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cain. ([personal profile] blyat) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs2019-05-19 06:36 pm

one night of magic rush

WHO: Cain, Prompto, Hideki Maeda, and you!
WHERE: The popular Asylum club.
WHEN: Night of October 26.
WHAT: Cain and Prompto's joint birthdays!
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Beyond drinking/smoking, general wild party behavior, and fake friendship, there shouldn't be much. Will update as needed.


[Set deep in the downtown of New Amsterdam's entertainment district is Asylum, arguably the most popular club in the city. The exterior is cool steel beams and tasteful futuristic architecture with a long line down the corridor, suited bouncers posed at the entrance all armed with a virtual guest list. Its interior is fashioned with bright, colorful lighting dynamic to the music of the infamous DJ Semicolon, high ceilings and acoustic sounds to lend that feeling of a constant full-body hum. Any partygoers on the guest list for this event will be funneled toward the VIP section. They will have received an invitation a few days prior via their Cooltalk profiles. Jason is specifically blacklisted, sorry buddy.

DANCE YOUR HEART OUT. Nearly impossible to book without deep pockets or wide-reaching connections, Semicolon is at the top of their game mixing popular contemporary hits with Whitney Houston's classics. From song to song, Semicolon provides a unique and talented contrast of the slow to the energetic, so no matter your dancing style, you'll find something to move you on the dance floor.

DROWN YOUR... LIVER. Courtesy of the party's host, Hideki Maeda, the VIP section's private bar will provide an ever-flowing river of your favorite expensive high-proof alcohol. Pick your poison.

CHILL OUT. Tired on your feet from too much dancing, or just need a break from the packed atmosphere? There are plenty of comfortable areas where you can relax and take it easy until you're ready to get back out there. The lights around this area cycle through different colors in reflection of Semicolon's performance set, so a slower song might lend toward romantic shades of red while a faster-paced song is brighter blue.

SMOKE, EAT & MINGLE. Asylum will be serving real, fresh meat at this party, so enjoy that luxury while it lasts. There is also an outdoor area with a beautiful view over the city itself if you want to take your vape pen out there for a smoke, just get some air, or see who's around for a chat.]
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003 POWER-SLIDES IN L8

[personal profile] cyberlife 2019-05-25 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
(he practically invited himself, prone to that when there's good company — even markus might appreciate this sort of music, recognizable singers with actual talent, culture, and lyrics to enjoy. instead of that bass-heavy, indecipherable electro-pop you can feel knocking on the inside of your ribs.

so connor's there at the bar on a stool out of the way, waiting for an opportunity to chat and give his birthday wishes. prompto comes to him and there's the angry sting of a fresh wound he's professional enough to smile through, sad for what's happened months past but otherwise thrilled to see him. they both remember the sort of person they lost, now they're two souls left to handle things by themselves. as it is, he hopes his presence doesn't dredge up bad memories.
)

With that description, Prompto, we'll find it in no time. (sarcastic, harmless ribbing, for a young man who enjoys that sort of thing, lopsided smile fond when it makes an appearance. a hand raises to steady him — attempts to, anyway, with a warm hold lingering on his shoulder.)

Are you alright? You've been doing some celebrating...
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[personal profile] mercurio 2019-05-26 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[it takes him a moment to really notice who it is that he has walked into, and it's only when prompto sees who it is that he shows some mild apprehension on his face. connor. he hadn't realized he had come back, and—even then—it's not like it was a bad thing at all.]

Uh...

[for all that his drunk-adled brain can process right now, this is not quite it. he stares a while, the warm hand on his shoulder helping him settle a bit.]

Yeah, hey. Long time no see. [his face has settled on uncertainty.] It's, uh, a blue jacket, like I said and it... It's kinda big.

[helpful descriptions. let him have a second.]