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LET'S START A RIOT
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.
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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He laughed.
"Cool. I like you. You got some enigmatic stuff goin' on. I relate."
He just kept smiling. The kid basically just said he'd come straight out of a PS2. Fascinating.
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How weird! The white on her dress seemed to shine while everything else dimmed. After spending a few minutes examining her now florescent fingernails had gotten (soooo coooool), she finally noticed Kite.
“Kite, Kite!” Linda called, grabbing Beast Boy’s arm and pointing while walking over to the AI, “Hey, Kite!”
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The second thing Beast Boy noticed as he was tugged along by Linda: Kite didn't... look quite right. For one, his head was sort of smoldering. And he also seemed to have--
"HOLY CRAP THERE'S A GIANT HOLE IN KITE'S HEAD!" Parties never did end up stress-free for a super hero, did they?
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"Uhm..."
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Though it had been a little difficult to hear Linda's calls over the music, it was impossible to miss Beast Boy's shout of horror. the AI turned to his friends, sinking into his coat collar to hide his half-missing face a little better.
"Ahh, it's fine, I can fix it," he said, tugging on his hat's ear flaps awkwardly. "Doesn't hurt..." Actually, it hurt a lot, but he was trying to ignore that right now. He'd still suffered worse than face-wounds. Still, he shot Dante a few sideways glances. Kite sure as hell wasn't going to explain this one.
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"OH MY GOD, KITE YOUR FACE IS ON FIRE!" Linda shrieked, "Are you okay? What happened? Did like, that bad guy come or something? Ohmigosh! Are you going to die? Are you okay? What happened?" Linda's frantic line of questioning continued in a very circular fashion.
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He backed away before he had to deal with the zombie's annoying friends.
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"Dude, and you berate me about getting my cheek cut up?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?! KITE, YOU HAVE A GIANT GAPING HOLE IN YOUR FRICKIN FACE. I CAN SEE INSIDE YOUR HEAD."
The green boy paused his frantic tirade, shifting his head a little bit. "Whoa. Glowy."
And then the worst thing happened: Beast Boy got serious. His eyes narrowed, voice dropping to a dangerous level. Suddenly, the white glow of his fangs wasn't so awesome. "You broke your promise again. What the hell happened."
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Dante had already made his escape, and Kite was trapped, so there was no avoiding it now. He turned his face away from the prying shapeshifter. The whole touching his gaping face-wound thing wasn't helping very much. "It's nothing, just an accident," he mumbled. "Not as bad as it looks. I can put my head back on, remember? " He smiled a little weakly. He really had kinda been hoping for a bit more of a relaxing evening, not dealing with injuries and his friends again so soon.
"I'm... sorry. Again." The AI sighed, rubbing the back of his head (while avoiding the other end of the hole) awkwardly. "I'm not very good with promises, I guess..."