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legionmissions2016-06-09 01:44 am
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The Drunkening
Who| Open to everyone!
What| A night on the town
Where| Galaxic, the hottest new club/bar in New Metropolis
When| After all the galactus stuff
Warnings/Notes| Almost guaranteed to have drunken children
The line outside Galaxic went around the block but all the Legionnaires had to do was flash their flight rings and even the people waiting in line wanted them to be allowed in first. As promised by the management, they were allowed in without a cover charge, and they would also find that every drink and food order was free. The United Planets as a whole definitely knew how to show their appreciation for the Legion.
In the 18+ side of the establishment, there were two sections. One was a more standard bar, decorated in a way that made it a perfect blend of classy and glitzy. The blue lighting and organically sculpted wall sconces gave it a bit of glamour, but the bar, the floor, the chairs, the padded stools, and all the tables were made from a smooth, dark, lacquered hardwood. The menu had a nice array of food from a variety of cultures, and alongside synthehol (like Silverale), the bar had made a daring (retro) decision to serve a few varieties of actual alcohol, for the adventurous and/or old-fashioned to try.
In the other section of the 18+ side, there was a dance floor and music, and the soundproofing was good enough that the music couldn't really be heard in the main bar. Deeper in the dancing area, it turned out that the adult side had its own anti-grav moon bounce, too.
In the 14-18 side of the establishment, everything was a little more hip, and it was split into a multi-floor club. The first floor had a massive dance floor, with multi-colored neon rave lights, and patterns projected in high definition on the dance floor. The dancefloor had a lounge area around it full of poofy purple couches and chairs for people to rest in. There was a seating area with tables there as well, opposite the side of the room with the DJ. While this little area looked like nothing more than a cafe with snacks and non-alcoholic beverages, it was also a bar and synthehol was also served here (though alcohol wasn't). Some of the drinks glowed in the dark or looked like swirling galaxies.
The first floor had an open ceiling that allowed club-goers to look up and see the other two levels of the club, and allowed the music to be heard on those levels, too. On the second level was an arcade, filled with very futuristic games, including Simroom suites and other virtual reality festivities. The third level held a massive room with a high ceiling and an anti-grav moon bounce, where club-goers could bounce off the walls and floors and floating bounce pads to dance around and mosh to the music.
Both the adult and younger side of the club served synthehol, which was non-addictive and hard to taste when mixed into drinks. While it was possible for someone drinking it to get very, very drunk, no matter how much they drank it wouldn't cause any harm to their bodies or cause them to throw up or black out.
The club/bar was filled to the brim with sentients of many species, all hoping to have a fun night on the town.
[ooc: Players can feel free to make up details about the food, drinks, and games.]
What| A night on the town
Where| Galaxic, the hottest new club/bar in New Metropolis
When| After all the galactus stuff
Warnings/Notes| Almost guaranteed to have drunken children
The line outside Galaxic went around the block but all the Legionnaires had to do was flash their flight rings and even the people waiting in line wanted them to be allowed in first. As promised by the management, they were allowed in without a cover charge, and they would also find that every drink and food order was free. The United Planets as a whole definitely knew how to show their appreciation for the Legion.
In the 18+ side of the establishment, there were two sections. One was a more standard bar, decorated in a way that made it a perfect blend of classy and glitzy. The blue lighting and organically sculpted wall sconces gave it a bit of glamour, but the bar, the floor, the chairs, the padded stools, and all the tables were made from a smooth, dark, lacquered hardwood. The menu had a nice array of food from a variety of cultures, and alongside synthehol (like Silverale), the bar had made a daring (retro) decision to serve a few varieties of actual alcohol, for the adventurous and/or old-fashioned to try.
In the other section of the 18+ side, there was a dance floor and music, and the soundproofing was good enough that the music couldn't really be heard in the main bar. Deeper in the dancing area, it turned out that the adult side had its own anti-grav moon bounce, too.
In the 14-18 side of the establishment, everything was a little more hip, and it was split into a multi-floor club. The first floor had a massive dance floor, with multi-colored neon rave lights, and patterns projected in high definition on the dance floor. The dancefloor had a lounge area around it full of poofy purple couches and chairs for people to rest in. There was a seating area with tables there as well, opposite the side of the room with the DJ. While this little area looked like nothing more than a cafe with snacks and non-alcoholic beverages, it was also a bar and synthehol was also served here (though alcohol wasn't). Some of the drinks glowed in the dark or looked like swirling galaxies.
The first floor had an open ceiling that allowed club-goers to look up and see the other two levels of the club, and allowed the music to be heard on those levels, too. On the second level was an arcade, filled with very futuristic games, including Simroom suites and other virtual reality festivities. The third level held a massive room with a high ceiling and an anti-grav moon bounce, where club-goers could bounce off the walls and floors and floating bounce pads to dance around and mosh to the music.
Both the adult and younger side of the club served synthehol, which was non-addictive and hard to taste when mixed into drinks. While it was possible for someone drinking it to get very, very drunk, no matter how much they drank it wouldn't cause any harm to their bodies or cause them to throw up or black out.
The club/bar was filled to the brim with sentients of many species, all hoping to have a fun night on the town.
[ooc: Players can feel free to make up details about the food, drinks, and games.]
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It was probably mostly sarcastic, but it also wasn't in the sense that Kon, for one, had never been freaked out by it in the least. One of the first things he did during his first few days of freedom was confront the Daily Planet about why there wasn't a story about him on the front page.
"You'll get used to it," he said. "Maybe it'll even help you forget about the food."
...nah. Nothing could make them forget about the food.
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There were some people back home who liked them just fine, but a lot more criticism and negativity overall. Then again, stuff like Stamford probably hadn't happened here, but even most of the complaints he'd noticed in this universe tended more towards "not muh legion" than disliking the very idea of them being around.
"The people doing that crazy superfamily stuff need to take a chill pill, though." He popped the whatever-it-was in his mouth and frowned thoughtfully as he chewed. "Okay, I dunno what the purple roll things are, but they're actually pretty good."
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Dipper peeked his head up and cautiously looked around. Finding the crowd that had been looking for him now nowhere in sight, he climbed into a chair between the two of them and started anxiously gnawing one of the purple roll things.
"Which meant my sister and I had to help save the world without superpowers. Or superhero friends to call. And we definitely didn't get as famous for it. Everyone in town thought we were heroes, but it's not like anyone else in the world knew what happened."
He stared at Sam and Kon both like he was mentally cataloging their existence as (superheroic) otherworldly oddities.
(Interacting normally with other kids his age? What was that?)
That was when a waitress came over and put down several glowing, sparkly drinks in front of them.
"These are courtesy of those sentients over there," she said cheerfully, nodding towards a nearby group of teens that waved enthusiastically, hoping to get their attention.
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"Well, ya know, you don't have to get used to it or anything. I wouldn't mind keepin' all this attention for myself."
It was fine if the others were hesitant to be noticed, because Kon would gladly notice each and every one of their fans. He even reached for one of the drinks and took a sip to help show his "appreciation."
"I guess you kinda just gotta ignore the bad stuff. I mean, it don't really matter, long as the babes still want a piece of ya."
Let there never be any question about where Kon's priorities lied.
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"...the blue girl's kinda cute."
She reminded him of Jinin, kind of. Except she wasn't calling him an idiot or telling him she hated him.
omg I'm so sorry this is ages late, finally catching up
It wasn't so much that the alcohol he was unknowingly drinking wasn't having an effect yet as the extreme cynicism was part of the effect. Some people were downer when they drank.
He pointed to Kon.
"Except for you. They'd probably still like you. You have actual abs and fancy retro hair."
"Retro" because it was like something out of Mabel's 90's movies about dreamboyz. And the 90's were like forever ago.