newroutines | Party!, Purposefully Creepy Mansion, Thursday Evening

It was once more Halloween, and the island had finally calmed the fuck down again.

Well, mostly. The Jack O'Lanterns outside in the yard lighting the way to the house occasionally laughed in a PG-rated creepy fashion, and bat cut-outs flew around the ceiling above the partygoers' heads, and the black cats printed on the sides of balloons flicked their tails back and forth and sometimes hissed at people when they went by.

And because it was tradition, there was a bloody goblin in the fridge, complete with a name tag identifying it as April. Only this time, whenever you opened the door to get something, it'd tell you whatever you were grabbing was actually poison...ously delicious!

(Shut up, it was made of plastic, its punning game wasn't the greatest.)

There were also once more lots of snacks, lots of drinks, and way too many kinds of jello shots. But fewer renditions of Monster Mash on the Spotify playlist for this party, this year! So far, anyway. Mike had a sign up againwith instructions on how to find the playlist and add songs to it, so that may not last all through the evening.

[ooc: OCD up, have at! OPEN TO ALL! If you're an adult, you got an invitation! Students are welcome to try and sneak in should they so wish, but may be politely removed from the premises.]

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"I don't know," Steve said, grinning, "but I kind of like it? Is that really weird?"

"Yes," Beau told him, nodding. "But, like, I don't think there's anything wrong with weird, so. Y'know."

Blame the jello shots for wherever the last part of that thought had meandered off to.

"I learn such strange things about myself in this century," Steve said, shaking his head. "How has your night been?" He grinned. "Jello shots any good?"

"Super fuckin' good," Beau said immediately, a little wide-eyed as she nodded to emphasize her assessment.

Eh, they were strong enough to get her buzzed really fast, so honestly she wasn't all that picky, but they were fun. And also tasty. And themed, but not in a stuffy pretentious way.

She laughed. "I get to be a cool kinda ... ninja-pirate all night, so I'm not gonna complain about that. I'm kinda unclear on what you're supposed to be? But it's ... It works for you, I think? Yeah."

"It's George Washington," Steve said, "the first president of the United States. Tony was supposed to be one of the other presidents." He sighed. "He went with 'Babe-raham' Lincoln instead of just regular Abraham."

Why were you even surprised, Steve?

Beau didn't even try to hide her snickering. "As far as stupid gratuitously sexy costumes go, it's at least funny. Except now I'm gonna be disappointed that's not actually accurate, 'cause that would have been more interesting."

"Lincoln was around almost 200 hundred years ago," Steve said, laughing. "Who's to say he didn't wear this in his off time?"

“Good point,” Beau conceded. “It was probably like too fabulous for people to handle or something.”

"If he looked a bit like Tony, definitely," Steve said, laughing even harder.

"Aw, gods, you two are -- don't do that, don't be like adorable and shit," Beau grumbled, like she had room to talk.

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