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

[copperkitty]

Guitar. See, I know I was close.

I wouldn't mind learning how to play one.

[He bounces on his heels a few times before realizing that Blurr isn't as cheerful as he first thought.]

...You know, it's been a while since I've seen you actually happy about something.

[raceme]

Yeah, you were. HUMANS have a lot do more instruments some of them are really weird.

You need to ask Soundwave I'm SURE he will like to show you how to play.

...[He doesn't know what to say about that.]...sorry.

[copperkitty]

Nothing to be sorry about.

I'm just... sayin'.

[Awkward Cheetor is awkward? Maybe he should have approached this differently.]

[raceme]

Things here has been rather crazy lately. [It's okay. Blurr likes direct people. He does notice the awkward, so he also gives Cheetor something else to talk about.]

Have you _{heard? Drift suggested that} we could make a race track.

[copperkitty]

Well... if you ever want to talk about it...

[Yeah, but who would with Cheetor? He grins awkwardly and reaches for that conversation topic.]

Yeah, I did hear! I think it's the best idea ever!

'Course you know that me and you can leave everyone behind in the dust, but it'll probably be fun no matter what right?

[raceme]

[Blurr would.] Don't you ever feel like you don't fit anywhere? Not even when we were back home, there I felt different too. Like..people couldn't keep up with me and I let them be ^{and tried to do my thing. But here I can't do that} and I'm not sure if I want, anyway. Sorry, it's stupid.

[So yeah, let's talk about racing.] We need to find a lot of ma-te-ri-als to finish it quickly!

Ehehe. [Yes, he knows.]

[copperkitty]

...

Well...

Yeah. Often. Back home on the police force no one wanted anything to do with me, so I kept getting bumped from partner to partner. "Turbo revving young punk" they said. Eventually I got demoted and sent to Iacon Central. Even here I haven't made a lot of friends.

But I like being around you Blurr! I don't know why, but it's fun to have someone who can actually go faster than I can though I will beat you in a race someday just you watch and... I don't feel so different either.

[He pauses for a moment and fiddles with something.]

I want to be just like you someday.

[raceme]

I'msorrytohearthat....[Blurr nudges Cheetor's side for a moment.] A young punk hm? I don't think you are that bad. And I like being your friend too.

[He really does, honestly. Being with Cheetor makes him feel almost normal.]

[He had to chuckle at that, it was soft but it sounded rather auto-deprecating.] NooooOOOOOoooo you do not. _{Trust me on that.} You can be so much better.