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Chloe Frazer ([personal profile] desperate_times_right) wrote in [community profile] singillatim2024-10-14 09:42 pm

Hot Potato (party log)

Who: Chloe Frazer & any and all party people!!
What: Harvest Celebrations/Halloween Party/Ruby’s Birthday/Rat Marriage/Big Communal Cooking Party so Chloe doesn't burn down her house
When: October 12
Where: At Chloe’s house on Greene Street

Content Warnings: Food descriptions, probably.
Other Notes: Feel free to make this a mingle and reply to other characters!

Chloe had wondered whether to go through with the harvest party once Lalo had disappeared, but as they say, the show must go on. There's still a lot worth celebrating, and people need something hopeful after the mess last month. Luckily her house had made it through everything all right.

The poster had said to wear a costume, so she's hoping to see a lot of those, and she’d recruited some people to help her put together the menu exactly to Lalo’s specifications, so unfortunately no one is safe from British Potatoes. There are even candles for the birthday cake.

Chloe herself is dressed as a sexy lumberjack, with one of Lalo’s old flannels tied in a knot under her breasts and denim cutoffs made from the jeans Kostya had gotten blood on (shh). She's got a fire roaring, because otherwise she’d freeze.
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2024-10-23 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Eren glances down at the skull, then back at Chloe, one eyebrow up.

"What? No. Why would I give someone a skull?" he asks. Eren probably is that morbid, but if he thought to do something like that, he'd have a reason. He does look…not quite embarrassed, maybe slightly apologetic. His face isn't all that expressive these days.

"I actually didn't know what to get. I've never really given anyone a gift before. We didn't have a lot of things to give each other, I guess."
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2024-10-25 09:36 am (UTC)(link)
Eren looks off at the wall for a second, warring between frustration and confusion.

"I don't know anything about costumes," he says. "And I heard something about…some tradition with animal skulls. I couldn't find one of those, so…just say I'm death."

He might as well be to millions of people back home.
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2024-12-05 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Celebrate that we're still here?" he paraphrases back at her like it's a foreign concept. It isn't; he's seen the way people celebrate the relief that comes from living through horrors. He's aware, somewhere in his memory where he's still a person and not a monster, that this is part of surviving.

"I guess that's…good," he says, stumbling through it. He's not any good with this kind of connection to others anymore.

"Why the costumes, though?"
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2025-01-07 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it wouldn't be the first time he's been around to celebrate the fact that they're not all dead. There wasn't really a celebration after they took back Wall Maria. They had lost too much. But there was always relief, the sort that comes when you survive some horror or other.

He's been surviving horrors for a long time. Now he is the horror, at least at home. Here? It's just more survival.

"I see," he says, though he doesn't entirely. Costumes as an excuse for a party? Huh.

"What kind of costumes did they wear where you're from?"
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2025-01-16 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Zombies?" he asks, frowning a little. He has no idea what that could mean. Even in all the memories crammed into his head, he's never heard that word. Ghosts, sure, though he doesn't and can't really believe in those. The undead? He has no idea whatsoever.
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2025-01-24 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Like…corpses?" he asks, frown deepening. "Seems...gross."

Why would anyone want to dress like they were rotting? Well, maybe he shouldn't judge too hard since he came here with a literal skull.