Midnight masquerade Open to All.

[somepartsbroken]

Who: EVERYONE
When: After Midnight
Where: The Rising Sun
Format: Paragraph, action, etc.
What: A special party held at the rising sun. Dorian has told no one what he's celebrating but all drinks are free as long as you come after midnight with the password. and wearing a mask "Layla" is the password
Warnings: EVERYTHING GOES GUYS! PUT WARNINGS IN YOUR SUBJECT LINES IF YOU GET TOO CRAZY!




[ooc; Everyone can tag into the premade threads or make your own thread at the bottom! This is a party post thread, so thread jacking is cool unless otherwise stated. The only room locked in the club is Dorian's office. And if someone pops that lock they will find a half full goblet of blood on his desk, otherwise it is clean.

He has taken care of rides to wherever drunk people need to go too. And lastly; yes there are condoms in the rooms upstairs, if that is something you want. The Password will have be spoken on with an ad about the party a few days beforehand, it does not matter but the password is Layla. Pretty much tag around and have fun guys~! ]

Comments

[what_ho_jeeves]

If you insist. But only on the condition that you [He points at Visscher's chest like he's afraid Visscher might not know who he is if Bertie didn't point at him.] partake of drink while I recover.

The song is from a topping new American musical and it has a certain thingness to it that I quite like. A spot of philosophy. I'll teach it to you.

[frontier_doktor]

A "thingness"? [Still he takes Bertie to sit properly.] Less drink. Water, lets get some water into you. It's very good for you, actually.

[what_ho_jeeves]

"Thingness." You know, like "thingummy" only more...whatsits.

[He sits at Visscher's urging, sagging in the chair in alcohol assisted relaxation.]

[frontier_doktor]

Well, no one can fault you for being overly specific about your opinions. I am glad you find the "thingness" pleasing. [He doesn't mean it meanly, but he does find himself comfortable enough, finally, to tease Bertie for being drunk. He orders water from the waitress that's closest, waiting until Bertie is situated before he sits himself.]

[what_ho_jeeves]

[Bertie takes Visscher's teasing well. Mostly, he thinks that Visscher is being wholly serious in his praise for Bertie's vague language.]

I have always had a way with words.

[And he starts to loudly hum the melody to "Anything Goes."]

[frontier_doktor]

[Visscher situates himself and listens. But, then he squints.]

Is that the song?

[He has to check and be sure because, in Bertie's state, he could be humming out of nowhere. But he is listening with interest.]

[what_ho_jeeves]

[He stops humming in the middle of a musical phrase.]

What? Oh, yes. Isn't it corking?

[And starts at the beginning, adding words this time.]

Times have changed
And we've often rewound the clock
Since the Puritans got a shock
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today
Any shock they should try to stem
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.

[frontier_doktor]

Okay, okay.

[He motions at Bertie to keep going, leaning forward and nodding his head as if he's trying to memorize the melody. But then the water comes, and he holds out the glass to him.]

[what_ho_jeeves]

This is where it gets good.

In olden days, a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking.
But now, God knows,
Anything oh, water!