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[oceanbreasts]

[ The video starts up in Alpha House, and behind Roxy's head there's all sorts of streamers hanging from wherever she could get the damn things to hang. And she's grinning so, so much. ]

So most of you aren't aware, but today is the birthday of my best damn friend in this entire world and beyond, miiiiiiss Janey Crocker! So I'm throwing her a party!

[ She would have enlisted Dirk's help but his give-a-fuck-ometer seems to have broken. ]

So if you know her, or me, or Dirk, or just wanna show up and grab some free cake, come on over to number 6 in Coral Corral for a bitchin' ass time!

[ BLIP ]



((ooc; feel free to use this post for party action threads, too!))

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[crackpotcrocker]

Oh be quiet!


.... Wait! Someone else has my last name?!

[symmetrophile]

[Why couldn't it have been number 8 at the Coral Corral? LE SIGH.

It takes some time for him to procure the necessary things for his visit, but at some point, a likely unfamiliar young man, remarkable only for his golden eyes, sallow skin, and the three white stripes running horizontally along only one side of a head of dark hair, approaches.

He's dressed in a smart suit. Black, with a red shirt, black bolo tie clasped at his throat by a silver skull.

He also has come bearing a bouquet of eight very nearly identical red and white roses. Of course, Death the Kid knows he has reached the right table when he recognizes Roxy, and the grim reaper lets slip his regal stoicism long enough to give her a briefly sly smile.]

I apologize for running late, but I have a gift for your friend.

[...no, he does not mean the flowers are for dirk shut up]

[oceanbreasts]

Kid!

[ Aw look at y--is that a bolo tie. Oh, Kid.

She's going to step forward and pull him into a hug anyway, smooshing him against her (being careful of the flowers!) for a moment before she steps back. ]

You're just in time! Come on in.

[ She'll just lean in and whisper, almost conspiratorially-- ]

Dirk's hangin' out in the garage.

[ And then there's an exaggerated wink before she takes the flowers from him. ]

I'll go put these in a vase. Make yourself at home!

[ Roxy no don't tell him that. ]

[oceanbreasts]

If your last name is Crocker then... yes.

[symmetrophile]

[Hey, bolo ties are cool. He even wears suspenders. He is the coolest old-young guy in paradox space. He is also stunned by being hugged.

...

He is also flushing very briefly with a surge of annoyance at the mere mention of Dirk's name, but he is just as quick to school his expression to its former dignified sobriety.]

Compliments of the Host Club, with our wishes for a happy birthday.

[He goes to follow her, and doesn't get far before his fingers wander, compulsively swapping the place settings so that the knives are all facing inside, and are lined up parallel with the forks on the other.

..Why would he care about where the hell Dirk is?!

....Maybe he should make sure he's not up to something dreadful again.

.......Maybe he should check right now--NO, FOCUS.]

[oceanbreasts]

[ She knows blackrom when she sees it, Kid, and you may as well be doodling yours and Dirk's names with little spades surrounding them in notebooks. ]

You're workin' at the Host Club? That's adorable.

[ Too precious. ]

I've got myself a gig with the maid cafe, whenever that decides to open its doors.

[ Unless it has already and she's just been missing work. Entirely possible. ]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Cue maniacal laughter and lots of eye twitching. Oh multiverse. Just when Crocker thought you couldn't surpise the man at all. After all magic is really not a big surpise. Also take the insane laughing as a 'yes' After all Crocker isn't a very common name what are the odds? Very slim. If you're not family and there's no Jane Crocker where Denzel comes from.

Following by a long deep groan]

Yes, it is.
This place just hates me.

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[shippingmath]

[Walking the few feet from the garage to the house was apparently too much effort for Dirk to do, considering that he just used his SFC to respond to Roxy's post. He barely even spares the time to glance at the screen as he flips it on.]

Did you seriously just invite everyone we know?

Whatever. Just don't let them come out here.

[Yeah, that give-a-fuck-ometer is not working at all.

And he'll be staying out in the garage even once the party starts, working on his robots and ignoring anything going on in the house. People are free to wander out and talk to him... but Dirk's not about to make them feel welcome.]

[symmetrophile]

[He's not even human. Of course all his relationships would end up a little... unconventional. Dirk fills an interesting, if BIG, hole in his life in Vatheon, but ew gross not like that.]

Why is that... adorable?

[Maid cafe?]

Oh, then, when it opens, I'll be sure to visit.

[Death City had one of those, and it actually is something of a nostalgic reminder.]

[oceanbreasts]

[ wagging a finger at the screen ]

Yes. And just FYI you'll at least make an appearance to wish her a happy birthday, or I'm coming in there and dragging you out myself. I don't I have the patience for this "I don't give a fuck" bullshit you've got goin' on lately. You had a hand in making Janey's 16th a disaster once and I'm not letting you do it again.

[ DEEP BREATH. ]

Did you at least get her a gift before your empathy meter broke.

[oceanbreasts]

Dunno, really. You're just... you, and I think the image of you trying to engage chicks in conversation that makes them feel special about who they are is really precious 'cause it's gonna be so unconventional. Don't really peg you for a flirting type.

[ She's just sort of wandering toward the kitchen while she talks so she can look for a vase. ]

It's supposed to open officially soon, I think. We had a test run back during Valentine's Day.

[shippingmath]

Whatever. [That's probably a yes, but it's also probably going to get him yelled at. Unfortunately, he doesn't give a fuck, as Roxy has so adroitly observed.]

I had a present months ago, RL. What the hell did you expect?