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James T. Kirk ([personal profile] episodically) wrote in [community profile] reverielogs2018-09-07 06:35 am

you gotta fight for your right to party

» WHO? all ya'll!
» WHEN? sometime after the 15th
» WHERE? everywhere
» WHAT? house party!
» WARNINGS? i'd say blanket warning for language, maybe light violence, anything else, i'll update.

[ jim kirk wasn't the captain of this station. he wasn't even a ranking officer but he knows enough about people to know that, if you put them through the wringer over and over again, they're going to break without some sort of downtime. and jim's not about to be on a station where everyone's breaking down. no, he hadn't come back from death to die again.

so, he goes back to his roots. he goes back to the days where he'd spent all of his time in bars, hitting on pretty girls and boys, and getting into fights. maybe possibly they can cross out fights tonight but the rest of the stuff? nah, jim wants it all.

he trawls his way through the station to see what they have, first of all. and then he gets to work. the replicators don't serve great booze but it's booze nonetheless and he gets those flowing, filling bottles and glasses and sliding them out for anyone to have. he fiddles with the lights in the bar to make it more appropriate and even asks this new ai on board for some music. if that doesn't work, everyone's just going to be treat to him singing.

then, he pulls out chairs and benches from the rooms and lines the halls. he wants everyone to be together, to talk to each other and the halls seem like the most well traveled place. he draws signs that lead people to the pool where he's tossed a bunch of small things in to take the place of beach balls and toys. he even suggests chicken fights because who can resist a good chicken fight?

is it sacrilegious to see up makeshift twister in the chapel? oh well because that's where it is. dancing, he decides, is best for observation deck so he asks for a little more music filtered in there because who wouldn't want to dance with that beautiful backdrop?

on the command deck, jim rigs up some lights, making it more apt for a party and sets up a few tables with cards and other random things to signify money. if people want to do some gambling, lose their shirts, jim's not going to stop you. he prefers strip poker, really, but there are youngsters around so behave. somewhat. ringing the room, he finds spots to set up arm wrestling tables because who doesn't want to show off their strength? not jim, he knows so many people would beat him but maybe other people want to grab the title of 'strongest on the station.' jim will make you a medal and everything.

he wants to do something with the library but he doesn't want to wreck it. so, poetry readings. there's no mic but he does set up a chair to act as a stage and even pushes various other chairs around it to act as an audience. don't get too wild in here. the nonexistent librarian won't like it.

lastly, he finds himself in the hangar. there are shuttles in there that he doesn't want to break but it's a big space so fuck it, he goes for a fight club type atmosphere. people need to get the tension out somehow and while fucking likes bunnies would be ideal, asking for an orgy tonight would be too much. so, he draws chalk outlines of various rings for various different matches. he makes rules that say this isn't till the death, be fair, no hitting below the belt and, if jim were to get into the ring, you weren't allowed to mess up his hair.

he was the party organizer, he got to make the rules!

once everything seemed to be set up, he just started knocking on doors at random to get people out of their rooms and out into the open. this station was stupid but he wasn't going to let things fall apart without a fight. ]





[ it's a party and it's open for everyone!! post your tl's, tag around to others and just enjoy yourself. there's no sinister motive here except getting that sweet, sweet cr. if you want to wildcard something being at the party, plz feel free to do that within reason, of course! hit me up at [plurk.com profile] spoonishly for questions/plotting! ]
oorah: (☠︎044)

[personal profile] oorah 2018-09-14 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
That explains that. Hell's Kitchen doesn't have an abundance of manors, last I checked.
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[personal profile] oddbod 2018-09-17 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
What does it have? Are there just a lot of kitchens? [Her smile brightens a little more. Silly banter, just her specialty in a dark and dangerous place like this.] That's how I always pictured it. Like, a bunch of restaurants, full of shouty people.
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[personal profile] oorah 2018-09-18 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
...No, that's pretty accurate actually.
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[personal profile] oddbod 2018-09-18 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I know it. I'm an expert on America.
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[personal profile] oorah 2018-09-19 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, is that right? You probably know better than me then.
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[personal profile] oddbod 2018-09-19 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She laughs, and swivels her stool a bit, feet dangling.]

I don't know, I've never actually been to New York. The guy I traveled with wasn't a fan.
Edited (wrote <she> instead of <small> in my html wtf self) 2018-09-19 03:44 (UTC)
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[personal profile] oorah 2018-09-20 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Should I be taking offense right now?

[ he shakes his head. ] Nah, it's not for everyone. But those it is... it's ours for life.
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[personal profile] oddbod 2018-09-20 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He was a bit of a weirdo.

[But said with the utmost, almost wistful fondness.]

And I guess it would be nice to feel that way about a place. I always just wanted to leave England, ever since I was little.
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[personal profile] oorah 2018-09-25 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Those are the only good ones.

[ he gets it, he misses his bestie too. ]

Yeah, guess I always wanted to leave too. That's why I joined up.