wasthecuteone: (omgyay smile)
[personal profile] wasthecuteone
It was Petra's birthday, and she was throwing her own party, thank you very much, because she deserved a party, and also cake. There were streamers and balloons, a cake she'd picked up at J,GoB (She didn't realize it yet, but the inside looked like this. It would be a delightful surprise) and ice cream, along with chips and dips and plenty of other moddable snacks and drinks. There was a handwavey party playlist pumping from Petra's iPod's speaker dock, and there was a ball pit. What more could any party want? Petra was pretty sure the answer was nothing. Come on, ball pit.

The birthday girl was wearing a green velvet party dress and her sparkly gold boots. She had on black leggings under the dress, though, because she was totally getting in that ball pit and didn't want to flash anyone. Especially, you know, considering, but mostly just in general.

((Open party is open to all!))
[identity profile] pastmewrong.livejournal.com
Effy was really starting to work out the reasoning behind the madness that was a massive ballpit in a high school. It was for shit like this weekend, wasn't it? It was for thoroughly exhausting a kid by repeatedly throwing her in and waiting for her to swim and scramble her way out again.

That was what she figured. It was just lucky Adele was tiny enough that it still worked. After what felt like a few fucking hundred times round, and now kind of achy arms, Effy was starting to wonder just how long it was going to take before the kid met sleeptime exhaustion.

From the non-stop chatter and bouncing of the five-year old in front of her she was guessing the answer was not yet. "Seriously?" The energy levels would not go down.

[[Yep, also completely open. I mean, c'mon, BALL PIT.]]
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost
It was probably a bit later than most sleepovers began once Quinn and Emma were back at the dorms and had everything in place, but Quinn had needed to work today and Emma was still skipping part of the luau to do it. Besides, everyone needed to enjoy the nice weather, right?

Everything had been set up in advance, in case anyone didn't hit the beach, but by eight Quinn was there (and Emma was close behind at nine-thirty) setting up the food and pulling out the sekkrit stash of wine coolers they'd smuggled into the dorms. No one had to drink - this wasn't that kind of party - but sometimes girls just needed to have fun.


[OOC: Party open to all the girls in the dorms! Boys who try to crash will either get thrown out or subjected to makeovers. BE WARNED.]
[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
Hannibal hadn't ventured up to the sixth floor since it'd been renovated and, now that he was here, he didn't know if he'd be leaving.

There was a ball pit.

It took Hannibal a minute to realize that the ballpit was real and not some trap to get him to do his homework or study. No, it was an actual ballpit. As soon as he got over his shock, he was kicking off his shoes and diving into that giant ballpit.

Ballpit!

[oh yeah, first post in the ballpit! getting the silly stuff now while there's no eeeevil bde yet! open, of course!]

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