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entrancelogs2019-01-22 08:41 pm
krmvgivv) wrote in entrancelogs2019-01-22 08:41 pm
party post } let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find (forward dated to 1/28))
Who: The WIRTHDAY BOY, Dipper, Mabel, anyone friends with Wirt/anyone who happens to show up.
Where: fourth floor tea room
When: forward dated to 1/28
Rating: unlikely to get higher than PG-13
Summary: It's Wirt's 17th birthday! Dipper and Mabel are in charge of planning, and Wirt doesn't want anything too big or crazy. So you know. Time for an open mic party.
The Story:
Invitations spread quietly by word of mouth. "Surprise Party. Come to the fourth floor tea room. Bring something to perform. Don't tell Wirt!" Dipper and Mabel make sure to tell the people they know are Wirt's friends, but they also expect word to get around. Others can hear about it or just come in. Wirt doesn't want a big party, but they're guessing the particulars of this party will keep it small.
By the time people start to arrive, the tea room's been transformed. It looks like the most cliche hipster cafe you can imagine, like a preteen girl's imagination made flesh. There are mismatched chairs and low windows and exposed brick, and a stage that looks more like a wooden platform than anything else. There's a coffee bar with tea and hot chocolate and lots of cookies and snacks piled high, plus a cake. There aren't any baristas here. Just a sign that reads Cafe Music and Wirts.
Price of admission is agreeing to perform something, though the birthday boy is excused from this unless he wants to go. It's supposed to be fun for him, after all.
Where: fourth floor tea room
When: forward dated to 1/28
Rating: unlikely to get higher than PG-13
Summary: It's Wirt's 17th birthday! Dipper and Mabel are in charge of planning, and Wirt doesn't want anything too big or crazy. So you know. Time for an open mic party.
The Story:
Invitations spread quietly by word of mouth. "Surprise Party. Come to the fourth floor tea room. Bring something to perform. Don't tell Wirt!" Dipper and Mabel make sure to tell the people they know are Wirt's friends, but they also expect word to get around. Others can hear about it or just come in. Wirt doesn't want a big party, but they're guessing the particulars of this party will keep it small.
By the time people start to arrive, the tea room's been transformed. It looks like the most cliche hipster cafe you can imagine, like a preteen girl's imagination made flesh. There are mismatched chairs and low windows and exposed brick, and a stage that looks more like a wooden platform than anything else. There's a coffee bar with tea and hot chocolate and lots of cookies and snacks piled high, plus a cake. There aren't any baristas here. Just a sign that reads Cafe Music and Wirts.
Price of admission is agreeing to perform something, though the birthday boy is excused from this unless he wants to go. It's supposed to be fun for him, after all.
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[Look, sometimes Dipper’s a little slow on the uptake.]
That’s actually what his name means, you know.
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I didn't know! Not until he told me just a little while ago. That's really neat! Hey, does your name mean... um... anything related to dipping?
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[It's probably an invitation to explain what his name does mean, but Dipper hesitates. He's less ashamed of his birthmark than he once was, but, well... it's still kind of weird.
He shoves his hands in his vest pockets, glancing away.]
It's a nickname. Like the constellation. It's kinda dumb.
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Oh. Well I don't think it's dumb at all. That's a really cool nickname! I didn't realize it was was supposed to be like that kind of dipper... and my last name's Universe, so that makes us kinda like space buddies! [He raises his arms cheerily to punctuate that.]
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[He takes off his hat and glances around.]
It's cause of my dumb birth mark.
[He lifts his hair so Steven can see.]
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What? But... that's not dumb at all! That's gotta be one of the coolest things ever!
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[Dipper smiles hesitantly.]
That's... not really what the kids at school thought.
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Then they didn't know what they were talking about. It's so cool! And you know, in some stories, that could be a sign that you have a magical destiny!
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Well, I didn’t need a weird birthmark to know that.
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Right. You'd have wacky adventures no matter what your head looked like! Then you can just think of it as a bonus.