A Night in West Egg

[professorlionface]

WHO: EVERYBODY OF ALL AGES
WHERE: The Xavier Institute
WHEN: The night of June 16th, all night!
WARNINGS: Who can really tell anymore? Probable language. Possible violence. Copious dancing.
SUMMARY: PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM PROM
FORMAT: OPEN

The guests into an auditorium transformed. Through the magic of papier mache, the room has been decked out like a speakeasy, the refreshments laid out on a very makeshift bar that will not stock alcohol as long as they can prevent it. The whole room is cast with a cool blue light, and a jazz band's been hired to take the stage for an hour before leaving the rest of the evening to the DJ.

It was time to get this party started.

quick-links!
DANCE FLOOR
REFRESHMENTS
SIDELINES
OUTSIDE

Comments

[fabricates]

[Or it's a sign that Vriska is horribly uneducated in the ways of dancing and John is taking advantage of it by teaching her really stupid dance moves. She's eyeing him pretty skeptically though as she follows the instruction.]

This feels stupid.

[dupable]

[ Well in his defense, he's dancing just as stupidly in front of people as he's getting her to dance, so it's not like he's doing this to make her suffer or anything. ]

It's not stupid, it's fun!

[fabricates]

Okay, okay. [She tries it again and it feels only slightly less ridiculous the second time. It doesn't help that she can feel someone's eyes somewhere boring into her back.]

What next?

[dupable]

[ That's the spirit, and he looks pretty excited that she's at least trying. ]

Okay, then you take your opposite leg...

[ Lifting his left foot about a foot off the ground, holding his leg out in front of him. ]

[fabricates]

[Yeah her dress is definitely going to get in the way when she tries that, so she picks up the skirt a little. It's still... not really what he's doing but it's close!

She sure is glad she took off those heels when she first got here because there's no way she could have maintained balance like that.]

Annnnnnnnd?

[dupable]

Okay now shake your foot a little.

[ This is incredibly stupid. ]

[fabricates]

[This is the stupidest thing she's ever done. John quit showing her how to do the hokey pokey, it's stupid. She's definitely not going to wiggle her foot around that's embarrassing.

She stares at him, one brow arching.]

I'm getting this distinct feeling that you're the only one who dances like this, John. And there's a good reason why.

They didn't dance like this your human movie.

[She's giving you a chance to re-enact a scene from Con Air, for the love of god John take it.]

[dupable]

[ It's not even the hokey pokey, at least that's a real dance with a purpose. He's just waving his limbs about and wiggling whatever way he wants at the moment.

He drops his foot back down at that though, and shrugs. Totally missing his chance. ]

Yeah, but it's fun to dance this way.

[fabricates]

[There goes her chance at normal dancing. Thanks a lot, John.

She shrugs, resigning herself to the fate of this stupid dance if it'll make John smile. Wow, that's a really stupid reason, but she doesn't even care right now.]

Alright, alright. Fine. Let's just dance your silly human dance.

[dupable]

[ You're welcome!!

Unless you enjoy dancing though, doing any dancing at all is something you resign yourself to, to make others happen. Or to fit in or something, but that's an even worse reason! Either way, John does seem pretty happy with his goofy little dance. ]

Okay!

[ Aaaand he's off, look at him spastically flailing his limbs, man he's not even dancing close to what he showed her before. He's probably just making this all up as he goes. ]

[fabricates]

[John, stop. What is that even. Ok YOU KNOW WHAT. If he can make up his own dances, so can Vriska!! If she just looks at this as a challenge, there's no way she can lose or be embarrassed by the result. Yeah!

When she's actually trying to make up her own dance, she's really no better than John is with flailing limbs and looking like a total dope. But she reasons that John probably looks sillier and that helps her not be mortified.]

I think I've got the hang of it!

[dupable]

[ There's no way he doesn't look sillier, but he also looks pretty amused that Vriska is making up her own as well. There's no way that they're not getting a few looks here and there. ]

Yeah! You got it now!

[fabricates]

[Vriska doesn't want think about people staring, because she'll definitely lose her nerve to be dumb and silly.

She grins at him, scrunching her nose.]

Yeah, it's pretty easy when I'm not listening to crappy instructions!

[dupable]

[ That's offensive! He takes offense to that! ]

Hey! My instructions are the best!

[fabricates]

[Your face is offensive.]

No way, they're the worst.

[dupable]

[ Snort laugh. ]

Okay, you teach me the one you're doing then.

[luckout]

Wow, is that any way to ask? You can't just demand that I teach you my dance, John.

[dupable]

[ Giving an exaggerated eye roll, just so she can know how he feels about her silly manners! ]

Will you please show me how to dance, Vriska?

[luckout]

Hmmmmmmmm.

[She taps her finger to her chin thoughtfully, drawing out the silence before:]

Nope! Stick to your own dance. It suits you better.

[dupable]

[ Giving her a skeptical look. ]

I don't know. It sounds to me like you're saying you don't know how to at all!

[luckout]

[She scrunches her nose at him, smiling.]

Or it could be that I just don't feel like teaching you! I gave you a compliment about your own dance and you didn't even take it. Don't be an ass.

[dupable]

[ More like a veiled insult, but he shrugs. ]

If you say so.

[ The skepticism thick in his tone! ]

[luckout]

[No it was a veiled compliment!!]

You don't believe me. I'm crushed.

[dupable]

[ Suuuure. ]

I am just saying, since you don't want to show me I am skeptical!

[luckout]

[Fine don't accept her compliment. See if she ever compliments you again.]

Hasn't anybody ever told you it's bad for you health to be so suspicious?