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

Comments

[ideaofamerica]

Well, I bought Kate a corsage. But no, not officially.

[nothulk]

[ A very controlled shoulder smack because-- ] Dude! That's awesome, how'd it go? What'd she say?

[ He needs deets because come on. Ted's shipping, new albino alien boyfriends aside. ]

[ideaofamerica]

Well she took it. And we danced. Andwemightbemovingintogether. [The last bit is said in a rush, like if he says it fast enough, Teddy might not catch it.]

[nothulk]

Dude!!

[ And beaming so hard because yesssss. Yes!! Happy ending OTPs for everybody!! ]

That's awesome! How big a might is this because you know me and Billy are totally up for moving help [ read: pizza party, lbr ], oh my god, he's gonna flip when he hears this. ...Assuming she hasn't already texted him which is totally a possibility but. Not the point right now which is just. Dude!

[ideaofamerica]

Well, she's checking the classifieds. I dunno when anything's going to happen, but I'll totally hit you up for moving help. For her stuff, obviously. I've got nothing to move.

[nothulk]

I bet Billy could find some good thrift shops if you did need anything. He's got a sixth sense or something when it comes to that. But the point is - congrats, man. I was always pulling for you two.

[ideaofamerica]

Oh yeah? [That might make him smirk.] Don't tell Tommy, if you see him.

[nothulk]

[ A groan. ] Okay, truth? Kind of pulling for him to show up here about never. I've gotten so used to going without the mile-a-minute I'm-so-bored-you-guys-are-nerds-what-are-you-doing-we-should-do-something-why-aren't-we-doing-something spiel and I don't really want to break that streak. Don't tell Billy I said as much, though.

Besides, Quicksilver Jr.'s got his juvie Coat crush. [ HE MIGHT AS WELL HAVE A SHIPPING BINGO CARD still waiting for Ms. Marvel and Wonder Man tbh. ]

[ideaofamerica]

My lips are sealed. But between us, I'm with you.

[Eli laughs.] You're just pairing off everyone, aren't you?

[nothulk]

[ A conspiratorial grin. ]

Maybe I'm just hoping to beat the spread. If you sign up now, I can still get you pretty good odds.

[ideaofamerica]

Nah, count me out. Gambling's not really my style.

[nothulk]

No actual money involved. Not like I've ever had enough bread for that kind of action.

[ideaofamerica]

I think it's unfair of me to bet on myself.

[nothulk]

It's called self-confidence, bro. And it's the most attractive thing about a person. [ Well, that and a good ass. But he's not gonna say that. ] Or it's up there. Top five.