GIRLS NIGHT, GIRLS NIGHT!

[guidemyway]

Who: Various!
What: Girls Night!
When: Early in the month!
Where: Ruby's House

Content Warnings: N/A Will update as necessary



[A few days after putting the ad up on the bulletin board, the promised evening has arrived. Ruby has a banner hanging up on the patio of her cabin that reads “GIRLS NIGHT” and every once in awhile she can be seen at the door checking for new arrivals, or poking her head up at a window to do the same.

Her cabin is interesting to say the very least. She did her best to clean up all the clutter but it's pretty obvious she isn't exactly the cleanest person in town. Her giant scythe and snowboard are hanging by the door. And there's a green gem sword on display above her fireplaces' mantle with a little hand carved plaque that reads “The Protector of Mantle.” There's also a framed photograph of her looking a couple years younger with her team from home. The kitchen is a bit of mess with a few obvious scorch marks, melted bits on the counter, and just signs that there had been more than one fire in there.

But she had managed to gather up as much as she could for the big party. Including a handful of basic snacks like cookies, chips, and whatever she scrounge up that didn't require any actual cooking skills. There are a handful of games like Risk, Connect 4, and a partially torn up game of twister. There's even an old red and blue boom box playing some hits from the 80's and 90's courtesy of Kate Marsh like Eye of the Tiger, Can't Touch This, I Don't Want To Miss a Thing, If You Want To Be my Lover, and Hit Me Baby, One More time, and many more!]

[OOC: Feel free to make a top level! I'll have one up soon myself! Anyone is free to mingle or try to infiltrate the party.

Feel free to contact me at jjabarrett on plurk or discord for any plotting]

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[guidemyway]

[Hosting]

[Ruby had not hosted many parties, and the last one she had was a school dance. And she had her sister and Weiss to help out with the workload on this. Figuring out how to have a house party on no budget had been a bit of challenge but she had made it work! And she was pretty proud of that. That didn't mean her work was over- When people arrived at the door she was quick to help take peoples coats and snow gear and organized them into a not so neat pile in a spare room for later.

She also had to keep the fire going so everyone was nice toasty- This she was actually good at. ...Maybe a little too good at.

Or maybe you can find her approaching you with a bowl of snacks- Her mouth already full of them when she offers it over.]

Whamph fuummm?

[Dancing????]

[Ruby is quote not a "fancy, shamncy, dancy kind of girl." But she may try to awkwardly move her limbs around in something that resembles a dance. It's awkward- And she's a bit of a mess herself. Please don't mind her as she trips up and flails into someone just trying to get by. She doesn't mean it.]

[Wildcard]

[You know the drill.]

[pacificator]

Ugh.

[ Wynonna recoils, grimacing, from Ruby's full mouth, then shrugs and reaches for the chips. ]

Yeah, why not. Where the hell did you find chips, anyway?

... couldn't get All-Dressed?

[desperate_times_right]

[This isn't exactly Chloe’s type of party - she hasn't been a girl for a very long time, and she hadn't exactly been into this house party stuff even then - but she needs to get out and meet more people, and this Ruby kid had seemed fun from the poster.

She doesn't have any food, but she’s carrying an armful of jars of liquid something that smells a bit like solvent. She shoots the party host a grin.]

Do I have to show my weapon at the door, or is the questionable booze good enough?

[darkxwolf17]

[She blinks evenly at Ruby, and at the bowl of snacks, looking like it's taking too long for her words to connect.

. . . !]

Uh, sorry. If I eat or drink any human stuff, I'll literally die. So...

[...Finger guns.]

Thanks?

[meadqueen]

[Randvi’s not put off by the food-speaking, but is a bit baffled by the bowl’s contents.]

What are those?

[Dancing????]

[madginger]

[ For the first time since arriving in this place, Max is nearly doubled over with laughter. She isn't the best dancer ever, herself, but she can dance. This is...unexpected. ]

I didn't realize you were so uncoordinated! Here? [ She reaches out for Ruby's hands. ]

kate marsh | life is strange | ota

[castitas]

one.

[ Kate's been pretty good at collecting cassette tapes over the past few months. Enough to build a modest collection. It's not much, but it's certainly something to kill some of the boredom some days — or just something to fill the silence on bad days. But it's proved pretty useful for something like this — a little music, even if the sound quality isn't all that great. Sometimes you've just gotta take things where you can get them in a place with such little technology.

But there's something else she's brought along with her, too. A singular jar of chocolate peanut butter spread. Something she's kept quietly stashed away. Thank you and bless you, Thomas Richardson. ]

I've been saving this for a special occasion. [ Tonight feels like one. ] We should get spoons!

two.

[ Kate's a more quiet party guest for Girls Night. Parties are... a bit of sore spot, for her. Especially with the alcohol that's been brought over. She stays well clear of it, having brought some herbal tea to enjoy (and share with anyone else, should they like some). But this is nice, it's just kind of like... Tea Sessions with Max. Only a little more rowdy at times.

But a little later on, once the night has settled down for a spell, and Kate's having a rather pleasant time — she does speak up when there's a lull in the conversation. There's a tiny bit of a pink tinge to her cheeks (maybe it's just totally the frostnip) but she's all shy smiles as she tentatively asks: ]

Has... anyone else seen that new one of us, yet? Constable Fraser?

Two

[guidemyway]

[Despite being one to make the whole "BYOB" call out, Ruby wasn't drinking any either. Mostly because she didn't drink or keep the stuff in her house either. She had grown up with her uncles drinking behavior and had seen him through the best of times and the worst. It wasn't a habit she wanted to pick up, but she wasn't about to deny other people the fun either.

She's mostly tired and chilled out when she catches Kate's smile. She had seen enough of them shared between her sister and their teammate that she should know what it means, but it still manages to fly over her head.]

Uh- No. I'm guessing he's a cop?

Just remember if he doesn't see it, it's not a illegal. Or at least that's what my Uncle always used to say.

two.

[pacificator]

[ Wynonna's face screws up. She's got a spoon tucked into her mouth, chocolate peanut butter melting over her tongue. But it makes her voice a little muffled when she says: ]

The fu– the Mountie?

[ Bad enough there are so many cops here. Bad enough she's one of them. (Technically. Deputized. Whatever!) But a goddamn Mountie? Really? ]

Uh, hard to miss a guy wearing bright red.

2

[meadqueen]

Fraser, with the wolf?

[Yes, this is the thing that is notable about him.]

one.

[madginger]

[ Max's eyes absolutely widen when the jar is brought out. It's not even her favorite sweet, and she doesn't care. It's something sweet! ]

Where did you get that? [ She starts looking around. ] I will get spoons to have some!

[pacificator]

entrance.

[ She's never been invited to a Girls Night before. Bouncing in and out of juvie and foster homes wasn't exactly conducive to the usual teen girl experience. This is Waverly's ballpark, not hers.

But she arrives, wary, Peacemaker tucked into a leather holster on a gun belt she'd managed to scavenge from the remains of an outdoors supply store. She makes her way in and deposits a few bottles of pine wine near the snacks, opening one to pour a cup for herself. ]

Anybody want some?

[ Behind her, the door's arc back into its frame arrests. There's a scratch of a paw, a white muzzle pushing its way through the opening, and then a large white dog comes trotting in, tail waving, heading directly for the snack table. ]

... Is that a fucking wolf?

later.

[ The pine wine is helping. So are the snacks and so is the music. None of this is anything she knows how to deal with, but Wynonna's managed to actually have a few conversations, and she's hit what passes for the dance floor more than once.

Now, she hangs by the door, taking a few moments out of the bubble of laughter and chatter, giving herself a breather as she casts a glance out the window. Just taking stock, making sure nobody's trying to do anything stupid like bust up Ruby's party. ]

Honestly?

[ This to the person who's recently come up to her. ]

I haven't been to a house party in forever. This is... you know. Not so bad.

Entrance

[guidemyway]

[And sudden excited cry for joy rings out from directly behind Wynonna.]

It's a wolf! Welcome to the party! Do you want snackies?

[Ruby zips past Wynonna and with no fear starts petting the wolf without making an attempt to stop it from getting to the snacks. She glances over Wynonna way.]

I guess we can make an exception for one boy, right? [She turns back to Dief.] Because he's a good boy, right? Yes you are! Yes you are!

later

[desperate_times_right]

[The pine wine actually tastes better than Chloe’s mystery basement beverage, so she's sipping some of that.]

Yeah, the kids are all right. [A wry smile.] Except maybe that one you chucked earlier.

INTRUDER ALERT cw: stalking, paranoia, the works--

[ployboy]

[It's not hard to formulate a plan. With Anti-Life whispering death in his ears and with new haunts coming into play with extravagance, Tim didn't even need much convincing to tell himself it's the right thing to do.

The poster goes up, and he listens in to conversation and small talk.

And of course he knows where Ruby lives. Milton is a small town.

A party assumes a single room, the warmest. As with most cabins here, the largest wood stoves or chimneys are present in the living rooms just past the front door. It's a touch difficult to navigate a closed, potentially locked, window in layers upon layers of clothes. But one big advantage: Tim just doesn't wear gloves. So he's in through a rear bedroom window and is relieved to find nobody there. He's silent. A ghost. He follows the noise, the light, the girls' chitchat.

There's a pantry-looking closet near a washroom which Tim is reasonably sure he can squeeze into. It's close to the girls, not close enough to be immediately found out.

That's when Tim steps on a] ohmygod!? [dog's tail is that a dog that is one big dog why do they even have a dog]

[maintiensledroit]

[ That soft, pliable pile of fur is up in the next second, snarling, lips drawn back from fangs, those are fangs, and as the fur stands up on his hackles and he advances towards this interrupter, some small part of Tim, perhaps the child who maybe used to read picture books on wildlife, might recognize this is no dog at all.

It's a wolf.

Diefenbaker growls, then launches into a series of angry barks, tongue lashing his teeth, ears laid flat, eyes promising retribution. ]

outside chillin'

[jackdawvision]

[There’s a guy sitting on the rooftop across from the house.

Edward’s finished up his parkour route for the night, so he’s made his way here just to check on how the Girls Night party is going. He has some rabbit jerky and is wrapped up warmly against the bitter cold, so he’s all good out here. He also isn’t making an effort to hide, just sitting on the rooftop and occasionally waving at the occupants when they notice him.

Don’t mind him! He’s just here to make sure nothing explodes.]

[pacificator]

[ After she's finished yeeting an obnoxious teen out into the snow, Wynonna takes a second to breathe in the crisp air. Enjoying the moment. It's the most like home this place has felt since she got here – she almost feels nostalgic for the brawls that break out at Shorty's.

Eventually, she clocks the man up on the roof, watching. He doesn't seem like he's planning to interrupt, so she just tosses him a casual wave. ]

Hey.

Batcow | DC Comics | OTA

[thefifthchild]

[It is a melancholy evening for the bovine of the bat variety. Her closest companion and beloved Father in the world is out, raiding shops for fishing line to manufacture into makeshift miniature ballista or Cross Bows, and the rabbits have begun to grate upon her sanguine temperament with their constant hopping and their speculation on when The Drake or The Red Reaper shall take their lives. Fortunately, her superior super-cow senses have detected that evil might be afoot, and with none of her fellow Justice Leaguers around to help, she has taken it upon herself to follow in Grandfather's teachings. With no Batman in this frozen landscape, it falls upon his strongest descendent to take up the mantle...!!

That is, perhaps, one of many reasons why a cow heavily covered in blankets and warm coats suddenly finds herself outside the door of girl's night, and why she cries mournfully at the warmth and mirth and companionship to be had inside. It brings back memories of happier times, with her companions Titus and Alfred the Cat and Jerry the Turkey and Goliath the fifteen foot tall dragon bat, and the friendship that they all shared. Gone now were those days... Instead she is in the snow, and her favorite uncle Timothy has been cast out to die. Such is life. She shall abandon him to his fate.]

[desperate_times_right]

[Chloe hears groaning outside and steps out as discreetly as one can when they're this hammered to make sure that kid’s not trying to get his ass kicked again.

What she actually sees makes even less sense.]

Why hello, lady! I don't think they've got any straw in there.

[darkxwolf17]

What's with the noise out-

[. . .]

Aaaaare you a talking cow?

Uzi | Murder Drones | OTA

[darkxwolf17]

[A: Entrance]
[So, Uzi hasn't been invited to a party.... ever. Even by association. Nuts to the people back home, though. She didn't care! Parties were dumb, and everyone who couldn't even remember her name could bite her.

She didn't know much about the others here, Ruby included. But she was a girl. And it was a 'girls night'. And nobody here knew who she was, not because they didn't care, but because she was new... Maybe it wouldn't be so bad?

Which is what Uzi thinks to herself upon entering the party zone. She's nervous, withdrawn, at least until she spots the giant scythe in the corner, and the sword on the fireplace mantle. Like, okay humans??

Briefly, she forgets her own worries, and just stares at the sword.]

Aww, man. I have so much pirated anime I didn't get to finish.

[B: Wallflowering]
[The worries return, but soon Uzi's settled into a healthy amount of wallflowering, posted up against one of the cabin's walls.

She can't dance, not in a cool way. And her last prom ended in almost getting her head cut off. So there's really no frame of reference to go back to. Still, she tries to play it cool.]

...So. You guys are from Earth, huh? Do you hate robots?

[She's got a cup in her hands. There's nothing in it, it's just for appearances.]

B.

[pacificator]

What?

[ She's too busy, for a second, wondering if this pine wine is hitting her harder than usual, to clock what the robot (robot????) girl says. ]

Uh, no? But it doesn't exactly come up a lot.

OTA

[meadqueen]

1.
[The notice posted on the board had been mostly unintelligible to Randvi, but she likes parties and is trying to integrate into this community as best she can while they're trapped here, so she’d shown up at Ruby’s door at the appointed time.

By necessity it's different, but a lot of things are the same: there's (strange) food and song, and even a small brawl.

At first she’s checking out all the unfamiliar things, unfolding game boards and mats, curiously dropping checkers into the Connect 4 rack, inspecting the inarguably 'cool' weapons on display, and pressing her face close to the small box with the music.]

2.
[Once everything that can be discovered has been seen, she stands near some of the others and watches the dances.]

It does everyone good to celebrate like this in winter.

OTA

[desperate_times_right]

[The only thing Chloe had found to bring as a gift to this party was a bunch of mason jars of questionable alcohol that she’d found in the root cellar of her new house, but it's better than nothing.

Setting it down by the food:] It tastes awful but it's safe, I tried it already.

outside.... for reference...

[fidior]

[ Of course Edward Little noticed the announcement on the message board (considering he checks it multiple times a day.) And a ladies' evening is quite a nice idea — something very reminiscent of his own time. Perhaps they'll read, embroider, have coffee or hot chocolate together... converse.

It's nice. It feels like... well, something to be found in a society. It's some gesture of normalcy.

Unfortunately, he knows that their overarching circumstances are anything but normal, no matter how desperately he tries to help them be. The bizarre collective dream experienced by everyone here is testament to that... He's especially cautious these days, and so at some point in the evening, he will be coming by to make certain that things are all right. He certainly won't interfere — no, he just lingers around outside for awhile, walking up and down the nearest street or standing off close by, a familiar figure in his uniformed greatcoat and officer's cap, shotgun strapped to his back. He does have reason to believe there are a few ruffians among this population, so he'll keep an eye out.... (although doesn't catch a certain teenage boy in the act of slipping in through the back....)

But at some point after The Tim Debacle (alarming! he'll be so alarmed!) he will drag over a crate from a nearby abandoned building (maybe you've seen him standing on things like this when making announcements in the town....) and sit on it... keeping watch especially vigilantly now. ]

[guidemyway]

[Ruby has noticed the increased presence around after The Timbacle, and she doesn't mind it. It was nice to see some people around who were interested while still remaining respectful of what she had been trying to do here. ...And to be honest even she needed her breaks from the party here and there.

So she does gear up and pop outside with a hot chocolate in hand and offers it to Ned when she catches sight of him sitting on his crate.]

Nice night, huh?