yumemigaoka | They say it's your birthday...

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They say it's your birthday...

⭐ Who: Sam, Zeke, and hopefully, YOU!
⭐ When: April 1 (timey wimey...)
⭐ Where: A room in Fujiwara Hall at the University of Yumemigaoka
⭐ What: Zeke's leveling up! Happy birthday!
⭐ Warnings: potential foam weapon violence

Sam has...really done her best. She's barely been back for a full month, but even with all the chaos, she's managed to hammer down what she hopes will be a decent birthday party for Zeke!

She's rented out a hall (at the local university she attends!) and set it up--one long table for food, a few other scattered tables to be seated at and eat at. There's a table that's clearly for incidental gifts, but in the flyers she'd put up at the DU mid-month, she'd made it pretty clear that the only present needed was the gift of one's presence! That had been Zeke's request, when Sam had asked him his opinion.

As is typical of a Sam party, the spread is pretty lavish. Pizza!! She's got the typical meat pies, some white pizzas, some veggie pies. The spinach and artichoke dip is also made with vegan stuff, like the veggie pizzas are. There are various other little snacky tidbits, but the centerpiece and crowning glory is the chocolate cake with the fondant replica of Dreamer Chaosbringer's Purple Lightning Dreamsmasher perched on it, along with a pair of candles that read "27".

Another section of the hall is cordoned off. That's where the real party is going to be held--the fun and games! There are a few rented arcade games that are popular (some side scrollers, shooters, a fighting game or two, and something like Dance Dance Revolution!), a karaoke machine, a truly GIANT pinata, and the star of the show--a ring of sorts, with a thick helping of foam padding on the floor within and surrounding it. There's a place to spectate, but the true draw is the weapons rack. The assorted implements of destruction aren't real weapons, of course--Sam could never have gotten the proper permits in time. No, they're foam weapons, clearly arranged so if partygoers desire, they can wallop each other!

It is totally obvious that Zeke is itching for a chance to get in that ring...especially since his present from Sam is a life sized foam replica of the same sword decorating his cake!

(you all know the drill here, have fun, mingle, enjoy, party! no one is obligated to chat up Sam or Zeke unless you really want to! Let your character blow off some steam, if they can! literally everyone is invited to this! mind the headers, but feel free to make your own, too!)

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PARTY

[For the most part, Sam is playing hostess--though it's likely that particular task is going to be taken up by the birthday boy himself, soon enough. It's just how Zeke is, and Sam wouldn't stifle his joy for the world. Especially not today. Especially not after the week everyone has had, but events have hit harder for him.

For the most part, she's just milling around, but Sam pauses to grab herself a drink out of one of the coolers provided for the purpose, well-iced and full of a mix of sodas, juices, and water both sparkling and still. This is a family-friendly party, after all. As she passes a familiar face, she nods and smiles.]

Hi! I hope you're enjoying yourself! How's the cake?

FUJIWARA HALL (closed to Shinjiro)

[The party will last as long as it'll last, and Zeke is in his element. So Sam starts early on cleanup--it really won't hurt the janitorial staff to have a somewhat organized place where empty coolers and full trash bags can be placed, waiting to be carried away. That and she plans to leave some cake for them, at the very least. Never hurts to be grateful for the help!

After dragging a couple trash bags outside the rented room, and stacking the two coolers that have been emptied so far, Sam heads towards the ladies' room...but there's a particular, familiar red peacoat and beanie shuffling down the hall. Everything is right...and hell, if it's not who she thinks it is, she'll just be ignored. That's fine.]

Hey, Broody McBeaniehead! I thought you were gonna be at the park earlier!

1. Hello, World

[Before anything, Zeke has to say hello to everyone showing up, so of course he takes the first part of the party to do just that -- roaming the hall to practically pounce on people as he spots them.]

Tell me Sam isn't bloody amazing, pulling all this together!

[...he's carrying the foam replica of the Purple Lightning Dreamsmasher, though. And waving it to emphasize his points. Duck.]

2. BRINGER OF CHAOS!

[Speaking of foam swords... Zeke is in the ring and looking wickedly bloodthirsty -- exaggeratedly so, as he plays up his own madman reputation to intimidate potential challengers. This being Zeke, of course, he has absolutely no intention of hurting anyone, or even coming close. But he has an image to uphold!]

Bring it on! I don't even have any Dreamer powers here. This is the best chance you'll ever get!

For Sam and Sam alone

[With the party wound down, the guests warmly sent off, and quiet at last ruling the building, Zeke flops down into a chair next to Sam with a long, satisfied groan.]

Best birthday I ever had.

[ Kozakura isn't getting into the ring. Obviously. She might weigh less than the foam swords, and she's not agile enough to try and Oddjob it with her height.

The arcade machines though? One of the fighting games is a little older, one that she's passingly familiar with, and she ends up eyeing both it, and anyone else who's looking at the games. ]

...bet I can take you.

[A birthday party, huh? Sam had invited him and while he’d felt a little awkward as he barely knew the birthday boy, it would’ve been rude to turn the offer down! So! Here he was, dressed far more casually than at the last party you might’ve seen him at (his family’s housewarming.) It was nice, in a way, not having to be so formal… but he still had an image to maintain. He was representing the Damashii family, after all!]

A. Piñata
[Ouji is fascinated by the idea of a piñata! Bright and colorful and weirdly shaped, it ~~is kind of like a katamari if you think about it~~ resonates with him somehow. He’s so short, though, the operator will have to dangle it pretty low for him. He’s giving it his best shot but his swings are still rather timid. Maybe he needs some encouragement? Let’s go, little guy! Get that candy!!!]

B. Pizza
[A perfectly round vessel for collecting piles of toppings, pizzas ~~are kind of like katamaris too if you think about it (wait, are they really?!)~~ were popular even with the social elite Damashii household!

Ouji looks blissful as he bites into a slice covered in sliced tomatoes and green peppers. If he notices you looking his way, he gets a little bashful and wipes at his mouth very primly.]

Ah. Hello. Um. What toppings are your favorite?

C. Presents (Closed to Zeke!)
[it wasn’t hard to find Zeke, bustling around as he was. Ouji approaches carefully (mindful of the foam sword he’s surely swinging around), carrying a box wrapped in red plaid paper with a gold and white ribbon wrapped around it and tied in a bow.]

H-Happy birthday! Thank you for allowing me to celebrate your special day!

[He bows lightly, holding out the present like one might present a business card.]

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CAKE or other foodstuffs

foam weapon fighting!

Sam

Zeke!

Kozakura

Ouji