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Adrian Veidt ([personal profile] defenestration) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs2011-09-30 05:32 pm

Costume Party in Honor of Lex Luthor's Birthday [OPEN]

As stated on the invitation, Adrian is throwing a costume party to celebrate Lex's twenty-fifth birthday at the Luthor-Veidt Building in Brock Marsh. Everyone is welcome, whether they know Lex or not. There's plenty of food and free alcohol (mostly wine, fancy beer, and champagne), music and a space for dancing, and room to mingle and make new friends. Some simple and classy decorations, purple of course, have been put up on the first and second floors to create a festive atmosphere.

(A note to those who might try to take the opportunity to go snooping: security is insanely tight. The elevators will not go beyond the first and second floors without a special code, and there's an elevator operator who is very obviously there to make sure you don't try anything funny. The stairwells are likewise under guard and the private areas of the first floor are locked and under camera surveillance.)



[ooc: Please wait until a few threads are set up before tagging! Party time! Everyone is welcome!

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[identity profile] fuckyouboots.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

That's really her honest and genuine reaction. He's a bear in a human's body. Nothing actually new to Cindy, nothing to get worked up over. So she shrugs and slumps back on the couch, handing the mask back to him.

"This ain't a costume." She follows her words up with a wave of the hand. A wobbly wave of the hand.

now the party don't start 'til I walk in

[identity profile] pateratreus.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Following a civil birthday luncheon, the Luthors had parted ways knowing that they would be seeing each other once more that evening. Lionel has given the party time to simmer before he makes his entrance and makes the effort to approach Lex first, hand resting loosely on the hilt of the sword that properly completes his attire.

There also appears to be an envelope in the very same hand, but he isn't making note of it just yet.

"Quite the turnout," he has to raise his voice to be heard above the current track. He doesn't seem particularly enthusiastic about it but...he's here, isn't he?

[identity profile] sailorofthefloe.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Sort of right; he's both. Human, bear and the inbetween area where both natures bleed into one another. But somehow he doesn't think Cynthia's in the mood for explanations right now.

He's about to laugh at her reaction but her follow-up comment catches his attention first. "You're...what. Royalty?"
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[personal profile] rhinemaid 2011-10-01 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
That's the wonderful thing about a faerie's natural charisma; even in the awkward adjustment back to socializing after captivity, Ilde's more or less carried through by the fact she can't quite help but be, as it were, 'socially ept'. It helps.

Case in point: "Fairy godmother?" she guesses, friendly enough for being a quieter than she was at the last party in Baedal she attended. Her own costume is fairly clearly evocative to anyone familiar with Disney after 1950, which might account for the direction of her guess - that and the idea of other people dressing up as fairies entertains her, quietly.

[identity profile] fuckyouboots.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Was. The marriage stunk and so did the divorce."

She says that a little too loud at first, only realizing her mistake when a couple walks by close enough to hear the final word of her sentence. They don't notice much without particular details, but still that was a close call. Yeah, even Cindy knows she's too far gone at the moment to be careful about saying too much. It's better she sticks to vague sentences and explanations, things that let any passersby think she's just a normal bitter ex-wife.

"Don't let Disney fool you. There is no happily ever after."
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[personal profile] ironshodboots 2011-10-01 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Nazca makes quite an entrance, even if no one will recognize her as a contrarequialla here. She's wearing a tight black shift without sleeves, and a black cloth around her hips, her long legs bare. Her curls are tied back in a bright red bandana, and brass and silver bangles clink where they've been woven through her hair. A small double-headed axe and a javelin are strapped to her back, and her hands are clad in small, supple leather gloves.

She's hard to miss, especially if you've never seen a professional sharkfighter's getup before.

Nazca's glad Gabriel has come along as a friend; costume aside, she's mainly here for business purposes, but that doesn't mean she won't be glad for his conversation.
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[personal profile] aviophobia 2011-10-01 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're dressed as a horse's ass!" This really seems to be the only thing to say in this situation, along with some really spectacular gesticulating that might be closer to 'flailing.' "How in God's name is this going to be 'great?'"

[identity profile] sailorofthefloe.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Asbjørn may not know the person doing the inviting, but that doesn't mean he's going to turn down a party. And he's sociable enough with the rest of his cohort that he does know a fair number of the people here.

That means he can be found chatting to old friends and making new ones while steadily becoming more acquainted with the drink trays of the catering staff. His costume is more or les non-existant, despite a rather thoughtful choice in mask (http://www.polyvore.com/bleeding_on_ballroom_floor/set?id=37673666). He has his reasons, though. Not that he'd be willing to tell the truth to most people here.
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[personal profile] ironshodboots 2011-10-01 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Nazca eventually makes her way toward Adrian later in the evening. "Mr. Veidt? How thoughtful of you to throw such a charming event, and to be so generous with your invitations."
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[personal profile] captaincocksure 2011-10-01 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
That's the point, really, though Jim won't admit to being so calculating. A remarkable and sort of cute costume, the suggestion that he was abandoned in his efforts, and a costume that doesn't cover his face, all of these add up to making him very approachable. And maybe also let people underestimate him just a little.

"Mr. Luthor. It's a pleasure to meet you. Happy birthday." Jim spreads his hands, with a small sigh. "That's the rub--there is no other half. I had the costume and then I realized I'd have no help. I figured, why let it go to waste? And better I wear the half, like you say, that makes it easier for me to talk to people, than to try to wander around with the head on."

[identity profile] desert-bloomed.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Amalia enters on Balthier's arm, looking around to get her bearings a little too quickly. The last thing she wants to seem at a party is harried and paranoid, but the past several weeks in and out of the fog has done a number on her nerves. The hum of people talking over the noise of music calms her, though. This is a sound she knows well.

In no time, she is Amalia no longer. Ashelia stands there now, posture just as hard and severe as the sky pirate's, but filled somehow with a commanding power Amalia wants for. Even though the elaborate mask on her face stays the same and the dress, all dramatic curves and lacy bodice, changes not one bit, the woman wearing them is undeniably different.

The Queen smiles, head held high. "I thirst. Shall we to the tap?"
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[personal profile] toooldforlosing 2011-10-01 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Raylan wasn't going to come until Rachel convinced him he should, and it's fairly clear why - he's gone to parties like this for work, but seldom gets invited to them as a guest. He feels out of place, and is more inclined to watching and listening than dancing. As such, the second floor is more useful to him.

He's borrowed a suit from somewhere, and is wearing a plain black half-mask. In some ways, though, being without his hat is almost disguise enough.

And he can at least take advantage of the catering.
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now we all know how lionel brushes his teeth

[personal profile] patricide 2011-10-01 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Lunch was civil, but not overly long or particularly affectionate. The two seemed much more like distant relations eating together out of obligation rather than father and son. By the time the meal had concluded the Luthors had managed to get through everything without incident, an accomplishment for them.

Lex is a little surprised to see his father, but that wears away once he see and recognizes the costume. Of course.

"You know that I'm not one to let a good party go to waste." He grins, remembering the phrase Lionel seemed so keen on repeating and gestures vaguely around the room. "Invaluable contacts."
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[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2011-10-01 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Ivan is not going to let the current mood of the city keep him home, especially not when he's trying to get more information about that mood. He's hungry, but he's sure of his control, and there's too much at stake to miss this.

He's all in black, with a red mask reminiscent of fire. (A bit of a nod to recently being sprayed in the face with holy water, perhaps; Ivan's sense of humor is a bit skewed.) He moves through the crowd, somewhat aloof but not entirely apart.
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[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2011-10-01 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ivan passes by and registers her as Ilde's friend (from the incident in which he lifted her off the bar and drew several immediate threats, explicit or implied).

"Enjoying the party?" he asks, wryly, as he passes her couch.
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[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2011-10-01 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Ivan, at some point, appears at her shoulder without announcement. "You look quite lovely," he says by way of hello, both because it's what one says and because it's true.
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[personal profile] rhinemaid 2011-10-01 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
What he's saying doesn't immediately register - although compliments are always welcome - as Ilde takes in his mask, instead, with that particular expression he's probably coming to be familiar with that more or less indicates she finds him conceptually hilarious.

"You have a sick sense of humour," she informs him, delighted.

[identity profile] fuckyouboots.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, the vampire. Ilde's property, yes? Yes. Cindy grins at him with a half-wave.

"Could stand a bartender who doesn't yap all that much and just pours the booze, but it could always be worse."
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[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2011-10-01 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He smiles. "You are not the first to make such an observation. I trust you're pleased, though?"
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[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2011-10-01 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Those are always the best sort of bartenders." The quiet ones, yes. "But it seems like you're getting on, regardless."
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[personal profile] rhinemaid 2011-10-01 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"With the party, or you and your mask?" Either way, she shrugs; she's getting more or less what she wants out of both, after all.
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a++ would lol again

[personal profile] aviophobia 2011-10-02 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
McCoy's eyes lift at the voice, and his eyebrows shoot straight up. It's - Spock, but at the same time ... it's ... not. The face is unquestionably the same, but soft where Spock's is angular and hard, and his ears are rounded.

...what in the ever-loving fuck.

"No, uh," he stammers after a second. "You're good. Your name Spock, by any chance?"
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[personal profile] captaincocksure 2011-10-02 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I've actually thought this through," Jim counters, maddeningly calm in the face of McCoy's annoyance. "It makes me more approachable. Poor guy, only half a costume, right? And I'm wearing the half that makes it possible for me to talk to people."

He steps closer, glancing around to make sure they aren't overheard. "Look. I need to start making connections around here. Hellsing's great and all but I need to network outside of it, too. Connections lead to information and help, and information and help is what's going to hopefully get us the hell out of here. If I have to be a horse's ass for a night to help that along, so be it."
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[personal profile] deservesadaisy 2011-10-02 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Either, though I specifically meant the mask, considering that was the evidence of my sense of humor." He leans, lightly, on the back of her chair.
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[personal profile] kiss_evilgoodbye 2011-10-02 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
She turns at the sound of the voice, before glancing down at herself and shaking her head. "Good witch, actually. Though I agree that fairy godmother would have been equally poofy."

Glinda the Good Witch, to be more precise, but she's not sure if The Wizard of Oz translates into all universes.

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