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Who: Everyone!
What: New Feather Party
When: Saturday Evening
Where: Rec Centre
Summary: Come one, come all! It's time for this cycle's New Feather Party!
Rating: PG -- to be changed in case of drunken shenanigans! Which are encouraged but it's a BYOB kinda deal. XD

[ooc: Alright everybody, here's how it works! Comment spam is the name of the game here and yes, my inbox can handle it! First comment is for anyone who's volunteered to help out and there's a lots of people so Selphie has already split everybody up into groups. aka: feel free to make your own groups. After that, there's just going to be general partyness going on! Threadjacking is more than encounraged (hell, it's expected and demanded) and there you have it! The grumps can come btw, they just can't grump at the party! xD]

The party was all set up and ready to go. The food had been delivered, the rec centre was thoroughly decorated and cheerful with its spring colours and Selphie was just hanging around waiting for the guests to arrive. Her small army of helpers had been hard at work since the day before and it hardened the perky brunette's resolve to make this one of the best parties she's ever thrown. A small part of her wished that her other friends from home and those who had left this place could be here to enjoy the party with everyone here. Even then, a larger part of her knows that it's better that they're not here.

Regardless, Selphie goes about getting this latest New Feather party arranged with every ounce of cheer and assuring those new people that not every people associated with Luceti is crazy. Giving them a welcoming environment to get to know some of their fellow residents is better than wondering what's going to happen next. Besides, it could help those shy people make some friends or get over their anxieties about social gatherings. Overall, Selphie felt that these parties were worth the hard work and would do them as many times as necessary.

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[...good god, Giles actually gets that reference.]

I wonder if that would even work here...

[ Thinking. It would be pretty cool if it did. ]

It'd make getting around a lot easier. Should ask next time they decide to talk to us. Than again...I did ask for my Bentley that one time and got a definite no.

[ Yeah he's still miffed about that. ]

But we have no guarantee they're ever being honest with us anyway.

That goes with most people though--so it's really not much of a big deal. Just wish they'd give a reason why you can't have a car here.

You wouldn't exactly have much room to drive it.

It'd make a good challenge. [ Hitting woodland creatures and pedestrians on accident. ]

I've dealt with busy streets before, shouldn't be too hard. [ Yeah and he was going 90 miles and hour all the while. ]

It isn't "busy streets" that are the problem. There's practically a lack of streets, especially for a car.

[ Crowley practically dismisses that with a hand wave. ]

Drove in worse conditions. You ever try driving when it's raining fish? Whoo-wee if the smell doesn't get you a swordfish or whale might.

[What the hell, Crowley? Giles pauses for a second, just to see if the demon might be screwing with him.]

...no, I can't say I've had the pleasure of navigating through fish.

[ There is no screwing here, Giles. He is being honest for once in his life aren't you lucky? The Apocalypse not even marine life is safe. ] Bloody pleasure alright. Ruined my car more then it already was! [ Because IT WAS ON FIRE. ]

All I would have needed was for Jaws to drop out of the sky, then it'd be a B-rated movie.

Were you in the right climate for large sharks? [...you are serious, aren't you, Crowley? You're really serious here. Dammit, the worst Giles' car ever had to face was Spike and a rogue fruit stand.]

Not sure. Wasn't exactly keeping tabs on the local wildlife. [ Besides when he was trying to hit them with his car. ] Dolphins. Now those buggers you have to watch out for.

Really? Why is that? [Horrified fascination has...well, taken over.]