Room 417, FRIDAY FINALLY, about when people are normalish.

[fates_jaye]

There is a desk with several kinds of moddable booze on it. There are all the things that go with those seveal kinds of moddable booze, such as cups and shot glasses, because you'd better believe Jaye would have all of that. Also, a few more kinda of snacky things, because nothing goes with alcohol like snacky things.

Also, a fire extinguisher. Because Sam said she'd bring a blowtorch. And Jaye's not that stupid.

Also some more, glitter. It's the Seahorse way. Or, part of it.


[For the Seahorsies, SO's, honorary Seahorsies and little sibs. If you're one of those people, feel free to handwave an invite. Up omg early for time zones and stuff. Also, lookit lookit y'all can see the room! *crams people in there*]

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Re: Arrive!

[fates_jaye]

"Not yet, and he will never stop getting mocked," Jaye says. "Never ever ever. This may be better than Ballerdeana."

Re: Arrive!

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I'd forgotten about that," probably because she blocked out having to dress like a caveperson. "And this didn't have tights, but he did have a skirt, so I think it's at least even."

Re: Arrive!

[fates_jaye]

"But I like the name Ballerdeana better," Jaye admits.

Re: Arrive!

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"It's much more creative," Dawn nodded.

Re: Arrive!

[fates_jaye]

"And it's just kind of... nicely feminine. Sounds pretty, like an eight-year-old girl's Barbie doll."

Re: Arrive!

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I think you should tell him that." Dawn said, because she was kind of evil sometimes.

Re: Arrive!

[fates_jaye]

"Don't think I won't," Jaye says. She'd do that while sober.