Open Social IT'S RAGGINNNN TIME

[Maeve]

With the dagger safely stored away, she quickly realized that 'their' poor victim didn't even notice that he just got double robbed, but Maeve now knew that their target was force-sensitive and that usually...complicated things. Perhaps focusing on the party was a better idea, but she was definitely more vary of him.

"Oh is that so?", her lips immediately curled into a smirk again as she offered a little wink. "Well, then I'm not sure whether I can bear the full extent of your talents". Whether he was a show-off or a jester, she didn't know, but she had learned he was definitely a little klutz. (@Javier esschoolbus)

"Are you even better at beer pong?", she'd asked, raising a brow as she noticed a group was just about to gather. "I'm in!", she'd call regardless of his reply, wanting to get this party started for real. She saw Kai (@Sreeya) close by, too, a cute, fair skinned goth girl (@TheDudeMike), an attractive Chiss (@Mr. Teatime), two mega pumped Orcs (@Fine Dining Set, @Xorism) who were engaged in a conversation with another hot Fiani lady (@Remileah), a good-looking Zeltron (@Raydo) and many others around. The Pantoran was the one asking for joiners (@Altaris), and she was absolutely down for a few rounds.

@beerpongpeepsihavemissed

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai nodded respectfully as the unknown man approached. Laughing a little at his reaction when he ordered the same drink and illicited something of a reaction. He lifted his shot and joined the apparent and obvious military man in a toast. He spoke as he took it and as the inquired inquired about his weaponry.

"Careful the stuff is potent. They call it a Flameout, fairly popular on Tatooine I hear. I appreciate the sentiment, I prefer to always be prepared. As someone once told me, hope for the best but always prepare for the worst...even at parties. Liquor and people are not usually a helpful combination.

So what brings you here? Besides the free drinks I mean, I don't usually attend such social affairs if I can help it but today is different. I come to celebrate. It is my birthday afterall, 21 years young. Which for my kind is an achievement itself when half people you know want you dead or are scheming against you. But where are my manners. I am Trodai Karat iv-Adas, descendant of Adas himself. But you may call me simply Trodai, most do. Who might you be anyways? You seem to know your weapons and have a military background, much like myself. Which speaks volumes and affords you more respect than most of these humans. Looks like half of them can't handle their drinks."

@Lord Kyle

 

[Chef HoloFlex]

Flex was about to respond to all the parties gathered when, suddenly, he wasn't there. He was floating, out of his body, up above the ship, through the dense metal hull, into the galaxy itself. The side effect of Kodi's incessant spiking of every can of Emergy, combined with the shrooms he had just ingested, proverbially lifted him off. He heard colors and saw smells, tasted feelings and witnessed the birth and death of the universe itself, in all of its cosmic radiance and resplendence. For this brief moment, everything made sense, and his only purpose was just to be. Flex imagined images of his father and mother, lifting within the ancestral plane, dapping him up in solidarity and pride for the chef-pirate he had grown into. He felt true joy.

His consciousness rocketed back to the ship. Back on the ship, his pupils expanded and he took in the explosion of color and sound that the party had proven to be. Unable to contain his feelings any further, he leapt into a dance. It was a slow, rhythmic wiggle that coalesced and coincided with the booming beat of the speakers. Amidst his dance break, he turned to his new best friends - everyone who was on the ship.

"Ferry. I can see the goodness in your heart." He nodded sagely as he continued to wiggle (@Raydo ). His voice was softer, smoother, than its usual gruff self. "Captain," his words rolling off his tongue as he addressed Kodi (@Sreeya), "did you add something extra to the Emergy? Because I feel good." He spun, gliding across the floor with a surprising amount of dexterity and coordination for a tripping Orc that size. "Gotta keep that in the formula permanently."

Life was good tonight. As he continued to wiggle, he slyly gathered another Emryc Energy to pass to Aimi (@Remileah). "Welcome to the party." He continued to wiggle. The music was all that mattered.

"Nah, bro. It's all vibes for me right now." He crooned to Doorcuttah @Xorism , softening his gaze as he looked around the party. "Groove with me."

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

"oh this was going to be fun.."​

cremek had been planning for quite a long time, the mandalorian had made his way to this little gathering of fools in order to do one thing. find, recruit, use. the place was a scum fest, exactly what cremek was looking for, there was bound to be SOMEONE willing to talk business here, and cremek was determined to find them, as he shifted through the crowd of scum like a wraith, or passing whisper, he could taste the presence of his fellow darksiders in the air like it was a rotting carcass, mayhaps this curse he bore had some use after all! he would make sure to attempt to keep a low profile, after all, what fun is a surprise when it's discovered early.. he made an effort to mask his presence from the force, presenting himself as just some random mandalorian.. he continued to make his way through the crowd.

@whoeverishereidklol

 

[Kas Vren]

He let himself be pulled into the one-armed hug, clapping his friend on the back."You know....Here and there...just floatin' really.." he said. Kas let out a laugh. "Come on, man, you know that ain't me..." he said, shrugging off the question. It was the truth, though he had certainly tried to "be one of those" but things were better now, at least that's what he told himself.

He let himself be pulled along into the depths of the party. He nodded to Orcolan when he was introduced. "Whats up?" he asked in greeting. "My what?" he said, confused, before piecing it together.

"Captain Firefox, huh? Krffin' fancy...." he said with a raised eyebrow. "That's the only type of business there is..." he said with a grin. It didn't surprise him that the guy had started to make waves.

They were invited to play some beer pong. "We workin' or we partyin' tonight?" he said, but of course, he already knew the answer.

It was both.

"I'm in." he said to Chiss at the invitation. (@Mr. Teatime)

@Sreeya

 

[Trael Osso-Drast]

Trael had slightly recovered from his escapade and failed dance. He was still dumbfounded at how he didn't notice the person passing. His dance partner continued her teasing. Though he paid it no mind. He was here to enjoy himself even with the downs that come with the ups. He simply had to keep his cool, which shouldn't be too difficult.

The woman asked about beer pong. What the hell was beer pong? "Well I'm not sure as I've never played but we can find out." Following her up to the area, "Count me in as well!" He called out, eager to try something new. As he approached he would notice Param (@TheDudeMike) talking to a fox man (@Sreeya). There was also a fox lady (@Remileah) who he couldn't help noticing, two massive orcs (@Fine Dining Set, @Xorism). A chiss (@Mr. Teatime) and Zeltron (@Raydo) were among them. With another unknown species to him (@Altaris) calling people over. As he arrived to the group he looked around trying to ascertain what this beer pong was. "So how exactly does this game work?" He asked, looking around the crowd.

@whoeverimissed

 

[Param Vour]

Param made her way over the two massive orcs, ignoring all the stares from people. The massive one held out bag of something. Without thinking, she took the bag and popped a couple in her mouth, handing the bag back to the massive orc. "Hey," she said, with a bright smile afterwards. Of course, one of the Orcs began to dance and just kind of flowed through the party like a wiggling particle.

"Uh... did I just take whatever he just had?" She turned to the massive orc she'd grabbed the bag from.

@Xorism @Fine Dining Set

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

like a moth to the flame, cremek simply could not resist chaos, so he risked it, he moved closer to the collection of beer pong players.

he would adopt a separate personality like it was a mask, just in case he was noticed. The sith order thought he was dead, and it's difficult to tell his people apart nowadays, why would he bother to correct them if he happened to be noticed.. he would make a note of his fellow darksiders.. to his amusement they were both individuals he had encountered before! "Param.. I think that's that one's name.." (@TheDudeMike) he bore no ill will towards her, simply because her master had proven most helpful thus far with his machinations, no need to be weary of her.. there was another on the scene, "champion Trael.." (@Javier esschoolbus) now this was a nuisance, if the champion grew wise to cremek's true identity, who knows if he would snitch or not..

Not that he feared being discovered, it would only complicate things, as he would have the order to watch his every move again.. and he had developed a taste for the freedom "being dead" brought him in terms of his machinations, which have accelerated almost tenfold without the need of being a full time master to slow him down..

Also the fact that the thinking sith prepares, he would hate to be discovered before his powerbase was re-established fully once more.

@whoeverimissed

 

[Z'Kair]

Kai had a huge grin on his face when Flexo (@Fine Dining Set ) referred to him as Captain. It was a simple term, but it made him puff out his chest and stand a little taller. He felt like a billion credits tonight, and nothing could take that from him. And it helped that he managed to score a lightsaber off some mook after tripping over him. The Fiani looked over when Flexo asked his question, snickering, “Only some product tweaks to make it more marketable,” He quipped back, watching Flexo in awe as the massive orc moved with a surprising amount of grace.

He looked over when Door Butter (@Xorism )offered him a bag of shrooms. Kai may have been a complete druggie, but even he inspected things before taking them. He began to lean in to take a sniff when Param (@TheDudeMike ) popped up out of the blue to snatch the bag and start popping them like candy, “Param no!” He hissed, his hand actually jutting up to snatch her wrist. His eye was wide with shock and even a flicker of concern. He quickly recovered and cleared his throat and released her wrist, shifting in place, “It could be..gross..” He mumbled weakly, not remotely pleased about what she was going to go through. Why was it his problem? Stupid Kai. He blamed it on the booze.

Kai moved towards the pong table and took aim next to Ferry. He downed another shot, the alcohol coursing through his system. He released the ball and watched it sail beautifully right into a cup, “Woo!” He cheered, taking a sip from his glass. He high fived Ferry in celebration.

He looked over at the guy (@Javier esschoolbus ) he pickpocketed that apparently hadn’t played the game before, “You need to get out more, man,” Kai blurted out. Between this and the dancing, the dude probably still lived in granny’s basement, “You take a ball and throw it into a cup,” He was about to remind him that he couldn’t use the Force, but that would reveal that Kai had jacked a lightsaber off him.

 

[Param Vour]

Kodi was a little late in stopping Param, who was swallowing at least one and a half of the shrooms while the others fell to the floor. Was that concern written on his face? He was worried about her? Over a plant? Param went to place her hand on his chest to reassure him that they were just plants, and that she knew plants all too well when her pupils dilated like black holes, and her face all of a sudden stopped working.

Param froze in place for a second, her mind making the color, prism-like journey in the world of Orcish mushrooms. When the colors stopped, and everything seemed normal again, it was a good thing Kodi (@Sreeya ) was making his way away from her because the first thing she saw was ears and they were telling her to touch them. She was interrupted though, by the sight of a large green plant dancing around the room.

"Ooooooo" she hummed with excitement, stumbling her way over to the large green plant (@Fine Dining Set ) "What kind of plant are you? You're beautiful." Not wanting the plant to feel alone, she began dancing with it, a bit mismatched at first but then matching its movements perfectly.

 

[Wolfe Thawne]

Flameout. So that's what it's called. Wolfe thought to himself, studying his empty shot glass. He waved the bartender over for another, listening to the Sith's short monologue as he explained what he was doing at the party and who he was. Truth be told, the mercenary was caught slightly off guard by Trodai's talkative nature; he'd pegged him more as a stoic type. Then again, he'd never been all that great at reading people and he typically avoided social interaction when he could. Never any time to try like the present, he supposed, as the Sith waited for a response.

"Well happy 21st, Trodai Narat-iv-Adas. I suppose that would be an accomplishment with your kind at each other's throats as often as you are with the rest of the galaxy."

Wolfe paused, taking his second shot of Flameout and once again grimacing slightly as it went down, though he was much better prepared for its affects this time.

"I'm here on a whim, to be honest. I pick up bounties and mercenary work when I can, and my most recent target had a ticket I decided to keep as part of my pay. Thought it'd be nice to take a break since I can't find a half-decent challenge recently; there's no thrill in an easy fight. The name's Corvus Thawne, but you can call me Wolfe. I don't suppose you Sith are up to anything nefarious you need some hired guns for? I've been looking for a more long-term contract recently."
​

@Akheron

 

[Kas Vren]

As they approached the beer pong table, Firefox had stopped next to a woman who just consumed a fairly sizeable amount of mushrooms for someone her size. Kas laughed. "Someone is about to have a great time....or a horrific time..." he said with a bit of a grimace. "Have a good trip!" he said to the woman as they walked away. (@TheDudeMike)

"A friend of yours?" he asked Kodi with another chuckle, slightly shaking his head. @Sreeya

"Its easssyyyy." Kas said with a relaxed swagger as he tossed the ball across the table into a cup. "Let's gooo!" he shouted, returning the high five. They were going to be unstoppable.

@Sreeya @TheDudeMike @Mr. Teatime @Javier esschoolbus

 

[Raya Kryze]

The party was in full swing by now - and Raya could think of no better way to unwind after her latest job. With the disbanding of the crusades, most Mandalorian’s were left without direction or purpose. The Kryze was no different, and had eventually fallen back on traditional work as a Bounty Hunter and Mercenary.

To the surprise of no one ever, work within the Corporate Sector often came with an attractive price tag attached to it.

Weaving through the crowds, Raya gradually made her way towards the center of the yacht floor - drinking from a can of Emergy she snatched along the way. The Kryze was adorned in her signature Beskar’gam with its accompanying weapons, though kept the helmet tucked under her left arm. Her hair was freshly cut and dyed, styled roughly into place before arrival.

There were pirates, criminals and overdress aruetii without counting - but it was the Pong table that immediately captured her attention. The Kryze threw back the last of her energy drink, tossing the can before approaching the table just before the game truly started kicking off. Her brown gaze fell upon Kai, arching a brow as she stepped into the circle.

“Got room for another?” She asked simply, briefly looking towards the others and offering a nod of greeting.

 

[Zhaan Duran]

"Yeah, fine, s'whatever," he grumbled after taking the towel and such to clean the overly sweet purple garbage drink off his shirt and, more importantly, his precious pistols. Param wandered off somewhere in the middle of that and by the time Duran looked up again, not only was the posh pong table set up, but other folks had shown up.

Duran clasped Ferrin's hand in a firm and gentlemanly shake. "Duran, my man," he greeted through a mild slur, pleased at the sight of another blue-skinned being out and about. Duran flashed a grin. Plus it was sort of funny; he got confused for a Pantoran half the time. Kodi showed back up again, this time with his pinkish friend.

"Ay, welcome to the table," he'd greeted, offering a handshake before going over to his side of the table with Ferrin. Kodi and Ferry both sunk some balls and Zhaan downed a cup, all good cheer.

"Ahh. My turn!" Duran picked up his ball and plinked it off the table so it fell into one of the center cups, cheering as it went in. Kai had to drink. "Naw, y'all're goin' down, mate! C'mon, show 'em blue boy." He elbowed Ferrin to toss his ball next.

Then a Mandalorian showed up and he turned to answer her question. "Ay, we'll full up but you can grab next."

@Sreeya @Altaris @Raydo

 

[Doorcuttah]

This party had it all, fast music, fast drinks and fast

The party was popping, and Cuttah couldn't be happier to share his potent mushrooms. One of the tiniest creatures he'd ever seen excitedly grabbed a handful and dropped them down the hatch like a pro. This didn't worry him one bit, of course, as the Orcolan swayed to the music.

Appearing out of nowhere, but catching his attention none-the-less, he spotted the most beautiful red jacket he'd ever set his eyes upon. @Remileah Draped over the arm of someone he hadn't recognised would certainly be an obstacle, but no order was too tall for the tallest slicer in the order. He'd just have to brush up on his socialising skills first, to distract her.

"Excuse me, Miss ?" He started smiling, walking to draw her attention with his charming skills. The foolproof plan was three-fold, first he'd gain her attention, next he'd apply patent pending technical skills to sleigh of hand remove the jacket in question from her person and then finally, cause a distraction to elope with his ill-gotten gains.

Grabbing the jacket firmly with one hand from the top of her arm, the Orcolan introduced himself with nerves of steel and brawn of champions. "My name is Door Butter, can I offer you a fight?" He blabbed without realising he said something different to what he'd been planning. His dancing skills were legendary, unlike his social skills. He hoped that his distraction would work, and he'd be able to nab it then. Tugging gently at the jacket, he looked down and noticed it wasn't moving.

Stick to the plan, it'll work, his internal monologue pressed him.

Oh shit, she probably noticed you looking

Change the plan, Cuttah!

Brushing past the woman, he continued until his hand simply slipped from its grip of the jacket, flinging the overly large fist forward and accidentally striking another passer-by that had been simply minding his own business. "You tryin'a start a fight, tubby?" Came the retort from a less than bemused Lasat who pulled up ready to start one. "Wait, no! I was.." Door Flutter dodged to the side to avoid a heavy swing, narrowly missing its target and slamming into an innocent Weequay.

"You tryin'a start a fight, furry?"

@Remileah

 

[Maeve]

More and more people kept piling around the beer pong table and the chaotic dancer joined, too. She was close to the two orcs, thus the cute Echani snatched the bag right in front of her eyes, clearly not having any experience with the right dose and just happily taking them like a handful of chips. Her mouth flapped open for a moment, before she couldn't help but to chuckle. Now this was were the real fun began(@TheDudeMike).

The orc had offered the shrooms and happily kept the bag in his extended hand, so that as he turned to the Fiani lady, Maeve snatched the bag next. Beer pong was fun, while hallucinating even more, so she popped in a few as well - not nearly enough like the other woman before her, but also not considerate enough to take the unknown potency into account.

She knew she had a few minutes, so before they'd really kick in, she'd straight up walk towards the beer pong table, grabbed the ball and effortlessly tossed it into the next cup, landing a straight shot. "And one for you in return", she gave the Chiss a nod (@Mr. Teatime), a triumphant smirk on her lips as she had just joined the Fox's team.

It was a successful round so far, but this meant that the first beers were already downed. A few minutes - she was convinced everything would be fine for another while, yet as she took her stand next to Kai, it looked as though his freaking fluffy tail was burning. "Shiiiit! You're on fire, Kodi!!", she blurted out, her eyes wide opened and literally pointing at the flames that were about to engulf his tail. (@Sreeya).

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

Cremek, as ever, was confused as hell watching this, but he kept spectating silently, he wanted to see just how idiotic things could get here, and he was having a ball watching everyone make the most stupid decisions known to man here, hah, if wasn't here on business, who knows what mischief he would have caused, the intrusive thought to spark a floor wide brawl by taking out a blaster and shooting into the air and just letting the chaos unfold overtook cremek for a moment, but he choked it back, as fun as that sounded.

perhaps he could get some dirt on his fellow sith, he would click a few things on his wrist, starting to record with his helmet.

@beerpongfolk

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai listened as he began taking shot after shot...after shot of the potent liquor. And yet for the moment it seemed to have no ill effects as the human who came to call himself Corvus Thawne, a mercenary he said spoke of the need for a challenge and complimented him on his birthday. He inclined his head respectfully. Trodai could relate, he too desired a worthy challenge and favoured the thrill of the hunt. The thrill of combat and seeing into the enemies eyes up close and personal.

It appeared they were much alike in many respects and yet differed in others. For he could feel him in the Darkness but he was not connected to it, a thin strand within the Force. But it did not deter him from this particular human. He asked about work and Trodai thought upon it before speaking. There were ways in which they could equally benefit.

"Thank you. I can relate, for I too seek a worthy challenge, and enjoy the thrill of combat, to be up close and personal, to truly see who they are as their life slips away at your own hand. The thrill of the hunt. For I am a Warrior just as you appear to be, even despite our differences.

As to work, not that I know of, however...I might be able to help in that regard. I may have something in need of a attention with potential for such a long term arrangement. For I am always seeking trustworthy new allies. As a Pureblood of noble blood and being a Sith, as you can imagine, I have many enemies even among my own people. One always needs an edge."

He was about to discuss more when everything changed in an instant. As the after effects of having consumed so much alcohol, so potent and so quickly, became apparent. His demeanour changed and he was more jovial, even as he wobbled about. And as he was about to consume another shot of the potent liquor, a Weequay shoved right into his back.

Spilling his drink. Angered about the rude interruption, he turned to face the offender, finding he was already having troubles with a large green creature he had never seen before. A orcalon. He had heard tale of such a species but never imagined to see one in person.

Even under these circumstances.

He heard the Weequay threaten the large orc, amusing Trodai Who laughed.

At least at first, then he tapped the Weequay on the shoulder, trying to get his attention. He turned around to face the Pureblood, still very much angry, although this time he faced a equally angered opponent. Trodai looked at him, as the man pointed, waving his finger in the Massasi's face. Further angering him. A deep anger that awakened his inner Darkness. His Wrath and Rage.

The Weequay spoke with a attitude, almost spitting at Trodai, offending him further.

"Oh! You want some as well! Watch where your going, you sons of bitches! You want don't want a piece of me and my mates!"

He pointed to the group with him, glaring menacingly at the orc and Trodai.

"I could tear you apart!"

Trodai spoke, attempting to remain calm.

"I would like to see you try, many have boasted the same claim against me. But if you feel up to the challenge, give it your best shot. Apologise for spilling my drink, being rude, and interrupting my conversation and I'll forget all about you, don't and we may have a problem. Now, waving your finger in my face and spitting. Are you some type of hound? Have you no manners in front of female company!"

He said motioning to the females nearby. The Weequay paid no attention, continuing, completely ignoring him and sticking his middle finger up in Trodai and the orc's face in a rude gesture.

"Screw you!" He said.

Escalating it by making more threats until Trodai could take no more in his now very drunken state. The Weequay then made his biggest mistake, when he pointed his finger into Trodai's chest and proceeded to roughly shove him into Corvus Thawne next to him, also spilling his drink.

Trodai had enough.

He gave Corvus and the Orcalon a glance as if to say trouble was about to start. And the fun was about to begin. The thrill of combat, which excited Trodai. Angered beyond words, Trodai spoke.

"Seems you need a lesson in manners. Allow me and my new friends to show you how we deal with scum like you."

It was then he struck. His Wrath and Rage spreading in the Darkness as his anger boiled over. Subtly adjusting himself, he entered a defensive stance or tried to, wobbling as he brang a clenched fist around to try and make contact with the Weequay's face, catching him and sending him sprawling backwards. Getting up he signalled to his mates as he clenched his jaw and they went about entering the fray at the bar, while the bartender ducked behind the counter.

The Weequay went for Trodai, equally as angry and fists starting flying. Trodai was enjoying every minute, even despite his inebriated state.

It was soon a free for all.

They attacked not just Trodai, but also the Orcalon and Corvus too and anyone else near to them.

@Lord Kyle @Xorism

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

OH HERE WE GO! this is what cremek was waiting for!

as soon as fist started flying, cremek let the intrusive thoughts win, drawing a westar model blaster from his side, he fired several shots in the air, and watched as all hell broke loose as people started panicking and ducking left and right, zigzagging and screaming, he watched fear led to hate, and hate led to anger, as brawls over who shot the gun in the first place now began to erupt. As these brawls began to happen between drunks, cremek moved like a ghost, sitting down at a seat off to the side so he could watch what was about to unfold with a sadistic glee he hadn't seen since he fucked around with saybella for the first time.

@everyonewhogotjukedlol

 

[Z'Kair]

Everyone around the table seemed to get their pong shots in, which meant everyone was drinking. Kai was in the process of throwing back another drink when Ruby (@LadyRen )called out to him, “I’m always on fire, baby!” He shouted back, entirely oblivious to her hallucination. He was feeling nice and buzzed right about now. The Fiani was about to re-rack the cups when he spotted a woman address them. Blue answered for them so Kai went back to what he was doing.

And that was when all hell broke loose.

Kai glanced up first to see Door Butter (@Xorism )having a mini tug of war with the Fiani (@Remileah )woman’s jacket. His eye narrowed, “Oy! The hell you playing at?” This woman had the absolute worst luck ever - first almost getting clocked in the face by a can and now an inebriated glorified purrgil was trying to…what was he even doing? Kai thought to distract him by grabbing a pong ball to toss at him (roll:5/20). Unfortunately, a single eye meant his depth perception was sometimes very poor. Combined with alcohol, it sailed right past Butters to pop someone else in the head. This patron promptly took out a blaster and shot in Kai’s direction.

In an instant, everyone went to shit at once. He thought he was hallucinating when he saw Tentacleface (@Akheron ) starting a fight across the room and he wondered just how many Sith there were at this party. Did Param (@TheDudeMike )come here as part of a Dark Sider field trip?

It was every man for himself and Kai promptly jumped to the safest place he knew - hiding behind the Mando (@Altaris ). It took him a moment to realize the woman wasn’t sitting down - she really was just that short. He was an absurd sight ducking down to hide behind her, “Come on, flamethrower activate!” He said urgently from behind her shoulder, his voice slurring.