LET'S START A RIOT

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Who: Dante and EVERYONE
Where: NEAR TIFA'S BAR
When: TODAY TIL WHENEVER
Rating: IDK
Summary: Dante kicks out the jams and throws an epic rave party with women, booze, and awesome rock.
the Story:

Dante kicked back in his seat. He'd set up the DJ booth pretty easily, and gotten rid of all but a few sources of light. Florescent lights made his hair glow blue. He'd set up drinks at the bar, throw some boxes of dry ice in the corner-- yeah, this would be good. He poked his foot at the volume knob, cranking it to 11 as he pulled on some headphones. Now, he waited.

They'd come. And then this party would be everything he needed. No one was sleeping tonight... it was go time.

"It's like I can't get enough of my own publicity..." he said, leaning back and laughing.

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[heartxwish.livejournal.com]

It wasn't exactly hard to notice. Tifa figured it was just another party (seemed to be quite a lot of those lately). Though it was getting pretty loud.

Maybe...a little too loud. Tifa decided to go over and ask to turn it down a notch or two. She could hardly hear herself think.

"Hey, you guys, mind turning it down a little-" Oh, but then she realized exactly who was there. And she didn't look too happy about it.

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante heard the door open and spun his chair around, landing on his feet and strutting across the dance floor to Tifa.

"Hey, you run the bar, right? Listen, I'm having some guests in, so if you don't mind serving drinks, that'd be great--" then he noticed the look she was giving him.

"...What's up? I got something on my face?" He crossed his eyes momentarily, grin on his face. "You've got quite the evil eye, babe. I could dig that."

[heartxwish.livejournal.com]

Well, that look didn't lighten up. "Yeah, I do. Would've been nice if I was told ahead of time about this." But what was she? A maid? No way, Jose. And she didn't care for that attitude of his.

Especially since she never really forgot that this guy has harmed a friend of hers.

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I just thought this place needed a bit of action. Too quiet. Quiet creeps me out. Oooo. You know? S'when all the ghosts come out."

Haunter whipped him a beer. He caught it.

"Not that I mind some of 'em..." He blinked. "Oh, name's Dante. Don't think we were introduced... Just got here a few days ago, after all. Hahaha."

[nishiki-knight.livejournal.com]

Loud music was coming from an area of the mansion Kallen had never explored before. With a look of confusion on her face, she slowly walked toward the sound, unsure of what to expect.

Finally rounding a corner and entering the room, Kallen saw a tall white-haired man sitting behind some sort of tables, and a bar over to one side. Blinking at all of the lights, she stepped further inside.

"What's going on?" Kallen asked, looking between the man and the dark-haired woman she just now spotted.

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

"Rave party," Dante said absently, keeping his eyes on Tifa. "Knock a few back. Have a good time." He patted the girl's shoulder reassuringly and smirked. Things were going pretty well...

[nishiki-knight.livejournal.com]

Well, Kallen supposed it wouldn't hurt to stay and have a bit of fun. She wandered over to the bar and sat on a stool, wondering what she should do.

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante flopped into the stool next to her in a rather careless fashion.

"Nice hair," he said next to her. "Don't see that color often."

[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

Soubi managed to tear himself away from his paintings when he heard the loud thudding music coming from downstairs. ...a party? Surely it must be something in celebration of the new year or Valentine's. But perhaps that's just what he needed to get his mind off this nonsense; to get out and talk to some people who weren't going to yell at him every time he spoke.

He slipped out of his apron and followed the sound of the music, hair still pulled back, with a bit of bright red oil paint on the bridge of his nose. He slipped into the room, squinting through the darkness as his eyes adjusted to the ultraviolet lighting. His hair and the paint on his face glowed as he approached the small crowd that was gathering.

"A party? What's the occasion?"

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante blinked, looking down from the booth at Soubi.

"Occasion?"

He tilted his head back momentarily, apparently thinking.

"It's Tuesday. That's the occasion." He laughed and tipped back some vodka. "Grab a seat, my friend. Lots of space for everyone."

[hauntering.livejournal.com]

A disembodied hand floated around, touching all the little bottles and glasses. Nothing else, just a purple, disembodied hand.

But anyone who could see spirits saw the entire Haunter, toothless-toothy grin plastered on his face. He floated around, up, down, upsidedown, sideways, and diagonal.

After doing another little spin, he let out a hearty
"HAU HAU HAU!" laugh.

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Well, of course Haunter would show up. And he wanted to be the bartender. Dante shrugged. Disembodied purple things must like alcohol.

"Hey, Haunter! Bring me one of those orange bottles of whiskey, okay?" He shouted over the music.

[hauntering.livejournal.com]

Orange orange orange!

The hand traced down the line of bottles, until it found the orange one. He plucked it out with a grin, spinning around. The the hand vanished, and the bottle began to float over towards the man. Right before it got to him, the ghost flipped it up in the air, letting it spin a while before offering it to Dante. His entire body reappeared, still with the grin.

"Haunt!"

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante grinned. This was the coolest demon he'd met so far, that much was certain.

He rubbed its head politely and chugged a shot of vodka. "Whoo!" he said, shuddering a little. "Stuff always goes down good."

He turned to Haunter. "Hey, you should serve people drinks without letting them see you. They'll think the bar's haunted! Hahaha."

[b-loodflower.livejournal.com]

Lost as always, Alice had wandered into the party. Covering his ears slightly, he walked up to the small group of people spotting a few familiar faces.

"WHY is the music so damn loud?!" he yelled to no one in particular.

[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

Soubi turned to Alice, smiling widely and extending a hand to him.

"I don't know, but it's nice to finally meet you face-to-face. I'm Soubi."

[b-loodflower.livejournal.com]

Alice blinked before shaking Soubi's hand, putting his hands away from his ears.

"Nice to meet you as well, Soubi. I'm Alice," he replied.

[little-nutmeg.livejournal.com]

Well, she'd made a wrong turn somewhere. This wasn't the exit-- she'd managed to get lost again...? Well, it wasn't surprising, considering how absolutely exhausting it was to traverse to anywhere from her room. I was like running a marathon.

With no legs.

Ouch.

She cringed slightly as she neared the gathering, her raising her hands to cup her ears in some meager attempt to block out a bit of the noise. She hadn't heard anything as loud and obnoxious as this since, well, that rather embarrassing river guardian incident-- rather, the aftermath.

"Well, what do ya know.... Not quite the afterlife I expected, but hey. Why not?"

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante looked up, gave a small salute.

"Try the pizza! Best stuff this side of Hell's kitchen!"

[waffle-in-em.livejournal.com]

GIR was EXCITED. He was so excited, in fact, that he was rolling on the floor. Not for too long, mind you, because he had to get up and shake those little dog-hips of his. SHAKE THEM LIKE THEY'D NEVER BEEN SHOOK BEFORE. SHAKE THEM HIPS, GIR. SHAKE'EM. And he did. He shook them so hard they slapped a picture of his face on every box of Shake -n- Bake (TM lol).

"Dance with me~" He called out as he danced, waving his paws in the air and headbanging gently to the music. "DAAAANCE~ WOO!"

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante was fairly sure he'd never seen a thing like that-- sure, he'd killed armies of the Devil himself, but that? Robot dogs were way up on the "No fucking clue" list.

But hey, it knew how to party. And he respected it enough for that.

[hauntering.livejournal.com]

the disembodied hand waved to his 'friend' from the bar. It spun around a bit in a show of dancing, before going back to the colored bottles. For about a second. Then he was distracted and went back to hand-dancing.

[azureflamegod.livejournal.com]

The noise was hard to miss. Linda's party was one thing, but this gathering was another thing entirely. The music was extremely loud, forcing him to turn down his sound sensitivity to avoid some horrible malfunction. The lighting was odd, too, causing anything remotely white to light up. Overall, the whole situation was a little painful to the senses.

But the party was a curious thing, and the Azure Knight didn't have anything to fear just yet. Ovan wasn't here, anyway, and as long as Ovan or AIDA wasn't around he could handle things fine. The AI wandered aimlessly around the room, poking at whatever caught his eye with vague interest as he floated along.

[gloryofsparda.livejournal.com]

Dante knew a party crasher when he saw it. With the gun whipped out, he leapt over the mixing table beside it and pointed to... its head. He muttered "You didn't pay the cover, jerkoff." and blam.

"Guess what's for dinner, everybody." He said to no one in particular.

[azureflamegod.livejournal.com]

Kite jumped back in surprise with a yelp, clutching his face. The bullet when directly through his eye, coming out the other side and creating a small burst of flames. Bits of data cracked off his face around the wound like shattered glass. The Azure Knight groaned painfully, staring at his chunks of face that were now glitching on the ground. After a few seconds, he half-glared at Dante.

"You shot me!" he growled angrily. Why the hell did he shoot him?! "Violent actions will not be tolerated!" He drew his twin blades from his inventory, keeping them in their shut position in case this Steam Gunner wanted to explain himself.

Still. That eye was going to be a bitch to fix, and Kite wasn't a very fun guy when he was pissed off. His remaining eye had an eerie glow to it now, the other side of his face looking a little like static. His face was also burning a little now, though that was technically a good thing. But the whole effect probably wasn't giving him a very good first impression.