open: gold & glitz

[inlaid]

who: Bryn Zethir & Guests
what: A Gold & Glitz House Party
when: Evening of June 1st
where: Bryn's apartment
warnings: Alcohol, tobacco, and weed.

[Welcome to Bryn's apartment. The door is unlocked, and personal belongings can be tossed up onto the bed just at the top of the stairs. The party's theme is apparent at once. As mentioned on the network post, gold and glitz is strongly encouraged (though no one will be turned away for lacking either) in clothing, jewelry, accessories, or however creatively someone would like to incorporate it. Those interested in participating but lacking anything gold or glitzy will find gold glitter body gel to spread on their skin, compliments of the hostess. There's a bar cart by the front door with a sign that reads WELCOME in gold script. It's laden with short shot glasses filled with what looks like liquid gold. When imbibed, however, it tastes like a faintly peach-flavored vodka. The rest of the alcohol and mixers can be found in the kitchen. Clear plastic cups feature labels that can be written on in gold permanent marker, then filled with any number of beverages. Really, there's no real rhyme or reason to what's available, as guests have been encouraged to bring whatever they like and add it to the kitchen island. For those who don't drink alcohol, there's a sign on the fridge indicating that non-alcoholic drinks and mixers are kept within. Anyone looking to fill their stomach a little between drinks will find platters of finger foods available throughout the apartment. Gold macarons, cheese and crackers, sliced fruit and vegetables are plentiful, but guests who are quick enough may find they can grab some of the thinly sliced beef arranged around a bowl of spicy dipping sauce. Of note, there is also a plate of gold fortune cookies for guests. While it's noted there's only enough for one per person, the fortunes feature not only a fortune but a party challenge. Dance with a stranger? Eat nothing that isn't fed to you? Try your hand at inventing a new drink? Why not try it and see what happens? Play a game of party jenga for that matter. Beyond all this, anyone attending is encouraged to mingle and enjoy themselves. There's ample seating throughout the apartment for people to sit back and enjoy their food and drinks, including a plush rug in one corner covered in floor cushions and pillows around a hookah with a variety of flavors of tobacco. For those who are more inclined to activity there's space enough to dance to the music that booms throughout the apartment. With the windows open the space stays well aired out and comfortable, inviting any who attend to linger as long as they like. By the looks of things the hostess has no intention of kicking anyone out no matter how late it gets...]

Comments

Otabek Altin; DJing/About

[bringbackgold]

[ Yuri had bragged about him - and that was, mostly, the reason that he was here. They arrived a little late, unusual for the typically prompt skater. He had been reluctant about going at first, but it never took much for Yuri to convince him. He only really had to ask and Otabek would find himself agreeing. But going to the party meant that he needed to pick up new clothes. Otabek's typical clothing was black and leather, which he learned quickly wasn't suitable.

So he was wearing something Yuri had picked out - head to toe. The clothes he had picked out weren't bad additions to his wardrobe, and could see himself using them as pieces when he DJed at the club, too.

His pants were black and studded across his thighs. They fit him perfectly and he felt comfortable in them. The t-shirt he wore was a white v-neck, with black giving it the appearance of a skull. Over top of the shirt, was a black studded jacket. It settled at his hips, and he pulled the buckles so it fit his form snugly. Finally, the boots were black with a gold splatter. He was surprised by how much he ended up liking them. He wasn't much one for gold, but he found he liked the touch.

He set up the most basic equipment needed to DJ, which was one of his decks and a laptop. There was one speaker (rented, though, since he wouldn't dream of bringing his). Set up, and now in the correct state of mind, he slipped on his headphones and he got started. ]

[bespredel]

[ Considering that it had been Yuri who had volunteered Otabek's services, it seemed only fair to the smaller blond that he give the other a hand in setting up. After all, what were friends for? They were a bit on the late side, and really that was Yuri's fault too- he had dragged Otabek to go shopping with him when he'd discovered that Otabek didn't really own anything that fell under the 'glitz' or the 'glam' headings of the party's theme. It had to be remedied.

He hadn't gotten Otabek in exactly what he would have otherwise picked out for the other, but he had been so uncomfortable with how flashy and bright those other gold pants had been, he had conceded to something the other would be a little more comfortable in.

It was too bad, though. Otabek had looked really good in them when he'd tried them on. ]

Hey, you said plug this into this, right? [ He asked, holding up a cable and looking quizzical, pointing at the slot in the speaker where it was meant to fit, but Yuri wanted to make sure he was plugging in things right. Not wanting to mess up, or harm the other's equipment. ]

Thanks for coming with me, by the way. It would've been hella lame without you.

[bringbackgold]

[ Otabek appreciated the help that he was getting in in setting up everything. Truth be told, he could do it on his own, but this would mean everything would be set up faster, and that he could get to playing the music a little sooner, especially since they had been running late. He would be the first to admit that he wasn't the easiest person to dress. He was particular, and preferred to keep things a little more simple and neutral.

Being a DJ, he already stood out a lot in the crowd, no reason to add to the noise. He's here to be the music, nothing more nothing less. Hell, even the outfits that he wore when he was performing as a figure skater could be considered understated, especially compared to some.

He looks up from where he's working, eyeing what Yuri is holding, and what he is intended to plug it into. ]

Yes.

[ He smiles a little. He's not worried about Yuri breaking anything, it seems. ]

Of course. I don't mind stuff like this.

[ Mostly meaning DJing and parties. But more than that - he meant with Yuri. ]

[bespredel]

[ Yuri was eager to learn, and considering that he had been the one to strong arm Otabek into this in the first place- well, it only seemed right that he would help the other get everything all set up. Besides, the sooner it was ready to go, the sooner the rad tunes could start. Anything else would have been just super lame.

Glancing over at the other, Yuri wistfully lamented the fact that Otabek had opted out of the gold and black leather pants that he had tried to get the other to wear in the first place. They would have looked so sick with the rest of his outfit; with those killer gold splatter shoes.

Ah well. Maybe next time.

Grinning wide, Yuri finished plugging in what he needs to, before shooting the other a thumbs up, and leaning back where he was kneeling on the floor. ]

You're going to blow the roof off this party, Otabek. But- you have to spare at least one dance with me, okay?

[bringbackgold]

[ Yuri's eagerness is appreciated. He had seemed eager about the party since before they had gotten there. They had to go pick out some new clothing pieces - and there had been discussion over the pants that Otabek would end up going with. In the end, there was a compromise.

He glances towards Yuri, flashes him a brief smile, then finishes hooking up and plugging in things that need to be set up. Yuri had been good at helping him. He was grateful for it. ]

I should have you help me more.

[ He shifts around to check out the deck, making sure everything is perfect. ]

You did great. I'll make sure we dance.

[ He means it, too. He likes to dance with Yuri, and it really is the only person that he can think of that he wants to dance with. ]