[Open - Communal] Meet 'n' Greet!

[winged_knight]

WHO: Anyone! Hosted by Wing, Vectorians especially encouraged.
WHERE: One of the larger upper platforms in Vector Prime's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now
WHAT: Mixer for Vectorians and general social gathering for everyone.
WARNINGS: None yet. (But there's booze so...at the very least there might be bad karaoke)

Upon entering Vector Prime's domain it's obvious that things are a foot. The typically serene atmosphere is enlivened with notes of music and the murmur of voices punctuated by the occasional bubble of laughter that filters down from the upper heights, a soft glow of illuminating one of the larger platforms with a structure built on it. Colorful streamers fly from crystalline light poles, marking the way through the various crystal bridges and small platforms, until one reaches the large terrace on which the gathering is situated.

A large pavilion-like structure, enclosed on two sides but otherwise open to a majestic view of the gorge and beyond, shelters the bulk of the gathering. Its roof is several stories tall, enough to accommodate their First Forged benefactor should he choose to join them, and what could be considered a dance floor sprawls off to the side. The platform edges have been lined with a railing here unlike most of the others, to waylay any highgrade assisted trips into the gorge itself. Along another wall, nearest the open area, speakers and other equipment have been setup to provide music and other entertainment. One of Vector Prime's Acolytes greets newcomers with a simple nod, and may later be seen looking after the replenishent of refreshments as needed.

Tables of typical Cybertronian height line one wall, where tapped cylinders of softly glowing energon, both standard and highgrade, sit alongside cubes waiting to be filled. Various pieces of make-shift seating suitable to the average mech are scattered around. Central to the pavilion is a wide raised platform, about waist height to the average Cybertronian, designed to allow the shorter attendees to converse with their taller robotic fellows at eye level. Human scale ladders allow access to and from the floor, and occupying the platform is a buffet table accompanied by several mis-matched chairs.

The buffet table is covered with an eclectic assortment of refreshments and serving implements more suitable to organics, mostly non-perishable pantry type goods, (you can be certain there's Twinkies!) along with a odd collection of various alcohols including a bottle or two of whiskey. At the end of one table sits an old refrigerator on its back, now tasked with being a simple ice box, filled entirely with chunks of clean snow and ice from Liege Maximo's quadrant. Accompanying it are wax paper cups and a pitcher of fruity syrup that smells reminiscent of Kool-Aid. (make yourself a snow cone!)

The pavilion is attached to a larger building, two doors at the rear of the pavilion each lead to two separate rooms. One that appears to be in use for the storage of unused supplies and materials while the other is filled with makeshift seating of various sizes, creating a more relaxed atmosphere. To the rear there is access to a second floor, the rooms of which appear to be currently unused.

Barricade and Soundwave have agreed to provide musical entertainment for the evening.

Miko may play some guitar for us if we can find a way to power her amp.

Wing will perform a traditional narrative sword kata with some musical accompaniment.

Vector Prime himself may make an appearance at some point as well.

((---This is COMMUNAL log and designed to be a mixer, so post to note your attendance and then tag around!---))

((If you'd like to do a game, performance or other activity feel free to make a post for it and let me know, then I'll highlight it here.))

((I tried to set a foundation for the scene but leave a lot of stuff open, so feel free to embellish where you like. We have access to pretty much anything that's mundane though likely it comes from the Junk Pile. Feel free to have your character bring something if they want.))

Comments

[patokichi]

The last party Deckerd really had lead to one of the most near-catastrophic events of his short career. That sad, Deckerd looks tense. Not that he's one to be superstitious.

He's just having a hard time relaxing. His mind is still on poor McCrane, at rest in the medbay and Korra who is currently MIA.

He fidgets, a cube of energon in his hand, feeling alien. He hasn't really touched it.

[namesnotprowl]

"You're lookin' a little tense, there."

He's had more than his share of over-serious mechs at parties lately, so Barricade is out to correct the issue as best he can. Who knows? It has to be easier than convincing Optimus Prime to try to dance with him.

And fidgeting? Fidgeting definitely warrants a bit of prodding at.

[patokichi]

This isn't someone he's seen before. Deckerd winces slightly before forcing on a smile.

"I suppose I'm just a little out of my depth."

Which is entirely true.

What is he even doing here?

[namesnotprowl]

"Eh, it's all right. Parties aren't everyone's scene."

But sometimes they just have to make the best of the situation they're in. Even parties.

Besides, it's an opportunity to meet new people.

"Designation's Barricade, by the by. It's a pleasure."

[patokichi]

"Deckerd of the Brave Police," Deckerd offers him a stuff salute and a handshake, "Pleased to meet you, Barricade."

He moves aside so Barricade can join him against the table if he so chooses.

[namesnotprowl]

Barricade takes the offered hand and gives it a couple firm shakes and giving Deckerd a smile before joining him. He hums low for a few moments.

"Brave Police... One of the human-built mechs, aren't you? Think I helped work out your engine upgrades."

[littlecrowgirl]

"Decky!"

She'd recognize you in an instant, Deckerd. After all, you do kind of stand out among the other robots here. And who could forget her favourite police bro? She practically dashes up to him, eyes glittering.

"I didn't know you were a party animal!"

[patokichi]

"Ah-" He hears the voice, peering around... and then down.

"O-oh Kay... ahah, not really, no. I just. Um."

He looks down at her helplessly and sets down his cube of energon, kneeling slowly to get on a closer level.

"You look like you're having fun."

[littlecrowgirl]

"I'm having a blast!"

She tilts her head slightly, putting her hands behind her back as Deckerd gets closer to her level.

"What about you?"

[patokichi]

"I'm having a nice time," He lies. He's worried about McCrane and Ratchet and he misses Yuuta terribly.

At least he's not starving anymore.

Regardless, he offers her an open hand, palm-up to step into, should she want to be picked up.

It was a habit for him.

[littlecrowgirl]

Well you fooled her, at least. She takes that invite onto his hand without a second thought, hopping into it and holding onto his thumb for support.

"Great! That's what you're supposed to do at parties after all."

[engrishdetective]

"Hey, Deckerd!"

Someone has been working with the high-grade. It's been a pretty damn pleasant experience for Gunmax thus far. Best part is, his tanks don't feel sick as hell. He feels more relaxed and prepared to deal with tonight than he did an hour or two ago.

Gunmax plops himself down next to his partner, slinging an arm around his shoulders. "C'mon, you haven't even tried it yet."

[patokichi]

"Oh," Deckerd smiles weakly as Gunmax flops down next to him, jostledby the arm around his shoulders. He stares into his untouched cube.

"I'm... not really that low on fuel. I'm fine. It seems like you're having a nice time."

[engrishdetective]

"Nice as it can get, partner. Which really isn't much, but the point is to try, right?"

Gunmax snorts a little at the way Deckerd looks. Setting his high-grade down, he reaches out and uses his fingers to try to force the Brave Detective's face into a smile.

"You look... very much unlike you right now," he decides eloquently.

[patokichi]

The Brave Detective tries to frown against Gunmax's fingers, pulling his face away, out of reach with a small huff.

"You're drunk," He points out flatly, topping his head slightly, "Perhaps some self-control? Is this going to end up like the diesel now?"

Who knows, getting drunk off energon... he doesn't know what the side-effects might be.

[engrishdetective]

There's a deep, contemplative frown on Gunmax's face, as if he's seriously trying to figure out how Deckerd escaped his master plan of making him smile. How was he so quickly foiled?

The biker does not dwell long when Deckerd speaks again.

"The diesel made me feel sick. But I feel great right now." He gives Deckerd a playful nudge. "I think you should try it. My tanks don't feel gross."

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

Oh another robot, and you look like one of the police men from Japan, Miko can't help but think that isn't just a coincidence. She had heard that the Brave Police were from Japan, so she decided to bet to herself that he was one of those guys.

"Hi there." She says, waving at him and smiling. She couldn't help but wonder if he was nervous about parties, but if she is one of the ones she thinks he is, calling him out on it would probably be terribly offensive to him.

[patokichi]

Deckerd perks, immediately looking down. Honestly, he's relieved to see a human. A kid. Someone he feels like he can understand a little better. Humans are still more familiar to him than the cybertronians.

He kneels, turning up his gentle smile and lifting a hand in greeting.

"Hello."

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

Her smile brightens more when he responds favorably to her, after the way Gunmax had been terse she had been a little worried, not that she would have ever shown it.

"Are you one of the Brave Police I've heard about?" She asks, figuring it was best to get that question answered first, so that she could at least know who she is talking to instead of just guessing.

[patokichi]

Gunmax was... well. Gunmax. Deckerd knows he can be brash, though that doesn't really speak for everyone else.

"I am. My name is Deckerd. And yourself?"

He speaks very formally (awkwardly, almost), but he pretty much exudes friendliness.

[heavymetalgenkigirl]

Miko gets a small, but certainly mischievous, smile on her face before bowing to a polite level and speaking in clear Japanese. "It's nice to meet you, I am Nakadai Miko." She was interested to find out if he would be surprised that she knew Japanese or not. Though despite the politeness she gave him in return she was bound to go back to being brash in English once she had seen if she could get a reaction out of him.

[winged_knight]

Wing see the Brave police leader arrive and makes his way over as soon as he can. He's an easy one to get attached to for sure.

"Deckerd." With Wing comes a warm, fuzzy air of companionable reassurance. There's a gentle touch to the detective's arm as Wing smiles a greeting. "I'm happy to see you. And to hear that you're out of danger."

And because he can guess what's bothering the other mech, he adds, "I'm sure McCrane will be fine. Ratchet is an incredible medic."

[patokichi]

Wing read him like a book. He never hid hid emotions well, anyways. Wore his heart on his sleeve, a lot like Yuuta.

"Hello Wing," He smiles in spite of it, "It's good to not have to worry about fuel."

He rubs his neck, staring at his untouched cube of energon.

"He's quite talented. I know McCrane is in good hands."

[winged_knight]

He nods. "I can only imagine what that must be like. I'm glad it's taken care of. How are you adjusting to the energon?"

Wing takes note of the untouched cube but doesn't comment. Sometimes even the basic things like fuel lacked appeal when one was already full of other things like concern, and possibly guilt?

"It's unfortunate he had to miss this, but we can have another, something smaller, to celebrate his recovery once he's back on his feet."

[patokichi]

"It's ah... interesting. Something to get used to, but it provides me quite ample energy."

A very clinical appraisal.

"Gunmax seems to like it," He adds lamely.

"I think that would be good. I'll feel better when he's back on his feet."