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destinystrings2013-05-29 11:07 am
emperor_penguin) wrote in destinystrings2013-05-29 11:07 am
Happy Birthday, Mr. Penguin
Who: King DeDeDe, the employees of the Penguin's Nest, esteemed friends and guests, and anyone with money
Where: The Penguin's Nest in Taurus District
When: The evening of May 29th until the sun comes up on the 30th
Summary: DeDeDe's birthday was on the 22nd, but the event happened, so he's throwing himself a week late belated party
Warnings: Standard warnings for the party taking place in a strip club and being for a perverted hedonist penguin
[Not too long ago, DeDeDe hadn't been expecting to live to see another birthday - he'd met a rather violent end in his own world before coming to Hinoto-Ri. So now that May has rolled around and he's still alive and well, he's decided to have a little get-together in his own honor at the Penguin's Nest a week after the fact. The party was supposed to be on the actual date of his birthday, but he was rather preoccupied at the time with Samus' memories, so he ended up pushing back plans to tonight. It's a little short notice, but who cares. Early on in the day, to give people as much time as he could, DeDeDe sent out a message to every COMP in town:
TONIGHT AT THE PENGUIN'S NEST: MANAGER'S BIRTHDAY RECEPTION. FIRST DRINK IS ON THE HOUSE. ADULTS ONLY.
Nice and short and simple. Normally he wasn't the type to pass out free drinks - even for something like this - but DeDeDe had gotten a good business fortune at the festival and thought this might be a good way to drum up some new attendance at the club. He had of course informed the staff weeks in advance, letting them put together whatever they felt like for the occasion but not really asking for anything specific aside from their presence. They're not exactly in the most warm and fuzzy line of work here, after all.
But all the same, the club is open a few hours before sundown, just as usual. DeDeDe's waiting inside at the door to greet everyone personally, shaking hands and schmoozing it up as he is wont to do. There are also a number of little red guys in party hats in attendance, mostly just milling around dancing and hanging around near the penguin king as he makes his way through the club to mingle with the other guests. There's also a big elaborate birthday cake sitting on the bar courtesy of Johnny, with the usual rotating cast of succubi working the dance floor as party music blasts from the speakers.]
((OOC: This is pretty much just an open mingle log. No post order, everyone just tag in as you please! Friends and close CR of DeDeDe's are definitely welcome, but it's not necessary to know him personally to get in. If your character just wants to show up, get the free drink, and leave, that's totally cool too.))
Where: The Penguin's Nest in Taurus District
When: The evening of May 29th until the sun comes up on the 30th
Summary: DeDeDe's birthday was on the 22nd, but the event happened, so he's throwing himself a week late belated party
Warnings: Standard warnings for the party taking place in a strip club and being for a perverted hedonist penguin
[Not too long ago, DeDeDe hadn't been expecting to live to see another birthday - he'd met a rather violent end in his own world before coming to Hinoto-Ri. So now that May has rolled around and he's still alive and well, he's decided to have a little get-together in his own honor at the Penguin's Nest a week after the fact. The party was supposed to be on the actual date of his birthday, but he was rather preoccupied at the time with Samus' memories, so he ended up pushing back plans to tonight. It's a little short notice, but who cares. Early on in the day, to give people as much time as he could, DeDeDe sent out a message to every COMP in town:
TONIGHT AT THE PENGUIN'S NEST: MANAGER'S BIRTHDAY RECEPTION. FIRST DRINK IS ON THE HOUSE. ADULTS ONLY.
Nice and short and simple. Normally he wasn't the type to pass out free drinks - even for something like this - but DeDeDe had gotten a good business fortune at the festival and thought this might be a good way to drum up some new attendance at the club. He had of course informed the staff weeks in advance, letting them put together whatever they felt like for the occasion but not really asking for anything specific aside from their presence. They're not exactly in the most warm and fuzzy line of work here, after all.
But all the same, the club is open a few hours before sundown, just as usual. DeDeDe's waiting inside at the door to greet everyone personally, shaking hands and schmoozing it up as he is wont to do. There are also a number of little red guys in party hats in attendance, mostly just milling around dancing and hanging around near the penguin king as he makes his way through the club to mingle with the other guests. There's also a big elaborate birthday cake sitting on the bar courtesy of Johnny, with the usual rotating cast of succubi working the dance floor as party music blasts from the speakers.]
((OOC: This is pretty much just an open mingle log. No post order, everyone just tag in as you please! Friends and close CR of DeDeDe's are definitely welcome, but it's not necessary to know him personally to get in. If your character just wants to show up, get the free drink, and leave, that's totally cool too.))
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Okay ambush completed she is just going to hang over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Also, in Hades the floor is made of lava, just so you understand what Desco is saying."
The tip of Desco's tail very pointedly pokes Otoha in the stomach. When she speaks, her voice is a lot more quiet.
"Desco told you once that her little sister was terrible. What Desco meant is that she killed Desco."
Her voice gains a bit of a sarcastic edge as she continues.
"Good job, Uncle Otoha, you opened up Desco's mental trauma when she was already going crazy! But since Desco is generous, she will forgive you if you save her some cake."
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"... I didn't want to hurt you. I'm just not used to family or... being close to people. My father hated me, so..."
Mrph. He heads over, Desco on his shoulder, to get her some cake.
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"Then he was a worthless father and Desco will beat him up for you."
Because of the way she's positioned, most of Desco's eyes can see nothing but the fabric of Otoha's clothes. However, 'most' is not 'all', and she is avidly viewing the inside of the bar with the eyes on her wrists and thighs.
"...Desco has never seen such covered-up succubi before."
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Totally nonchalant while saying that. No big deal.
"I've been in a lot of strip clubs. I don't even really notice it anymore."
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Really not a big deal.
"Desco is just surprised to see them wearing anything at all."
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Demonology is still not a strong suit of his.
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Pause for thought as the tip of her tail twitches across Otoha's stomach.
"And sometimes women, too!"
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He's got enough seducing at home with Johnny around.
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"These ones have smaller breasts than the ones Desco is used to, too."
C'monnnn, Otoha, hurry up with that cake.
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As she spears a surprisingly small piece of cake on the end of the fork and delicately moves it past her razor-sharp teeth, her tail starts to curve upwards in a way that it really shouldn't be capable of until the very tip of it comes into contact with Desco's back, forming a semicircle. When that happens, the broad base of her tail shivers and breaks off, leaving behind a small triangular stub as both her tail and the tentacle she extruded are sucked into the gaping void on her back with an audible slurping sound.
Desco, naturally, has been paying attention to none of this and currently has one claw resting on her cheek, fork sticking out from between two of them, as she swoons over the taste of the birthday cake.
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Desco your weird knows no bounds.
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"Of course! Desco has cake!"
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He finds a place to sit down so she doesn't have to wobble around while he walks.
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