[NYE Party] happy new year and lots of fun

[nascensibility]

Who: EVERYONE, but especially you!
Where: Wonderland Ballroom
When: New Year's Eve
Rating: PG - PG13 (will change if applicable)
Summary: New Year's Eve Party
The Story:

[ Previously in the month all residents received an invitation to a formal event: a black tie affair to ring in the New Year. The ballroom and adjacent areas are decked out for the party starting at eight o'clock sharp, meticulously planned and executed, glittering décor to match the no doubt glittering attire as music pours into the halls from the dance floor.

Bars flank each side, service for all manner of alcohol unless a minor requests something, and the primary setting stage features an enormous clock for the countdown. ]




[ Where will you be when the clock strikes midnight? ]

Comments

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

[Crowley could probably 'pull off' a black trashbag if he had to, but he's always been fond of the finer things and particularly in looking his absolute best at all times.

He regards the-.. robot? for a few moments after he speaks, deliberately looking him up and down as if trying to decide just what to make of him. Not the weirdest thing he's ever seen, that's for sure.]

I've had better food. [In some of the classiest restaurants in London, no less.] And none of that ever came with the risk of turning into an animal or being unable to keep myself from singing Christmas songs.

[mettatonvevo]

[Mettaton drinks in the look, winking a bit and making a kissy face as Crowley looks him over. Oh yeah. He looks good. Look as much as you like, Crowley.]

Ohh, a part of the upper crust are you?

[He laughs a bit. They've only just begun and this conversation is already fun.]

See, but that's what makes this place so fun! It's a gamble every time you take a bite! Really ups the stakes and makes for great entertainment.

[Mettaton, no one wants to risk life and death when eating food. That's like. The opposite of wanted.]

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

No.

[Said somewhat bluntly. Crowley objects strenuously to being used as anyone's means of entertainment, though he doesn't press it verbally very often. It's something that should only ever need to be said once.

Once he's taken in Mettaton's interesting overall existence, and his slightly gaudy outfit, his attention drifts away to the couples and groups dancing and conversing around them.]

You and me have different ideas of what constitutes 'fun'. If I'm going to shapeshift, or sing, I prefer it to be by choice.

[mettatonvevo]

[Oop! Mettaton rolls with the bluntness easily, looking to what he thinks is a human man with a slight nod.]

Now, see, that I do understand. It's one thing if you're the one in control of the hijinks and acts. It's another thing entirely when someone else presses their wishes on you.

[Though, if he were 100% honest, which he won't be, it wouldn't take much force to get him to personally sing.]

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

Good to know we're on the same page.

[Because right now, someone trying to defend the way that Wonderland messes with them would perhaps be literally set on fire by the response that Crowley would give them.

He looks Mettaton up and down again, then makes a small motion with his glass.]

So, what are you supposed to be?

[It has a soul but it's not really alive. That's a new one on Crowley.]

[mettatonvevo]

[The blunt question gets a smirk out of him.]

A Monster robot! And a celebrity of the Surface and Underground! My name is Mettaton. And you?

[The lines of living versus not are a little thin where he is concerned. But that also depends on the laws of the whatever world of the person he comes from.]

[saunteredvaguelydownwards]

Crowley.

[Not a celebrity, and too busy working out just where this 'Mettaton' falls in the spectrum of life to not-life that he doesn't venture to offer any more information about himself for several seconds.]

A demon, and definitely not drunk enough for this.

[mettatonvevo]

[A demon. Huh. Demon. Interesting.

....A demon??????]

...This is probably going to sound strange but what exactly is a demon?

[He's definitely heard the term before, seeing as Chara calls themselves a demon pretty often whenever they're up to no good, but he honestly didn't think demons, whatever they are, were real.]