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[deep_fried_love]

Who: deep_fried_love & dishonorstudent and friends.
When: 4/11 (4:00-6:00 pm)
Where: Ryuko and Sukuyo's apartment
What: Costume party
Rating/Warning: (None)

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[ It was the latest in Sukuyo's "business plan": bring the customers to them. Even if she didn't have a business like the McCeres, she could still turn their apartment into a restaurant for a day. And if someone liked the party enough to hire her as a personal planner, so much the better! This was sure to help Ryuko-chan's and hers budget stay afloat. ]

1. Arriving:

[Did your character RSVP? Even if they didn't, Sukuyo and Ryuko probably wouldn't kick you out.]

[Sukuyo was dressed in something that could approach a costume: she had on a headband with animal ears, a fake bear-nose with whiskers on the side, and bear-paw oven mitts. Minimalist, but she needed her apron for all the cooking she was doing! She made sure to greet everyone with a big smile.]

Hello, dears, welcome to the party! Come inside, don't be shy!

[The place was inviting, at least. Cozy, but filled with good smells and some bright colored decoration streamers and a banner that said "Welcome!"]

Did you have trouble finding us?

2. Food

[The promise of "free food," didn't go unfulfilled: Ryuko would bring around a tray of fried mini-croquettes on a tray. Bite-sized, and speared with a toothpick for easy eating without getting your hands messy with greasy oil.

But that was just an appetizer, Sukuyo was in the kitchen hard at work at frying mystery katsu-sandwiches to serve, thick and on nicely sliced bread. If you've eaten Sukuyo's cooking, you know what it's like: greasy, calorie-filled... but so good.

Just don't think too hard about what that meat actually... y'know, is.]

3. Drink

[Here's where the guests might've gotten a little bit of a shock. Apparently, "free food and drink" did not translate to "free food and free drink." And the fried food begged for something to wash down the salt and oil. Any requests for something to drink would be met with a smile.]

No problem, hon! We have soda pop, fruit juice and mineral water. Only two credits a bottle. What would you like?

[...that was a bit of a mark-up, actually. Does your character play along and surrender their credits? Do they argue?]

4. Games

[It wouldn't be a party without some sort of entertainment. Eventually Sukuyo would gather everyone up.]

All right, everyone! Now's the time I thought we could all play some games!

[The games were rather straightforward: ring toss with cheap fabric bracelets around some empty bottles, loosen your shoelaces and try to flip your shoe into a laundry basket, "hot potato" with a kitchen timer and a bean-bag... games that didn't particularly take a lot of skill.]

[Whoever won the first game would get a neat paper shoulder-sash, labeled impressively with the words "Student Council President," and they'd get to wear it until someone won the next game, at which point they'd have to surrender it immediately. Runner up would get a paper crown with three stars on it.]

[No matter who won, Sukuyo would do her best to make sure any young children attending got to be "Student Council President" for a game or two.]

Comments

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[zenryokuzenkai]

[ chew chew chew ]

Sukuyo-san... [ She downs a cup of tea to wash away the oil. ]

What exactly is in this croquette? [ Is Sukuyo even listening? Or is she complaining to whoever's next to her? ]

[deep_fried_love]

Oh, it's simple, hon. Potatoes, mystery meat, wrapped in flour, egg, and panko and fried with oil.

[zenryokuzenkai]

That sounds like an ordinary croquette, but it seems like it'd be harder to get mystery meat than ordinary, identifiable meat here on Cerealia?

[deep_fried_love]

It's nothing like that, hon. It's just different types of meat all minced and rolled up together. That's why it's "mystery meat!"

Don't worry! I can guarantee it was all non-poisonous types of meat.

[zenryokuzenkai]

Oh, okay! I was slightly worried for a second...

[ This was a rather embarrassing mistake. ]

Most of the time mystery meat means "whatever I can catch mixed together" and involves a lot of rat...

[deep_fried_love]

Oh my. You don't need to worry about that, hon.

[after all, rat meat wasn't poisonous.]

But we're so glad you came! Do you like them?

[also, had she chosen to wear a costume?]

Nonon ota~

[shikisha]

1

[ Of course Nonon was here before it all started. Not that she REALLY wanted to be here or anything... But she's dressed up too, because she couldn't convince Sukuyo to get off her back, and the old lady is hard to say to no. Really, since she's basically Ryuko's mom not, it's even harder.

But then again, for her, being dressed up means being in her marching band uniform, complete with her giant shako on her head, and the poofy petticoat skirt that ends far too high up her thighs than really would be appropriate in polite company.

..And she's definitely doing none of the welcoming, sitting on the couch with a bowl of candy in front of her almost suspiciously eyeing those who dare enter. ]

2

[ As much as Nonon will complain about just about anything, she is more than happy to eat Mankanshoku's croquettes. She doesn't even like fried food all that much, but no one can turn these things down. NO ONE. Even Satsuki Kiryuin was a fan.

Which means that she's trying to take another few for her plate, and avoid anyone. She doesn't need people to know that she eats this stuff! ...And if they are running low she might just end up taking from someone else's plate. ]

What? You didn't need them.

4

Hehehe, you have to do everything the Student Council President says, that's how it works! That makes you my slave!

[ ...Listen, this might have been a game for the kids in the crowd, but Nonon is making the best of it, seeing how she strong armed her way into winning somehow. And because she won that means she's going to stand on top of the coffee table as if she owns the place. Hopefully anyone caught in her path isn't forced to do anything embarrassing. ]

4

[swordboning]

I don't attend school so I don't see how this applies to me.

[Yes, he knows that's the whole point of the game. And yes, he's just sitting there with his legs crossed. Don't be lame, Nonon.]

[deep_fried_love]

No, she's right. You must obey the Student Council President, or you'll lose your home, your family, and everything you hold dear.

[swordboning]

That's oddly specific and not all that applicable. I'd say if I lost my home, Rin would make things hell for everyone else until she got one back.

[deep_fried_love]

Aww, aren't you lucky? Is Rin your girlfriend, sweetie?

[swordboning]

Something of the sort. And if you're about to say she'll get taken away, I feel sincerely sorry for whomever decides its a good idea to keep her.

[shikisha]

You're here, and so that means you're my slave. Get with the program old man.

[ She's so fucking smug it hurts to look at. ]

Your President requests a chocolate cake.

[swordboning]

Do you really think that Ryuko is going to let me use her kitchen? Nor do I have any supplies for that.

[shikisha]

Just use your stupid magic and conjure me a cake. Make it snappy old man, before you keel over and die and I'm left without my prize.

[swordboning]

I don't know any magic spell like that so you're out of luck.

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[deep_fried_love]

Aw, Jakuzure-chan, don't be a wall-flower. Get up and mingle a little! Pretend you're leading the parade.

[shikisha]

[ Okay well, at least this time Sukuyo has the right idea on what a conductor does, sort of. So she doesn't get instant derision. But Nonon's not completely sold on this party idea. ]

...I'm 18 you know. Older than your daughter.

[deep_fried_love]

I know, dear.

But, don't you want to make friends? You can't make friends if you don't meet people.

[shikisha]

I have plenty of friends! I don't need your help to make more!

[ Nonon really doesn't do well with actual mothering. Just ask Nanoha. ]

ota!

[dmails]

twoooo
[Ooh, yes, the main course: the free food that Kurisu didn't ruin have to cook, Okabe didn't burn the kitchen down have to cook, but is just delivered to them from the grace of these lovely women's hearts. This is what he dressed up in costume for!]

[Okay, well, he didn't dress up in costume; he'll insist to anyone who asks that he's dressed up as his own alter ego, but he's wearing the same stupid lab coat as always. To be fair, neither did his girlfriend assistant, who's come along with him. Damn teenagers, always mooching--!]

[But the Growing Young Man standing around (who can't really cook anyway) is diving into his second katsu sandwich with gusto. It should be... It should be illegal to cook this well!] This is amazing! I wonder what mystery meat this is? [This is the face of a man who doesn't care.]

threeee
[But something's a note wrong, with how free it was before...] Two credits a pop?? This is... [His hand shakes, almost as if involuntarily, towards his wallet.] Surely this is highway robbery!

[And then miss Mankanshoku will have four credits in her hand.] --Do you have Dr. CERES, by any chance? A pale imitation, but it will have to do... And one for her, too, please.

fourrrr
[Okabe managed second place at hot potato. Granted, he managed said win by throwing the bean bag at his opponent's belly as the timer went off, but who cares? He's living it up with his paper crown, being second-best and entertaining any young ones / kids-at-heart who might be around.]

I, Hououin Kyouma, am the king of all chaos in this world! Look upon me and despair! [send help]

3

[deep_fried_love]

[she looked sad for a moment before realizing he was just play-acting a little and then goes back to being cheerful.]

You got it, hon. One for you and your friend!

I FORGOT ABOUT THIS I'M HERE NOW sorry!!

[kuritsun]

[ she shoots Okabe a very disapproving look. Is he seriously insulting this woman's cooking to her face? Even if he's pretending not to? Unbelievable. She subtly(ish) elbows her partner for the evening in the ribs while showing mama mankanshoku a very polite smile. ]

-- Thank you, Mankanshoku-san. This is really generous of you.

[deep_fried_love]

Aw, you don't need to be so formal! Just call me "ma'am," dear. Everyone else does.

ota

[popsometags]

two - food!

[ Rinne Rokudo, for all intents and purposes, does not really care what the meat is. Even with it being greasy and potentially shaving away days off his life, there was no way he wasn't going to enjoy these meals. Rinne certainly took at least one or two or three of those mini-croquettes, just to acquire the taste. Thank goodness.

Still, Rinne's not anti-social enough to go away while eating. He's just happy enough to have a free meal, even of questionable health benefits!! Especially those sandwiches... ]

three - drink

[ And then, came the problem. Those croquettes garnered him quite a thirst, and he needed to be satiated. Once he found Sukuyo, he heard the price and... wait, there was a price?! Ah. That. That wasn't good.

Hey, party-goer! You have a very, very very very nervous and relatively uncomfortable looking shinigami (kind of thing) approaching, eyes fixed upon the ground. ]

Can... can I ask you for a favor? [ His throat is SO DRY. ]

four - games

[ Well, Rinne never claimed to be that good at games. He did try harder when there was a monetary prize on the line, but that didn't seem to be the case this time around. As such, he's sitting comfortably wearing his paper crown, having gotten super close to the laundry basket but not enough to actually make it in.

Well. This was embarrassing. ]

Please go easy on me. [ Please, Student Council President. ]