london ♔ well i'm not paralyzed | but i seem to be struck by you

[moonheart]

♬ take it off - ke$ha

WHO || Andie, Faith, Jordan, Fiona, Faye, Bo, anyone else! [Closed]
WHAT || Andie's birthday bash! ... with a twist
WHERE || The Silver Band dance club
WHEN || April 1st, after 11pm [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Being friends with someone as spontaneous as Faith can have its perks. She's invited the entire under-30 crowd at the castle to come celebrate her friend Andie's 21st birthday at an exclusive dance club called the Silver Band in downtown London.

The club is swirling with colors, as disco balls reflect silvery light that catches on the large quantities of glitter that cover just about every surface. The main dance floors are made of transparent glass, and the club is multi-storied, so that you can choose to dance higher up and see everyone below under your feet. Below the ground floor is a strange black canopy that seems to reflect odd flickering lights, almost like stars. There's a sort of classic opulence to the decor, and hallways branch off here and there to private rooms out of sight. Floating lights bob around the ceiling, that look almost like crystalline balls, except they're light as bubbles and can pop when touched.

Strangely, there are cobwebs in various areas of the club, mostly out of reach, as if it hasn't had occasion to be cleaned in awhile, but there's no traces of grime or dirt anywhere. Faith has a private room procured off one of the halls for the mini-buffet, because how can it be Andie's birthday without food??

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[thejareth]

[♬ Paralyzer- Finger Eleven

suddenly every light in the entire club flickers off dramatically, all sound cuts out from the speakers and an expectant hush silences the crowd of club-goers. A gust of warm wind blows through the front doors of The Silver Band, oddly accompanied by a torrent of glitter and smoke.

when the smoke clears, glitter still falling in lazy ripples, standing in the entrance to the club is this guy, looking around at everyone with a pleased smirk on his face. he takes a few lazy steps inwards, looking up at those on the top levels of the club as well. something seems to catch his attention as he looks towards the hallways leading to the private rooms, the tiniest of grins crossing his lips. he closes his eyes for a few brief moments, opening them lazily and finally looking back to those directly in front of him.]

Well well well... What a turn out this evening. Are we all having a good time?[each word is a lazy drawl, but the effect they have on everyone in the club is galvanizing. both women and men closest to him seem to literally fawn over him, nodding at his question and shouting out things like 'yes, oh yes' 'of course' and 'such a good time!'

every attendee in the club must make a will-save of (DC 28) or higher to not be affected in the same way.]

[morethanasidekick]

[You all thought I was kidding about that Automatic-Crit Fail huh. IDEC that she Nat-20d her Will Save. The power of Spandex and Glitter over Kenzi is far greater than the power of the dice. It's canon.

The leather clad female who looks like she's already been inducted into the Jareth groupie hall of fame wastes no time in rushing forward, a hand reaching out as if she might touch one of his oh so magnificent boots.]

Can I? Can I please?

[Yeah lets be real. Even if the Will Save took, she'd be doing this anyway.]

[notaroundme]

[Blink, blink. Will save nat 20, because the dice want to ruin my fun lmao]

That's...a lot of glitter.

[What a bitch to have to clean up the next day.]

[thejareth]

[Jareth looks down at her, one brow quirked in amusement at her insistence to touch his boots. Instead of allowing her to touch one of his magnificent shoes, he reaches a hand down to her outstretched fingers, catching it up in a gentle but insistent grip as he pulls her up and close to his chest.]

Well, who am I do deny such a beautiful girl such a persistent request? [He hears someone critiquing all of his glitter, looking over at Elena as she says it with humor in his eyes. ]

I find it is always best to make a memorable entrance, lest you get lost in the crowd.

[ex_psionic439]

[I don't think Adam can even make that save outside of a nat 20, which he didn't roll (will 25), so he's just going to be standing there in awe of this fabulous motherfucker like a twelve year old girl meeting her favorite Backstreet Boy and becoming completely starstruck.

He might start crying because it's the only way he can emote apart from deer in headlights atm.]

[thejareth]

[jareth sure loves all of this attention and adoration, drinking it in like a cat eating cream. he catches Adam's eye, lips puckering in a tiny little pitying frown, brows raised in amusement.]

Now, now, there's no need for tears, dear boy. Come, let me put a smile back on that face. [He holds out his other arm for Adam, his eyes all soft and sympathetic, his smile growing by the second.]

[ex_psionic439]

[He hesitates only briefly, like he's afraid this beautiful gazelle will run away if he moves too quickly. But then, when some random-ass basic bitch moves in to fill the spot from the sidelines, Adam doesn't hesitate to bum rush a skank and knock her the fuck out of the way so he can take his rightful place my Jareth-sama~, who he proceeds to fanboy shamelessly.]

You look so fucking badass.