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After the battle, Kanaya had kindly offered Rose a night's respite from the daunting prospect of returning to the dorm she used to share with Jade. Rose had gratefully accepted.

By the time they left the Corner Cafe, exhaustion set in. Rose's injuries were relatively superficial, so she had declined to be healed, but she felt every one of her bruises as they limped back to Kanaya's apartment.

After they had both cleaned themselves up and set up a makeshift bed on the couch, they were too exhausted to talk much. Kanaya bid her a sleepy goodnight, and headed off to her own room, leaving Rose to curl up under the blankets. Despite her initial worries that she wouldn't be able to sleep, she drifted off within minutes.

Rose woke in the morning to the soft sounds of someone moving around the kitchen. She lay there for a few minutes, drifting in and out of sleep, the comfortingly domestic sounds keeping her memories of the previous day's events at bay.

Eventually, the smell of food cooking reached her nose. Stomach rumbling, she levered herself upright and rubbed her eyes. She was sure that she looked like a mess, wearing oversized borrowed pajamas and her hair a veritable bird's nest from sleeping on the couch, but the lure of food was stronger than her desire to make herself presentable. Wrapping a blanket around her shoulders, she shuffled over to the kitchen.

She silently watched Kanaya cook from the doorway, a soft smile on her lips. Rose knew that Kanaya's diet didn't involve much cooking, lately, and the thoughtfulness of the gesture filled her with warmth. She cleared her throat after a few moments to make her presence known.

cuteandquarky

Jade woke up with one hell of a headache.

She found herself in a forest clearing, lying on some sort of ruined stone slab. It didn't take long for memories to come flooding back to her - fighting the giclops, getting knocked off of its shoulder, an impossible, squeezing pressure around her body, then... blackness. Then, briefly, the golden spires of Prospit and the Queen's meeting, and most of her friends being surprised to see her again.

She'd died. But somehow, she was alive again. Sore and confused, but most definitely alive.

Jade stood up and brushed her somewhat tattered super hero costume off, trying to appear presentable again. She could worry about the details of her apparent revival later - for now, she just needed to find her way back.

It took a few jumps with teleportation before Jade found herself in familiar territory again, at which point she was able to teleport back to her dorm. Once she was on campus, she started walking normally - thankfully, the quad was rather empty right now, so her disheveled appearance didn't draw any attention. Once she reached the front door to her dorm building, however, she noticed one rather significant thing missing.

She'd lost her key. Great.

Still, it was no problem teleporting herself inside, just past the door. "Rose?" she called out gently, knowing that her presence would more likely than not freak out her roommate. "Are you here?"

shoutypersonified

It was June 12th, Karkat's birthday. Normally he didn't give much of a shit about birthdays, but with everything that had been going on of late, he honestly needed an excuse to not do homework, hang out with people that he didn't hate, and watch some fucking romcoms. That all sounded good. To relax, for once.

It wasn't going to be anything special. Karkat wasn't even sure who would come if he invited them. He thought of literally just inviting Kanaya, because she could be counted on not to drive him insane normally, but there were a couple of other people that he guessed he would like to show up. Besides, he was supposed to be a leader, sort of, and at this point everyone probably needed a break as much as Karkat did. Karkat was sure that the people who actively hated him wouldn't bother to show up, especially to watch romcoms, so it was probably safe to just get everyone's emails from Terezi and send out a mass email to all the people involved in this crazy gods and monsters shit.

Karkat decided to have it at Kanaya's apartment, because cramming people into his dorm room sounded like a terrible idea. But Kanaya didn't have a TV. So he mentioned in the invite that if anyone had a projector and could bring it, that would be great.

Invitation:

I AM HAVING A GET-TOGETHER ON JUNE 12TH. THE PURPOSE WILL BE TO VIEW ROMANTIC COMEDIES, SO IF THAT BOTHERS YOU, STAY THE FUCK HOME. THE FIRST ONE WE ARE WATCHING IS THE WEDDING SINGER, AND I WILL CHOOSE THE OTHER ONES, BUT IF YOU WANT TO BRING SOME FOR ME TO CONSIDER, THAT'S FINE I GUESS.

IT'LL BE AT KANAYA'S APARTMENT: 600 SUNSET LOVER'S LANE, APT 669. SHE DOESN'T HAVE A TV, SO SOMEONE NEEDS TO BRING A PROJECTOR, EMAIL ME IF YOU HAVE ONE. ALSO IF YOU WANT FOOD, BRING IT YOURSELF. IT STARTS AT 8 PM.

ALSO IT'S TECHNICALLY MY BIRTHDAY.

-KARKAT VANTAS

At around 7:50 pm, Karkat showed up at Kanaya's house, carrying The Wedding Singer and a couple of other favorites to choose from, as well as a big bag containing some bags of chips and a couple bottles of soda. He made sure to be ten minutes early so that he wouldn't show up second to his own goddamn party. He had no idea how many people would be coming to this, but as long as he got his romcoms and a break from magic drama, he would be satisfied.

After entering the house and greeting Kanaya, Karkat went to sit on the couch and lay out the snacks he brought on the coffee table.

Current Mood: content

drawntotheflame

Kanaya hurried through the front door of the Corner Cafe, mindful not to trip on any of the overturned furniture as she picked her way to the break room. There she lay Tavros on the couch, then returned to the service area to take stock of who else had arrived. There was really only enough room to cram about ten people in the back, so she crunched over the glass littering the floor to undo the blinds and allow the group some privacy. The lights had been left on and the cushy booths and chairs called to her, but she knew she should use Fef's energy boost to aid her friends.

It was only once the first aid kit and several cafe menu items had placed on a table that she allowed herself to settle in a booth, head down and tummy growling. It was a shame she'd decided against storing meat in the back fridge.

logahmod

You fought hard. You fought bravely. And no matter which part of town you started on, now you're standing here, in the park, with two staggeringly tall pillars of light and dark before you.

You aren't alone, though, and for now at least, there is a moment of peace. Across the lawn, you'll spot another set of heroes, looking as tired and broken as you feel.

Maybe you guys should exchange notes.

((OOC: We'll be using this thread for battle three as well, so please keep all of your pre-battle mingling under the Round 0 top-level, for organizational purposes. Also, in-RP, battle three will be taking place ten-fifteen minutes after the battle 2 victory, so while there's some time to relax, you won't have time to RP out hours worth of interaction.))

logahmod

It's hardly five minutes after the news started reporting the first giant cyclops that the poor news anchors have to jump in and report a second cyclops, this one originating near Skaia University and headed south.

Well, another monster needs another set of heroes. Maybe you go to Skaia, or perhaps you're just in the area, or maybe you just like the sound of tracking down this giant better than the first one; either way, this one is on you guys.

Go get 'em.

((OOC: A reminder that the events here take place on June 1st in the RP! Again, we are trying the new battle system, which is summarized here, and if you participated in battle 1, you'll have to sit this one out.))

logahmod

The main event at the party was a large former wine bottle which had been painted bright pink. It was set up in the middle of the living room, with the couches and tables pushed back so there was space for everyone to gather around who wanted to participate.

To play: Diagram 1 Make a new top level post of your character spinning the bottle. It need be no more complicated than "<Character name> spins the bottle." but feel free to go as complicated as you would like! Each character who is participating gets a maximum of 2 spins and we would prefer that you space your two out.

Please title your post at least "<Character name>" to make readability easier later.

A mod will then use a random number generator to determine which of the participating characters your spin lands on and reply to your post with the result of your spin. If the spin lands on your character, you will receive a direct skype message from said mod to inform you of this, with a link directly to the post.

The character who spun should then make a post of their character kissing the recipient in whatever fashion is most in character for them.

The character who was kissed should then respond.

The reactions can continue for up to three posts each (diagram 2)!

If you wish to continue beyond that please take it to the main party thread or create a new thread!

Participant list based on the survey, meaning your spin could produce any of these results: John, Jade, Rose, Dave, Jane, Jake, Dirk, Aradia, Tavros, Sollux, Karkat, Nepeta, Kanaya, Terezi, Vriska, Eridan, or Feferi!

drawntotheflame

Kanaya stirred, eyes adjusting to the dim light. She was in her room. The clock nearby read much earlier than she would normally be waking up. As she patted around for her phone, an image of Karkat's face, illuminated and terrified, flashed through her mind. Her heart rate picked up and she shot out of bed, only slowing when her left shoulder ached in protest. Now that she remembered that, other memories were flooding her mind. A wolf, Dave, the park, Karkat's voice, and god, so much blood.

She opened her bedroom door and cautiously approached the light coming from her living room. The scent of blood filled the air and she swallowed heavily. "Karkat...?" she tried, throat dry. She squinted as she came into the light fully. "Who is -- ? Oh." She stood in the doorway, blinking owlishly at the sight before her, dried blood on her mouth and halfway healed wounds still showing through her torn long sleeves.

inkandlace

Rose was attempting to finish reading Gravity's Rainbow for her modern fiction seminar class, but it was difficult to keep track of the plot (if it could even be called a plot) when her mind kept flitting back to Dave. She knew that he would text her, one way or another, once he knew if he had a place to stay that night, but she couldn't help but be nervous for him. She knew that Dirk loved him and she likely had nothing to worry about, but there was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she needed to check on him, that she should be making sure he was safe, that she should have gone with him for support.

Finally, she closed her book and picked up her phone. She didn't want Dave to feel like she was trying to mother him, but she couldn't stand not knowing what was happening. Guilt coiled in her stomach as she thumbed over Dirk's name in her contact list. She knew she had probably been too harsh on him, but she had been so angry on Dave's behalf that she had replied to him without really thinking it through first. She didn't know if he would even want to hear from her, but perhaps she could use this as an opportunity to extend an olive branch as well.

-- tentacleTherapist [TT]began pestering timaeusTestified [TT] --
TT: How did your talk with Dave go?
TT: I hope you've been well these last few days.

coltblooded

After giving up on his project (the stupid fucking thing kept shorting out every time he tried to connect the power, but he couldn't find the problem), Dirk had spent a few minutes fiddling with his phone. He'd considered messaging Jane, but decided not to bother her with his problems. (She was probably out having a good time with Jake, anyway, and they didn't need someone to rain on their parade.)

He actually had messaged Rose, a series of increasingly desperate texts.

timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering tentacleTherapist [TT]

TT: Have you seen Dave?
TT: Rose.
TT: Please tell me Dave is with you.
TT: I don't care if he never wants to speak to me again.
TT: You don't even have to tell me where he is.
TT: Just tell me he's okay.
TT: Rose?

Current Mood: scared
Current Location: Strider Residence

pendulumbeat

Dave realized belatedly that walking out in the middle of the night with nowhere to go was maybe a terrible idea. His initial anger had faded to bitterness and a strong need to keep himself from crying. He'd considered just sleeping somewhere in the park but there were all sorts of people he wouldn't want to run into there at night. He could handle himself easily in a fight, but he'd just rather not. Plus, there was a biting chill in the air and he hadn't thought to bring a jacket.

He adjusted his bag on his slumped shoulders and gave in. Pulling out his phone, he connected to pesterchum and sent off a message to his cousin. He hadn't talked to her much recently, but she was one of few people he really trusted. Jane had come to mind, but he didn't want to bother her with this. He was sure she'd hear enough of it from Dirk.

-- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] --

TG: hey rose
TG: i know this is kinda sudden
TG: but i need somewhere to crash
TG: do you have a couch i can sleep on
TG: just for a few nights while i figure out what to do
TG: i won't be in the way i swear

He felt like an ass having to ask for help like this, but he didn't feel like he had any other choice. He sat down on a bus bench and waited hopefully for a response. She didn't seem like the type to go to bed early and pesterchum said she was online so it should be fine... right?

Current Mood: crushed

drawntotheflame

Date: April 13th, 2016
From: Kanaya Maryam
To: Feferi Peixes, Terezi Pyrope, Nepeta Leijon, Eridan Ampora, Jade Harley, Sollux Captor, Tavros Nitram, Aradia Megido

Hello Everyone
Last Night Those Of Us Who Belong To The Golden Kingdom Were Summoned By The Queen To Hear Some Heavily Mysterious And Rather Alarming News
Previous To This Occurrence Feferi Terezi And I Discussed A Possible Meeting To Better Ourselves By Raising Our Skill Levels With The Hope That Doing So Will Increase The Chances Of A Favorable Outcome When Confronting These Otherworldly Creatures
Whatever Is Transpiring It Is Imperative That We Be Prepared And Personally I Would Be More Disposed To Practice In The Presence Of Prospective Partners
In Addition To Showing Signs Of Potential Powers My Dear Friend Karkat Is Currently Training In The Army And Has Agreed To Instruct Those Of Us Willing To Learn In Self Defense Techniques
I Request That You Do Not Bring Weapons As They Will Be Too Conspicuous In A Public Space But That You Do Bring Comfortable Clothing And If You Have Met Anyone Else That You Believe To Be Involved I Highly Encourage You Usher Them Along As More Perspectives Will Only Serve To Supplement Our Understanding Of The Situation
Karkat And I Would Like To Meet Tomorrow At 4 In Central Park Between The Fountain And The Elderly Flash Dancing Lesson
Please Contact Me Presently If You Will Be Late Or Cannot Attend

--
April 14th, 2016

Bag packed with her sketchbook, raw meat, and grapes, Kanaya found herself ready for the journey to the park. The walk from her new place was a bit longer than before, so even though she lingered while choosing a workout outfit -- a simple white shirt and roomy ankle-length red skirt -- she overshot the timing and arrived nearly twenty minutes early.

She tucked herself beneath a tree near the upbeat dance class, pulling out her sketchbook. The wispy hair, flabby arms, and neon leotards would serve as good drawing subjects and an easy-to-follow beacon for her fellow superpowered peers to home in on.

coltblooded

After his meeting with the Derse queen, Dirk was left with way more questions than he'd gone in with. Before, Derse had been a strange, but ultimately harmless, place he occasionally visited to check on Dave. But now? Now he was supposed to fight in a war he knew next to nothing about, and apparently he'd have to kill some "dreamers" he considered friends.

He immediately thought of Jane and Jake. He didn't have many friends, and with Rose and Dave on Derse with him, that left Jane and Jake to be from the rival planet. Queen's orders or not, he wasn't going to kill Jane or Jake.

timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering tentacleTherapist [TT]

TT: Hey Lalonde.
TT: You got a minute?
TT: I wanted to talk to you about this whole "going to war for a tyrannical monarch and murdering all our friends" thing.
TT: You seem like the best person to share that kind of thing with.

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Location: Strider Residence

inkandlace

Rose tucks a blanket around her knees and settles in for a well-deserved quiet afternoon. She has a mug of tea in her lap, a knitting project on hand, and several uninterrupted hours ahead of her. She has no impending obligations of the social, educational, or professional varieties, and she knows that Jade is scheduled to work until late tonight. Time to self-indulge.

Rose has always had a certain fondness for the Squiddles, and she considers it a fortuitous coincidence that her time off coincides perfectly with the release of a new episode. She hasn't had time to watch one on its air date in weeks, due in no small part to navigating life with a roommate again. Living with Jade has been pleasant so far, but Rose doesn't know her very well yet, and is wary of how she would react to her taste in shows.

The title music plays, and Rose sinks down into the couch with a pleased sigh, cradling her tea in both hands. Just as she prepares to take a sip, she hears the door click open, and barely avoids spilling all over herself.

logahmod

Sometimes when you fall asleep at night, instead of dreaming normally, you wake up in a strange place, with dark skies and foreboding purple towers. Mysterious figures with ebony-black shells scuttle along the streets and look at you curiously as you float by. They never hurt you, but you get the feeling that they want to, sometimes.

At the very least, there are other humans who dream here. Maybe you know them already; maybe they're just figures from your dreams. Maybe they're friends, maybe they're foes. Either way, you're free to talk to them at night. The adventures presented here are seemingly limitless, but directionless.

No matter what you've on in Derse on the past, on April 13th at 4:13 AM, you are asleep. Perhaps you were already asleep, or perhaps you suddenly collapsed over some homework or a late night project. Either way, you awake in your other bedroom, and a royal carapacian guard is standing there, waiting for you.

You have a summons from the Queen.

logahmod

Today is Valentine’s Day.

Like it or not, you’re single. And like it or not, you’ve ended up at the Corner Cafe for their annual speed dating event! Exciting or demeaning? Take your pick.

The cafe is totally decked out for the occasion. Everything that could possibly bear a heart shape has a heart shape. There are hearts in the windows. There are hearts on the walls. The candle holders have hearts cut out in them. The table covers are red with white hearts on them. There’s even some heart-shaped confetti that has been strewn about artfully on the tabletops. (Some of it’s already on the floor, even if it isn’t supposed to be.)

In addition to the overabundance of hearts, there are streamers dangling from the ceiling decked out in pink, red, and white. There is a single red rose in an artful vase set in the center of each table, to set the mood. And if you look closely, there are also a couple of cat decorations with dialogue bubbles spouting generic lines like “Be my Meow-intine?” and “You are Purr-fect to me.” Who could have possibly put those up?

When you walk in and put your name and contact information down, you’ll be assigned a random number. Then, once the event begins, numbers will be assigned in random pairs, and you’ll be seated at a table with your random date. From there you have five minutes to talk and get as much information out of them as possible before the buzzer goes off, and you’re assigned somebody new. This event is gender non-specific, so you could be matched with anyone and everyone!

Once all of the dates are over, you will be free to turn in the numbers of the people you liked, and if you both listed one another, you will receive each other’s contact information! It’s time to go forth and score some hot dates, kids.

((OOC Note: This event is semi-required by the powers that be - if it is at all possible, please make sure your character shows up here. They don’t have to participate in the speed dating, but we’d love it if they could at least be in the area! There will be separate headings for speed dating posts and non-speed dating posts, to keep interactions clear.

Also, to keep in the spirit of speed dating, we’re imposing a ten post limit (so five each) on all speed dating threads - once you’ve hit the tenth comment, the buzzer rings, and your character must move on.))

drawntotheflame

Kanaya is dressed to the nines in a long-sleeved mesh dress and tights, perfect green eye shadow, and comfortable low heels. Golden jewelry sparkles at her ears and nose. She and Rose are standing at the edge of a gyrating crowd, having already checked in their coats. From here she can see a bar, several tables full of patrons, and a quieter outdoor area for smokers. The bathrooms are marked "FOR SINGULAR USE ONLY", although there are definitely giggling pairs (or groups) of people exiting. A door next to them leads to the alley.

Her earrings jangle as she turns to look at Rose. Kanaya thinks the pulsating lights might make her face eerie if it weren't for the bass-y pop music blaring all around them. And Rose manages to be very alluring besides. "So," says Kanaya, her lips curving into a smile. "Would you care to dance?"

(OOC note: You don't have to interact directly with Kanaya; just respond with where you want your character.)

luckybr8k

Vriska stands in front of the weathered door, adjusting her glasses to check the address against the one she was given. The piece of paper is weathered, torn, and stained with some questionable fluids but that's what happens when you get advice from a friend of a friend of some guy you met at a party.

She hears that this is the place to go, though. Despite appearances.

She knocks.