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!

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Comments

[soulbonder]

Well, I suppose it is, but it's not the same either. You cannot see the entirety of yourself... [Back off, rabbit. He's talking to Jake.]

[adventureboner]

((No the rabbit is giving you a hardcore inspection, and he cannot be swayed from his duties.))

How about with a mirror?

[soulbonder]

That's simply a reflection. [He makes shooing gestures to the rabbit, but attempting to avoid the knife.]

[adventureboner]

((...)) What are you do--Oh! Shoot, sorry about him. ((grabs him bu the ears and pulls him away.)) Rascal can't keep up with personal space!!

[soulbonder]

Why is it even here?

[adventureboner]

He's uh... my date? Sorta.

[soulbonder]

Sorta.

[adventureboner]

Uhhh, yeah! I guess simply put, the bugger kept dragging my suit to me and dropping the little prom pamphlets everywhere I might find them.

[soulbonder]

That's... [Actually sort of adorable?] Maybe he wanted you to have fun today.

[adventureboner]

Perhaps... ((He didn't actually think of it like that...))

[soulbonder]

That's the purpose of a party, I think. [Mmm...] At least that was my intention, but the person I brought along is trying to root himself against the wall.

Do strawberries bloom with flowers?

[adventureboner]

Huh..? ((That's an odd question to pop out of nowhere...)) Uh, a strawberry flower eventually becomes a strawberry for sure, yeah! If that's what you're shooting for...

[soulbonder]

Yes.

His head looks like a strawberry, I think. So maybe he could become one... [Astral's just rambling to himself at this point.]

[adventureboner]

Nah, --Or, well, perhaps!! ((He cocks and eyebrow and thinks about it.)) I mean, Violet turned into a blueberry after all, why not a strawberry?

[soulbonder]

... What? What are you even talking about?