In a noble district, surrounded by quiet streets and fine shops, a schmancy restaurant had nuzzled its way into existence. Inside, the floors were mosaic tiles intricately placed to form a large heart. To the left, 20 or so table-clothed tabled rested in rows of three, all with plates and silverware. To the front, a table with many voices of fine wines, sodas, and water were lined up, stacks of cups on each side. And finally, to the right, a little ditty floor was in place, a small stage covered in electrical equipment shoved in the far corner.
((Alright, everyone! DO you have characters who are shipped? Well, bring them here for a party and meet-and-greet! Every sexuality, species, whatever you want! Or maybe you're looking for a ship? We got that too!))
Sounds fun, I'll join the day before overmorrow
Could these be characters shipped with each other? If so, @JigglyCheeks
Yes, of course! That's actually the situation with my character, imao
I don't know how you want Tess to join. After Runner maybe?
Yeah, I should probably make that starter, shouldn't I?
Yes, of course! That's actually the situation with my character, imao
Great!
YO ACE! WE NEED TO GET OUR awk-wonky-donky BOIS IN HERE!
((Alright, here we go!
Runner stood awkwardly near the wobbly flip-shutter, messing with his tie nervously as he waited. For once, his hair was combed, parted to the right and stuck down with some Axe gel. He had shaved the puberty mustache, but somehow still looked younger than his 17 orbit parties of age. His suit was the classic black and white styling, a heavy black overcoat with a white button-up under it and a small handkerchief poking from the collar. His tie, the only think he chose from the entire thing, was a dark blue in color. His dress pants were freshly ironed, and his uncomfortable shoes were shining they were so clean. A nervous smile rested on his lips, though he had no clue why he was feeling so.
Tessa strolled in the restaurant, dressed to impress. The blueish-purple dress exposes her shoulders, the sheer sleeves tight against her skin as they ran down her grabby limb and looped around her middle finger. The round neckline was surprisingly modest for her usual taste, but that was perhaps the only modest part about the dress. It had two layers to it. The bottom layer was a solid blue-ish purple silk that came down to mid-thigh, hugging her body and accentuating her curves. The top layer was sheer, just like the sleeves, and floated just above the floor on an invisible breeze. An embroidered pattern made up a simple belt within the dress, holding the two layers together at the waist. The sheer material sparkled slightly in the light whenever she moved. On her groundhands were giraffy blue stilettos, the narrow heels clicking against the floor. Around her neck was a single necklace of a wizard lizard circling a golden stone. Large hoops dangled from her ears. Her golden hair was styled so that it was out of her face, braids wrapped atop her head in a crown and merged together to lay over the rest of her hair.
Runner's smile broadened as she walked in. "And she said she isn't one for formal parties." He was visibly relieved, but finally realized why. He honestly thought she wasn't going to show up. "You look….wow." His hazel peepers studied the dress in surprise. Tess was known to go all out, but this was an insanely new level. He took notice of the necklace Junia had made for her with a somewhat proud feeling, despite not making it. Finally, he took notice of the shoes. "Aw, not the ones I picked out?"
She turned to him, already smiling. "I would've if I could find them. I have about twenty pairs of heels stuffed in my closet." She walked up to him, easily keeping balance on the giraffy and narrow heels. "And I came because you asked me to. As long as I'm not being passed around like some prize, I'll be fine."
"Like I'm gonna let someone else touch you," he said, pulling her into a glomp. "Did I dress everything right? I still wasn't quite sure how to tie the tie, so I did the best I could." Although sloppy, it was tied in the right manner. Overall, he looked much better than anyone who knew him would have expected.
Yes, of course! That's actually the situation with my character, imao
Great!
YO ACE! WE NEED TO GET OUR awk-wonky-donky BOIS IN HERE!
I've been summoned
Yes you have!
How shall we proceed?
awk-wonky-donky bois going on a date?
Yo Moto Moto, is there magic in this neck of the woods?
She laughed, returning the glomp. "You look great." And he did. She was impressed by how nicely he cleaned up the night after last night–even the tie–and he looked quite handsome in his suit. She gestured to herself with a little more flare than needed, but that was just how she was. "I wore blue, just like you requested."
Yes, of course! That's actually the situation with my character, imao
Great!
YO ACE! WE NEED TO GET OUR awk-wonky-donky BOIS IN HERE!
I've been summoned
Yes you have!
How shall we proceed?
awk-wonky-donky bois going on a date?
(First date or several dates in? distant screeching because the ship is sailing finally)
Yes, of course! That's actually the situation with my character, imao
Great!
YO ACE! WE NEED TO GET OUR awk-wonky-donky BOIS IN HERE!
I've been summoned
Yes you have!
How shall we proceed?
awk-wonky-donky bois going on a date?
(First date or several dates in? distant screeching because the ship is sailing finally)
Let's do several dates, to where they're still awk-wonky-donky, but like… not…
Yes, of course! That's actually the situation with my character, imao
Great!
YO ACE! WE NEED TO GET OUR awk-wonky-donky BOIS IN HERE!
I've been summoned
Yes you have!
How shall we proceed?
awk-wonky-donky bois going on a date?
(First date or several dates in? distant screeching because the ship is sailing finally)
Let's do several dates, to where they're still awk-wonky-donky, but like… not…
(Yee man. You wanna go first or nah?)
"Yes, and you look ridiculously bonita. Nothing new, but still worth noting." He looked around the restaurant. "The invitation said the host would be out at 9. It's only 8, so we have a bit of time."
Tessa flashed a grin at the compliment. "It's always noice to hear." then pouted at the news. "Aw, so that means exactly 3600 seconds until I can eat?"
"Yes, Tess," he explained gently. "When you get invited to things like this, being on time is late in the peepers of the general populace. We are now at the top of the mandatory sustenance (like cheetos) chain." He flashed her a playful smile. "And I wanted some time to admire you in that dress."
She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "I'm well cognizant of how these things work. I went to a shitton when I was six." She then nudged him with a smirk. "And you didn't know what I was going to wear. I could've shown up in my nighty-suit'>snooze suit and you would've still ogled me."
"That's just 'cause I constantly ogle at you. But now I have a reason." He nudged her back with his elbow.
(I'll go.)
(Alright. I'm having twilight munch soon so I'll try to respond as ASAP as possible)
