A formal dance.

[pendragon]

WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: The Atrium, Haven's Hub.
WHEN: Today! The dance will go on from the late afternoon until the early hours of the morning.
WHAT: Have your top hat and cane? This is a formal ball. The origination is a drunken Vandal and battle-worn Saber.
WARNINGS: Could be anything from bar fights to drunken swearing to people tripping over their own feet or people making out in a corner.

Welcome to the dance!      The Atrium will have its doors open in the late evening. For the first two hours, Vandal and Drift will be acting as receptionist and bouncer. After that, the doors close. At the reception desk, you will be required to sign your name and also hand over any weapons that you are carrying. (Within the building there is an inhibitor placed. No one will be able to use any weaponry on their person.)      The Atrium is decorated in royal purple and black, with accents of white and pearl. The decorations are standard fair for a ball. There's hanging draperies, table clothes, and colored lighting. Towards the outside of the circular Atrium, everyone will be under a glowing white light. Towards the middle of the dance floor, there is a much softer lavender that illuminates the immediate area.      Vandal and Saber organized and planned, and then helped with decorations. They will also be over seeing the event throughout the entire night. Vandal will be handling the reception desk and registration. We have Frenzy as our DJ in the Atrium, and Miko will be playing electric guitar for those who decide to visit the bar. Saber, Ironhide, and McCrane will be acting as security. They would be the best to contact should you have any.. safety concerns. Our bouncer, Drift, will be "on call" for security once his primary assignment is done. Kay organized and lead the decorating, and Ravage and McCrane helped with placing them. Melan and Joe gathered needed materials. Skidaddle is the one to blame for having the supply of available hats at the doors for any Cybertronian who tries to get past the one piece of attire rule.      Feel free to post in any sub-forum area you think your character would be present in (with or without an opening post), or merely tag others. Prose or action-spam is okay (and you may want to include this in your initial posts if you want others to tag you). Bonus: include links to garments your character may be wearing. This is entirely up to you! Have fun!      Make sure to add your character to the tags! (That's the registry.)

SHORTCUTS TO THE SUB-FORUMS:
Reception Area
Dance Floor
Lounging Areas
Bar
Walls

Comments

[robotfightclub]

[Your jokes are terrible and not good.

Also you're a toy.]

Uh huh. Thanks.

[Did she...do anything that somehow gave him the wrong idea that they're friends? What is going on here? Normally people aren't so willing to walk up to her multiple times after she questions their, um, souls.]

[kungfugeek]

[You offered to go drinking with him and you're asking yourself that question. Just don't say he's a toy again seriously. Stuff hurts his non-existant kokoro.

He tilts his head to the dance floor.]

C'mon! Let's get you out there.

[robotfightclub]

[Always so forward, Mr. the Joe?]

Please tell me you're joking.

[kungfugeek]

[Yes. Yes he is.]

Whaaat? It IS a dance, right?

[robotfightclub]

Yes, it is. Can you even dance?

[You are a toy, after all. Was it programed into you?]

[kungfugeek]

We'll find out, won't we?

[He really...doesn't know HOW, exactly, but how hard can it be? You just move your legs and boom. Dancing.



This is going to end horribly.]

[robotfightclub]

You know what? I'm going to say yes just to see how bad this can get.

[And without warning, she grabs Power Joe's hand and leads him to the dance floor. That's right, she's leading.]

[kungfugeek]

[Oh, that's his hand being pulled alright. He practically stumbles after her, finding himself on the dance floor.]

H-Hey! Easy there!

[robotfightclub]

If you want to dance with me, then you're gonna have to keep up.

[Seriously, she's no dancer. The fact that she's doing this at all is new for her. So if she's going to do it, then she's doing it her way.

Keep up, PJ.]

[kungfugeek]

[Grrr. He'll show you 'keeping up'.]

I can do that!

[He takes her hands in his, holding them in...what he's seen people do in soaps. The nice slow dancing.]

See?

[robotfightclub]

[Wow good wow you can hold her hands.

She spins him.]

[kungfugeek]

[Oh oops. PJ just got spin'd. He manages to catch himself, despite how she's pretty much in control of this dance--wait no, HE wants to give direction.

Don't mind if he tries to take that step to lead.]

[robotfightclub]

[Don't mind if she doesn't let him. This is her dance, buddy.]

Down boy.

[kungfugeek]

[He's about to object, but--this is a dance. Formal and all that stuff. He doesn't WANT to make a scene, and Arcee did technically agree to it.

So for now, she wins, but he'll have a pout face the entire time.]

[robotfightclub]

[Well look at that, he can be taught. Isn't he glad he got himself into this mess?]

That's better.

[kungfugeek]

Speak for yourself.

[You're being awfully smug, Arcee >8T]

So...enjoying your night?

[robotfightclub]

[Is smugness new for you? Was it not programmed into your A.I.?]

Oh, are we doing small talk now?

[kungfugeek]

[NO WHO ASKED YOU FFFF.]

What, not expecting that from a 'human robot'?