying to stall enough so he would show up possibly fashionably late to the party. Stalling such as him making sure everything was off not once, not twice, but three times, fumbling around with stuff and acting as if he was probably forgetting something to bring with him.

After that, Foxtrot stuffed one hand into the pockets of his jeans and decided to head on out with two foxes leading the way. He walked his foxes on a daily basis, morning, afternoon, and night so such a sight was not unusual to see from Fox. He was known to love foxes and cats, well his mom is literally the Egyptian goddess of Cats so that probably explains why of course. To be bluntly honest, Fox wasn't sure why Gay Dad and Grandma Mimi were wanting to throw a party, maybe just to get everyone together again to have fun and be terrorized by Mimi's chihuahua named Gao who only liked a select few. Of course, Mimi's cat named Honey Boo Boo was lovable and Foxtrot adored her, mostly because she's a cat but also because she was adorable.

Gao? Foxtrot did his best to avoid Gao because he would like to keep his ankles. He just went there to stand by the table of sweets and casually pop some into his mouth as if nobody were watching him. It only took a few minutes for Foxtrot to reach Gay Dad's house, a welcoming familiar sight for the blonde. With confidence, he strolled up the steps, Flora and Marbles clamboring up behind him, and he meekly approached the door. Ah yes, his favorite part. Standing there awkwardly and hoping someone else will come up onto the porch beside him and get Gay Dad's attention.


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Jackson



Child of Flora













Jackson loved parties. Actually, they liked any excuse to trash a place.
“Come on, it’s just a party,”
they pleaded, swatting Julian’s hand away from the microwave.
“It’s not like I’m asking you to go to some dumb meeting about economics or- Please stop putting shit in there!”
For once couldn’t he mess up his own microwave?

The idea of a costume party would normally be even more fun, but they were supposed to dress like their parents. This was not anywhere close to Jackson’s style. The periwinkle floral dress was as close to anything his mom would wear as he was getting.
“You aren’t even dressed up, that’s so boring.”
They shouldn’t expect too much from Julian. Especially when working so hard to try to burn down their house right now. Couldn’t he at least half ass a costume? Draw a lightning bolt on their shirt or something? That would get Zeus going for sure.

“It’ll be fun, we can just stand in the corner, judge people, and drink until we black out and do something stupid!”
Jack tried their best to entice him. Who didn’t love a good public party blackout?
“I’m sure you could get some good chaos going. Oh, maybe you can set someone else’s microwave on fire!”
Ideally, they wouldn’t set Dad’s house on fire, but that sounded like a future Jackson problem.

“Or do you only have eyes for my microwave,”
they sent a quick text to the group chat before pocketing their phone. Thank god this dress at least had pockets. They weren’t planning on leaving this house without him, he’d just sit around and look sad all night if they didn’t. Lame! There was a whole night of disaster waiting! The world was their dumpster fire!
”Come on, I’ll drive!”
they didn’t have a drivers license, not even a permit. Who needs it? You either knew how to drive or you didn’t. They didn’t have to prove anything to anyone.











































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Shy Bisexual



Ripley













mood

Someone help her she nervous











outfit

Cute Dress











location

Outside











interactions

Open











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None
















Parties.

Never Ripley's thing to be quite honest. She was shy, quiet, hated crowds, and preferred to be around few people at one time. So naturally parties were something that might stress her out. She wanted both of her moms. Ripley was dressed in a simple but rather casual pretty dress, standing outside her house quite awkwardly and shuffling her feet together. As much as she wanted to stay home, she thought it would be rude to not show up and she didn't want to hurt Gay Dad's feelings nor Grandma Mimi's feelings either.

Which is why she was reluctantly going to the party since she tried her best to be a people pleaser. And she had did her best to at least somewhat pretty herself up just for a little while too. Now she wasn't entirely sure she was standing outside her house without moving as if she was lost or confused but maybe she was just waiting for someone to notice her and help her out of her nervous, quiet state enough to get her to come along.

Her fingers fumbled with the little white and pink flower printed clutch purse she grasped in her hands by the strap, looking towards the direction of Gay Dad's house, putting one foot in front of the other quite awkwardly as if she was slowly inching her way to the party. Now if both of her moms were here with her, then she would have no trouble going to the party because she knew they would be there incase she needed anything and it would make her feel more comfortable.

However, Eostre might not have time to attend the party and it left Ripley alone feeling awkward and unsure about this. She bit her lower lip and chewed on it as she was stalling her arrival to the party even though she knew she shouldn't be doing that. There might be too many people there and Ripley wouldn't like that considering her shy, introverted nature. Ripley wandered around in place, moving a little but not really going anywhere as she wondered if this was a bad idea.


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  • how she's feeling...



    a little nervous

















Roxanne



Daughter of Iris













It had only been a week since Roxanne had gotten home. Only a week off of the 12 hour work schedule. It was nice having a break, even if it was to see if her career was tanking. She tried not to think about it while she get dressed. She hadn’t seen anyone here in two years. Eclipse was the only one who’d seen her in the past week, thankfully they’d been able to get their old room back.

Satisfied with her makeup, Rox sprayed her setting spray liberally onto her face. Now that was done, it was time to get dressed. It was supposed to be a costume party, but she didn’t really have anything like that in her closet. So let’s go with a butterfly shirt and a nice skirt. Cool. She opened her bedroom door, immediately greeted by dogs.
“Hey, hey, alright, move on!”
She weaved her way between them. The Dobermans were sweet, but this wasn’t their time. This was time to party. They could have cuddles later.

“Eclipse! You ready?”
They were supposed to pick up Mari in 5 minutes, but neither of them were known for being on time. She was sure no one would mind. Rox gathered up the usual, keys, wallet, phone, and of course a bottle of tequila was necessary. Who would just show up to a party without a gift? That would be rude! That seemed to be everything. She was a bit nervous to be seeing all of these people again, but there was no way it could be too bad.

Roxanne shoved everything into her purse. It would be hell to find anything in there, but that was something everyone with a purse dealt with. She gave one of the dogs a final pet before heading outside. It was still taking her some time to get used to being back. It was so much greener here. So much seemed to have changed, even in the span of a couple years. She fidgeted with the strap of her purse while she waited for Eclipse to come out. It was crazy how many places you could just walk to here. In LA you had to drive everywhere or take an Uber. Here there was nothing more than a mile away. It felt so big and small at the same time.











































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Nikolai



Child of Aphrodite













Nikolai was going to win the hell out of this costume party. Well, if there was any winning. Was this a contest? Whatever, they were winning anyway. He’d even extensively shaved for this. At least his body felt so smooth. Gods this outfit was everything. The pink georgette fell just before the floor and stood out from the otherwise gold metallic outfit. Yeah, this was a winning number. They’d even spent the time weaving pearls into their hair. Yeah, they were winning this shit! Just a few here and their. Strings of them looked tacky.

Normally Nikolai would wear more flashy shoes with an ensamble that had lace and rhinestones, but this was a costume. Instead, they’d purchased a pair of gold gladiator sandals to complete the outfit. Perfect. They grabbed their gold leaf crown and pink clutch before leaving the house. They were glad someone had picked up their shift tonight. They could never miss a good party. And they’d never let Rikki miss one either. The silver Porche clashed with their outfit, but it was only a minor inconvenience.

Nikolai always drove a bit too fast. It wasn’t always on purpose, it just made them feel alive. With the top down and going 20 mph over the speed limit, everything felt much more exhilarating. The thrill didn’t last too long as they pulled into Rikki’s driveway. They honked three times for good measure. He’d have to come out. They were supposed to be picking up Auguste too. Yeah, the car only had two seats, but it wasn’t that big of a deal. They’d make it.

Nikolai honked the horn again.
“Rikki I’m not waiting all night!”
Their music was probably loud enough to drown out the yelling, but that didn’t matter much. They were getting Rikki out of the house one way or another.











































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Daughter of the Moon





ECLIPSE HUNT.























mood


Fuck the fridge




















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The scandal




















location


Her place to Maris Front Door




















interactions


Roxanne + Mari




















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Fuck the god damn sun. She would smite her uncle the next time she saw him and then proceed to murder the sun. Shouldnt raise it so early in the morning. Then the birds started to chatter and Eclipse slowly propped herself up on her elbow and shouted, "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE CRETINS." Which was followed by a glass being picked up and thrown at the window. Still being tired, she luckily missed it and hit the wall. Oops might leave a dent.

Safe to say the female was not a morning person. After finishing.. that, she rolled over on the bed, untangling her legs from the sheets. Being able to release herself the grasps of slumber and start getting up and moving made her feel a bit better. Falling into her normal routine of hopping in the shower and staring at herself in the mirror while she brushes her teeth, to stumbling through the kitchen searching the cabinets for food.

“Where the fuck is the food?” Mindlessly grumbling to herself. She needed to go grocery shopping. Has been living off of fast food for the past two weeks and liquor. She then remembered her roommate was back in town. Dont blame Eclipse, she was out late last night doing work and forgot Roxanne was back. Which meant parties because she wasnt going to those alone.

The female rubbed her head before reaching into a cabinet and pulling out a glass cup, filling it with water. Quickly drinking the water and grabbing some leftover Chinese food from out of the fridge, which she HATED WITH A PASSION AND WILL SPARK A FIGHT WITH IT LATER- was then thrown into the microwave.

Proceeding to tap her foot and wait for the makeshift breakfast of orange chicken and rice to be done until she heard the beep. “My yumminess!” She whispered and quickly brought out a fork and moved her way over to the small table in the corner. Quickly devouring the little food that was there and cleaning off the table, throwing the trash away and the dishes into the sink.

Now with something in her stomach she wasnt as angry but she was still a fireball. Always a fireball. Always ready to throw punches and fight. COME AT HER BITCH. She glanced down to notice Boss sitting on the sofa and she net down to pet him earning a couple barks from the dog.


“Shhhhh.” She whispered and the dog barked once more. Waffles quickly came scampering out of her room and jumped onto her back. “Oof-” She let out a sound of pain as she was dropped to the floor and attacked by dog kisses. “Stop stop stoppPPPPPP.” She giggled and then wiggled her way free of the slobber monsters.

She still had shit to get done today- sadly. BUT it could be worse and she had a party tonight to attend. She normally didnt go to those alone so she was going with Roxanne and Mari. Eclipse didnt mind the two, Roxanne and Mari brought her chaos and the female lived for it.

What she wasnt living for was her outfit. Fae, her best friend, had picked it out for her and she is not sure how to feel about it. They were supposed to dress like their parents but how do you dress like the goddess of wild lesbians and the moon? Simple for Fae apparently.

Something scandalous.

Eclipse had made her threats but Fae was used to it, so to no avail she was what she was going in.

Why did it show so much skin? Eclipse was not sure but it was pretty close to something her mother would wear on certain nights. Though not fully sure of who was at the party, but she was going for the wine. Grandma Mimis wine was legit the best out of anything she has ever tasted, sweet tart grape hitting every taste bud. And Gay Dad had the best food and she was dying for a homecooked meal.

She had managed to get dressed as her mind danced around and she was out the door. Dont worry she would be back later but the tattoo parlor called for her and she had some shit to get done.

***​

A long day of work. Stabbing clients with needles over and over and one might have made her mad and she made sure the tattoo was going to take longer to heal. AT LEAST SHE DIDNT BREAK THEIR BONE. SHOULD HAVE LIKE BY THE GREAT GREEK GODS THEY WOULDNT SHUT UP AND STOP MOVING? WHY ARE YOU HERE TO GET A TATTOO IF YOU ARE JUST GOING TO COMPLAIN.

She had just made it home and was now opening the door to be greeted by her two dogs and she grinned. In a better mood then she was at the shop. She set the drink carrier down which may or may not have liquor. Yes she shouldnt be drinking yet but whateva.

She quickly headed to her room to get the dress on. SO MANY PARTS HER LIMBS HAD TO GO THROUGH. THIS LOOKED MORE LIKE APHRODITE THEN ARTEMIS! HOLY FUCKING MOONS FAE. At least it was gold and Eclipse liked gold. Ooo shiny. Warm. Pretty.

After finally struggling for what seemed like years she was now snug in her outfit. Hopefully it wasnt cold tonight. And good thing she looked good in gold. What seemed like most of her outfit was missing, what only was really covered was the boobage and private region. Other than that gold fabric was draped over her chest and her legs.

Adding onto her tall height the female paired the dress with a pair of gold heels laced with roses inside. She looked in the mirror and kicked up her leg and giggled. She actually felt decent for once in something like this and she gave a grin as she placed a gold laurel upon her curls.

“No threatening people tonight Eclipse. That is not for civil people.'' She pointed at herself in the mirror before spinning on her heel once she heard herself get called out by Roxanne. She would not be fighting any fridges tonight. Best behavior. No fighting anyone because they looked at her weird. “Yep, always ready to go Roxanne. Also nice outfit- Looks very good on you.” She grinned before dancing her way over to the drinks on the table, placing a tequila sunrise within her roommate's hands. And taking one into her own too and downing it. Already feeling the rush of the alcohol in her system.

Roxanne already had a bottle of tequila in her hand but a little more can never hurt. They had to pick up Mari in like 5 minutes but who was ever on time nowadays? That wasnt in style. And it made her seem nice, Eclipse was not nice. While Eclipse never spoke much of transportation she was silently grateful she didnt have to drive anywhere and could just walk. She hated cars. Would fight one if she could. Would win. “Roxanne?” She hummed out, '‘Do you think I could win in a fight against a car- and a fridge at the same time? Also do you wanna drink ourselves into the ground tonight? Set a new record.”

She grabbed a purse and put some money, her phone, and a dagger- cause can never be too safe also didnt trust other demigods- and a bottle of vodka into it before attempting to walk out the door. TIME TO GET THE OTHER BIT OF TROUBLE TO START CHAOS AND PARTY ALL NIGHT!

Until she hit the fridge. WELL GOD DAMN IT! TIME FOR PAYPACK YOU DONT HIT HER AND GET AWAY WITH IT! BRING IT ON! ARGHHHHH! A proceeding of her ripping the fridge door open and off its hinges before kicking it. After she was finished she was panting and glanced at Roxanne. “The fridge deserved it. Now we can go.”

Now out the door Eclipse was making her way down the sidewalk and over to Maris house, making small talk with Roxanne on the way before reaching their door. The female climbed up to the door and knocked. "Knock knock bitch we have a party to attend now get your ass out here."





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Son of Zeus



Rikki













mood

Amused and flirty











outfit

Sheer and Queer











location

Outside his house











interactions

Nikolai











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Harrowhark Harrowhark















It was always a throw-up whether or not Rikki would willingly go out, or have to be dragged. Luckily, this time he was interested in the scene, for the most part at least. What was important was getting some drinks and just take some time to relax. The costume aspect? Not in a million years. Rikki dressed like he would for any party where he was looking for attention: Like a slut.

What? Sure he was an antisocial bastard, that didn't mean he couldn't have fun every once and a while. Going there with the incredibly social Nikolai just made things all the more exciting on top of that.

He was examining himself in the mirror, making sure nothing was out of place. Hair had a wet look, slicked back, shirt tucked in but not too tight that it clung uncomfortably, pants ironed, and tattoos and piercings nicely on display. It was probably far more fitting for a nightclub scene but Rikki did not care. Other people would be in far more extravagant looks as to dress like their parents.

Like a certain child of Aphrodite that he could hear pulling in.

There was no way Nikolai wasn't going to be head to toe glamorous. They had specifically been keeping her outfit a secret and Rikki couldn't deny he was a little curious on the ensemble they were putting together. Either way, there was no worry of looking over-dressed next to Nikolai.

A couple of honks came from the driveway to 'alert' Rikki that his friend was here. As if he couldn't hear the blasting music from down the street. The blond rolled his eyes and grabbed his bag, going through a little list in his head to make sure there was nothing left out. Phone, earphones, wallet, cigarettes, and a nice flask filled with vodka. He could put some of that into just about anything in case he needed something a little stronger.

It was impossible to hear Nikolai's shouts from the car, but Rikki knew he'd be impatient. So with that once over, he was able to quickly leave the house and make his way over to the porsche-

Wow.

Rikki knew he was expecting something grand but... Nikolai looked beautiful. He spent a good two seconds in pause, processing her. Then slowly continued his move to climb in.
"I don't know how you managed to exceed my expectations."
Not bothering to hide that how obviously he was checking him out.
"You look amazing."
He complimented,
"You know, we could skip the party and just stay here. Have a little fun of our own."
He was.... Half joking. The offer was obviously going to be turned down as Nikolai spent way too much time to skip out, but was Rikki kidding totally about the thought? Not a bit.

So he bucked himself in anyways in preparation for the speeding that was about to go down. Not that he minded, having a motorcycle himself and seeing how fast he can take it down long stretches of road.


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Son of Zeus



Julian













mood

classic julian











outfit

No.











location

Jackson's house











interactions

Jackson











tags

Harrowhark Harrowhark















Julian was a complex fellow. Well, he let people think he was complex. It was just hard to read what was going on through that blank expression, he liked to watch people talk out their asses while he already long made up his mind. Such as now.

Jackson was swatting his hand away, he imagined them like a little cat where you keep trying to put something on the table in front of them and they bat at you. His goal wasn't even the microwave anymore, it was just to antagonize Jackson. To watch them try and stop him again and again, they were his puppet to control as he pleased hahaha.

"Being near you is my stupid quota for the day."
His voice dry, as if he hadn't decided to go. Oh no, he was convinced by now already. But Jackson couldn't have it that easy.
"One: I drive. Two: You owe me a bottle of whatever I want after."
Neither of these demands were actually needed to make him go, but if he could weasel them out of him, why not? It would be criminal to not take advantage when someone was pleading and trying to bribe you.

Julian stuck his hand out expectantly, a silent demand that he get the keys in which meaning Jackson accepts the offer. He'd probably need to give Jackson something in return though, more than just coming along. So, he added,
"I'll dress up."
To sweeten the deal. Of course, that meant simply cutting out a paper lightning bolt and taping it to his chest. But Jackson could find that out after the deal was accepted. Honestly, they might even see it as funny so wasn't even that bad of a compromise.

Take it or leave it, plant man. Julian wouldn't wait long for a decision.


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    Oh shit! Can’t be nervous when you’re drinking!

















Roxanne



Daughter of Iris













Roxanne looked her roommate over in the kitchen,
“Gods, you’re always so hot! It’s totally unfair,”
She wasn’t really insecure about her appearance, but next to Elipse she didn’t stand out as particularly attractive. At least not in a mature way. She might unpack that more if she hadn’t been handed the best drink ever right now. Holy shit, thanks bestie. She chugged it, almost choking on the cherry. Oopsie. Chewing is a useful skill. But who needed to chew when you can just be tipsy?

“I think you could beat the shit out of a car and a fridge!”
Rox encouraged, she loved watching things get crazy.
“If I’m not blacked out within the hour, Woodcreek has lost its touch,”
sure LA parties were fun, but that was more rich people substance abuse. She missed the grittiness of normal suburban chaos. Also, bloody noses were so not fun. Cocaine is just a rich man’s crack.

“Your dogs are going to eat everything in there,”
She warned, eyeing the two best girls as they wagged. What good babies! They’d probably be fine. Yeah, who didn’t deserve a treat of mixed leftovers every now and then? The two girls left the house, somehow Roxanne remembered to lock the door. Mari didn’t live far, thankfully.
“Maaaaaari! We gotta goooooooo!”
Oh man, doorbells are fun, they’d forgotten about doorbells. Surely Mari didn’t mind hearing their’s 47 times in a row.

Alcohol on an empty stomach wasn’t the best idea. Hopefully this party has snacks because Rox was quickly becoming more encumbered by her recent drink. Well, blacked out in an hour didn’t come to those who made good decisions. That was a rule to live by for sure.
“You think we should have a DD? Nose goes!”
The fact that they were walking was a tiny detail in this moment.











































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    Oh you can’t hear me over my synth pop? That’s a you problem

















Nikolai



Child of Aphrodite













Show stopping. That’s what Nikolai had wanted and certainly got. The expression on Rikki’s face was enough to boost their ego for at least a week. And that shirt. Damn, that was just showing off at this point.
“You don’t look so bad yourself,”
they yelled over the synth pop. Turn it down? Why the fuck would anyone want that?
“Not a chance, I took off work for this. But if it’s in the cards, you might just get lucky later,”
They winked at him. They flirted with just about anyone as often as they got the chance, but with Rikki, at least it was reciprocated. They weren’t sure if that meant much of anything though. Just bros being bros!

After Rikki was safely buckled in, Nikolai put the car in reverse, beginning basic back up protocol. They put their hand on the passenger seat in order to turn and check behind them, though if anyone was willingly within 50 feet of their car, something was wrong. It was time to pick up the dancing king.

Once again, the car was going too fast down a neighborhood street. People better not have kids out here. That’d be embarrassing. Imagine having your kid get hit by a Porsche. Yikes. Children did NOT belong in the grill.

At Auguste’s house, Nikolai repeated the same method of honking and screaming. It would work again.
“You gonna let him sit on your lap,”
they joked, nudging Rikki with their elbow. They did need to find a way to fit them all. Maybe in the trunk? That could fit an adult man no problem! Surely Auguste wouldn’t mind.

Nikolai wasn’t sure if the two of them got along, but the ride was short, it wouldn’t be too bad. Unless Rikki was looking to rip an eye out.
“Or, you can drive and I’ll let him sit in my lap.”
That might me a better idea than the trunk. They didn’t let just anyone drive their car, but Rikki wasn’t just anyone.











































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Reptile Parent



Mari













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BUT I DONT WANNA GO











outfit

Wnat even is this











location

In their house











interactions

Roxanne and Eclipse











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It was Roxanne's and Eclipse's idea to drag Mari to the party. Mari was skeptical about the party, parties in general mostly because something bad might happen at said party. Thus, Mari was trying to stay home with their beloved reptiles but apparently the two others had something else in mind. Mari had no choice but to get dressed in some clothes besides pajamas and head to the party in a pouty mood. A very pouty mood that would probably get them scolded but whatever. They were currently on the couch with Cheerio, their baby alligator, in their lap and they were quietly sulking their own frustration, trying to delay themselves getting dressed in hopes of Roxanne and Eclipse soon losing interesting in them.

When Mari realized that the two would probably not change their minds and would still come over to pick them up anyway, Mari sulked and bit their lip before setting Cheerio aside and finally deciding to get dressed. They might as well get dressed and go to the party because there was no way there were getting out of this troublesome situation. They took their time with getting dressed, pretending to be in a confused daze as they put on their clothes just in time because apparently Roxanne and Eclipse had arrived at their doorstep. They begrudgingly went down the stairs and slowly sauntered over to the door. Mari hadn't bothered with their hair so it was a wild, yet soft mess. Not really party ideal hair but did it look like they cared about that?

Mari swung open the door in an abrupt manner, nose scrunched up and lips pursed together tightly. They stared at Roxanne and Eclipse with hidden gritted teeth behind their pursed lips. They were not dressed nicely like Eclipse and Roxanne were, they were in a suspendered dress with a red bowtie, a green cover jacket, and black short heels. Actually, Roxanne was dressed nice, Eclipse was just dressed pretty scandalous. "I am here now, let's just get this damn thing over with." Mari grunted in obvious disappointment as they closed the door behind them and made sure it was locked. Just for a few hours, they assured themselves, then they would walk back to their house by themselves.

Mari is not going to enjoy the party.
Mari wanted to stay home with their reptiles.
Mari wanted to bring said reptiles.
But apparently not.
They were staying in their house.
All by themselves.
Mari hated parties.
Mari hated social events in general.


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Jackson



Child of Flora













Jackson won! And was called stupid, but it’s a price to pay. They were reluctant to hand over driving rights, especially with Julian’s drinking habits,
“You can drive there.”
No deal yet on who would drive back. The bottle was less of an issue. They’d pay for whatever. Giving the keys one last jingle, they handed the keys over. Unfortunate.

Oh, dressing up, that was exciting!
“We can make you a sheet toga! I’m sure it’s not that hard,”
Jackson didn’t have any white sheets but that was a minor detail.
“Oh you need a beard too,”
shit what could they use as a beard? Maybe someone would be kid enough to donate their hair.

It was nice of Julian to play along for a change. Maybe a little suspicious. Oh well, not suspicious enough for Jacks to care.

Ding!

Oh shit the oven. Jackson had forgotten he was cooking. No wonder it smelt kind of herby in here.
“Alright out of my kitchen!”
He pushed past Julian, remembering to grab an oven mitt this time. Oh yeah, time for the goods. A hot and ready tray of brownies was ready to cool. Once the brownies were cool, it would be time to fucking party!

“You gotta hurry!”
Jackson was a little antsy now. There was nothing left to do at the house, at least nothing fun.











































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Bubbly Lesbian



Masako













mood

way too excited











outfit

ADORABLE











location

Damien's house











interactions

Damien











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Masako was all prettied up for the party. A white and cherry blossom pink kind of puffy but flowy dress, her hair was smooth and curly, and she wore flat heel shoes to go with it. Now, all she needed was to drag someone along for the ride and then proceed to immediately ditch them as soon as they got there. Hmmm, but who could she convince and drag to the party? Oho!

Damien of course!

Why, she could break into enter Damien's house and convince him to go with her! She wasn't sure why Damien was the first person to pop up into her head but he looked like the kind of person who would ignore and miss out on a good party. So, Masako comfortably settled on dragging Damien to the party. With her purse in her hand, she exited her house and began to skip down the street towards Damien's house with much enthusiasm, wanting to surprise him by getting into his house when he was least expecting it. Maybe he least expected someone to get into his house but okay.

When Masako arrived at Damien's house, she headed up the steps and onto the porch before going to turn the doorknob, expecting it to be unlocked and ready to swing right open.

Masako frowned when she tried the doorknob and found it locked. Darn, she was hoping that Damien was the kind of person to leave his doors unlocked. Masako stomped her foot in frustration as she contemplated what she should do now. She was not leaving without Damien, that was for damn sure! Basically, she was already dead set on bringing him with her to the party whether he wanted to go or not. Masako stomped her foot again, before going around back and she looked around for an alternate entrance that she could use to get into the house. Her gaze went up to a window that she should be able to reach, a rather sly grin working its way onto her lips and she strutted over to the window. Masako pulled the window open and started to heave herself through the entrance.

"Come on Damien, get your ass on out here! I'm taking you to the party!" Masako yelled out, heaving herself through the open window and kicking her legs a bit until the upper half of her body was through the window and inside the house. Her legs dangled and she swung a flexible leg over the side, touching the ground before she managed to swing her other leg over the side and soon she was fully inside the house. Masako was literally breaking into a pro boxer's house like it was absolutely nothing and she was pretending that Damien was a regular person and not someone who could tackle a burglar, her specifically, to the ground. There was nobody to stop Masako and she did whatever she pleased so it was absolutely fine for her.

"You are going to that party with me Damien! I need someone to go with so come on out!" Masako casually continued to yell out in the house as if it were her own house. She adjusted her dress and her heels made a very audible clicking sound against the flooring, she was on the search for the proboxer so she could just oh so casually grab his hand and bring him with her. Her heels stomped around as she called out for Damien before it was followed by a thrumming laughter. Masako bit her lip to stifle a deep giggle as she strutted around the place.


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Auguste

Auguste tied his hair up into a neat bun as he stared at himself in the mirror.

He hated interacting with people most days. But, someone asked him to a party, and Auguste had found himself - against his better judgment mind you - saying yes.

And by someone, he meant someone after his set when he was busking came up to him, told him he was going to a party with them, and then walked off after getting his address and phone number. It was such a whirlwind that Auguste barely knew what he’d agreed to do until it was too late and he had agreed to actually be social for once.

Dark hair was pulled out of his face. Did he always look so angry? The scars on his face… they really made him look more like a thug than like a normal human being. And against his better judgement, he found himself wishing that he looked more attractive.

He just wanted to look nice for his quasi-not-date. People didn’t ask him out a lot and the least he could do is look nice.

He sighed, that would have to be good enough.

The birds that lived in his chimney were active today, their melodious song reaching his ears as he checked his texts for an ETA. Nothing. Weird. Alright, he continued walking through his house.

Auguste ducked into his kitchen, get a quick something to eat before the car came to pick him up- oh God what was that noise.

The most obnoxious loud honking disrupted the soft singing of the songbirds that he’d been listening to. It made Auguste jump as well. Loud music - synth pop. What in the world was… Nikolai. Nikolai was happening. Of course.

Auguste ducked out of his cottage and walked down the gravel road, completely barefoot, to the car. He then stared directly at Rikki, even slightly hunched, his massive frame almost blotting out the sun.

He glanced over to the trunk, then back to the blond. A quick… general look at the dimensions before him, and the expression on Rikki’s face told him that neither of them was going to get into the trunk.

“So I guess you’re sitting in my lap then?” He said, in his usual bass voice. Soft spoken. Probably overtaken by the synth-pop to be completely honest. The type of voice that could lull a man into a grave, but very prone to being overtaken by louder things. Like car radios turned all the way up.

He waited for the seat shuffling to be done so that he could sit down, carefully placing himself in so as to not hit his head against the car’s ceiling and lowering the seat all the way while also putting the seat back.

“... So. My name is Auguste…” The musician began awkwardly, trying not to squirm or fidget too much with a person in his lap. “... It’s nice to meet you.”
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Eclipse tipped her head up slightly. "Thanks but trust me hunny I would trade my outfit for yours in a heartbeat." A grin on her face as she crossed her arms and leaned back against the counter. Eclipse envied that Roxanne looked good in almost anything they put on. They were effortlessly pretty. Eclipse had to twist and turn and grab at fabric to make it look half decent all the damn time. Then that train of thought slamming to a holt when Roxanne spoke again.

"Shall have to try it later." Ok there is a mental note. FIGHT A FRIDGE AND CAR AT THE SAME TIME LATER. Then the mention of being blacked out. Hell yea they were going to get black out drunk here. They were with Eclipse. Shit was going to get crazy. "I hope we didnt lose the spark here. Hope Grandma Mimis wine is still up for your taste after being in LA." She glanced at Roxanne before laughing.

Eclipse missed them though. The place felt empty without them and she had no company over most nights. Just her and her two dogs. Though she would never say it out loud she never wanted Roxanne to leave for bigger things. Not because she was jealous. But because she was going to miss her friend. "They wont eat anything," The thought was dismissed with a wave of a hand, "My dogs are good dogs, trained to be the best dear Roxie. Nothing will happen. Unless they want leftovers. Then game over bitchesss."

Already a little tipsy as they arrived at Maris. Whos doorbell was being rang like 90000 times and it made Eclipse giggle. "Are you having a secret love affair with the doorbell? You must loveee it." She was joking of course and then Mari had came out.

They looked like a raging bull. They were not happy. THIS WAS ROXANNES IDEA NOT HERS! And if you inserted them in a cartoon Mari would look like they were blowing steam from their ears. "Alright lets go!" She hooked her arm through Maris and Roxannes before walking again. had to get there before others did to get the wine. BEFORE THAT ONE KID SPIKED IT WITH NASTY SHIT.

Almost beat him last time for it. Also she wanted to see Honey Boo Boo and Gao, Grandma Mimis pets. Honey Boo Boo was a fat cat who cuddled you all day. Gao was evil and Eclipse liked evil. She also had a silent hope her mother was coming but wasnt so sure if Artemis could make it. Ya'know with her important lesbian business. Then they passed by a house. SHE KNEW THAT HOUSE!

"Halt. We are making one more stop." A devious plan in the females head. She unhooked her arms from the duo and placed her purse in Roxannes hands. "Hold that please." She dipped her head before grinning at the house. Was Eclipse going to enter or knock like a normal person? Fuck no. She scanned the building in search for an entrance. All windows were closed and so was the door which left the only next viable option.

She reached down and unstrapped her heels and set them on the concreate. "This will be hilarious just wait." She turned to a tree which was rather close and hooked her fingers into the wedges. Look little feathered cretins she could sit in trees and sing all day to but she wasnt going to. Get a life. She started climbing up more branches and some twigs pulled at her skin and clothes.

YOU ARENT UNDRESSING HER TREE NOW STOP. She pushed down on a branch to make sure it would hold her. BINGO. She carefully placed one foot in front of the other as she climbed the branch to the edge of the roof. She launched herself onto it and scrapped her fingers on the shingles. She glanced down at the two on the street and gave them a thumbs up before running to the big block on the other side. THE CHIMNEY. UP UP WE GO.

We are like the little fat man in red that little children believed in. But instead of delivering gifts they were dragging someone to a party. She placed her fingers on the tip top and hauled herself up. one leg after the other before adjusting herself in the hole. Time to drop. "Three... two... one.. launch." She let her fingers go and she dropped he short distance down into the fireplace. Haha bitch she was in.

Now for the next part, she crouched down and climbed out of the ashes and wood, standing back up. Her golden dress was covered in soot, she did her best to brush it off and it mainly worked. She quickly moved to the wall and climbed up it perched in a top corner with fingers and toes digging into the bare walls. Hair was messy and covering her face but she wasnt going to fix it. Now waiting for her target to pass... and when he did... she scuttled across to the other end of the wall with her magic spider powers you know. New profession: Spider lady. (NOT REALLY SHE WAS JUST REALLY STRONG GRIPPING ONTO THE MOLDING.)

"Chicken nuggiessss." A deep slithering voice coming from the pitch black corner. More scuttling before she dropped down, brushing off her hands. 'Hey there Leon. Before you ask how I got in here I will not answer and before kick me out of your house- Im dragging you to the party. No choice for you. Ill be waiting right here, you got 5 minutes. Tick tock." She tapped her wrist as she spun around and sat down on his couch. A develish grin on her face.

SHE HAD DONE IT! SHE SHALL HAVE DRAGGED HER ONE SUPER ANNOYING FRIEND TO THE PARTY WITH HER OTHER ONES. MAYBE HE WONT BE AS BIG OF A BITCH. "OH AND NO CORRECTING PEOPLE YOU LITTLE SHIT OR ASKING THOSE LONG NAME LETTER THINGYS. AND YOU OWE ME CHICKEN NUGGETS LATER." There all done.





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Jackson was really so simple. Though there was some charm in the idiocy... Some. As minuscule as possible. And even then, Julian wouldn't let them know that. His hand was out patiently for those keys, looking bored as they were dropped in his hand for easy pocketing.

But how quick Jackson was going on about dressing up. Julian's expression stayed stagnant as he let them ramble. A sheet and beard... Right. A little more than what he was going for. All in due time though. The ding was practically unnoticed by him until Jackson moved for the oven. Ah, right. They both had forgotten about that. He was just sort of used to the smell wafting around whenever he was with Jackson.

Julian was shooed off from the kitchen for the finishing brownies. He could use this time to prepare. Which would only take a minute at most once he got the supplies. Then he'd just wait around until Jackson went after him.

It didn't take long to locate the paper and tape needed. Scissors were not so lucky but who knew if he even had any. Too dangerous for the plant man to keep around; could poke an eye out.... And then probably regrow it. Right, costume. Julian followed through with the task by ripping the paper into the crude shape of a lightning bolt. Then just one little piece of tape and there was his completed costume. Jackson would be so proud, he's participating!

Julian settled himself out on the couch, sprawled out like he owned the place as he dug his phone out of his pocket. After sending out imessage games to a couple of unfortunate souls that he roped into his shenanigans, one of them being Jackson himself, it was onto mindless scrolling online. Twitter was always interesting for that. Julian seldom wrote anything himself on there, but watching other people scream into the void was more than amusing.

Ha. Dog meme.

And then back onto the random people, some he was familiar with and others who were complete strangers, whining and boasting about pointless endevours. The internet was truly wonderful.


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barkbarkbark











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Sheer and Queer











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Rikki accepted the compliment gracefully, flashing Nikolai a wink as he got himself buckled up for the drive. He was unconcerned by the speed of take-off, and only minorly bothered by the horrid music. But there were ways to deal with such atrocities, like teasing Nikolai while they drove.

Things would be cramped soon, so Rikki stretched out his arms, one resting on the car's side and the other out to rest behind Nikolai. This was followed by a subtle graze of his fingers along the back of her neck. He was in a good mood today, this kind of play-flirting was quite amusing. Sure, they may end up in a car crash but it would have well been worth it. Rikki stayed like that the whole ride, every so often leaving small touches on his friend, a finger dragged across their nape, a small twirl of hair, all things that could easily be discredited as absentminded. But Rikki was more than aware, how could he not when Nikolai looked like that?

But all good things must come to an end, pulling up to Auguste's house meant Rikki moved his arm back too. On the one hand, yeah, he'd need to move for whatever way they were going to fit in. But he also just wasn't a person to do that sort of thing around others.

Now they were forced to face the issue of seating. He would prefer not to touch some random guy so the offer to be the one driving was greatly appreciated. At least, he was until Auguste came outside. The two were practically the same height, which was quite a feat. In fact, Auguste looked a little taller.... And he was shirtless....

"That's a horrible idea."
Rikki had to raise his voice over the music, eyes trained on Auguste as if he was sizing him up. A little funny considering the size difference, but Rikki didn't really get intimidated by bigger guys.
"You wouldn't be able to fit."
Yes, a perfectly reasonable explanation. Far more reasonable than to admit he just didn't like the idea of it. Because there was no explanation on why the thought ticked him off.

He was completely willing to get up and be seated in the big man's lap. Until he watched Auguste's eyes trail from him to the trunk. The anger that radiated off of him was like that of a cat getting dunked into water. He would kill someone if it was even suggested in the slightest. Thankfully, Auguste seemed to catch onto that too and went for the far more reasonable idea. Rikki got himself out of the seat, still glaring at the hermit to watch him shuffle into the car.
"Just sit there and don't touch me. I'll kill you."
Rikki's voice was far more clear to hear over the radio than Auguste's was. He begrudgingly climbed onto his lap, obviously avoiding as much contact as possible.

He looked incredibly uncomfortable.

"Drive."
Rikki huffed out, wanting to get to this thing as quick as possible, drink, and get back to his good mood.

It would be fine.


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Costumes Suck











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The world is cruel and he was tired.

In terms of what Leon could ever really want; was sleep. To ask the gods for a sufficient eight hours was always left unanswered, his mind restless and body refusing to cooperate. Perhaps in another life he pissed off some sleep deity, robbing him of the shut-eye he so desperately wanted.

And thus, ended the reason why the world is a cruel place to live in.

Instead of resting he was slowly walking through the house, book in hand and highlighter in the other. The only show of recognition he actually heard the other’s presence was a very calm; “Fuck off, demons.” as he passed by. Leon was having none of it, a relaxed order for the devil to get out of his house. Malevolent chicken yearners or not, he didn’t care, not even sparing a glance towards the noise.

Leon had rationalised it was just auditory hallucinations, something not uncommon when he got really tired. However that posed the newer question, why and where was his brain pulling menacing chicken things from.

There was a soft drop and a familiar voice that greeted him. Ah. That made more sense. It wasn’t his brain hallucinating strange shit, daughter of Artemis was just scrambling around inside his house. Being creepy as hell. He stopped and turned to face the arrival, no longer invested with the book in hand.

This made more sense than a gremlin trying to use intimidation tactics for battered poultry. He gave the usual faint smile in a pleasant greeting.

“Hello, Eclipse.” He was not expecting the girl to be showing up INSIDE his house-- in that outfit no less -- but Leon the Composed couldn’t show that something managed to take him off guard. “Welcome to my humble abode,” Polite, “- that you decided to forcefully enter.” Little bit less polite. “I’m glad you like my wall panels enough to climb on them.” He wasn’t. His beautiful mahogany wood panelling didn’t deserve such treatment. She could sit around and hiss strange things from dark corners but his interior was not to be harmed.

Eclipse explained she was dragging him to a party, attempting to rush him off with a time limit of five minutes. Leon did not move, languid as always.

“I’m not going to ask why you’re dressed as Aphrodite. But just know that I have noticed and I am curious.” It was some kind of costume party. Drunk people and costumes. Not a favoured combo yet could offer some entertainment. Leon wouldn’t describe himself as someone who enjoyed such events. Leon did not even drink liquor, leaving him as the sober voice of reason amongst intoxicated fools. It’s not that he had a history of alcoholism, the son of Sekhmet just didn’t enjoy the lowered inhibition and lack of wariness when drunk. He’d rather remain sober than allow others to see him in such a state.

Eclipse probably just wanted somebody around to monitor nobody dying. A role that most often befell him in these types of situations. Fortunately Leon wasn’t a stubborn individual.

“I’ll go with you if you can spell…” He glanced to assumedly read a word from the page. “Trespassing-Leon's-House.” To avoid what would surely incite a violent hit, the male was fast to relent. “I’ll get you chicken.” No he wouldn’t. Hopefully Eclipse got too drunk to remember such a stupid promise. He was gone for maybe half a minute, the only difference on his return being a coat pulled over top of his outfit. Good luck trying to get Leon to play along with costumes. He wasn’t going to walk around like his mother.

Leon played with the idea of asking if she wanted a jacket or something but decided otherwise. Eclipse was hard-headed. She could deal with the consequences of her actions.

Leon hoped it rained.

“Thank-you for not wearing shoes on the polyester carpet.” Unlike most shit he said, the carpet comment was heartfelt. Leon cared a bit much for his house. The amount of effort in colour coordinating the curtains with the couch would be enough to drive anyone else headfirst into traffic.

“May I motion you towards what we call, the front door?” The sardonic tone was quick to arrive again. “Do not be afraid Eclipse, most people use it.”

She had told him not to ask, but it was pressing in his mind.

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Rikki was playing a dangerous game. Nikolai wouldn’t usually resist the urge to play with him, but they’d invited someone along. The small touches had a way of sending their stomach plummeting. And god the hair, Nikolai’s weakness. There was no way Rikki hadn’t noticed the way their breath caught with each twirl.
“I’m trying to drive,”
They grumbled, though not really minding the attention.

As soon as they pulled up, Rikki pulled off like he’d never been touching Nikolai in the first place. Disappointing. Even more so was Rikki’s rejection of driving. Oh well, they’d have plenty of time to touch Auguste later.

Speak of the devil. Nikolai let out a low whistle. Eyes danced over Auguste’s muscles. They’d never been the type to care about staring, especially when they couldn’t help it. “I didn’t think you could get any hotter,” the music finally got turned down, but only by a couple counts.

Nikolai let the men switch spots before speaking,
“Rikki, this is Auguste. Auguste, meet Rikki.”
Okay, now they just had to get to the party without bloodshed.
“Hold on tight, I like him better when he doesn’t shatter my windshield.”
Which, yes, had happened before.

The Porsche peeled out of the woods, somehow faster than it came in. It was probably for the best no one was in the trunk. Somehow, they were running early. How’d that always happen? Oh well, Gay Dad couldn’t mind an early start, right? Okay, Nikolai knew both hands on the wheel was important, but one hand on a thigh couldn’t hurt. Someone’s thigh. Did it matter who’s? Hopefully Rikki’s to get back at him for earlier. They let the hand slowly rise over the course of the ride. It has to be Rikki, they were sure Auguste wouldn’t let them get that far yet.

The car ride was over about 5 minutes before the GPS said it should be, but probably 5 minutes after Rikki thought it should be.
“Thank you for not killing him,”
Nikolai gave him a light punch in the arm before turning off the car.
“I owe you.”
Oh sweet silence. They hated that. They’d grown so used to deafening music every night, how did people deal with anything else.

The three weren’t the first to arrive, but it certainly wasn’t a party yet. Damn. That’s what happens when GPS timers are off.
“Damn I’m the only one dressed up!”
Though anticipated, it was still disappointing. Half of this group didn’t know how to live it up. Foxtrot and Ripley. What a duo. Oh and a couple foxes! Beautiful creatures. Nikolai didn’t hesitate to get out of the car and give their heads some little scritches.

“I take it neither of you knocked,”
Yeah, that was to be expected. Shy people needed to learn how to get things done. Nikolai drummed a few hard knocks on the door. There was a chance it wasn’t even locked, but manners matter!











































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She was not a demon. HOW DARE HE. She narrowed her eyes but she kept quiet and let it go. Wondered how often he encountered demons in his house. Maybe he should get that checked out. "Hi Leon. Thank you for having me inside your humble abode. A-b-o-d-e. Look I can spell it. Im smart." A grin splitting across her features, waving off the forceful entry. What was she supposed to do? Knock? Thats BORING.

She glanced at the wall panels. "Yes so glad you decided to take a tree and cut it down to give your walls life." A bitter comment in return to him. She liked her trees in forests not walls. Much less her beautiful mahogany trees. "The walls are angry with you. They whisper secrets to me." Maybe they did maybe they did. Glancing at the walls and humming with a nod.

"They do they do and they are upset. Dont like the curtains color or fabric. Its drab they say." Then he was saying something about her outfit, her gaze drifting down to the golden fabric strung over her body. Forgot she was wearing it for a moment. "Guess I do look like Aphrodite huh. You can thank Fae, our beloved fashion designer. At least I look nice because Aphrodite is the goddess of beauty so therefore im pretty. AWE YOU ADMITTED IM PRETTY! Also if you dont like it you can look away or I can claw your eyes out for you if you wish." Smoothing out the fabric of her dress and crossing her ankles. That was a very swift change in topic.

She was dragging Leon along because as much as she loved Roxanne and Mari she didnt want to be the only one to look after them. Or herself for that matter. Plus she wouldnt admit it but she enjoyed his company even if he was slightly annoying. "T-r-e-s-p-a-s-s- I dont know the rest." Quickly unfolding and raising her hand to punch him before offered chicken. Docile once again she returned to the couch and blinked. "You better. I have a good memory." LIES. When she got drunk she didnt remember shit.

The male then disappeared for a moment and Eclipse went to nose around his house, finding her way to the kitchen and getting a glass of water. Making herself at home before he came back out. A sip of her water, and tipped her head up at the only change in the outfit, a jacket. Was it going to rain? Should she grab a jacket? She contemplated on it for a brief second before deciding against it. She liked weather.

"I really couldnt. Trees are horrid to climb on with heels. And your carpet is also very thankful." She was now standing up and making her way back to the kitchen, washing the beautiful glass cup and then setting in on a drying rack. "I know what a front door is Leon, but it was locked." And like any normal person they would knock but ECLIPSE WASNT NORMAL. Normal was boring.

"And im afraid of nothing. Should have just kicked your door down." Eclipse grumbled. And then he asked the forbidden question. She would not tell. "Ah ah ah love," A finger pressed to his lips before moving to the door again. "I told you I would not tell. I see right through you." She unlocked the front door after a bit of trouble and cursing out the door. "I will SMITE you. You piece of lump!" She hissed before yanking it open.

After she stepped outside a smile was back on her face and she ran down the porch over to her two friends. "I crawled up the wall which was pretty fun," She then told them about what she did as she grabbed her purse and strapped her heels back on. "And thats it! Also this is Leon one of the friends I made while you were out of town Roxanne!" She gestured to the two of them before spinning in a circle.

"Leon this is Roxanne and Mari! My other friends. And yes I have friends besides your boring ass self." She giggled before starting to walk again, heels clicking on pavement. "Oh and Leon going to need your help designing this one tattoo someone wants. They want this building on their back left shoulder and I can not for the life of me figure out how to draw it." It was not uncommon for her to ask for help on those sort of things.

Hopefully tonight went well, hoping her two separate friends got along. She met Leon while Roxanne was out of town and has kind of just been pestering him since.





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Damien had spent the majority of the past two weeks staring at the ceiling. He couldn’t even bring himself to work out half the time. Pathetic. The only thing getting him up and out was King. What a good boy. Speaking of the good boy, he was going crazy right now. It was a new place, of course he’d been on edge, but this was a little much.
“King. Relax.”
That wasn’t as commanding as it should’ve been.

Thud!

Maybe the dog wasn’t crazy. Yeah, he wasn’t crazy, that was a woman’s voice. Well, time to grab the baseball bat. His left swing wasn’t great, but it would probably be enough. Come on, getting out of bed isn’t that hard. On three.

One.

Two.

Three.

And up! Hardest part was over. There’s the baseball bat. The door was already open so he couldn’t burst out dramatically, but he probably looked so bad that it would have the same effect.

“Who the fuck-“


Damien lowered the baseball bat. Masako. King was thrilled. Slobber coated the floor around him. Suck up! Why couldn’t he just be a good guard dog?

“Can I help you?”
A party. No. Absolutely not. There was no way he was going to some party filled halfway with people he didn’t know and the other half people hadn’t seen for years.
“They don’t want to see me.”


Damien’s relations with people weren’t usually positive. He’d mess things up one way or another.
“Take King with you.”
The dog would probably love to go see everyone. Little people pleaser. He’d probably get some scraps too. What else could a dog want.











































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Auguste

Auguste was sitting with the blond on his lap and it was… uncomfortable. Auguste was uncomfortable. Nikolai introduced the two. Rikki was his name. Great. He wanted his birds back please, this music was insufferably loud.

Nikolai turned the music down. Wonderful. He slowly wrapped his arms around Rikki at Nikolai’s request to hold on tight. Very slowly. Pretty sure Rikki was going to kick him for that. Or do something equally unpleasant. But he didn’t want to pay for Nikolai’s windshield if it broke, he was barely getting by as it was.

The driver had his hand on Rikki’s thigh. They were a couple then? Auguste was starting to regret what he’d gotten himself into. He was fairly monogamous by nature, and also he just didn’t really want to get in between these two. Especially with the way Rikki had been glaring at him earlier at the child of Aphrodite’s open ogling. Was Rikki monogamous too then? Interesting how Nikolai invited him along then. Or that Nikolai was dating Rikki. He assumed they weren’t exclusive, but if they were… even worse to get wrapped up in that nonsense.

He let Rikki get out first obviously, releasing him as soon as the door opened. Even earlier, to be perfectly frank. And he slowly and carefully extracted himself from the car, trying to not hit his head against anything as he rose.

He was trying at least to be a bit more graceful than he usually was.

Rikki being thanked for not killing him was… something that Auguste learned. That wasn’t good. He didn’t like that. He wanted to go back home, please. That was the worst car ride he’d ever done.

He continued following after Nikolai, trying to not hunch over at being around other people. He looked over the others. The giant wasn’t confronted with people his size very often. It made him feel better, to be perfectly honest. A lot of shit went down in his childhood. He had found that he was, in general, not very reliable to keep the peace of situations when he was too overwhelmed.

Therefore, he didn’t really attend overwhelming situations - like giant house parties - in the fear that he’d get overwhelmed and start attacking everyone on sight.

It was awful, and rather isolating. But it’s what he had to do.

Nikolai being there made him feel a little better about the whole situation. Maybe the guy could just like… sit on him or something. Stop him from flailing about. At the very least, it had led to his acceptance of the invitation - the security that he wouldn’t make a big mess of the place.

In any case, he followed silently, not really acknowledging anyone as he closed the car door and slowly followed his “friend.”
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Son of Zeus



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Rikki was not happy about this in the slightest. He wanted to grab the wheel and yank it off into a tree to end this horrible trip. And then Auguste had the audacity to ignore his instruction and hold on. Death. Death to both of them. Rikki was absolutely fuming as his body tensed up, repulsed by the arms that wrapped around him. That craving of death was about to get far more plausible as Rikki was getting more pissed off by the second. Every second that Auguste held on would be an hour of torture, yes. He would surely pay for this, Rikki did not like being touched-

The furious thoughts paused as a new presence was situated on his thigh. Rikki glanced down to see Nikolai's hand resting on him. Okay, maybe some touch was fine. Still not Auguste's horrid grip, how every bump and turn sent him closer against the forest man. But Nikolai at least managed to subdue the immediate threat of murder, as Rikki kept drifting back from the force of the car, the hand made its way up.

Rikki was far more composed than Nikolai had been, that didn't mean it wasn't doing anything to him though. The lightning bearer was just better at hiding such things. Still tensed to high-heavens, the blond did sit quite well-behaved for the short trip. No one was killed. How wonderful.

Hearing a thank you for not killing Auguste was nothing, but the next words out of Nikolai's mouth caught Rikki's attention enough so that he wasn't already clambering out of the behicle.

"I owe you."

Dangerous words to say to Rikki, he kept to those types of promises.
"I'll hold you to it."
Rikki gave in turn before finally getting to free himself of his nightmares. Immediately moving to Nikolai's side of the car to stand by his friend rather than staying out by Auguste for his own retreat from the car. Nikolai was now a human shield between Rikki and the hermit. If Auguste hung to the left, Rikki would be towards the right. Further back and Rikki would trail a bit ahead.

Getting to the door made trouble for that though, as the big guy had a tendency to stay behind, there was no way for Rikki to be in front. Someone better let them in fast, Rikki wanted to fuck off somewhere and only return to public view after getting thoroughly trashed. Yes, a good plan there. Bumping against Nikolai to still keep as close as possible. Really it was no wonder Auguste thought they might be dating, but that would likely be cleared up with more guest arrivals. Neither would stick to each other throughout the entirety. Not to mention Nikolai's clear interest in Auguste would have her clearing up that misunderstanding themself probably.


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Jackson tapped his foot as he waited for the brownies to cool. Julian had wandered off like he did in their house. He probably wasn’t causing any damage. Probably. Whatever it didn’t matter, as long as he didn’t set the house on fire. Knock on cement right? Or maybe it was granite. Better hit both just to be safe.

Impatience was a horrible vice. One of which Jackson possessed. They’d never taken any science classes other than biology, but conduction couldn’t take that long. It had been three minutes, they were fine to cut into. Knives weren’t a house favorite, even the butter knives were child safe. It took a little extra force to get through the crispy outside. Oops, 76th reminder that 20 minutes is ample time and 25 minutes “just to be safe” is unnecessary.

Victory! Oh no that’s gooey. That’s not a straight line. Oh gods, who knew cutting brownies straight from the oven was so hard? If only every brownie recipe warned about this! Well, weed is weed, they’d be grateful anyway.

Jackson haphazardly folded the tin foil around the tray. As long as it stayed on for the drive it was good enough. “Okay are you ready?” His hands were full of brownie tray now. What a shame, what if he needed them for some fun, wack activity?

The first thing he noticed in the living room was the sad lightning bolt.
“What happened to the beard?”
Not enough hair? Unfortunate. Some things couldn’t be helped.
“You could have at least made it yellow.”


Realistically, they probably weren’t that late, but Jacks could tell everyone was having fun without them. A real tragedy. They couldn’t bear the thought of missing it.
”Okay I’ll trade you the pan for the keys,”
One more try couldn’t hurt.
”Don’t drop them.”
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Roxanne



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Rox appreciated the compliment. It was nice to hear someone gorgeous tell you how nice you looked as well. It was easy to think LA might have changed them, that’s how it usually went, but they really wanted some of that Grandma Mimi wine right now. Somehow, Roxie was sure Eclipse didn’t need to be told that leftovers were contained in the fridge. She’d figure it out.

Mari’s doorbell was alluring. It was a simple ding, but oh so seductive,
“Oh if I were fingering the doorbell I’d do it like-“
No time to finish that horrid thought.
“MARI!!!!”
She met them with a massive bear hug. The aggression was completely lost on her.
“I haven’t seen you in sooooooooooooooooooooo long! Look at you!”
She squished Mari’s face in her hands, inspecting it real closely.
“Did you get a new eyelash? It looks good on you!”


After an eternity, Roxanne released the poor reptile owner’s face. They hadn’t been aware of the new detour, but there was no complaint. To the next house! Oh, now she was a humble bag hook.
“I’ll protect her with my life,”
Purse guard til the end!

However, Rox was for sure not drunk enough to climb a house. This was interesting though. Was that a- Sorry Fae! Looking away now. At anything but Eclipse. Pinky promise! It took them a bit to realize their friend had vanished. What if she never came back? This poor purse was an orphan now. Don’t worry, Rox Angel is here to protect you with her awesome guitar skills and riot grrrl lyrics.

She spent far to long thinking of the life she’d provide this poor, poor purse before Eclipse returned. Oh thank gods, she was not ready to be a mother.

This new guy looked fine, but this was the kind of change Roxanne was worried about. Nothing would be like it had been. She’d be replaced. Regardless, they waved to the new presence. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. And they were off once again. Hopefully to the party this time and with 100% less trees.











































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Julian













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Party Time











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Jackson's House -> Road











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Jackson











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Julian only looked up when he was spoken to, eyes on Jackson in their usual bland demeanor. How rude, seemed his costume wasn't appreciated.
"Lightning's not yellow."
He countered ever so intelligently. I mean, he was right. Lightning is just made out of light. Rainbow physics and such. Point was, it was mainly white with many colors that may tinge it based on the enviornment. And even white is a debate as that is just how it is perceived to the eye. It was electricity and gave off light. Some kind of science, he watched a lot of dumb videos.

Slowly, he pried himself off the couch to meet Jackson. Those brownies looked hideous. But... They'd still get the job done so who was he to complain? How many people would be eating these in the first place anyway? Actually.... Who knew. Were these even advertised at pot brownies to people? That sounded pretty funny, he hoped not. A horrible thought really, but Julian wasn't exactly the nicest person.

Distracted by his own evil ideas he moved towards the door, completely bypassing Jackson's horrid plea for the keys. He hadn't heard it, but with Julian, you never really knew if he was ignoring you or just missed it. Added to his charm.

A beeline for the driver's seat, thankfully not having to adjust anything. Then, he laid his hand on the horn as he stared at Jackson's form with the brownies. Their friendship really made sense at times like this, Julian could be just as much as a menace. Just blaring the horn, waiting for Jackson to get in and buckled. He was not releasing it until then, and struggling in with the tin of brownies probably didn't help to speed up the process.

It also made it completely impossible to hear anything Jackson said though. Which was why the second that seatbelt did click and the noise was dismissed, he took off without a care if he was spoken to. One hand on the wheel, the other chilling out the window. Again, not helping his hearing with the wind. But it wasn't like this was a secret, and Jackson was loud. The little green man just needed to raise their voice a little bit for any mindless chitchat.


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ARCHITECTURE PURR











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Costumes Suck











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Outside !!











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Eclipse + Roxanne + Mari











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“Yes, so glad you decided to take a tree and cut it down to give your walls life."

Leon had to control an eye roll. Being careful not to show an attitude, he instead kept a calm, coy smile. Eclipse and her fucking trees. They could whisper all they wanted, his house looked nice.

“--Don’t like the curtains color or fabric. Its drab they say."

The smile died instantly.

“It is not drab.” The usually collected Leon had sprung into quick defense. He was trying to act relaxed about the comment but there was a struggle. This was okay. He could handle such a remark. He was grown. Leon knew his house was pretty. Leon told his house it was pretty.

“What do trees know about drab?” Nevermind. Son of Sekhmet was not pleased. “Periwinkle blue is not drab. Please inform that to the tacky trees.” A rather flamboyant argument to have, the enthrallment of his interior design.

Eclipse accepted the Aphrodite comment, followed by a snippy threat to claw his eyes out. The faint smile returned.

“Eclipse.” He called for her attention. “Go to therapy.” Leon was accustomed to this behaviour by now, couldn’t deny it took him off guard in their first interaction.

The promise did save him a punch, Eclipse quick to back down at the offer of Chicken. A good memory? He couldn’t say he agreed with that claim. Leon didn’t bicker, deciding to let the woman win. She almost got through the entire word ‘trespassing’ so he supposed he could relent once.

While getting a coat, Leon knew for a damn fact he heard her shuffling around in the house. Nosey. Confirmed on his return to find her happily sipping water.

“Comfortable?” Leon felt like a housewife, and this was the horrid husband coming back to ruin everything. She was nice enough to wash the cup, much appreciated. Order restored. Happy housewife Leon.

"I know what a front door is, but it was locked."

That made him pause, interest caught. Sometimes the attention to detail was a curse, yet sometimes, for shit like this, it was a blessing.

“How do you know if it was locked?” He slowly turned to look over at her. “...” Spider creep. “Did you try opening it?” Now he was definitely going to keep everything bolted shut. “Why not knock?”

“Eclipse.” He’d found his conclusion. “I’m starting to think you didn’t even try the door. I am disappointed.”

A finger against his lips successfully shushed the male, along with any other questions. Leon was never quite sure how to react to physical touch, unsure if he liked it or not. At least it was good for making him quiet. The inquiry would have to be pursued at a later time. Maybe he’d ask when she was drunk.

The aforementioned entry was now being threatened by the daughter of Artemis. A visible wince came to his expression upon seeing the ill treatment.

“It doesn’t bite. You just open it.”

"I will SMITE you. You piece of lump!"

She wanted to kill the door. The beautiful French panelled doorway was certainly not a LUMP. Leon stood patiently, internally dying, hands in pockets as he watched her struggle.

“Eclipse, my love,” Reciprocation for what she had called him earlier. “Do you live in a cave?” He asked innocently.

She managed to get outside without smashing anything, then Leon was introduced to the pair. He returned the same little wave to Roxanne, then one for Mari. Communication is key. Success.

“-yes I have friends besides your boring ass self."

“I didn’t know we were friends.” Leon followed along, beginning their move towards the party. “I want a friendship bracelet.”

Eclipse made mention of a tattoo design, something with a building. Excitement simmered, no time for making annoying remarks.

“I can help.” He was trying to act reserved, yet was soon speeding up to hound for answers. “What kind of building? What era? Victorian? Greek?” Leon liked his architecture. “I can show you Corinthian, or maybe Ionic. The capitals of a pillar are always the most important, yet volutes can draw too much attention, you agree, right?”

What the fuck did any of that mean.

Attention was parted from Eclipse to look over at the Roxanne and Mari.

“Did she break into your homes as well?” Spider creep must have been busy, pulling together this little group for her night of drinking. Ah, Leon had almost forgotten this was for a party and alcohol. He dreaded to think if he’d have to monitor all three of them. That would be a lot of work.


 















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Today was the day. He decided to throw a last minute party and that meant last minute meals and drinks. "MIMI CAN YOU MAKE SOME WINE?" He shouted out, accent heavy.

"SURE THING LET ME GET STARTED! I MAKE ONLY THE BEST!" A reply! AND FOLLOWING THE ACCENT! Where the fuck was he from? No one knew! He just appeared one day and never left. By thte time he had thrown most food in the oven and was cleaning up he heard little scampering paws.

Oh. Hell. No. "AAhHhHh." He leaped up on the counter, most of the time is was an act. For shits and giggles. By the time the dog had rounded the corner it wasnt big. It was a tiny little squat bean that hardly passed as a dog and not a devil. When they say the bar is low you are practically limboing in hell it applied to dogs too. King Gao was a devil. Or demon. OR BOTH!

The dog spotted him and he SWORE TO THE GODS ITS EYES TURNED RED. ALRIGHT GET IT OUT OF HERE. NORMALLY THIS DOG HAD WARMED UP TO HIM AND WAS FINE BUT RIGHT NOW IT DIDNT SEEM LIKE IT. Gao scampered across the floor with his devil claws and devil snub teeth leaping up off the ground trying to get Gay Dads feet. Only being able to get like 3 inches off the ground. Haha take that.

"No ankles for you today Gao." A growl from the dog as he swung himself back down and picked up the dog. If that was almost anyone else it would have been death. THEN CAME HONEY BOO BOO THE SWEETEST FAT CAT EVER. Ok maybe it was all fur but she was pretty chunky too. He reached down and patted the top of her head and heard a purr. "Aww sweet girl. This is what you need to be like tonight Gao. No being mean to our guests or your grump gremlin ass can sit outside." He chided before setting the dog down and returning to his duties.

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It was much later in the night and some people were starting to show up, a smile on his face as he greeted each new comer to the door when he heard another knock. Hopefully it was the life to the party. He pulled open the door, his smiling growing impossibly brighter. Eyes crinkling into smile lines almost easy to overlook the wrinkles. "Finally some life! Nikolai you have full music control. And help yourselves to the food and wine. There is a little bit for everyone. No certain time to leave and if you wanna crash you can." He waved them in and to the kitchen.

"Like seriously help yourselves and get wasted. Watch out for King Gao and if you want to hang with Honey Boo Boo she is in the living room laying onto of like 4 people. Anyways- Enjoy! Come find me or Mimi if you need anything!" He waved them off before turning around and doing his rounds.

OK EVERYONE BE READY TO PARTY FOR REAL NOW! GET WASTED AND HAVE FUN! THATS WHAT YOU CAME HERE FOR. DO THINGS YOU MIGHT REGRET YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE! NOW GO GO GO!!





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