A SAVAGE LAND FOR A SAVAGE NIGHT

[professorlionface]

WHO: EVERYONE OF ALL AGES
WHERE: The Xavier Institute
WHEN: June 15th, early evening to all night long!
WARNINGS: Who knows! Language is likely, violence is possible, dancing is mandatory.
SUMMARY: prom night prom night gotta get down on prom night
FORMAT: MINGLE

As you enter through the doors of the Danger Room, the sound of cicadas chirping clues you into your arrival to a tropical paradise. Red and orange lights show a room transformed, vines all along the walls and trees that seem to reach the beyond the ceiling. There's no doubt now, you're deep in the heart of the jungle. You can almost feel the heat of a distant volcano, the humidity wafting in from a river just outside, but that's only your imagination. Luckily, someone had the foresight to bring an exterminator into this jungle beforehand, as there isn't a bug in sight.

Fierce papier mache dinosaurs look down on your throughout the room, some perhaps planning their next meal, others regarding the intruders to their home with something not unlike fear. From the stage, the gleaming jaws of a downed Tyrannosaurus look on at the partiers, hungry even in its taxidermied stated.

But there's one ornament that stands above them all: the mirrored surface of what appears to be a pterodactyl man, reflecting the lights all across the room in ways most disco balls only wish they could.

Welcome to the Savage Land. Hope you survive the experience!

quick links!
DANCE FLOOR
REFRESHMENTS
SIDELINES
OUTSIDE

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SIDELINES

[professorlionface]

[Let the wallflower in you out! Maybe that special someone will ask you to dance?]

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[themisfit]

[ Kurt's not really wallflowering or anything. He's chatty and congenial, dressed in red and white, casting his gaze around the room every so often. He's on the lookout for trouble-makers, because that's one of his jobs at the moment.

Funny how the tables turn in life, hm?

Of course, he's also making it a point to greet and speak with those that he knows, to try and have fun... Shouldn't be too hard. It's a party. ]

[symmachy]

[This year's theme was... interesting. She wasn't quite sure what the Savage Land was, exactly, but the ambiance was certainly refreshing. Dressed in her customary white, she spots Kurt across the room and veers her way across the dance floor towards him. It's a bit difficult to get around the students, but most of them move out of her way quickly enough.

She steps up beside him, smiling.]

Anything exciting happen yet?

[invoking]

[ He can feel whatever crumbling bits of dignity he has left slip from his grasp when Kurt greets him. He knows prom's invitation extended to everyone, but he still can't help feel silly that age twenty-five he's once again found himself in a school.

He can hear Elliot's piercing voice in the back of his head lecturing him about his severe lack of shame. ]

Ah... good evening.

[wisecracked]

[Kenzi's been wandering around since not long after arriving. Her dress is stylish, fits her form perfectly and is a bit flashy so she's not hard to miss, but then again neither is Kurt. Kenzi love anyone that looks a little (or a lot) strange and is more than happy to chat up Kurt for a little bit; which is what she's coming over to do. Maybe even be a bit of a distraction way from the trouble makers. Who knows with her.]

And here I thought Hank was the only blueby in the City.

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[radiantly]

[Somebody has to play chaperone, and as acting headmistress, Angelica is a shoo in for the part. She's found a nice spot in the corner with a decent vantage point for the dance floor, poised and ready to swoop in at a moment's notice should any of that dancing get out of hand. She's also got her communicator on her, though, so she's not paying 100% attention to the goings-on around her.]

[superspeeds]

[She should really be more attentive. Especially considering she's got a husband with not only superspeed, but a terrible sense of humor. Like... Truly terrible. Pietro didn't really know what to do with the theme, so he's wearing a green tie covered in fake foliage with his otherwise super boring, but well-tailored suit. He's hunting around for punch when he spots Angelica (he'd lost track of her in the flurry of decorating, and arranging everything within the Danger Room).

In immediate retrospect, it probably wasn't a good idea to dash up to someone with two almost full glasses of punch no matter how well-intentioned the gesture was.]

[allbloodyhail]

[Spike is wearing his usual fare. Dark pants, dark belt, a dark shirt. But there's a ~plum~ colored silk shirt on under his duster, buttoned up so only a bit of the blackish shirt beneath shows through. This is how Spike does fancy.

He had come here just to see if he could get a glimpse of Zee, like the massive creeper that he was. But in the meanwhile, he was drinking along the perimeter, staying out of everyone's way and getting progressively more trashed on the Institute's dime.

While he had never actually spoken to Angelica, he had a vague idea of who she was. On a whim, he starts his approach, finishing off his drink and dumping it before he gets to her.]

This your little shindig? [He asks once he's close enough to be heard over the music, though he doesn't want to shout.] You really do this every year?

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[topslug]

[ She's not here with anyone, so she's mostly enjoying the freedom that affords her, moving around in a flutter of off-white chiffon as she examines some of the decor. She's never actually been to prom before, so the effort that's gone into the ambiance is actually quite impressive, at least from her point of view.

What this means is while she isn't dancing, she's either casually socializing or poking at the scenery thoughtfully, like she half-expects it to bite back. ]

[themisfit]

Do not worry. It is a combination of holographic technology and some severely talented art students. [ The decor, he means. It doesn't bite. ]

My favorite is the disco-Sauron. Truly a marvel of our age.

open to all!

[swordedpast]

[ Volunteering to chaperone might not have been the best idea. At least, that's what Archer's thinking now, as he stands off to the side of the dance floor and simply watches the people on it.

Surprisingly, he doesn't look too awkward, though. It might be because he's dressed well for the occasion, in a fine suit and with his hair neatly styled for once...so his aloofness comes across as handsome brooding rather than unsociable awkwardness.

He might be pleased if only he realized that. ]

[gandere]

Archer, I want to go home already.

[ Rin, on the other hand, doesn't do well when she's surrounded by several individuals and it shows. While she might have initially wanted to be the center of attention, the realization her dress doesn't make her stand out as much bored her to tears. Now she's just another pretty face stuck with a group of friends and that just won't do for her.

What does do it for her?

Complaining gratuitously to her Servant. ]

[professorlionface]

[Hank, for one, can appreciate the look he's working tonight, so when he notices it, he saunters over to pay his respects.]

Well, it seems someone cleaned up rather well for the occasion.

[promised_victory]

You seem to be enjoying yourself.

[It's Saber, in a dress with sandals and her hair down, a plate of food from the refreshment table in one hand. She's relatively at ease tonight, though her eyes keep scanning the crowd to pick out Shirou and Rin like a hawk.]

As much as you are able, at least.

Re: SIDELINES

[adventureboner]

((Jake is CONSTANTLY being escorted by his "date," whom he actually hates. YES, a dark brown, robotic rabbit stands at his side, donning a pair of triangular shades and hat symbol on its chest. It almost never leaves Jake's side (though he could probably ask it to go away, but...), and anyone who dares approach him will be threatened with a kitchen knife.

Jake looks okay. He tried to do his hair like Bruce Wayne in Batman Begins, but it's all fallen apart by now from anxious scratching and poor preparation. He's rolled up the sleeves of his forest green tuxedo already, probably not the best care for a jacket, but he couldn't handle it. The ends of his tailcoat reach down as far well past his white shorts, and he even took care to wear green shoes that matched!! And finally, because he thought they were hardcore, a pair of green fingerless gloves. Okay, but if you don't trust a little descriptive prose, just add a forest green tailcoat over top and you've got it.

He still doesn't feeling 100% like himself, probably worse because who he planned to ask couldn't be there. He just stands around awkwardly. Maybe eventually he'll spot someone he knows?))

[culver]

[So far, prom hadn't been... awful. Actually, it had sort of been enjoyable. It was nice to see people she knew, even if there were a lot of faces absent. She'd eaten some dessert, drank some punch, danced a little, and laughed at the fake dinosaurs decorating the danger room. Okay, so some of them were fierce looking, but knowing they weren't real took away some of the magic.

Nill spots Jake across the room and doesn't see the rabbit until it's too late and there is a knife brandished at her. This... doesn't seem like it's okay for a dance, but she raises her hands in defense anyway, wings flared behind her. She gives Jake a very, very confused and pointed look.]

[glowsferatu]

[ kanaya spots him lurking in the corner and can't help meddling. no unhappy faces, jake, this is supposed to be a pleasant night! but then she sees his escort and, well, she might frown too. ]

I thought you might've eaten that thing already.

[ but no sooner does she say it then she has to back away from the knife. ] Oh.

[soulbonder]

[Maybe somebody he knows will spot him instead, and walk over to him. And just kind of narrow eyes at the robotic bunny with the knife.] I wasn't aware you were coming, Jake.

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[invoking]

[ To no one's surprise, Gil has stuck himself on the sidelines to simply survey everyone else and stay out of their way. As more time passes and prom carries on, he feels increasingly out of place surrounded by so many young students. Kenzi had asked him to come along with her and he has a very hard time turning down people, so here he is in all his wallflower glory. At least he dressed up nicely. Not even the faintest ash scent can be found on him. ]

[wisecracked]

[Since arriving it's hard to tell Kenzi was ever upset over anything just a few days ago. She's good about pushing down what's bothering her, ignoring it and having fun. Besides, Kang wouldn't want her to be upset over him going home, he was going back to family after all.

She's been around the floor a bit, dressed in a stylish dress that hugs her form just right and is a bit flashy.

She'd been trying to find her way back to Gil, to check up on him, but she kept getting distracted. But that's okay, she's here now.]

So, enjoying the party? [She knows the answer but feels the need to ask anyway.]

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[nitidus]

[Here stands Rose, a little awkwardly and a little miserably, as she watches this trainwreck unfold. She stands with her fists bunched in her dress and her back against the wall.

She wishes the punch was spiked. Ain't no one got the time for this. ]

TERRIBLY LATE AND OPEN

[prejudices]

[By some miracle, Darcy had been coerced into attending the prom by a particularly manipulative young woman known as Jessica who just happens to strike far too many familiar chords with Darcy. He has a terrible soft spot for his sister Georgiana, and Jessica reminds him of her in the vaguest sense.

Unfortunately, despite coming to the event with the best intentions of bringing himself out of his brooding and adjusting to this queer time period, he's managed to give himself enough bitterness to sulk over for months.

He's wiggled away from his escort for the moment and is now choosing to stand as close to the wall as possible, watching over the crowds with an incredibly unimpressed expression. He's practically radiating awkward, the poor guy is so very out of his element.]

Open!

[jupiterson]

[ Jason doesn't really do proms. In fact, he's never done one before, and even the dresscode had been kind of a mystery to him, so he's inappropriately wearing a jeans + tie combo along these kind of lines. Since everyone else seems to be in suits, he's self-consious as all get out, and he's hanging back from the dance floor. And all the couples out there are making him think of Piper.

Man, he shouldn't have even come.

He'll be hanging out near the wall, hands in the pockets of his jeans. He could be patrolling right now.

This sucks. ]

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[abaratian]

[ Candy's still new to this city, but what better way to get acquainted with it than by attending a dance? She had never gotten to attend her own school prom. Not that she would have attended her own.

But she attends this one. At the moment, she still doesn't know many people. Thus, she's keeping off to the side. Watch the crowds and grinning in her multi-colored dress. ]

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[kaibalite]

[Joining the array of wallflowers is one surly Kaito, not entirely overjoyed at being here. The white tux and offensively pink vest/shirt combo probably aren't helping him to blend, though.]