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

[redshirtrobot]

Oh, well. Thank you. I... appreciate it. [He's not nearly bold enough to say something to Megatron himself, but at least having someone to commiserate with is an improvement.]

That would ruin our intimidation factor, I think. The whole 'scary faceless army' thing we try to do.

[He squeaks in surprise when Knock Out puts his hands on his hips, but moves with their push. Fracas even glances down to watch it. Okay. Now that he knows how that's supposed to look and feel...] Ah. Thank you... All right. So it's- [And he tries again, much more smoothly this time.]

[deadlydoctor]

No problem. [Knock Out should be wiser than that, but his temper gets the best of him often.]

Hm, good point.

[Knock out looks up and smirks. Why so nervous, fracas? It's just some friendly touching. To help you.]My pleasure. And who's your date, by the way?

[redshirtrobot]

[At least someone is saying something to him?]

I figured. I mean, I know everyone gets confused... and it apparently doesn't work... but.

[It's the principle of the thing. And if Fracas was capable, he would be blushing beet red behind that mask. Even if it is just friendly and to help him. Which he's sure it is, totally.] Shockwave. The big one, not ours. But he's. Not much of a dancer. [That and huge size differences.] Honestly I think he only came 'cause I asked him.

[deadlydoctor]

[Yeah. For what is worth.]

It work in some level. Humans do get scared.

[Knock Out gets it, surprisingly enough. The medic is trying not chuckle at the sound he received from the other mech. His touch is complexity innocent, honestly ~.]

....

You did WHAT?

[redshirtrobot]

Well, that's because we're taller than them...

[Big and scary robots are big and scary no matter HOW they look.

He can't help the noise. Intimate touches are surprising still, even if they're completely innocent. Which he assumes (perhaps wrongly).]

... I invited Shockwave as my date?

[deadlydoctor]

And stronger. And more deathly. Yet some of them are still dangerous.

[And then there's Starscream...]

But.....why?

[redshirtrobot]

That's why I stay out of their way. Especially the small ones, they seem to... drag Autobots out of thin air.

[And THAT is horrifying. And so is Starscream.]

Well... he's just been so nice to me, and we're kind of... seeing each other?

[Yes, Knock Out. The Vehicon is dating a Megatron's second-in-command.]

[deadlydoctor]

It's like they can summon them, yes. [So weird. Ko still wonder why Autobots keep the fleshies as pets.]

[Yup.]

...

[Congrats, Fracas. You broke him.]

[redshirtrobot]

[Oh dear. Oh no he broke Knock Out.

... what's the penalty for breaking an officer's processor anyway.

Oh, nevermind. He cautiously raises his hands, hesitant to touch the other bot's shoulders.]

Knock Out, sir? I-is everything all right?

[deadlydoctor]

[Yes, yes you did fracas.

His processor is stuck trying to process the new information because, really, Shockwave really?]

I...yeah..... [He blinks and straightens himself, frowning.] Have you lost your mind!?

[redshirtrobot]

Oh thank goodness I thought I broke you-

[Wait. Fracas straightens up slightly, cocking his head to the side.]

Lost my mind? Why would I have lost my mind?

[deadlydoctor]

Just a tiny bit.

[Knock out waves his hands. ]Because he's SHOCKWAVE. Mr I-only-care-for-science-and-logic!

[redshirtrobot]

Sorry sir.

[Fracas twitches back a bit, shrugging his shoulders.] It was his decision. And I don't mind if and when he decides our arrangement is illogical.

[deadlydoctor]

S'okay.

His dec...HE asked you out? Are you sure he doesn't want to experiment on you?

[redshirtrobot]

Of course he asked me out. A Vehicon asking an officer out is dangerous.

... why does everyone think he's experimenting on me. He's been training me to fight. It would be silly to invest all that time on me and then... take me apart or whatever.

[deadlydoctor]

That's...probably a good point.

Because he looks like he would do that But if he isn't well.......congrats? [Knock Out is the most unsure.]How do you....you know. I like big mechs but he is huge.

[redshirtrobot]

Of course it's a good point.

He so wouldn't. W-well... thank you, sir. [Fracas pauses for a moment. Did Knock Out just ask him...]

Oh. Well ah, you see, we kind of-
[And here, he launches into a description of how they do it (complete with hand gestures!) that is probably too explicit for most polite conversation. At least Fracas keeps his voice low?]

[deadlydoctor]

[Oh boy, he never thought Vehicons could talk so much. And also give that many details.]

That's...creative. And I really, really, need a drink right now.

[redshirtrobot]

[Fracas is very thorough in his reports, really.]

Well, we kind of have to be, what with... everything. And uhm. Sorry?

[So many questions with so many brain-breaking answers today.]

[deadlydoctor]

Yes, I can imagine. [He gives Fracas a pat on the back.] Good for you,

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Yes, I can imagine. [He gives Fracas a pat on the back.] Good for you, <small< i guess</small>. Now, if you forgive me, I really, really, need that drink.

[He's going to get high until he forgets this conversation ever happened.]

[redshirtrobot]

Of course. Ah, thank you for the dance lesson. I appreciate it.

[Even if you try to forget it, Fracas will still be there. Dating Shockwave.

Mwahahahah.]

[deadlydoctor]

Anytime. [To the bar /o/


Fracas you are an evil vehicon.]