Obadiah’s The Rocky Horror Picture Show Watch Party
Date: 2025-10-10 23:35
(Obadiah’s The Rocky Horror Picture Show Watch Party)
[Fri Oct 10 2025]
Inside a Seaside Dancehall Pavilion
The dancehall stretches wide beneath a high ceiling supported by white-painted wooden beams that arch gracefully overhead. Polished hardwood floors reflect the strings of Edison bulbs that hang at regular intervals, casting warm pools of light across the expansive space. Along the eastern wall, a series of tall archways stand open to the ocean air, their frames weathered smooth by salt and wind. White curtains hang from brass rods above each arch, billowing gently in the constant breeze that carries the rhythmic sound of waves breaking against the building’s pilings below. The western wall features a long bar of dark mahogany, its surface gleaming under pendant lights, with rows of glassware catching the light on shelves behind. Scattered support columns wrapped in rope break up the open floor, while small round tables with bentwood chairs cluster near the corners. The scent of ocean brine mingles with floor polish and the faint sweetness of spilled drinks from countless previous gatherings. Near the northern end, a raised platform serves as a stage, its boards worn smooth from decades of performers’ feet.
It is about 60F(15C) degrees. The mist is heaviest At King and Sidney
Annabelle leans in to see, pressing her fingers to her sharp’ stitches and tracing. She starts to say, “aww-” but cuts herself off, for zombies are not often articulate.
“Er, euuuuuuuuuuuuuughhhhhh….”
Tessa sighs, dramatic, and rises from her seat to go click and clack her way out a moment.
Thomas tells someone, “There are no laws in New Haven, Tessa. Don’t be silly.” He smles at Seraphina. “I’m glad you got all dressed up.” He looks lasiciviously at his girlfriend. “Or down.”
Esme gives Annabelle a smile, whispering something back.
Thomas tells Tessa, “There are no laws in New Haven, Tessa. Don’t be silly.” He smles at Seraphina. “I’m glad you got all dressed up.” He looks lasiciviously at his girlfriend. “Or down.”
Arachne prowls in with a shameless switch of her hips, pausing briefly to take in the crowd with an impressed whistle pitched low under her breath. “Nice turn out.” A hand goes up in wave to Malin, blood red nails flashing in the light before she ventures forward, on the hunt for prey for the night.
“Alright welcome everyone welcome!” Obadiah says prancing around in his stockings that look, surprisingly good on the heavily makeuped man. “There we are alright! I have prop bags on the first table, Food on the second table, and drinks on the third table! Please take one of each or multiples, I don’t care!” He pivots his pacing then and strikes, the pose before continuing onward, “In the event of an emergancy run. Now I must warn the virgins in the crowd that things will get weird, sexual, and a little graphic. If that is off putting, please be an adult and see your way out. Any questions before I hit play?”
OOC: Instructions on how to all watch together are in the Adddesc! Just click the link and follow along!
Matthew and Malin hang ominously at the entrance, the taller of the two looking left to right with an eerie silence.
Annabelle pinches her knees together but otherwise holds her silence on the matter, hugging Esme.
Obadiah hears nothing and starts the movie and dims the lights as the first song starts to play.
Esme returns the hug to Annabelle before she settles back in with her prop bag while the movie gets started.
Seraphina leans back into the bean bag, and whomever she is closest to, to snuggle with, since her boyfriend is further away. But that is just Brad. Asshole.
Arachne quickly picks her way through the sea of beanbag chairs, descending down upon Annabelle when spots a familiar sandy blonde head in the crowd. Hands attempt to extend out, catching the younger woman by the shoulders, mouth opening with a gleam of wickedly sharp fangs to feign chomping on the air. “Anna-Banana,” she whispers jovially, glancing up at the screen as the movie starts.
Preston enters with Navessa in tow, finding an empty pair of beanbags and dropping down into one. Offering a spot to Navessa to find a spot to sit her tushy.
Nemi turns to Obadiah as she smiles softly. “So what are we watching?” She asks before turning to Peri. “All snuggled into the beanbag now?” She asks through the pyramid that is her head, or is on her head… or something.
Jeremiah snuggles closer to Esme as the movie starts.
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: The film has started! As the happy couple run out of the church at the end of the wedding scene, you throw your handful of rice into the air! What a happy day!
Dovie uses a medium sized bag full of props: Time for the creation speech! You put on your rubber gloves and wait for it… wait for it… Snap! You snap your gloves in time with Frank. What a cool sound effect!
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: The film has started! As the happy couple run out of the church at the end of the wedding scene, you throw your handful of rice into the air! What a happy day!
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: The film has started! As the happy couple run out of the church at the end of the wedding scene, you throw your handful of rice into the air! What a happy day!
Stopping by the serving tables first, Navessa grabs a prop bag, a drink, and a bag of popcorn before catching up with Preston at the beanbags. She drops down to join him. He may have found a *pair* of beanbags, but she opts to sit in his lap. There might need to be an extra beanbag for someone else, after all!
Annabelle lets go of Esme with a dubious squeal of mood and hug Arachne back with an impotent kick of her legs upon the beanbag. She clacks her merely mortal teeth right back, then hisses “You look beautiful! I wish I knew what this was, I woulda planned an outfit for iiit!”
Obadiah smiles when people start throwing rice, “I have always liked that bowtie.”
Well, the pair of beanbags was reserved, but, now it’s a singular beanbag with Navessa on Preston’s lap. The man hasn’t gotten his own prop bags, or anything like that, and the fact that people are throwing rice is absolutely confusing him for a moment. Blinking once, and then, just deciding to wrap his arms around Navessa’s waist, before getting as comfortable as one can on a beanbag.
Nemi stands up for a moment, by rolling to be behind the beanbag chair in a backwards roll, with little effort as to not get up and block anyones view, she jogs, grabs some popcorn, jogs back, and passes a bag of popcorn to Peri with a soft smile as she hops over the beanbag and plops down next to the fox onsie wearer without effecting them in the slightest, other than the new bag of popcorn.
Arachne breathes a hushed laugh at Annabelle as grains of rice rain down around them. “You’re too sweet,” she murmurs in appreciation, glancing up at the screen to try and recognize the movie. “I’m not sure about this, but it looks familiar.” Another squeeze to the nurse’s shoulder, and she’s picking past occupied beanbags to find her next prey, shamelessly coiling herself somewhere by Dovie to harass her cousin.
Amber sinks further into her beanbag, quiet and largely immobile. But there might be a foot or finger bobbing in time to the music.
Esme hums along with the with the song at a barely audible level, leaning her head on Jeremiah’s shoulder.
Thomas moves from the entrance towards the beanbags, claiming one near Seraphina. “Watch your skirt, dear,” he tells her.
Matthew makes no move to join those seated, they are a cylon after all, instead choosing to remain standing like a sentry at the door.
Seraphina looks aside to Tessa when she’s claiming a bit of seating near the front and winks to her, after having read her phone. “I’m surprised to. He’s never seen it.” She then beckons for the tighty whitie wearing man to join her.
Annabelle grins goofily, siting her hands in her lap for a distracted stare of bliss, then slaps her hat back on her head and returns to hug treatment with her former patient.
Tessa hides a laugh, saying to Seraphina, “Way more of him than I expected to see, too. But, who doesn’t love a man in something tiny and fun, mm?” she teases, gesturing to Eric.
Damian clomps in, looking for all the world like a back alley lobotomy patient with the icepick in his head, and flops into a nearby beanbag.
Obadiah roots around into his prop bag and starts to pull out the newspaper and squirtgun.
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: The film has started! As the happy couple run out of the church at the end of the wedding scene, you throw your handful of rice into the air! What a happy day!
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Oh no, it has started to rain! You reach into the bag and pull out your newspaper to wear it as a hat. Additionally, you pull out your toy squirt gun and start shooting it into the air to simulate the thunderstorm. Good thing you have your newspaper to keep you dry!
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: Oh no, it has started to rain! You reach into the bag and pull out your newspaper to wear it as a hat. Additionally, you pull out your toy squirt gun and start shooting it into the air to simulate the thunderstorm. Good thing you have your newspaper to keep you dry!
Thomas joins the front, coming to drop into a seat near Seraphina. “I haven’t,” he agrees with her. “Hey, Tessa.”
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Oh no, it has started to rain! You reach into the bag and pull out your newspaper to wear it as a hat. Additionally, you pull out your toy squirt gun and start shooting it into the air to simulate the thunderstorm. Good thing you have your newspaper to keep you dry!
Esme lets out a soft laugh as the squirt gun shooting/newspaper hat combo happens.
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: Oh no, it has started to rain! You reach into the bag and pull out your newspaper to wear it as a hat. Additionally, you pull out your toy squirt gun and start shooting it into the air to simulate the thunderstorm. Good thing you have your newspaper to keep you dry!
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: There’s a Light! You pull out your flashlight and aim it at the sky, illuminating the ceiling during the appropriate verse of “Over at the Frankenstein Place”.
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: There’s a Light! You pull out your flashlight and aim it at the sky, illuminating the ceiling during the appropriate verse of “Over at the Frankenstein Place”.
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: There’s a Light! You pull out your flashlight and aim it at the sky, illuminating the ceiling during the appropriate verse of “Over at the Frankenstein Place”.
Obadiah giggles uncontrollably when people follow along with the props and then comments to no one in particular, “Riff Raff is so under rated.”
Dovie uses a medium sized bag full of props: Frank and Rocky are about to head into the bedroom here at the end of the reprise of “Make You a Man.” You gather up your bag of confetti and throw it into the air, just like the rest of the Transylvanians.
Dovie says “Oh fuck.“
Dovie says “Did I fuck it up?“
“Just like you!” Seraphina calls out to Obadiah, laying her head softly onto her boyfriend’s shoulder, eyes scanning on back to the screen, whilst playing coyly with the lace at the hem of the slip she’s wearing.
“A rich weirdo?” Obadiah snickers to Seraphina.
Nemi wraps an arm around Peri once more as she smiles softly.
“Yes,” Seraphina tells Obadiah, slowly rising to her feet. To follow along.
Jeremiah sings along with the Time Warp, beaming at the screen.
Seraphina puts her hands on her hips, and does the pelvic thrust!
Amber can’t help but mouth along with the song, though she falls short of singing.
Eric kisses Tessa’s cheek, wrapping his arm about her waist as he watches the screen with rapt attention.
Damian mirrors Jeremiah’s grin, calling out in tandem with Riff Raff, “Like you’re under SEDAAATIOOOON.”
Obadiah laughs at Seraphina as she dances, and joins in rocking those narrow birthing hips of his.
Tessa leans gently into Eric, adjusting her hat, and murmuring something that sounds suspiciously like, “This fucking squid,” as she blushes, obviously.
Arachne cranes her neck to scan over the sea of pink bean bags, then pries herself off Dovie’s beanbag with care not to disturb the socialite before attempting to invite herself over on Esme’s beanbag, phone in hand, angling for a selfie with her. “Psst. Take a pic with me, babes? I promise i won’t bite.”
Like the cast, at the someone, Seraphina melts on back into the seat she’d taken up space in up front. Putting her hands in her lap, like she hadn’t just done the time warp.
Dovie watches the screen. “Fucking Janet.”
Damian lets out a cheer as Frank makes an appearance.
Like the cast, at the end, Seraphina melts on back into the seat she’d taken up space in up front. Putting her hands in her lap, like she hadn’t just done the time warp.
Thomas watches Seraphina fondly, eyes on her as much as on the screen. When Dovie cries out, he shoots her a look, amused.
“It’s always Janet,” Arachne calls out.
“No, no,” Navessa corrects Dovie. “Damnit Janet.”
Esme looks toward Arachne and sits up a bit straighter with a chuckle. “Yeah, go for it.” She shifts a bit to pose for the selfie with a smile.
Dovie nods at Navessa.
“YOu know I should have kept my coat on until this very moment huh?” Obadiah say. When his earpiece goes off, he shakes his head and choses to ignore it.
Jeremiah says “Damnit, Sophie.“
Arachne presses her cheek in against Esme’s, flashing a fanged, blood red-lipped smile at the camera as she quickly lines them in for a flattering shot. “Translyvania!”
Damian says “Goddam- That.“
Damian says “WAIT FOR IT!“
Amber lifts a hand to fan herself, “Curry’s voice is the fucking shit. Love the way he owns it.”
“Transylvania!” Esme whispers for the selfie with a bit more of a grin and then a snicker after at Arachne’s whisper to Gabriel as she settles back.
Arachne squeezes Esme’s shoulder lightly, lingering on her beanbag while she snickers too at Gabriel’s response. “Fair. We can scrounge something up from the Masque Theater to really show off those legs of yours, too.”
Navessa leans into Preston, situating her bag of popcorn so he can reach it also. “I’m glad you came out with me,” she murmurs to him. “Even if you think it’s weird.”
Damian chuckles softly, “I have a type, and I’m pretty sure that type started with Columbia.”
Tessa winks at Damian.
watches and then comments, “You know this could be just another saturday night in the Ivory Quarter,” Obadiah says getting his rubber gloves out and ready to go for the snappening.
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Time for the creation speech! You put on your rubber gloves and wait for it… wait for it… Snap! You snap your gloves in time with Frank. What a cool sound effect!
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: Time for the creation speech! You put on your rubber gloves and wait for it… wait for it… Snap! You snap your gloves in time with Frank. What a cool sound effect!
Eric holds Tessa close as he watches, and though he’s more reserved and quiet in the large crowd, there’s a definite grin on his face as he enjoys the show. He only glances away from the screen to check his phone, lips pursed.
“I am not sure if I resent that, or resemble that.” Seraphina remarks to Obadiah.
Arachne brings her hands high in the air, applauding the creation speech as rubber cloves clap in the air.
“Just never seen this movie before,” Preston admits softly back to Navessa. Being quiet over the movie but not wanting to disturb. “Don’t know why people throw stuff,” taking another sip of his drink, he hands it back to Navessa.
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: There’s a Light! You pull out your flashlight and aim it at the sky, illuminating the ceiling during the appropriate verse of “Over at the Frankenstein Place”.
Tessa turns to hide a laugh against Eric’s shoulder, shaking her head. Her voice is soft, but still audible as she murmurs, “Oh, no, not worth it.”
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: Time for the creation speech! You put on your rubber gloves and wait for it… wait for it… Snap! You snap your gloves in time with Frank. What a cool sound effect!
Esme has definitely been following along with the prop bag!
Dovie uses a medium sized bag full of props: Doctor Scott enters the lab! “Great Scott!” Brad calls out, and you throw this roll of toilet paper at someone across the room.
Dovie says “Oh fuck my props!“
Arachne says “Tell your props to get it together!“
Oh, Navessa has definitely been quiet, too. Mostly. There’s times you should be loud! “Because,” Navessa replies to Preston after a sip of the drink. “it’s an *experience*.”
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Time for the creation speech! You put on your rubber gloves and wait for it… wait for it… Snap! You snap your gloves in time with Frank. What a cool sound effect!
Eric sets his phone back down, giving a languid shrug of his broad shoulders and a slight frown, but eventually dipping his chin in agreement with Tessa.
Thomas settles back, laughing as everyone gets into it. “Is it really always like this?” he asks Obadiah and Seraphina.
“An experience..” Preston murmurs softly, in reply. But then, keeps his eyes focused forward.
“Yes,” Seraphina tells Thomas. “I should have put you in gold lamee.”
Obadiah looks to Thomas, “Oh no, this is pretty tame. I have seen worse.”
Esme grins a bit as Eddie comes on the screen. “There I am.”
Damian lets out a cheer as the character he wound up cosplaying rolls onto the screen.
“Oh you should all try the meat loaf sliders. They are very good,” Obadiah says as, uh, Meat Loaf, shows up.
Esme snags a slider to nibble on
Pushing up front her seat, and modestly ensuring her slip is unwrinkles, Seraphina wanders to the tables, and gets her a slice of Eddie. “Oh, Edddiiiiiiiie!”
Damian sings in tandem with Meatloaf on screen, apparently having committed the song in its entirety to memory.
Tessa watches Damian with absolute amusement, biting her lip to hold in her laughter, a teensy bit impresssed. She shifts, pressing her back against Eric’s side, to get a better view of the movie, and nearly loses her hat in the process.
Dovie murmurs, “Eddie does look nice oiled up,” she admits.
“It’s a good drink though,” Preston admits softly to Navessa, watching her drink, the screen, and his phone. “And an interesting movie, I’ll admit.” Using one hand, he reaches up to adjust his tiara, fixing it into place.
“I think you mean Rocky,” Seraphina tells Dovie with a giggle, and a little bit of Eddie still in her mouth.
“Gold briefs is Rocky. Dead guy on a bike is Eddie,” Obadiah say as he gets his confetti ready…
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Frank and Rocky are about to head into the bedroom here at the end of the reprise of “Make You a Man.” You gather up your bag of confetti and throw it into the air, just like the rest of the Transylvanians.
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Frank and Rocky are about to head into the bedroom here at the end of the reprise of “Make You a Man.” You gather up your bag of confetti and throw it into the air, just like the rest of the Transylvanians.
“He says, looking at his phone,” Navessa teases Preston quietly. She takes another sip of her drink before pressing a kiss to his cheek as she gets to her feet to go procure more drinks. Maybe a sandwich. “Because a chopped Eddie is a good Eddie,” she says, tossing confetti onto Preston before she goes to the tables.
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: Frank and Rocky are about to head into the bedroom here at the end of the reprise of “Make You a Man.” You gather up your bag of confetti and throw it into the air, just like the rest of the Transylvanians.
Eric snags Tessa’s hat before it can go tumbling, settling it back in place for her and adjusting his arms about her waist. His eyes are wide as he completely ignores the screen the entire time Damian is singing, watching him with an expression of baffled, if impressed, amusement. He gives Damian a very enthusiastic and supportive thumbs-us.
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: Frank and Rocky are about to head into the bedroom here at the end of the reprise of “Make You a Man.” You gather up your bag of confetti and throw it into the air, just like the rest of the Transylvanians.
“Wait,” Thomas asks Seraphina. “You wanted me in gold lame briefs?” he says, tilting his head as he looks up at the screen.
“I can do both!” Preston complains, and then settles his phone into his pocket, and away.
Navessa returns to the beanbag with Preston, handing him a drink and a slider as she settles in.
“Yes?” Seraphina asks someone, then tosses a few kernals of popcorn at him.
Jakem lifts a hand to wave to Helen “You missed the best parts.” he calls to her “Though there’s some decent numbers comin’ up.”
Jeremiah waves to Helen as she walks in.
Obadiah pulls his phone out of his stockings, looks at it, nods to Tessa and puts it back into his corset.
Preston manages to make do with eating, and drinking from his food that Navessa so graciously got for him, “Thanks,” is his murmured reply to Navessa, pressing a kiss to her cheek when she settles down.
“The food and drinks are really good, babe,” Tessa says to Obadiah, not half as quiet as the people between them probably wish she was. Oops, sorry not sorry.
“Damn Janet…” Dovie says with a gasp.
“Girl knows what she wants,” Obadiah says chugging the sour drink. “Get it, girl.”
Helen walks in, waving towards Jakem and Jeremiah, along with some others as she goes to try and find herself a spot among the beanbags.
Seraphina settles back into her little space beside ‘Brad’. “Yes, nothing wrong with that.”
Navessa settles in comfortably with food and drink. “Brad is surprisingly hot without his glasses. I always forget that.”
Dovie nods in agreement with Navessa. “Without glasses, yes.”
Esme waves to Helen as she comes in, blinking as she takes a drink from her rock glass.
Tessa corrects Navessa, “He’s hot with and without, really.”
Navessa shrugs, giving her hand (with sandwich) a wobble. “With he’s okay, but without he’s like, damn.”
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Doctor Scott enters the lab! “Great Scott!” Brad calls out, and you throw this roll of toilet paper at someone across the room.
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: Doctor Scott enters the lab! “Great Scott!” Brad calls out, and you throw this roll of toilet paper at someone across the room.
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: Doctor Scott enters the lab! “Great Scott!” Brad calls out, and you throw this roll of toilet paper at someone across the room.
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: Doctor Scott enters the lab! “Great Scott!” Brad calls out, and you throw this roll of toilet paper at someone across the room.
Thomas teases ‘Janet’, “Maybe I just need to go find Frank, then,” he says to her.
Tessa is distracted by yelling at the screen, as one does, before returning to chatting with Navessa, saying, “It’s the whole, like, Superman thing. Like, my boyfriend’s hot in a buttonup BECAUSE I know how hot he is… well, like this, you know?” She gestures with a flip of her hand, vague.
“Is he?” Preston wonders of Navessa, and Tessa both, “Huh.”
“It’s the eyes,” Navessa explains to Preston. “The glasses distract from them but once they’re off well… they’re just so *blue*.” She shrugs, has another drink.
Eric considers this gravely for several moments, then admits, “I guess I can live with being compared to Superman.” He pops what’s left of Tessa’s slider into his mouth, freeing up his off hand to pick up one of the tossed away rolls of toilet paper, and idly lofting it at the back of Obadiah’s head.
Damian takes the bun off his Eddie slider, in preparation for something.
Jeremiah nods at Eric.
Tessa lightly baps Eric, half-hearted at best, saying, “Don’t assault the host.”
Damian brings his hands up to his face, buns in hand, clapping them to his cheek. An Eddie sandwich, given his coplay.
“I always forget how good Tim Curry’s singing voice is,” Obadiah swoons and then sighs going back to watching.
Damian brings his hands up to his face, buns in hand, clapping them to his cheek. An Eddie sandwich, given his cosplay. (fix)
Tessa hides her face against Eric as she laughs, breaking down into gigglesnorts, at Damian.
Seraphina looks down at her phone, a little smile playing on her lips. “I love him. One of the best Devil’s in cinema too!”
Juggling her sandwich, prop bag, and drink, Navessa sends off a quick text before settling back in properly to watch. “I’m kind of jealous of Tim Curry’s ability to move so well in heels, honestly. He makes it look terribly easy.”
Dovie laughs loudly as the statues appear.
“Amen to that. This is -not- easy.” Jeremiah says.
“I should have gotten you soon heels.” Seraphina muses to Thomas.
“It’s all about walking like you expect the floor to just keep you upright,” Tessa shares to Navessa, pointing her toes in her sensible tap shoes. “Then again, I can do yoga and run in stilettos so maybe I’m not the target, um, person.”
Thomas leans back, chuckling to Seraphina. “You and your desires,” he tells her.
Tessa glances down at her phone, rolls her eyes and pecks Eric on the jaw.
“You’d probably walk just as bad,” Seraphina teases.
“You know though, Barry Bostwick isn’t bad in heels either,” Obadiah says with a tilt of his head, “I mean its one thing to be bad in heels, its another thing to look bad in heels.”
Thomas rolls his eyes at Seraphina. “I do nothing badly,” he scoffs.
“I mean, with what heels do to the ass… hard to *look* bad in them,” Navessa says, taking another sip of her drink. “But being bad in them… yeah. I prefer my feet flat on the ground, thanks.” Even if she is wearing heels tonight.
“It’s all about confidence, I firmly believe anyone can look good in heels,” Tessa says to Obadiah, picking a piece of fruit out of her drink and nibbling on it.
“Prove it,” Seraphina says. “you should get some heels and walk about in them.”
“Lord, woman,” Thomas says to Seraphina as he looks back at the screen. “Tonight would have been the night, wouldn’t it? I’d fit right in,” he tells her.
“Okay, yeah, he’s got some good gams…” Seraphina admits to Obadiah.
Obadiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: “I’m Going Home” starts to play. You reach into your bag and pull out your deck of cards. At the line, “Cards for sorrow, cards for pain” you throw your cards up into the air, showering those around you in flying playing cards.
Jeremiah uses a medium sized bag full of props: “I’m Going Home” starts to play. You reach into your bag and pull out your deck of cards. At the line, “Cards for sorrow, cards for pain” you throw your cards up into the air, showering those around you in flying playing cards.
Navessa uses a medium sized bag full of props: “I’m Going Home” starts to play. You reach into your bag and pull out your deck of cards. At the line, “Cards for sorrow, cards for pain” you throw your cards up into the air, showering those around you in flying playing cards.
Dovie uses a medium sized bag full of props: “I’m Going Home” starts to play. You reach into your bag and pull out your deck of cards. At the line, “Cards for sorrow, cards for pain” you throw your cards up into the air, showering those around you in flying playing cards.
Preston watches in amusement as people throw cards, before taking a bite and sip of his drink.
Damian lets out a rumbling laugh, “Fun fact, the rest of the cast had no idea that Curry was going to be Frank for the video production. It was supposed to be someone from the stage production cast.”
Esme uses a medium sized bag full of props: “I’m Going Home” starts to play. You reach into your bag and pull out your deck of cards. At the line, “Cards for sorrow, cards for pain” you throw your cards up into the air, showering those around you in flying playing cards.
Nemi slowly gets very into the movie over the course of it as she eats her popcorn happily.
“Tim truly owned the role in a way very few people can emulate, though,” Tessa says softly, aside, to Damian.
Annabelle’s head bobs absently and she pecks Jakem on the cheek. “It’s. A lot!”
Dovie laughs at the lasers.
Nemi says “Im not gonna lie-“
Nemi says “I have no Idea what’s been happening in this movie or the plot…“
Dovie gasps. “FRANK!”
Nemi says “The musics not bad though“
Esme peers at the movie, like she’s trying to remember this part, but she also seems sufficiently tipsy and probably only half paying attention.
Obadiah snickers at Dovie’s commentary as the show progresses and apparently Rocky is laser immune
Thomas comments to Seraphina and Obadiah, “This is really… this is an experience.” He shakes his head, looking up at the screen.
Obadiah nods slowly to Thomas and Seraphina, “It is, in fact, a thing. That is the only way to describe it.”
Dovie uses a medium sized bag full of props: The film has started! As the happy couple run out of the church at the end of the wedding scene, you throw your handful of rice into the air! What a happy day!
Damian hums thoughtfully, “… How do you think their marriage panned out, given that one fucked an alien, and one fucked a corpse?”
Dovie claps at the screen.
Obadiah stands up as the credits roll and smiles at everyone, “Take your props! Take some food and drink! Stay as long as you would like!” And with that he grabs a broom to start sweeping up… everything…”
Annabelle stretches her legs, giving a tentative applause for the film’s credits as she looks around. “..I hope so.”
“Thank you for hosting, hon,” Tessa calls out to Obadiah, watching him sweep, and not helping even a little, besides kicking a roll of toilet paper toward him.
Gabriel claps while telling Damian, “To be fair they both fucked the alien.”
Amber stretches a double thumbs-up far above her head, “Woo! Thanks, Obie.”
Seraphina rises up to her feet yet again as the music begins in that riff raff. “Awesome for hosting this. I was a teenager still the last time I went to a show. And my friends had me go up there on stage, thinking it was -just ooooohhhhh so funny-.”
Esme claps for the movie as it ends. “This was fun!”
Shifting a little so Preston can lean out of the side of where Navessa sits on his lap, he claps for the movie, and for Obadiah. “Interesting movie! But thanks for hosting, Obie!”
Jeremiah manages to stand up without wobbling like a baby giraffe, and looks proud. He turns towards Obadiah. “Thanks for putting this together, Obie. That was great.”
Damian snickers softly, nodding to Gabriel, “True, but I feel like nonverbal gibbering idiot corpse is worse than overly charismatic by way of audacity alien.”
Nemi claps softly. “Cheers for the boss man for this amazing costume party movie night!” She calls out, someone clearly forgetting they still have their pyramid helmet on.
Thomas stands, too, with Seraphina. “I’m glad I came,” he agrees with her. “Obie, honestly: thank you,” he tells the man. “This was a great time.”
Esme starts to try and stand but doesn’t have as much luck as Jeremiah. She giggles and then tries again, reaching for Jeremiah’s hand to use it to pull herself up.
Jakem calls out to Obadiah “Yeah, thanks a lot for hostin’ this.”
Damian sticks two fingers in his mouth, letting out an ear-splitting whistle, “Good shit, appreciated!”
Nemi says “Comfy bean bags, popcorn, drinks, An amazing night with many people, watching a really odd movie that we all honestly could not look away from!“
Nemi chuckles softly.
After finishing her drink, Navessa claps for… probably Obadiah “Thank you for hosting!” She will definitely save what isn’t all over the place of her prop bag. It’s a good souvenir. She does finally get up off of Preston’s lap, offering him a hand up if he needs it. Because beanbags.
Jeremiah helps Esme up. “Come on. Let’s get you back to my place. I’ll drive us.”
“Truly my pleasure! Now you are all no longer virgins,” Obadiah says before nodding to Seraphina, “My condolances but it happens to everyone. I am not _that_ cruel though.”
Tessa scoffs at Obadiah.
Dovie snorts at Obadiah’s statement, “Wonderful, thank you for the snacks too!”
Esme gives Obadiah a quick hug. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” She tells him before waving to everyone and following Jeremiah out.
Amber slinks out after a few more lingering moments, when the credits end.
Nemi stands up and streeeetches, oh wait, POP, she stops, stops stretching, looks down. “That did’nt hurt but…. that was loud enough that I feel like it should have…”
“Alright. Time to go put on some clothes.” Seraphina says, glancing down at her lingerie. “Goodnight, Frank,” she tells Obadiah as he sweeps up the mess left. To Tessa, she says, “And you, Columbia.”
Matthew claps their hands, wordless because cylons don’t speak.
Preston takes Navessa’s hands, lifting himself up, because, yes, beanbags. Stretching tall, wide, his dress rides up just a bit, and he’s tugging it back down – though it’s already very revealing. “You wanna grab stuff to go?” he asks Navessa.
Nemi sighs, putting her weapons away she looks around and starts hunting for a broom.
Thomas slides a hand down to Seraphina’s rear end. “I guess,” he teases her, and then he leads her out of the hall.
Eric rises to his feet, scooping Tessa effortlessly into his arms. “I told her I swear every time we meet you’re wearing less clothes,” he jokingly tells Seraphina.
Damian reaches up, scratching the side of his head, idly tapping the ice pick. “By the way, Tess, thanks for this. Good deal.”
“You can’t just pick me up, we have my bike,” Tessa chides Eric, blushing warmly. “Always a pleasure to see you and your beau, rare as it is I see rather than hear him,” Tessa says to Seraphina.
“Nah,” Navessa tells Preston. “I’m feeling pretty good right now. I just wanna go home and veg out.”
“Off we go!” Preston declares to Navessa, intertwining his fingers with hers and marching to the door. Pausing briefly to wave to everyone, gotta say the goodbyes, of course.
Eric sniffs. “I can and I did,” he informs Tessa firmly, before holding her in the crook of one arm to extend a hand to Damian. “Let me know your secret, maybe I can have a costume with more than one piece of cloth next time.”
Tessa reaches a hand over to pat Obadiah affectionately when he comes closer.
Damian lets out a snort of laughter, rolling his shoulders. “Asking nicely, and a winning personality.”
Obadiah moves closer and accepts the pat from Tessa then asks her, “What was I right about? Oh text me later.” He bends over and picks up some cards, shuffling them back to a deck for later.
Eric says “I tried the first one. Guess I’m out of luck on the second“
Tessa thunks her head into the nearest part of Eric, groaning at Obadiah.
Tessa says “You’re a fucker.“
Nemi looks down at her phone…. she stares for a moment…. then her eyes droop, then she just…. puts her phone away.
Eric reaches out, offering Obadiah the same handshake. “Thanks for this, pal. I’m not much for big crowds, but I enjoyed it.” He pauses, then tells Obadiah firmly, “We’re still at war, though.”
Damian glances towards Nemi, a brow raising, “All well, there?”
Nemi says “No- But I’ll be fine. Nothing That I can do about.“
Nemi shrugs as she looks around and starts helping clean up a bit here and there.
Nemi says “Do anything about….“
Damian clucks his tongue, shaking his head, “Seems to be the theme of the night…”
Obadiah shakes Eric’s hand. “Sure,” he says with a coy smile. “I am good to be at war with.”
Nemi rubs her face and sighs softly. “Yeah- Stuff happens, sometimes we can fix that stuff but sometimes we can’t”
Tessa whines to Eric, “He is a fucker, he’s the worst, I hate him, and he’s like, one of my best friends.”
Eric says “it’s fine. I will have my revenge on him. SOmeday. Somehow. I need to plot“
Damian lets out a quiet sigh, his own phone finding a place in his pocket. “Is what is. In any case, suppose I should be heading out.”
Obadiah listens to how Tessa describes him and he just tiredly slaps his lips. “That’s… real fair. A really good description of me, yeah.”
Nemi chuckles a small bit.
Tessa reaches out to someone for a hug.
Tessa says “Need any help with anything, Oboe?“
Eric says “yeah, can help carry stuff, if you need“
Obadiah looks around a moment at everything and then just shakes his head, “Nah I think we are all good. Just waiting to make sure everyone gets home ok, you know?”
Nemi says “I’ll be fine- “
“Yeah, but I volunteer my muscular blonde man in tiny gold shorts for carrying duties,” Tessa says to Obadiah, giggling softly, already being carried. She catches his eye, before rolling hers, and batting at the air by him, for some reason.
Nemi shrugs softly. “I don’t know what I’ll do for the night, something just came up and sort of shot my mood. But I certainly can’t bartend at the brine dressed as pyramid head.” She says as she chuckles.
Obadiah looks at Tessa when she is slung over Eric’s shoulder, “I’ll text you later, Tess. Have a good night…”
Tessa slaps at the air by Obadiah again, saying, “Brat…” before she laughs softly.
Eric waves to Obadiah, before he’s striding towards the door, holding Tessa close.
Nemi yawns softly, looking at her stuff she makes sure she has her beanbag, and makes sure she has her weapons. Turning to Obadiah she smiles softly and then looks down at the floor before she yawns softly.
Matthew waves at Obadiah, pauses and then offers up a salute like some kind of wordless cylon.
Obadiah salutes Nemi and wantches her leave before Saluting the two cylons!
Nemi stops by the door and turns, chuckling softly as she salutes back. “Should get coffee sometime boss. Don’t be a stranger, Ain’t seen you around a lot.” She says before waving and leaving.
Matthew nods, agreeing with Obadiah.
Matthew reaches to flutter one of the sequined beads streaming off of Malin’s dress, indicating this as explanation.
Obadiah looks around and nods then and heads out, “I think everyone else can find their way back. I am tired, so, we’ll see.” He winks at the pair of someone. “Oh… and it is the 10th… So I win the bet after sunday right?”
Obadiah looks around and nods then and heads out, “I think everyone else can find their way back. I am tired, so, we’ll see.” He winks at the pair of cylons. “Oh… and it is the 10th… So I win the bet after sunday right?”