Sleepover!

[clothes_make_the_man]

Who: Forrest, all of his teenage CR, and CR of that CR
What: Giant sleepover log
When: The night of June 21
Where: Lakshmi's temple
Warnings: Cuteness overload

[Forrest has never had a sleepover before, so he's pretty excited to host one at his temple. He sends out invitations ahead of time to everyone he can think of, letting them know to bring pajamas, snacks, and even a friend or two if they want. He's clad in a frilly pink nightgown with ribbons and bows for the occasion, and he's temporarily converted Lakshmi's audience chamber into a space where the guests can all party and sleep. It was already mostly full of pillows to begin with, so all he had to do was move some more in and set up some tables for snacks and things. One of the tables conspicuously contains all of his beauty supplies, because like hell is Forrest hosting a slumber party without makeovers. Anyone who shows even the slightest bit of interest will get their makeup, hair, or nails done. Soft music and the scent of lotus blossoms drift through the air, creating the perfect atmosphere for everyone to relax and enjoy themselves.]

((OOC: If you've got a teenager that Forrest has talked to more than once, assume he invited them. Friends of friends are totally welcome as well. Everyone can feel free to put up their own toplevels, and everybody tag everybody and mingle to your heart's content!))

Comments

[nopixiedust]

Why not?

[live a little, dust]

[mithrarin]

Well, for one, look at me. I don't have bare skin like you, if something splashed I'd be stuck with it in my fur.

[nopixiedust]

Well, you can wash fur, right?

[mithrarin]

You can wash hands, right? Must be something that keeps that stuff from coming off easy.

[nopixiedust]

There's a lot of fancy technology and stuff.... I wonder if there's something that does come off easy?

[Things to ask Forrest: that]

[mithrarin]

Even if there is, why would it be here? I'm sure no one prepared for... me.

[nopixiedust]

Then we make do. I mean, even if you're different, we can still figure out some way to make sure you have fun too.

[mithrarin]

Just not a way that involved making me up. And I think I'm fine with that.

[nopixiedust]

Hmm.... How about a new hat? That's technically not make up.

[mithrarin]

...But I like my hat.

[It's comfortable and it prevents eye contact and it suits him...]

[nopixiedust]

[A small laugh into her hand.]

I’m not saying to get rid of that one, but you can have more than one hat.

[mithrarin]

...When would I even use another hat?

[He likes this hat. He's never had a different one, after all.]

[nopixiedust]

If you ever lose that one.

[Boom, next question.]

[mithrarin]

I'm not going to lose my hat! [Why not just say he was going to lose his tail?]

[nopixiedust]

See, now that you've said that, you've jinxed yourself. You're definitely going to lose it at some point.

[mithrarin]

I'd believe that if it hadn't come with me into death itself.

[nopixiedust]

Doesn't count! Everyone showed up wearing clothes, right? It's probably because even the force of death doesn't want people running around nude.... or something.

[mithrarin]

So the force of death will make sure I don't lose it. How many people here have actually lost their clothing, hmm?

[nopixiedust]

Nope! One time deal on death-guaranteed hat keeping. If you can change out of it, you can lose it!

[mithrarin]

I'm waiting for your proof. Besides, who said I can change out of it? As far as you know this hat is actually my head. I don't have any eyes under here...

[Under all that quiet intensity and fervor, Dust does in fact have the makings of a goofball.]

[nopixiedust]

[His shenanigans makes her burst out laughing, one hand curling around her stomach and the other at her mouth.]

I bet you don't! How many fingers am I holding up?

[She holds up three, grinning.]

[mithrarin]

None... once I bite them off. [Dust bares his teeth, despite being unable to keep a serious look on his face, and then snaps them shut.]

[nopixiedust]

[With a high giggle, she dares to reach over to flick his nose. While she might not remember it, the daring atmosphere of a circus does wonders for a person's lack of fear.]

I'd still have some left!

[mithrarin]

[Dust's nose twitches slightly, but he otherwise doesn't react to the flick. Though that takes a little willpower.] But they wouldn't be held up.

[nopixiedust]

Yeah they would! ....Right?