Why Don't You Go Where Fashion Sits?

[these_guys]

Who: Participants of the Kalosmas New Year's Event!
Where: The Hotel Richissime, in scenic Lumiose City, Kalos!
When: Wednesday, December 31 - Thursday, January 1!
Summary: After all the shenanigans of Hoennween, it's about time everybody had a chance to relax and unwind, courtesy of some actually benign NPCs. With all the luxuries of the Hotel Richissime waiting at their disposal, that shouldn't be too difficult a prospect!
Rating: PG in general; please mark threads that go higher accordingly!
Log:

☆ GROUND FLOOR ☆

FOR ROOM DESCRIPTIONS OF THIS FLOOR, PLEASE GO HERE!


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☆ UPSTAIRS FLOOR ☆

FOR ROOM DESCRIPTIONS OF THIS FLOOR, PLEASE GO HERE!

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A FEW OTHER SETTING NOTES:

• At the moment, this log spans the entirety of the New Year's Eve plot, so starters may be posted for any time on either day of the event. If things start getting massive and it looks like an overflow log will be necessary, we'll definitely see about putting one up, and will link it to this one if need be.

• The Event Itinerary can be found here! Remember that participating in this course of events is not mandatory, but it's what will be going on in the grand scheme of things over the course of the event.

• All event participants are being housed on the fourth and fifth floors of the hotel. Your bedrooms are laid out like this; if you participated in our IC Rooming Roulette, you can find your buddy on this table here!

• Most activities here will be free! ICly, your characters will use their room cards to "pay" for most things, and the charges will be applied to their room (which of course, they are not paying for personally). Gift shops, parts of the casino, and food not provided as part of the event are not chargeable to your rooms and characters will have to use their own money in those locations.

• Underage characters may use the casino; however, they may be subject to some social scrutiny and side-eyeing in the event that they attempt to get in on one of the high-roller tables.

A NOTE ABOUT USING THREADS ON THIS LOG FOR AC:

Because of how our AC period works (the grace week into January still counting toward December), all threads on this log are valid toward December's AC, regardless of timestamp! However, because the log technically spans two different months and we want to encourage tagging out on it, we have also made this decision:

On this log and this log alone, comment threads timestamped in January (OOCly) that reach AC-length may be used towards January's AC, as well. Therefore, if a thread on this log reaches AC length with 10+ comments timestamped in January, you can use it toward January's AC (assuming the same thread has not already been used to satisfy December's AC).

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☆ QUICK LINKS ☆
MAIN EVENT INFOPOST | QUESTIONS FOR MODS

Comments

[garbagechild]

<sub>[God help whoever this kid is rooming with-- it's probably a Rocket, because someone managed to tame his wild mane of hair somewhat and shove him into a little purple-tied suit. Because hobo children do NOT fit in at the Hotel Richissimie, and the party is the site of his very first assigned mission: rob all these rich people BLIND.]

[It's a lot easier to do that when you look classy.]


[So at roughly elbow-level, there is a young boy with a Zubat perched on his head, slipping in and out of the crowd and lifting little trinkets out of peoples' pockets with surprising deftness. MAYBE YOUR CHARACTER MAKES A GOOD TARGET. Or maybe they'll catch him red-handed and force him to make a hasty escape under one of the buffet tables.]

[HAIL TEAM ROCKET.]</sub>

[a_sin_for_him]

[Guttle has rolled away from his trainer for the time being - she's busy dancing and Doing Things and not feeding him or petting him. So he's rolling slowly around underneath the covered tables, tongue out to pick up crumbs and dropped goodies.

People at parties were never tidy.

He doesn't expect to see a small person under there! The Spheal - in full party make up - rolls to a stop and claps his flippers in greeting. Is the small human looking for food, too? Maybe he has some to share...]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[When Guttle arrives, Wrath is peeking ever so cautiously out from under the table-cloth-- that had been a close one. But he'd gotten away with the spoils-- a WALLET. Wallets, as he'd learned, had all kinds of useful stuff in them. Like money and sometimes photographs! HE'S BECOMING SUCH A GOOD ROCKET.]

[He stuffs his ill-gotten gains into his OWN pocket-- but then his attention is snagged by what appears to be a BIG BLUE BALL WITH A FACE rolling up to him.]

[At first he's STUNNED.]

[But the Zubat on his head chirps a friendly greeting to Guttle and crawls down over Wrath's face, getting an aggravated gargle out of the boy before being gently (as gently as Wrath is capable of, anyway) removed.]</sub>

Who are you?

You're really round.

[a_sin_for_him]

[Guttle barks happily and claps his flippers at both the Zubat and young trainer. Hello new friends, are you hungry?

No, the small human doesn't have food. Oh well, they can find some! This is the Food Table after all, and more will get dropped.

In the meantime, he licks Wrath's face with his over-large tongue in an enthusiastic greeting.]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[You know, he IS pretty hungry! He's been focusing on his mission pretty hard, and getting used to a stomach that growls every few hours is a little weird.]

[He rocks backwards with a peal of delighted laughter when the Spheal licks his face.]</sub>

W-whoa! Easy, boy!

<sub>[The new creature is round AND friendly! What a nice combination!]

[Wrath wipes the seal drool off his face with one sleeve of his suit, letting his Zubat dangle from it by its tiny claws.]</sub>

You want some food? I could get us some food.

_{[With his BEING A HUMAN POWERS. Like thumbs. Thumbs are great.]}

[armoredsoul]

[Alphonse is standing off beside one of the buffet tables, picking out some food to sample while he checks out the party. He's pretty snappily dressed himself, and not at all paying attention to his surroundings--who would be causing trouble here, anyway?]

[His Meowstic tugs on his sleeve, and Al laughs and hands her one of the biscuits she'd been eyeing (after making sure it was labeled as safe for Pokemon, of course). She immediately starts munching, looking around at the crowds curiously.]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[NEVER LET YOUR GUARD DOWN, ALPHONSE. NOWHERE IS SAFE. NOT EVEN A PARTY.]

[If the universe had a sense of humor, it would have replaced the usual background music with the Jaws theme.]

[Because GUESS WHO SPOTTED that characteristic gold ponytail in the crowd and is moving in for the kill? THAT'S RIGHT, THIS KID. After being rejected so unceremoniously by Envy, Wrath can hardly consider himself a member of the Homunculus club anymore... so all his energy for deviousness has been channeled directly into his new team.]

[But who says he can't get a little revenge in the process of fulfilling his mission?]

[Wrath slips out of the crowd behind Al, eyes narrowed and hand going for the older boy's pocket.]</sub>

[armoredsoul]

[While Al remains blissfully unaware, Jill the Meowstic most certainly hasn't. She didn't like the way this kid was looking at her trainer, and she definitely doesn't like the looks of whatever he was gonna do to him!]

[Her ears snap up and with an angry meow Wrath is quite promptly plucked up by Psychic to hang a few feet off the ground. TIME OUT, MISTER.]

[garbagechild]

_{[He'd been creeping forward with a nasty little grin that hadn't even been CLOSE to subtle-- but that expression promptly changed into one of dismay as his feet left the floor.]}

W-whaahoa!

What the!

_{[He'd been so focused on his target that he hadn't even NOTICED the little psychic cat-- but Pipsqueak the Zubat sure did. Letting out an agitated squeak, the tiny bat Pokemon immediately fluttered off of his trainer's head and made a beeline for Jill's FACE.]}

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[...Wha, who is poking through her pockets?! She didn't even know this suit had pockets!]

Wha... You!

[garbagechild]

<sub>[--UH OH, BUSTED!]

[He's been pretty good at avoiding detection so far tonight, but his luck obviously can't last forever.]

[FORTUNATELY, his training covered this!]

[Blinking innocently up at Veronica, he holds up a silk handkerchief that he was OBVIOUSLY just trying to return to its rightful owner.]</sub>

You dropped this, miss!

_{[The Zubat on his head lets out an affirming squeak. IT'S TRUE HE SAW THE WHOLE THING HAPPEN. Unless you didn't happen to lose a handkerchief. Then it's obviously a mistake, but gosh darnit isn't this kid so polite for trying to return it anyway?]}

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Yeah, yeah she caught you, kid.

You better put that back, do you know how long it took her to make that look good. Do you.

Yeah.]

....Hmph. [She knew darn well that he was lying, but who really cared. As long as he put it back.]

...Wrath, right? That's your name?

[She remembers you from that one time.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[Ahaha, but look at this tool, wining and dining and conversing in fluent (if a bit rusty) French with one of the classy lookin' NPCs that are assuredly around. It was a pretty terrible idea for him to have gone to the gift shop right before the party, because he's got some nice hand-crafted doohickeys in his pockets and he isn't defending them at all!

YES DO ROB THIS RICH PERSON BLIND]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[WHY THANK YOU, HE WILL!]

[Unable to wipe the giddy grin of I'm being sneaky and IT'S GREAT off his face, Wrath slips up out of the crowd and up to Kayneth's elbow. 'Expertly' would be a little presumptuous to describe how the kid slips his hand into the man's pocket, but he has caught onto the whole pickpocketing thing pretty quick.]

[YOINK. Hand-crafted doohickeys, you have been commandeered in the name of Team Rocket!]</sub>

[enjoymyatelier]

[HE TOTALLY HASN'T NOTICED YET. man you would think that someone who'd had his shit stolen multiple times would have a little more self awareness, but no, he's still BSing. Even his Serperior hasn't noticed yet, although that's probably because he's sipping a glass of champagne instead of paying attention... maybe he'll notice it out of his peripheral vision when Wrath tries to make an escape, but he's too busy being a snooty, fancy snake at the moment.]

[pipers_son]

[Go for it, Wrath. Even if this particular target could almost be mistaken fro a homunuculus himself with the dark hair tied back in a ponytail and bright violet eyes. But his pockets are open for the taking!]

[....Only when he reaches into them, he's just going to feel- fur?]

[Sorry, Wrath, you're pickpocketing an illusioned Zoroark. His trainer is right nearby and while he's caught onto the shenanigans himself- hey he was a petty thief as a kid once- Joker is more than willing to see the kid's reaction.]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[OH YES, THIS NIGHT IS GOING GREAT! Theft is FUN!]

[Wrath slips right up to 'Joker' with practiced confidence, and goes straight for the pocket.]

[It takes him a minute to... really catch on that something is not right.]

[Because hey, maybe the coat just... has fur-lined pockets? Or something? ... No this is definitely weird.]

[Weird enough that Wrath winds up just sort of... STANDING THERE WITH HIS HAND LITERALLY IN THE PROVERBIAL COOKIE JAR, with an expression like someone had just asked him to solve a tough algebra problem.]

[--and then he seems to realize UH OH THIS IS NOT A GOOD TIME TO BE PONDERING THE MYSTERIES OF THE UNIVERSE, and he withdraws the hand hastily and starts to back away... right into the real Joker.]</sub>

--eep!

[pipers_son]

[Aaaaaand there's a hand landing right on Wrath's shoulder, meant to keep him firmly in place. Thank god the kid screwed up when he did because Joker's shoulders are shaking in his effort to not burst out laughing.]

[Sorry, just... the look on this kid's face. Lordy.]

See you've met my friend Invidia!

[Said 'friend' is already turning around, blinking in confusion as he stares down at Wrath.]

[wing_attack]

[Well, what Wrath will get from the pocket isn't a wallet, but a notepad. Unfortunately for him, the Cubone at Tobias' feet notices, and lashes out with his club.]

Bone!

Hey!

[Tobias will try to grab the kid's wrist - not hard, but firmly.]

[garbagechild]

_{[--a notepad? ... OH WELL it's better than nothing, now to esc--]}

--whoah!

_{[Between the bone-club knocking his feet out from under him and the hand grabbing his wrist, Wrath is successfully thrown off-balance and down he goes.]}

Ow!

[wing_attack]

Riley!

[The Cubone huffs and steps back. Tobias looks down and... hasn't he seen this kid before? Somewhere?]

Sorry. Did he hurt you? ... And I'd like it if you gave me my notebook back.

[scoutingangel]

[A girl shouldn't let her guard down. Well, her mind is kind of busy with someone else right now, so she's not watching out for her pocket.

But there's her red flower Flabebe in that pocket and once someone else's than her trainer's hand is approaching her... The fairy flower starts SCREAMING!

So Petra is immediately trying to grab his wrist and turning to look at him.]

Hey, what the -- [-- fuck ... is this kid trying to do. Yeah, she's actually too surprised to see it's a kid to continue whatevever she was about to say.]

oh my god you have no idea how hard I laughed when I got this tag

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Okay so he's had a few somewhat unexpected things happen over the course of the evening during his adventures in petty theft. One guy had been a Zoroark in disguise, someone else was carrying a Joltik in their pocket that gave his fingers a hearty static shock, and one lady's pockets had been inexplicably full of tiny rocks with creepy faces drawn on them (he'd... left her well alone after that).]

[But if there's one thing he had NOT expected upon reaching into somebody's pocket, it was for the pocket to START SCREAMING.]

[He whips his hand away even faster than he had with the Joltik and stumbles backwards, eyes as wide as dinner plates and mouth hanging open.]

[Petra's scolding shout barely even registers because he is just staring at her in ABJECT HORROR.]

[WITH A FACE LIKE THIS: D:]</sub>

1/2 | ahahah, good because I've wanted to tag him since his intro and now I'm finally here :'|

[scoutingangel]

[Look, it's not like the Flabebe excpected this situation either! So her own HYSTERICAL SCREAMING is a surprise to herself as well. But she's also relieved because that sure is a good way to get Petra's attention too, so no regrets here!! Also she stops screaming once the hand goes away, keeping this pocket just for herself, thank you very much.]

[Oh she hasn't even started scolding yet. But speaking of that, apparently she's the first one to cool her head here.]

Now listen! [Hands on her hips like a fucking boss.] You can't just do that to people! What if you get in trouble?

2/2

[scoutingangel]

[... Well, it's not like she's really that mad about it this time. Especially because he is clearly staring at her/them in horror. So maybe that's all the scolding she'll do this time, at least for now.

Flabebe peeks out from the pocket. Hello stranger, dare to try that same again and her trainer will kick your ass.]

... Are you okay?

[Yes, you. She can check the fairy flower later, or well, considering how she's peeking out from there instead of staying inside in shock, she's probably okay.]