world one: hi! welcome to chili's!

[osuni]

WHO: baren, okuni, boose the moose, and all partygoers
WHERE: Koi Pond
WHEN: 2/02
WHAT: the twins decide to throw their birthday party two days after that date auction despite all the chaos and kidnappings going on, and also okuni is supposed to be grounded but they let her out for her birthday ig. now everyone is trapped in this bar and forced to mingle.
WARNINGS: there's nudity?? but not like explicit ig, otherwise none



Everyone has most definitely received a cursed invitation in the form of a.) baren reaching out to the Mori and Neutral-aligned residents of Montevallo and b.) Okuni nagging everyone in the Xian Le and associated with the Xian Le, but REGARDLESS OF WHICH ONE YOU GET it all boils down to someone having a party at the Koi Pond tonight.

And what a party it is.

Whether you're unfortunate enough to arrive right on time or you stroll on in to stare at your surroundings like that community.gif, you'll see that the Koi Pond is decked lavishly with balloons on the wall and streamers on the floor and bright lights just about everywhere so no introverts can escape. There are tables loaded with food free of motor oil and pickle juice, music being played by a real live band, a photographer who is making it his job to get very close and in your face at every opportune moment, and a group of dancers decked with strands of pearls and feather fans and nothing much else (this is a co-ed dance troupe, we're equal opportunity here)! They sure are distracting, but they're not even close to the main attraction, no --

The real highlight of this night is Boose the Moose, wearing a glittery paper crown and placidly stepping inside the bar with two figures riding astride on top of him. yeah. it's Baren and Okuni on top their loyal steed, waving their hands at their guests like this was all planned and an elaborate attempt to trap the entire town of Montevallo in one bar.

But before you try shooting them off the moose, take the time to try a piece from the gigantic birthday cake laying resplendent on the table that has the words HAPPY BAPPY TWINS inscribed on the top!!! Incredible! Amazing!! Feel free to have a taste -- each tier is a different flavor, and some tiers are more unfortunate than others.

Now that you've found yourself enclosed in a space with either people from your enemy faction or people from two factions on the outs with one another, please take the time to greet either of the Demon Twins of Montevallo, each holding two pairs of handcuffs in each hand and gazing expectantly towards you. That or mingle at will, because someone locked the doors and windows and slid two iron bars through the handles!!

Just give up and have a good time at this terrible party... Indulge in some icebreakers!
- a plastic jar filled with strips of paper with world-breaking questions such as: If you were trapped in a burning building and could only save one person, would it be your family or your lover? or If you had to pick someone to be the last person on earth with you, would you pick Wei Wuxian or Kano? or just variations of Fuck, Marry, or Kill with different names on each slip
- a human sized dartboard for people to stand in front of and get hit by plastic darts
- the handcuff icebreaker where okuni or baren just handcuff you to someone that you now have to spend time with

As the night comes to a close, Baren and Okuni will take pity on their guests by opening the doors, just in time to set off twenty two fireworks in rapid succession right outside the bar itself.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* HAPPY TWENTY-SECOND BAPPY TWINS!!! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Comments

[givethemhell]

[No??? No????? How the hell is he supposed to interpret that as "I'm listening" LAN WANGJI. He's too smitten for this, leaning back a little almost on reflex since the intensity of his stupid drunken stare is too much.]

—How are we supposed to hold a conversation like this, Lan Zhan? You aren't even saying anything. Say something, would you?

[PLEASE he is DYING. And yet he doesn't bother trying to take his own stupid hands back or moving away himself.]

[souheki]

[Lan Wangji, on the other hand, is having a great time. This is the best time he's had all night.

He's like | | this close to obediently just saying "something", but even "I'M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES" levels of drunk like he is, he knows that's not what Wei Wuxian means. So he thinks about it for a minute, then turns that super serious expression back on Wei Wuxian.]

You look very nice tonight.

[He shoulda just said "something"]

[givethemhell]

[Goddammit Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian just sighs, resisting the urge to faceplant into his chest because that would make things even WORSE.

He does reach up to squish Lan Wangji's cheeks between his hands, though.]

I'm not wearing anything different than usual. Actually, can you even see in this lighting? Your eyes haven't gone crossed from all the alcohol you've had yet?

[LET HIM JUST hold Lan Wangji's face in place so he can check his eyes to make sure they aren't crossed... There's no clearly platonic besotted staring happening here no sir.]

[souheki]

[Lan Wangji would say something along the lines of "yes, exactly", except he's utterly distracted by the face-holding!!! He blinks a few times, but settles obediently, letting Wei Wuxian inspect as he pleases.]

No. [His vision is fine!! Look how intently he's staring!!!!]

[givethemhell]

[This is terrible. THIS IS TERRIBLE AND STUPID but here he is, just holding onto Lan Wangji's face, probably having scooted over enough that he's at least half in his lap and intently staring right back. It's a good thing this booth is kind of tucked away and in the dark, or they'd have definitely been getting some attention by now. OKUNI'S PROBABLY CHEERING THEM ON FROM WHEREVER SHE IS, HIDING FROM LAN WANGJI'S DEATH STARES.]

—Are you sure? They look a little crossed to me.

[Maybe that's because he's leaning in so close, hm. How'd that happen??]

[souheki]

[Yeah he's

not listening

he's just staring]

[givethemhell]

[Hm. HM. Instead of being the sober and levelheaded person with the one braincell, he decides to drop his braincell on the dusty floor. He reaches forward and gently tugs on a stray strand of Lan Wangji's hair, and before he knows it, his fingers are winding through?? Wow, strange.]

Lan Zhan, you stopped talking again. Are you going to make me say everything? You're the one who put me here, you know. You should take a little responsibility.

[souheki]

[WEIRD, HOWEVER COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED.

If he were more himself, he would say--well, no. If he were more himself, they would never have ended up in this situation in the first place. It would've been the date auction all over again, with Lan Wangji lurking in the background and pretending not to stare jealously at Wei Wuxian breathing the same air as other people.

On the other hand, maybe he still is himself. In fact, maybe he's acting more like himself now than he ever does sober. Maybe this is just Lan Wangji without silly things like propriety and good sense to get in the way.

Not that it matters--his drunken brain isn't nearly coherent enough to work out philosophical puzzles like that. He's not really thinking much of anything, honestly, aside from how nice this is. He'd be pretty happy, he thinks, staying like this for, oh, maybe forever.

He's still not really listening to what Wei Wuxian is saying--or rather, he's listening, but it all seems terribly unimportant when he could just stare at Wei Wuxian's mouth instead. That's not weird, right? He doesn't really care even if it is. It's getting difficult to focus properly, though, and he leans closer without thinking about it, so that he can see better. Even if Wei Wuxian leans back, he'll just keep going until his forehead is pressed against Wei Wuxian's.

Except from this angle he can't actually see Wei Wuxian's mouth anymore. Hm. He'll figure that predicament out, just give him a second to close his eyes...





...and he's out again. G'night.]

[givethemhell]

[YEAH HE DOES BACK UP A LITTLE because he's the one who invades Lan Wangji's space! It isn't supposed to work the other way around!! But clearly his sputtering and leaning ain't doing any good, and he blinks a few rapid times when Lan Wangji's forehead rests against his own. They're close enough that he could turn his head just a little and their noses would bump together. If he leaned in any more than that, Lan Wangji's mouth would be right there and--

...

Did this fuckin guy just fall ASLEEP ON HIM, FOREHEAD TO FOREHEAD, in the dark corner of a bar.]

—Lan Zhan? Hey--

[He's quiet though, just gently prodding at his shoulder as if worried about actually waking him up. God THIS MAN. He can't help it - a flood of fondness fills his chest, warming him from the inside out. Possessed by the spirit of Valentine's Future, he grabs hold of Lan Wangji's cheeks and leans back again, this time just moving far enough away to be able to kiss his forehead.

Then it's time to do the fuckin stupid table tango to get untangled from Lan Wangji and lay him down carefully on this booth seat. Does he look cold?? Wei Wuxian can donate a nice jacket blanket to his unconscious body, too. And maybe he'll sit a little longer just to stroke his hair a little before Okuni kicks them both out of the bar for their pining crimes.]