GIT - The Party.

[Faclan]

Get Into Them - The Party. (May run other settings if this proves popular :> )

This is a fun little writing exercise that we used to do a lot in creative writing classes, and since yesterday I was setting up for a small party I thought hey - why not?

The point of this exercise is to imagine a character you have made in the past, could be one you've playing now or a later one - but the more recent the better. Now imagine them in a party free of small things like the war. Maybe the war ended and everyone is getting together to have a party to celebrate it. You then put your character into the party situation and say what they would be doing as the party goes on, or before, or after if you wanted - OR ALL OF THEM *Gasp*. You can type out how ever much or little you would like, but have fun with it. You would reply to the base I set out but with your characters, hope that makes sense <3 .

Ill start off with Bep, for the purpose of this exercise I'll have the party being thrown at Beps 'house'


Before;
As he'll be hosting the big event party Bep would be working hard the day before the event trying to get everything as well put together as it can be. He drove/flew off to the store to make sure he got a good assortment of food and drinks for everyone. From snacks and sweets and from soda to hard alcohol. He himself wouldn't be drinking any of that as he needed to make sure he was lucid to try and make sure people we're enjoying the party. Arriving back at the soon to be party house he would set up the bowls and plates for the chips and dip and set some ice in a ice box with the soda, a separate ice cooler for the booze. But he didn't label which one was which as he fretted around trying to get things ready.

When the day of the party itself here he quickly did a once over to make sure the drinks we're cool and the plates we're still ok before putting out the chips and dip itself along with the plates and napkins if anyone brought any food with them, or wanted to walk around and talk while taking some chips with them. Setting out the sweets by the chips he nodded, placing the vacuum cleaner and the mop in the closest for easier grabbing when everyone had left. There was only one item left to set up. Moving to the front door he nodded at the numerous weapon stalls that he had gotten from his friendly pirate friends for people to leave their guns at the door, if they brought any, which he hoped there weren't many since he had asked on the invitation not to. Quickly taking a shower and putting on a nice jacket over his light armor he rushed to answer the doorbell as it rang.

During;
When the guests arrived and the party actually got underway Bep wasn't up for much talking, he spent most of his time moving around the house try to make sure people we're well catered for like a little butler. Some of his more rowdy guests he did his best to avoid, knowing that he did bring it on himself a little by having a 'party' and inviting them. But as long as they weren't breaking anything it would be ok, messes could easily be cleaned up. When he wasn't skittering around try to check on everyone he could be found outside, getting some cool fresh air as the night slowly crept in, away from all the different smells on the inside. It also gave him time to swallow some more painkillers for his ribs - they had mostly healed by now, but somtimes the pain would flare up.

A few fights would eventually start but the other guests would help Bep to break them up, as he was still a bit scrawny to try and do it himself - Not to mention he was scared of a lot of the larger guests as they could easily use him as a mace. He was glad that most people seemed to be willing to do this peaceful like and enjoy the end of all the fighting. It got both better and worse after the drinks started to kick in, as the hatred lessoned when the alcohol was consumed but the possibility for drunken fights got worse. Thankfully there were only a few of those and nothing that expensive got broken.

After;
After wishing the last guest a safe drive/flight home or back to the hotel Bep sighed and thanked the gods that no-one had been horribly killed or set on fire and his house was still standing. But he wrinkled his nose at the smell of spilled drinks, food and the residual smell of all those bodies so close. Hopping around he would open all the windows to help let the place air out. Yawning a little he set out the mop and cleaner beside the table and nodded, he would sleep now and clean up tommorow when he was more awake. Probably put on some music to help speed it along. Popping anoher small painkiller into his beak he lept up the stairs and into bed for sleep.

He woke up to start the main cleaning and was horrified to see that someone had broken in during the night through all the open windows and had stolen his music player...and he thought this was supposed to be a happy time. Sitting dejectidly outside he sighed and watched the sun rose slowly, muttering about who could have done it and swallowing another painkiller.


Hope you have fun, left some spots open for micheive if someone wanted to, or you could just chat  . This is normaly supposed to just be a one block of text per writer with not much interaction, but we can make a little RP out of it if people want.

[BetaWülf]

Before: He was most surprised to have received an invitation since his race had a bad reputation after the war, but he was glad to be invited none the less. He was so excited he didn't see the no weapons part, and of course a Jiralhanae had at least one pointed object on them at all times. He started by shaking off the food crumbs from his lunch and turning off the Tv, he then hopped into the shower. The water seeped through his fur and ran down his skin in a hot stream, he kneaded the humans liquid soap into his fur, he looked at the bottle.

"Irish Spring?" he said raising an eyebrow, "It smells nice" he said as he rubbed it into his scalp. The water washed his fur clean, the shampoo going down the drain, he stepped out of the shower and shook his whole body covering the whole room in water. He pressed the button on the large heat blower that caused him to become very........ poofy. He fought his fur for an hour before taming it down to normal, he then realized he was going to be late. He put on his formal clothes(An ornate armor lacking a helmet) he rushed to the party with great speed. When he reached the building he then had to climb the stairs due to the elevator being packed and his weight being too great for it to support. Once he reached the apartment he was winded so much he just slumped against the wall outside for quite awhile before he stood again. He was greeted by a Kig-yar that was deathly familiar, he couldn't quite place him but he definitely knew him from somewhere, he responded kindly to the greeting and proceeded inside.

During: He disarmed everything but his knife which he kept on his person at all times. He walked over to the food first, grabbing lots of meat and anything else that wasn't a plant that smelled good, which was basically all of it. He small talked with some Unggoy and Humans for awhile before finding the liquor which he apparently liked too much seeing as he drank at least ten gallons of it before getting tipsy. He laughed some and he cried some after his discovery of the magic Human drink that made every thing funny, he tried to limit himself after someone asked if he'd had too much, which he most definitely had. He mingled and sobered up at the same time, laughing and having a good time. He helped break up a fight at one point, picking up both participants and holding them at arms length until they calmed down. He continued to have fun though, thinking mixed species parties were the best.

(Left out the end for the same reason as Tracker)

[Faclan]

(May as well try and get some RP outa dis P:)

During;
Quickly skittering between people as he heard shouting Bep tried his best to push the people apart, but the alcohol fueled human and Sangheili had no trouble shoving him aside and right onto his butt. He went flat as a kick was throw toward him from inside the crowd but he was too busy looking at the fighters to see who sent it his way. Frowning he looked around for something else to break of the argument but then breathed a sign of relief when a Jiralhanae, who seemed a bit familiar...picked up them both and held them apart as they cooled down.

Smiling up at the large fur covered figure he got back to his feet as the human and Sangheili grumbled and then went off with their friends to other sides of the house. Looking around as creatures started to dissipate, awing that there was no fight, he soon found himself mostly left alone with the Jiralhanae and a human female who was seated on the windowsill. Glancing at the several cans she had sitting next to her he quickly went to get her a new one, offering it once he had returned while smiling at them both.

"Thanks for breaking up the fight Jiralhanae and would you like another Human? I'm Bep...would you like to talk?" That sounded a lot less awkward in my head...

[BetaWülf]

Garatus watched as the Human accepted the new drink from their host, then repositioned knocking two of the three empty cans to the ground, she stared at the Kig-yar then at him. She continued to look back and forth between himself and their host, but more so at him, he wondered why? Perhaps she was uncomfortable around him for a number of reasons, mostly the bad reputation his race had received during the war. He gobbled down a handful of food then decided to speak to the others, it was getting awkward just standing there saying nothing.

"My name is Garatus, I'm pleased to meet you" he said to both of them shaking the hosts hand, then extending his open hand to the human woman.

[Faclan]

Bep smiled when the human female took the drink from him, she looked like she was a soldier, so it was good that she was able to put aside what had happened in the war, at least a little, for the party. Glancing down as she kicked over the cans he made a little cluck of 'I'll get it' as he crouched down to grab them and put them into the garbage can that as near by. He didn't mind picking up after his guests, he expected he would have to anyway after they left, better than them starting fights.

Wincing a little in pain when he got back to the human and Jiralhanae he reached into his pocket and popped another painkiller into his beak, quickly swallowing as he shook the Jiralhanae's massive hand - glad that he was being especially gentle or he was sure his tiny bird like hand would be crushed. With that done he smiled at both of them again and spoke up.

"Pleased to meet you as well Garatus. What do you both plan to do now that the fighting is mostly over? I had planned to try and just live quietly here, maybe try and find a nest mate, but mostly just settle down."

[BasedGoody]

The Chronicles of Japkip

Episode 1 / Chapter 1 - Waking up

After:

Japkip's eyes opened to a slit before light ravaged his beady retinas. He closed them immediately and covered his face with his hands. Slowly he opened them again, feeling the heat of forty sun-prophets destroying his pupils. Finally his eyes adjusted, and he looked around. Where... Where was he? He sat up straight and looked around. He was in some sort of living room, wearing no armor, a plain white t-shirt and some shorts with an alcohol smelling liquid on them. His breathing apparatus was taking in methane from his sling backpack hanging on by one arm. He hauled himself up and dizzily wandered around before tripping and falling back down. His vision blacked out.

Suddenly he started getting visions in his head.

He remembered downing a can of beer... No... Two cans of beer. Three? FOUR? FIVE!? Suddenly he woke up again, and attempted to sit on a chair. His head was pounding, what a hangover. Kip rubbed his hands on his temples, trying to calm it down. Everyone else had already left, no one must have noticed the passed out Unggoy under the living room table. He attempted to stand up again, but soon sat back down.

Must'a been some party.

[BetaWülf]

Garatus watched the humans strange reaction to him, he must have been intimidating her without trying, *what a shame* he thought to himself *I'm actually mellow*. She slowly loosened up as she drank some more, she stared at Garatus through squinted eyes, leaning forward slightly as though she couldn't see him at his current distance.
"Ho.. how much do you think you can drink? I say we have, a drinking contest" she said pointing at Garatus.

"May the best Jiralhanae win" Garatus said with a grin. As he turned around he half fell over an Unggoy, catching himself thankfully, it would have been terrible if he had squished him.
"I'm terribly sorry....?" Garatus said waiting for his name.

"I'm.. I'm Japkip" the grunt said to him, Garatus noticed he'd spilt his drink when Garatus had tripped on him.

"Let me get you another drink, there's a contest if you want in on it" Garatus said picking the Unggoy up and placing him on a stool at the bar.

"Three pints of beer for the contestants!" Garatus said loudly and laughed, when his drink arrived he slammed it like it was a shot.

[BasedGoody]

The Chronicles of Japkip

Episode 1 / Chapter 2 - The Contest

After:

Japkip waited on the couch for what seemed like forever. What was he waiting for? He doesn't know. If anything he's trying to remember what happened last night. He must've drank much more than six cans to get this hung over. He decided it would be a good idea to take a little nap. Maybe it would jog his memory. He laid on the couch and put his hands under his head, closing his eyes. Even with his pounding headache, he soon fell asleep. That's when the visions came back.

During/Dream:

Japkip yelped as the Jiralhanae tripped over him, spilling his drink all over his new shorts. The Unggoy was too woozy to be upset, he just looked up at the giant beast before him. He had always respected the Jiralhanae, not as much as the Sangheili but still a good amount.

"I'm terribly sorry...?" The ape-like creature said.

"I'm... I'm Japkip." He responded semi-nervously. The Unggoy accepted the drinking contest and was soon plopped down on a stool. Seeing an unnamed skirmisher pour three pints for each person and the millisecond one was handed to the 'Brute' he downed it like it was nothing. One was placed next to Japkip. Clearly he wanted to impress others, so he grabbed it with two hands and lifted it to his mouth, gulping down the whole thing in about ten seconds. He slid the empty pint away and motioned for another one, but he was already feeling dizzy. Maybe it would be better to take these ones slower...

[Faclan]

Bep glanced warily at the females waist as she reached for it, but then she went back to a more relaxed stance so Bep relaxed as well. Still though it was likely she had something there that was a weapon, so he took a little step back to be out of arms reach incase she wanted to take a swing at him...like that dam Determined one all those years ago - but he kept smiling throughout all of that as she replied to his question. He nodded a little and was about to ask serving for what purpose with most of the fighting over but then looked to his side as a Grunt stumbled forward and identify himself as Japkip, he looked quiet drunk - Garatus immediately jumped on the chance of a drinking contest and deposited Happy Birthday on a stool.

"Thanks Nek," Bep said as the Skirmisher with the human sunglasses and headphones over his feathers nodded and bobbed his head a little to whatever. "Though you may want to get the mop ready..." He added at the end as he saw the grunt teeter a little. Nek only nodded a little and went back to bobbing and serving drinks to the guests. Looking back at the human female he smiles at her again.

"Serve with what? Havn't we all stopped fighting for now? Even Nek has stopped running supplies out." He asked again, gesturing to the head bobbing 'cool' Skirmisher behind the bar.


(Once the party has quieted down a little Goody I'll go to after with Bep so he can interact with the hangover grunt :>)

[BetaWülf]

He looked around when he was referred to as "monkey-man".
"What in all the hells is a Monkey?" he said before downing another, he looked over to the grunt as it wiped its mouth from chugging its pint.

"That's the spirit!" Garatus said patting the grunt on the back, it was a heavy pat and the Unggoy went half way over the counter, it slid back onto its stool again.
"Sorry about that" Garatus said looking over to Japkip, he grabbed the pint set before him and lapped it this time since he was feeling slightly tipsy.

[Faclan]

Bep followed the female over to the bar as she seemed more than eager to engage in the drinking contest as well. Mentioning again to Nek that he should get the mop ready the Skirmisher reached down and adjusted something on his wrist as he stopped head bobbing. Bep assumed it was something to do with his music as Nek smiled at his three drunk bar flys. Though as the female responded to his questions with first a gesture, that he had no idea about but Nek chuckled for, and then with some gibberish about places he had never heard about Bep moved his hand over his hair spines as he mumbles;

"Right over my head...Nek did that make any sense to you? You know about human history don't you?"

"Humm?" Nek responded as he reached up and slid the headphones off his ears to around his neck, classic human rock coming from them as he nodded. "Yeah a bit, I think she's talking about the time before her race took to the skies, maybe like ours when they were all pirates taking over lands? Apparently these Bretish we're good pirates? Send me a message tomorrow and I'll look it up if its still bugging you." He replied, about to put the headphones back on his head when the others finished their drinks. Smiling he quickly refilled them and slid them to his fellow aliens again. "Better speed up you two," he said to Japkip and Willow, "The Jiralhanae is on his last one." Resting his arms over the bar he left his headphones around his feather mane as he watched, Bep looking back at the human female and erring a little.

"Go you? You got this, almost there? Push it for the last Cycle?" He said as he hopped up on one of the last stools available at his homes little bar. 

[BasedGoody]

The Chronicles of Japkip

Episode 1 / Chapter 3 - Damn Respect

During/Still asleep:

Japkip picked up his next round and spun to the female human. Her words struck something in Japkip, and he chugged about half of his next drink before pointing one finger in the air, looking towards the roof before back down at the girl.

"YEAH. YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT WE DESERVE RESPECT." He uttered before lifting up the pint again. He shouldn't drink this. Wasn't alcohol poisining a thing? Yeah, it would be best not to-

Before he could finish his thought he brought the drink to his lips and downed the rest. Something rumbled in his stomach and he got a wierd feeling in his throat. One more right? ONE MORE. ONLY ONE. Japkip could win this.

"One more, waaaaai-terrr."

[BetaWülf]

Garatus looked around confused after she asked the question.
"Well, umm........... I don't honestly know. They, they should be respected! Respect the Unggoy!" he literally roared through the room, he realized the human drink was beginning to affect him, regardless he downed his next pint. He belched loudly then wiped his mouth, he was loving this party.

"What I want to kno.. know" it was effecting him "Is why everyone thinks we, us, me? Well Jiralhanae, well you'd know us as bru.. utes. That's mean, I'm not a brute, I'm a nice person!" Garatus said chocking up slightly.

"I don't spend every waking moment thinking about killing people, I like to grow plants and write stories! I'm a person too!" He started balling into his new pint as he chugged it, he wiped his eyes then looked away awkwardly.

[Faclan]

After the human spun around to talk with the other two aliens Bep took the time to look around at the party to see how it was progressing. All the assembled creatures seemed to be having a good time still and no-one was trying to fight or kill each other anymore. But more and more people were looking over at the bar as the three got progressively more drunk. Nek seemed busy, so shrugging he lifted himself up to sit on the bar and swung his Digigrade legs over it to end up behind the bar with his good friend. Nodding at Nek he rolled up his sleeves and moved down to the other end of the bar to serve the other guests. Luckily most of them were drunk or distracted as well so they didn't notice that Beps serving skills were sub-par at best.

Nek meanwhile nodded and smiled at his three patrons and kept refilling their mugs - even if the game had been won already. He did take Beps advice and had the mop close at hand, but it would stain Beps carpets and not his so he didn't worry too much about it. Lacing his four thumbs and two fingers together he listened to them discussion anatomy and respect and just smiled and watched for a little, when there was a break in their talking though he decided the best way to keep them going was to ask them each a question quickly.

"It seems like your 'Bretish' family has quite the history human, do you plan to return home someday?

"Unggoy, have any plans now that the Sangheili don't command your troops around anymore?"

"What kind of stories do you write Jiralhanae?"

[BasedGoody]

The Chronicles of Japkip

Episode 1 / Chapter 4 - One Small Drink for Unggoy... One Giant Chug for Unggoy Kind.

During/Still Asleep

Japkip's vision was blurred as he fantasized about that one last pint in front of him. It foamed at the top as and dribble off the side. The golden alcohol fizzed over the table top. He could almost reach out and touch it. And drink it, then everything would be alright. Suddenly his train of thought was interrupted.

"Unggoy, have any plans now that the Sangheili don't command your troops around anymore?"

"Huh? Uh. You know. The Sangheili will always rule me, in some you know, special way. That reminds me of my BEEEEEST friend Zuko. What a guy. He started my whole story. He is cool." He coughed up a bit. Suddenly he turned to see his real drink placed in front of him. He grasped at it with his big meaty gloves and shoved it to his mouth.  His rebreather got shoved to the side as the alchohol drained into his mouth and outside the corners of his lips. It dripped down his chest until it was all gone.

"WOO. I WIN." He yelled. "Right? Did I, uh? I did? Right?" He gurgled as he shakily spun in his chair, looking around.

[BetaWülf]

Garatus smirked sheepishly at the Humans kind words.
"Thanks" he said to her before looking to Bep to answer his question.

"Well, I... I'm more of a novice, I dabble in several genres. I'm currently attempting to chronicle the stories about Rukt into one tome."

Garatus said to Bep before looking over to the Unggoy who loudly exclaimed his victory, Garatus called for another round which then set before them.
"One more Pint! Whoever falls over last wins!" Garatus said with a hearty laugh, before grabbing hold of his pint.

[Faclan]

Nek, seeing the fire in the females eyes, quickly stood back up straight so he was out of arms reach of her, drunkenness and anger never mixed well in his experience. But he listened careful to what she had said, scanning back through all the humans books he had read about these places she mentioned. Not much was coming up, it was probably on their homeworld which he could never find many sources for. But the story did resonate with him a little, all the different locations being taken over by one force and forced into it, it was kinda like the Covenant, even if he had managed to avoid conscription he knew many of his fellows that hadn't.

"Interesting human, the Covenant was the same way you know, lots of different places brought together under one banner. You should be proud you were able to keep your cultural identity - did these Bretish try to squash yours like the Sangheili did to mine?"

Glancing to the other two he smiled at them, responding in turn.

"I think you won in your own special way Unggoy. Sounds like you have good memories with the Sangheili, do you have a favorite?"

"I have a selection of old books on my ship Garatus if you want me to find them later. Is Rukt the hammer or a Chieftan, do you have a favorite tale in your chronicle?"



Bep meanwhile kept serving drinks as best he could in his own little fumbly way.

[BetaWülf]

Garatus cocked his head to the side when she said he'd have trouble with a human, especially ancient one. He chuckled to himself a little before turning to the Kig-yar to answer his question.

"Well there is speculation as to who..... Rukt was, but most see him as a folk hero or minor deity. His hammer is called his fist t... to invoke his power." Garatus said before pausing, he stared blankly before blinking rapidly and returning his gaze to the Kig-yar.

"One of my favorites is the fisting... oh, the Forging of Rukt! slip of... the tongue. Ya know, it being the "Fist" of Rukt and... all." Garatus said, he giggled and put a closed fist to his mouth to suppress it.

[Faclan]

"Interesting, very interesting. I'll have to make a note to look up this time period after I leave." Nek responded as he looked down at his TacPad to make a note of this Bretish versus Scotland war to search around for later, it was always fun to learn about history. Turning to Garatus as the female looked away he nodded a little, refilling his drink if he needed a refill before replying to what he had said.

"I see, I'm not very familiar with your peoples legends, what did Rukt do to make himself very famous?" He smirked and snickered a little as the towering pile of fur slipped on the words, Nek knowing enough of English to catch that hidden meaning as he nodded again. "Did he bathe it in the blood of his enemies or something? I'm sure you'd love to tell us some history." Besides, he guessed it would help keep Garatus awake, as he didn't want to have to spend thirty minutes dragging the passed out mass out the door with Neks help.

Bep meanwhile almost dropped a liquor bottle after trying to do a fancy spin but managed to save it and refill the Sangheilis shot glass, smiling as the tall alien walked off. But he widened his eyes a little and laughed when the female asked him if they were related, Bep going back over to Nek to stand beside him as he smiled. "Do we look that similar?" He asked, asking a silly question on purpose as Nek was a good head taller than him, had a different skin color, skull structure, and lots more feathers, but he then shook his head and replied as Nek was talking to Garatus. "We aren't directly related no, we are both Kig-Yar, but he is a different breed than myself. We met after the war as I needed a ride to get back to Eyan and he just happened to be flying past after a successful trade. We helped each other out and eventually became friends, that's why he offered to help me with this party."