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capeandcowllogs2013-06-15 09:51 pm
professorlionface) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-06-15 09:51 pm
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- arturia pendragon | saber,
- davesprite | feathery asshole,
- gilbert nightray | n/a,
- kenzi | n/a,
- kurt wagner | nightcrawler,
- n/a | archer,
- nepeta leijon | rogue of heart,
- nill | n/a,
- peter parker | spider-man,
- pietro maximoff | quicksilver,
- rin tohsaka | n/a,
- rose lalonde | seer of light,
- rua | deformer,
- scathach | the shadow,
- † angelica jones | firestar,
- † astral | soulbonder,
- † eli bradley | patriot,
- † hank mccoy | beast,
- † jake english | page of hope,
- † jessica wakefield | the clique,
- † kate bishop | hawkeye,
- † quentin quire | kid omega,
- † spike | william the bloody,
- † teddy altman | hulkling
A SAVAGE LAND FOR A SAVAGE NIGHT
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
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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[ she turns about to look around, still walking, not about to miss a step for the world. she finds a spot against the wall that seems in plain enough view and with enough people nearby to reduce any temptation. she wastes no time in pointing. ]
Over there!
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I - well. I'll see you soon?
[Possibly the lamest thing to say when she's only getting punch. But, irregardless - Rose leaves her and heads towards the designated waiting point. To wait. ]
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she takes her own leave, heading on to the punchbowl and whatever may await her there. she's sorry that you'll never get that drink, rose. ]