http://echo-of-utopia.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] echo-of-utopia.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2011-03-19 03:28 am

FIRE CANDY EVENT POST [OPEN]

Who: You. That's right, YOU. [OPEN]
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: March 19th, starting at midnight
Rating: To be determined. First offer is PG-13 for drug use.
Summary: CANDY RAVE PARTY IS GO!
The Story:


"At exactly midnight on the 19th, the mansion becomes a club where the party never stops--even if you want it to. Neon and black lights flicker everywhere and loud music makes the walls shake. Outside, Wonderland has become a grungy city of doorless buildings, lit up in neon that makes it impossible to make out any stars in the sky. The only normal fixture of Wonderland that remains are the merchants, though residents will find them changed. Their masks are the faces of animals, their booths are run down, and they'll swindle, scam, and even steal from you if you don't watch out.

But that's not all. What rave would be complete without candy? It's all over the place, littering every surface, in all shapes and colors. The floors are littered with empty wrappers that tempt you: everyone else is doing it, so it can't hurt to have a piece. Right? ♥

And it doesn't! Not at first, anyway. At first, it's quite pleasant, inducing cheerful, playful, laid back moods in anyone who consumes it. It's quite addictive once you've had a taste, but there seems to be plenty to go around."


Then the post says something about changes when the 20th rolls around. But today is not the 20th, so who cares? IT'S PARTY TIME!

[identity profile] takeonthestairs.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? I think she'd appreciate it! ...um, do you know her? I mean, like, as a friend, Ryohei?"

[identity profile] kyokugen-sun.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I've exchanged arts with her." He is totally perusing some merchandise looking for the reddest thing.

[identity profile] takeonthestairs.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, really? I bet they were like, totally extreme!" Tavros is just, wheeling alongside Ryohei as they browse the merchandise and merchants. Hopefully they won't run into merchant Snoop Dogg again. Maybe this time, they'll run into merchant Ben Stiller, or merchant Boss Tweed.

[identity profile] kyokugen-sun.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Either of those would be preferable.

"They were the most extreme arts!"

Ryohei picks up a package of crayons. "I wonder if we can get a whole red package."

[identity profile] takeonthestairs.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe we can ask the merchants for a whole red pack. We could be all 'yo, hey merchants, I'll trade you my pants for all your red cryaons.' But I kind of, uh, would like to keep my pants."

Tavros looks down uncomfortably at his pants. He had given up his shoes because he no longer needed them. But pants. Pants were another thing, even if they were hard to get on and off.

[identity profile] kyokugen-sun.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll trade my pants!" Hey, he has boxers under them. "Or my sweatshirt or something."

[identity profile] takeonthestairs.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay! I could, trade my shirt perhaps. I mean, I still have my jacket, Terezi is borrowing it, so." Gosh, are they going to run around pantsless and shirtless? What are these amazing hooligans!? WHAT ARE THEY!? Extreme, that's what.

[identity profile] kyokugen-sun.livejournal.com 2011-03-22 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Since I'm not as cool as Linda, insert an amazing montage of Ryohei and Tavros bartering their pants and shirt, respectively, for a box of all red crayons here.

Yeah. Extreme montage.