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

[sword_redemption]

There are worse ways to sow peace between the factions than dancing.

[Provided Barricade won't take it badly when Drift accidentally steps on his foot.]

[Drift elbows off the wall.] Time to test your courage, then. [Are you brave enough to try to teach the swordwielding dork to dance?]

[namesnotprowl]

More than likely.

[Barricade has had tripping adventures with Blurr so far; having someone step on his foot would be no problem.]

In these circumstances, I am positively a well of bravery. [He holds out one hand. Come with him if you want to live learn to waltz.]

[sword_redemption]

[Drift looks down at Barricade's feet. Yyyyeah, going to try to avoid stepping on them. Ouch.]

Well. It's peace. Guess this is how it's done.

[How it's done is taking your embarrassingly 'can't dance' lumps with good humor. He takes the offered hand, trying not to look as embarrassed as he is. ]

[namesnotprowl]

[Barricade hasn't actually had anyone tweak those foot spikes in ages. He can at least fold them up a bit to keep from injuring Drift on accident?]

More or less. Ends with career changes and a lot of stir-crazy warriors.

[And him giving dance lessons. He is, thankfully, used to dancing with people that can't otherwise dance and will be dragging Drift onto the dance floor presently.]

[sword_redemption]

[Drift is used to training involving pain. He can handle it!]

...and embarrassed ones. With hats. And dancing.

[And suddenly relationships they don't know how to handle. And aaargh can he go kill something again? Soon?]

Before we begin: I apologize.

[For how bad he's going to be.]

[namesnotprowl]

[Still, better to avoid the whole thing.]

Only dancing on occasion. And hats for those that can stand them.

[And sudden relationships that he couldn't handle when they happened, and occasionally metaphorical dances with curiously interesting folks. He was so much better at war.]

Ain't any reason t'apologize. I know what I'm getting into.

[sword_redemption]

Well, I'm game for it.

[CAN YOU SEE HOW HAPPY HE IS.]

You're truly a brave Decepticon, then, Barricade.

[namesnotprowl]

Don't look so worried. Not gonna make you do any moves I don't think you're capable of already.

[Buck up, buddy! New experiences, etc.]

Ex-Decepticon, Drift. But brave I'll give you.

[sword_redemption]

Walking. That's about all I'm capable of.

[He's been watching the dancing all night and if you think he's going to be able to pull off those B-Boy moves Whirl's doing? Nope.]

[He laughs.] You, too? Guess this is a wayward home for ex'Cons.

[namesnotprowl]

You are a capable fighter, so you gotta have a good grasp of balance. All you're really missing is the rhythm.

[He's hardly going to ask Drift to try advance Capoeira moves on a crowded dance floor.]

[Barricade chuckles.] Me too. And that ain't a bad thing for those of us stayin' neutral.