peckenpaugh | NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY

NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY

what's up? Tonight, Valkyrie Horvat is throwing her very first house party! Her parents are out of town, and that means it's time for teens to get wasted on champagne. With the help of a local older boy, Cache Fogarty, Val has a well-stocked bar.

The Horvat home is located in a magical suburb full of massive houses of questionable taste. It's five stories of nonsense, which is way too much space for three people and their cats. The decor looks like it came out of a home furnishing magazine: pristine, beige, lacking in personality. It's begging to be covered in confetti and glitter, and no one this rich is going to miss that vase they probably bought from WizAnthropologie.

In fact, the only really exciting thing about Val's house is that is'f full of cats. Most of them are kneazel-persian designer kitties, and a lot of them are young kittens ready for adoption (if you have the $$$). There's a room dedicated to the littlest kittens and their moms, but no rowdy partying it allowed in there!

visuals!

volunteer slots! Poppy Kreitzer bonds with one of the clever little kittens in the kitten room, and is sad to say goodbye. But Poppy doesn't stay parted from the wily little thing for long, because when they get home, they discover it somehow managed to hitch a ride in their bag/purse/jacket. Surprise!

Val should probably ask for it back.

Aristotle Ahn gets hopelessly lost in the maze of identical looking rooms, and the magical McMansion curse seems reluctant to let them go. They've definitely seen that watercolor of the Bountiful Mormon temple several times while trying to return to the party. Luckily, Valkyrie I (the kneazel, not the girl) finds them and leads them back to safety.

how this works! ⬥ It's a party!!!

⬥ Val would prefer you not break anything but she's on the outs with her mom so, like, whatever, you know? Just don't break her stuff.

⬥ Like the genius she is, Val invited the whole school. Even sophomores. Especially the Quackenbushes.

⬥ There are some local kids here too, so if you have a thing for clean cut Mormon wizards and witches, you can get your flirt on with individuals such as Glade Ploegin, Bostyn, Kennedee, Kenedi or Kenidy. Cache Fogarty seems to be the local heartthrob.

⬥ Do a kiss at midnight!

locations! ⬦ WHAT'S UP?: I figure we all might be a little overwhelmed with NYE and other ic/oocs, so feel free to just summarize what your kids were up to!

⬦ THE PARTY: The hottest location is the kitchen (all the appliances are massive and very shiny, and the island is big enough to use as a stage) and the licing room (with a grand fireplace and enough sofas to seat a dozen people).

⬦ THE REST OF THE HOUSE: There's no lack of rooms to sneak off to. Val's room is locked, but there are at least six bedrooms and four offices that are furnished but very unlived in. Don't get lost! (It's incredibly easy to get lost. This house may look normal enough, but there's definitely magic going on if you stray from the main rooms.)

⬦ THE KITTEN ROOM: If you promise to be good, Val will grant you access to the kitten room. These kittens are all under six weeks old, and they're very clever and mischievous. They absolutely know right from wrong, and every drunk teenager is a potential mark. Don't let them escape.

⬦ VALKYRIE I: An aging kneazel, Valkyrie I sits proudly on a designer cat tree watching the party like an elderly matron. She seems to see right into your soul. Will she let you pet her? Fill out the form below to find out.

⬦ MIDNIGHT: Everyone is given a glass of champagne that's enchanted to make you extra giggly and giddy. Toast and maybe get a New Year's Eve kiss!

⬦ OOC - QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Cicero is utterly unintimidated by the significant height difference, and seems nonplussed by Fitz's classically handsome face. He needs to sell the scheme if he wants those dragots. "You pay me," he places a hand to his breast pocket and perfectly folded pocket square, held in place with a little gear pin. "Obviously. Otherwise you'll have bad luck next year."

Fitz blinks. He's pretty sure that he, himself, Fitz, is a delicacy. Not like caviar, but like... a super old whiskey. except whiskey's so gross that it makes his eyeballs sweat. Maybe like a caviar — except he's pretty sure that comes from belugas or something, and aren't those endangered?

Like a....... really........ rare................... flavour......................... of jelly bean.

A really rare flavour of jelly bean, with a lot of abs. Yeah.

The point is: Fitz is to be lavished with attention and gifts, and! not! the! other! way! around!

"Bad luck's BS now that I have The Sight," he remarks, then pops a Cheeto into his mouth.

On the other hand, he can't help but appreciate an entrepreneurial spirit.

"I'll give you a one of these Cheetos for a fist-bump."

Edited 2020-01-02 02:58 (UTC)

Cicero makes an unimpressed noise and turns away ever so slightly. The offer has clearly been declined.

"I'll fist bump you for a dragot," he counters, straightening his tie. Cicero is also a delicacy, thankyouverymuch. He may still be growing into his looks, but oh, he has looks. He's sure of it. Looks and brains.

"But they're the hot kind!" Fitz might sound like his pride was a little too wounded by the other boy's denial. "The kind where 'extra' has two exes."

He gives this a moment of serious consideration.

"Two ex-ex-tra spicy Cheetos."

It almost sounds like TOO GOOD of a deal.

Cicero looks Fitz right in the eye, his own big blue pupils staring into the upperclassman's skull. "I want the whole bag."

Fitz blinks. His brow furrows. "That's–" His grip tightens ever so slightly, the bag crinkling. He munches thoughtfully on a thoughtful Cheeto. "You can't ask for a bro's entire bag of Ex-Extra Flamin' Hot Crunchy Cheetos," he replies. "That's bad business." (As though he has ever had any idea about what business is like.)

Cicero holds his chin high and takes a sip of his champagne. Eye contact has been rescinded. "I'm worth far more than an entire bag of Ex-Extra Flamin' Hot Crunchy Cheetos," he says with absolute certainty. "I'm doing a favor for you, Fitzpatrick."

NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY

MIDNIGHT: Cicero's Proposal & Fitz's Reaction

MIDNIGHT: Cicero's Proposal & Fitz's Venture Captialism

MIDNIGHT: Cicero's Proposal & Fitz's Venture Captialism

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MIDNIGHT: Cicero's Proposal & Fitz's Venture Captialism

MIDNIGHT: Cicero's Proposal & Fitz's Venture Captialism

MIDNIGHT: Cicero's Proposal & Fitz's Venture Captialism