What Kind of Party is This?!

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The member 'Samira Nassar' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Normal Dice' :

Oh. My. Goodness. What had Samira gotten herself into now? It was the thought that immediately slapped her the moment she arrived to one of the many locations advertised on the event poster. It was yet another party for the festive crowd of Fiore and beyond. This time planned and put together by the Magic Council itself. What the woman had expected was a normal party event much like the rest she had attended. Well, normal in theory. A festival down in the Cursed Lands or rampaging grilled cheese sandwich monstrosities were far from the typical normal party. But, to be fair, the strange whackiness of past events she had attended were not originally part of the planning process for those festivals and parties. It was just how things progressed. But this. THIS! The party she was now staring at was not what she expected the council itself to throw. It wasn't even anywhere close to her expectations. Sure she might not have attended that many parties in her life, and true she might not have even known all the types of parties out there... maybe she should have done some research first. Or.. paid more attention to the fliers that advertised the event. In truth, she just thought they were highly decorative. Logically thinking that the decor of the poster would actually literally match the decor of the party to such extremes that even the backs of her eyelids sparked with bright neon dots didn't exactly occur until she was standing right there.

There was music, of course. Loud energetic music. Each beat she thought brought her ears closer to being unable to hear much of anything permanently. Those that took their turns at the DJ booth only added more fuel to the fire of music that wasn't going to end anytime soon. Much to the disappointment of one that had entered an area that was typically not her type of scene at all. Samira was immediately uncomfortable. Not just by the music style, but also because of all the glowing paint flying around. The fact it was also dark enough that the area was mostly lit up by the glow in the dark graffiti art on the walls of buildings and blinding neon lights, as well as the glowsticks and glowbands the other party goers had on their person. The fact that she was pretty sure she'd get hit more than once just trying to pass through the crowd that were wildly dancing to the beats of the wild music. The fact that she could not just turn around and leave as a simple escape from the nightmare in front of her. Why? For one very significant reason that she now regretted.

The fool had already invited her friend Leona Jarnefeldt to meet her there. Well, invite was probably too strong a word. Sending a message about the party and the location through the obnoxious Galacticgram was more accurate. Since her fellow Wizard Saint might show, Samira couldn't exactly leave. That would be rude! She would just have to brace herself for Leona's disapproval over such a party. Or, maybe that part at least would turn out fine. Maybe the blonde had a secret wild side and enjoyed dancing to such beats? Or maybe she was secretly a professional DJ as a hobby? The possibilities were endless! Sort of. Truthfully, they all did come with severe doubt that popped any sort of hope balloon Samira had conjured within her mind. In the end, one thing was certain. The teal-haired mage was stuck there until Leona arrived. If she arrived at all. The Wizard Saint of Courage was a busy lady, after all, and had more responsibilities than she did considering she ran a guild. Dropping everything just to attend a party in the street was probably a hard thing to do.

Well, whether she showed or not Samira thought it best that she pick somewhere to comfortably wait. If such a thing existed. She carefully maneuvered around, somehow successfully dodging the dancers that were way too into the music and their sweet awesome moves. Further into the crowd she went, curiously taking notice of the other mini events people were merrily participating in along the way. In time, and through much skill and possibly magic, Samira could sigh in relief. She had reached a safe area! Well actually it was a bar set up, and she wasn't one to drink so all danger alarms should have been going off, but after making her way through that crowd she would take it. There were stools to sit on! Yes, she could wait there for Leona. It was perfect!

Samira swiped one of the stools for herself, of which there were plenty since everyone was too busy dancing, DJing, drumming, or too busy being drunk crazy. A triumphant smile formed on her face. A smile that quickly faded into confusion when the bartender started to talk to her and asked her what she would be having. This was a problem. The Goddess didn't drink. At all. Not only were alcoholic beverages not all that pleasant to smell there was also the point that it heavily messed with the mind in ways she would rather not experience. Why people did it as a social custom was beyond her. And they were serving it there no less! A normal person was one thing, but drunk mages could be even more dangerous and problematic! The woman disapproved. Greatly.

"I do not-"

"Here you go!"

What on Earthland?! Samira didn't even get the chance to say that she wasn't interested in any of the drinks there before one was sitting right there in front of her. All she did was blink! Was making alcoholic beverages a type of magic she didn't know about?

The bartender seemed to know exactly the sort of person she was and what was needed to get even her to enjoy the party. The trick was getting someone of her nature to drink it. Which, honestly, wasn't hard at all. The bartender knew how to easily get over that hurdle. "You seem a bit out of your element here so I made that one just for you. Consider it on the house." The bartender smiled, but unfortunately waiting for a response or watching the Goddess drink it was not an option. Someone else had come up to have a drink and needed to be attended to. That left Samira sitting there, staring hard at the new liquid foe that swirled within the glass. She'd give credit where it was due. It was pretty to stare at with its lavender coloring and glowing cyan ice cubes. Presentation wasn't the issue though! It was everything else that was! She wanted to ignore it, let it sit there until it became undrinkable. Forgotten. A total waste of liquid poison in a glass. But! The bartender had gone through the effort to make her one! There wasn't even an expectation of compensation! That was so nice! It'd be rude to ignore it after that! Maybe she could... just sneakily through it in a bush and pretend she drank it. A quick glance around her told her that there were no bushes near her. They planned ahead for this!

Samira stared down at the drink again intensely. There was just one option. Well two if she could find someone else to drink it for her but that might have been too obvious. So it was the other option! She would have to drink it herself! Just that one wouldn't hurt. Usually people that lost their minds had much more than that. One was fine. Yes, just fine. And so Samira quickly drank the created beverage known as Sloth Toddy. When the bartender came back around and noticed the empty glass, a smile appeared on his face. He grabbed one of those fancy organizer stamps and placed it on Samira's hand, stamping it with a glow in the dark image of a smiley face. A face that would match her own after a few minutes more had passed by due to the drink's effects. She'd soon be a happy Samira that was ready to party without a care in the world. Oh. My. Goodness.

(Samira Word Count: 1378)
Drink completed
1/3 Stamps

The member 'Leona Jarnefeldt' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Normal Dice' :

Once the familiar voice and the call of her name reached her ears, Samira spun in her chair to face the source. A very wide grin was on her face, a very abnormal thing to be there. Yes, she generally did smile from time to time, but to grin to such a degree was not something she made a habit of doing. Ever. She didn't care at that moment though. The drink's influence was strong. "Leona!" Samira excitedly cried out while raising her arms in the air triumphantly. The blonde had gotten her message! And now she was there! YAY! What an amazing day it was already! "You got my message! Hi!" Thank goodness she only had one of those Sloth Toddy drinks if she was already acting that uncharacteristic with just one.

But what was this? Someone interrupting their conversation before it could really get started?! Eh. That's okay. It was fiiinnneee. Samira spun back around in her chair so she was facing the bar again. That same grin remained on her face, never once fading. In fact, it only seemed to grow as she watched Leona pick some ingredients for the bartender to mix together for a super amazing custom drink. Oh, how terrific! Leona had been chosen to have something so special. She was so happy for her friend! As the glass magically grew limbs and started to dance, Samira stared at it in amazed awe. Even going as far as to say the "oooo"s and "ahhhhh"s that one had to say by law when they were slapped with the genuinely impressed stick. It was so cool! So cute! So fantastically AMAZING! Leona was so truly gifted with her wondrous ability to create such a thing!

Normally, Samira would have been horrified by the creation. It would have been a reminder of the grilled cheese sandwich that had come to life during the Tricks Abound festival party. That same sandwich then evolving into a living combination of a refrigerator and a sandwich soon after its original created form was tossed inside the kitchen appliance. A dancing cup was surely a bad omen. A warning of the next attack. The Goddess would have destroyed it before allowing it to happen! ...If she was her normal self, that is. In her current state, the dancing cup amused and entertained her. There was no fear, worry, or caution within her. Instead, she started to move and imitate its moves while still sitting in her seat. She was completely distracted that she didn't even notice that the cup had stopped dancing and was instead tormenting Leona by jumping onto her skirt and then climbing up towards her chest. The yelps, the yells, the shouts, all of it was tuned out as Samira kept humming to the music and moving in her chair, still imitating the dance cup that was no longer there. It wasn't until Leona spoke to her again that she snapped out of it.

"Hm?" Samira stopped mid-dance and blinked, quickly taking note of Leona's blue hair. When did that happen? Her verdant gaze shifted to the bar and saw that the dancing cup was no longer there. Clear disappointment was on her face, but it quickly disappeared as her mood immediately brightened up. The drink she had consumed would not allow her to be disappointed! "YES!" Samira bounced off her chair, standing straight and once again raising her arms above her head enthusiastically. "Let us go DANCING!" As soon as she yelled out the suggestion, Samira took off in a run into the crowd, arms still raised and probably looking like some crazed fool. A few seconds later, it dawned on her that she had left her companion behind. Oh, that was not good. She needed a dancing buddy! Or maybe Leona didn't want to dance. She didn't even ask first! Oh, dear.

Samira ran back in the direction of the bar, once again looking like a crazed charging idiot. Once she found the blonde turned bluenette, Samira would stop in front of her, still grinning widely. "You are okay with dancing, correct? We can always do something else." Nothing could really disappoint Samira. There were a few other activities to choose from and all of them sounded absolutely grand! To the influenced Samira. The normal Samira would have been very hesitant to do any of it. What a lucky day it was that the drink chosen for her made her not be a wet blanket for the day. Samira stood there, eagerly waiting for Leona's response so they could get to having some fun.

(Word Count: 767
Samira Total: 2145)

The member 'Samira Nassar' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Monster Dice' :

Leona had agreed! They could go dancing! They could join the weird people that moved in rhythm to random wub wubs, beats, and glowing moving colors that somehow did not give anyone seizures yet! Fantastic! "Okay! Let us go! TO THE CENTER!" Staying at the sides or corners of the dance floor to be semi-hidden so there wouldn't be much too much of a focus on them and therefore not much embarrassment? Pssshhh! No. The influenced Samira was having none of that. The center was where they belonged! Surrounded by all the other dancers and lost in the parade of rainbow colored lights. Samira would then go to grab Leona's hand and proceed to drag her along, pushing through the crowd until they reached the center of the dance floor. If Leona had rejected the hand grab, that was fine and the Goddess would still push through the crowd regardless. It was just easier to not lose a dancing buddy in the crowd while holding onto them. Regardless, the woman wouldn't hear any complaints about the chosen dance location over the loud music. Or, maybe she just wasn't really listening. When the drink wore off she was probably going to have to make an apology or two, but for now it didn't even cross her mind. She was going to dance! .... to whatever it was they were listening to. That sort of music wasn't exactly a genre she had particularly listened to thoroughly before.

If she had been allowed to drag Leona along, she would let the newly turned bluenette go. Her eyes scanned around, looking at everyone else, focusing on their movements and trying to study them so she would actually know what to do. Dancing wasn't something she did often. Or ever really. That sort of dancing even less so. "Leona," Samira spoke up to get her friend's attention. "Now that I am here I have to admit that I have no idea what I am doing." She smiled innocently yet awkwardly due to the situation. Good going for her. She had not only put herself at center stage with no idea on what she was doing, but she had dragged Leona along, probably quite literally. The green orbs on her face widened and she gasped, a thought having just passed through her mind and thinking process. "Do you know how to dance? You can teach me! Problem solved!" The woman giggled. Yes! She was a genius! Leona could teach her! Leona probably had professional wub wub dancing as one of her many hobbies.

Well, if the former blonde hadn't taken off running in the other direction yet to escape the awkward dance floor and suggestion of being a dance teacher, things would take yet another turn on the twisting rocky road of awkward situations. Samira would eventually start moving with the music. Slowly, of course, as any newbie would at the first stage of trying to figure out what the hell they were doing. She mimicked the simple movements of those around her as best as she could. It was weird, but it was also fine. Her mind was affected, of course, but she was also with a friend! However, even surrounded by other dancers the two would stand out. They were easy targets for the more competitive dancers that wanted to show off or felt they had something to prove.

Near the dance floor, a pair of twin sisters sat a table, watching the people dance to the music while they themselves drank a couple of those fancy drinks from the bar. There had been a dance off quite earlier in the night, where they chose the wrong opponent. He was a dancing monster and had humiliated them quite easily with his professional moves and tricks. Now they were drinking the embarrassment away while scanning for their next opponents so they could redeem themselves. It didn't take long for them to spot the two weaker dancers near the center of the dance floor. "Hey, Madi! Look at those two over there." One called to her sister while pointing in the direction of both Leona and Samira.

The one called Madi looked over and laughed. "Wow, is this their first time dancing? What a joke. I'd actually feel bad if we challenged them." She waved her arm to shoo away the thought of competing against them. "Find someone else, Addi."

"Aw, come on! Consider it a warm up for something later!" The one called Addi looked again. "Wait a minute." She squinted her eyes and leaned forward to get a better look. "I think I recognize those two." Another few seconds of looking and thinking led her to the conclusion of where she knew them. "Ha! Those two I do recognize. One is Leona Jarnefeldt! I think the other is Samira Nassar. They're part of the Wizard Saints, you know!" Addi gasped and she stood up as excitement took over her. "Do you think any of the others are here too?!" The fanatic twin was about to go into meltdown. She didn't have anything ready to get autographs!

Madi calmly looked over the dance floor again. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "That's not them, you idiot. Leona has blonde hair. Not blue hair. Just because they both start with the same two letters does not mean they are the same thing. As for the other one I doubt she'd be at this kind of scene. I've never gotten the vibe that she is interested in these kind of parties. Those two are clearly imposters or some weird obsessive fans that can't even get those minor details right." Madi stood up and stretched. "But I guess you're right. If they want to play the role of Wizard Saints then I guess I won't feel too bad crushing them." A sly appeared on both of the faces of the twins. Yes, two Wizard Saints were perfect opponents... for a dance off.

Both Leona and Samira would soon be approached by the two twin women. They both looked identical to the extreme. Even the splotches of paint that had gotten on their clothes from other party events were in the same places, were the same color, and even the same size. How that was possible was anyone's guess. Both stood tall in their matching outfits, which consisted of black jeans, black short sleeved v-neck top, black shoes, and a black beret hat that sat on top of their long wavy blonde hair. Why so much black? To make all of their neon colored glowing accessories stand out, of course! Necklaces, rings, bracelets, earrings, even anklets! They were walking beacons of rainbow lights. "Hey, you two are a part of that famous and powerful wizard group, right?" One asked, though there was not a hint of curiosity in her tone. She was there to challenge, not to ask twenty questions. "How about we have a little fun? You two versus my sister and I in a dance off." Normally the two would have issued the challenge with strong and bold dance moves that challenged their opponents that way instead of words, but the twins had a feeling the two mages wouldn't understand that kind of language. They were too... new. The twins each put a hand on their hips and leaned into it while waiting. "Well?" They both asked in unison.

Samira blinked in both confusion and astonishment. A challenge? In dancing? She wasn't the competitive sort. Her normal self would have refused instantly. There was nothing to prove and she wasn't there to waste her time on that sort of thing. But, normal Samira had checked out a while ago. The woman looked to her companion for a moment before going back to look at the two blonde twins. "Okay!" Challenge had been accepted! Oh, dear. A two on two dance off with her and Leona not having much experience to begin with, much less dancing in unison. It was fine though. Everything was just fiiiinnnneeeee.

(Word Count: 1338
Samira Total: 3483)

Everyone had accepted the challenge. It was time to get started. Sort of. Samira's spirits raised a few eyebrows from where they watched and listened to the current episode of their summoner's life play out as if it were an entertainment show. A dance off? With her amateur moves? Leona wasn't exactly much better so forget her being amazing enough for people to forget about Samira. It was going to be nothing short of humiliating. It was a shame there weren't traps and such on that dance floor. Samira could pull a few moves that way that she wouldn't normally without even thinking about it. The idea crossed their minds in their conversation and had even pitched it to Samira through her mind. They were absolutely shocked that she declined turning the dance floor into some hazardous collective of death traps. It actually was a good idea, but then they remembered Leona. The twins they would like to see fall into a few of them, but there was no guarantee that the Leona could dance her way around that. Maybe if they had things for her to fight instead! Her fighting moves would look like dancing! Once again their idea was shut down with Samira mentally scolding them.

Around that time the twins had stated that they would go first. Not out of consideration for their opponents, but just because they knew if their performance was spectacular then it would be hard to beat, and absolutely humiliating for those two to top it. One of the twins started dancing some basic moves that hit every beat of the music. She stopped in a fancy pose and the other one took over to do the same. Then they both started dancing in unison, mimicking each other's moves perfectly. Had they rehearsed? Well, most likely. It wasn't exactly a fair competition for the two mages who had danced together for barely a few minutes. They would just have to up their game a bit more in ways they knew best. No rules were stated. Maybe they could add a bit of magic flair to their dancing. Their dancing moves could be very basic, but that could easily be forgotten if more was added on. "Leona," Samira quietly called while the twins were busy doing flips and jumps as part of their dance routine. "If you have access to any magic that can add a certain... quality to our part of this activity then I suggest using it. We do not have the type of practice those two have so it would make sense if we spice up our own routine in ways that we know best." Honestly Samira could technically just have a spirit that knew dancing take control and dance their way to the top, but that wasn't what she wanted. That would have been crossing the very thin line between adding simple flair and flat out cheating.

'We're going to need a bit more than flair here, girlie. The music needs a bit of an update. Time to change the tracks to something a little bit more your speed,' one of Samira's spirits said in her mind. A beam of golden light shot from the keyring clipped to her waist and sailed towards where the guest DJ Booth was set up. As the beam hit the ground, the spirit took full form. He was the spirit incarnation of Apollo, who was a god of many things as the myths and tales said, including dance and music. He smiled at the stunned girls and guys that were already standing there. In a world of magic he didn't see why it was so surprising that he appeared in the way he had. Did no one ever teleport their way straight up there before? Odd. "You don't mind if I have a turn at that, do ya?"

"Oh uh... no..." The girl currently holding the headset replied and then handed them over awkwardly.

"Thanks!" Apollo took them and put them over his head. Then a thought occurred to him. He looked over towards one of the Urban Nights party staff and waved to get their attention. "Oh, hey! I'm technically a spirit of one of the dancers down there so this should count as her participating in this event. I'll be taking one of those adorable stamps once I'm done here, k? Great!" He turned away and focused on the DJ Booth instead, rubbing his hands together as he memorized all of the buttons, switches, labels, knobs, and everything else that fancy thing had. "Okay, this should do it." The spirit brought the next track in, which was a bit slower than the previous one that the twins danced to. The beats were more predictable and separated too. He messed around with the settings more, adding his own spin to the track as any creative person would. As a result, the music was at least easier for a pair of newbies to dance to than the super quick and unpredictable pace that flipping experts got satisfaction from.

The twins had finished their own routine, in a dramatic pose even that would have been perfect for anyone with an iLac to take a picture of. Now it was the turn of the mages. Samira felt it best to try and mimic what the twins had done where one danced first and the other danced next before they combined. That would at least allow for both Leona and herself to attempt to memorize each other's moves so they could combine them. She did her part, moving with the beat as best she could and even twirling a bit. The summoner stopped to see if Leona would take over or to see if she had already started. They weren't exactly mind readers so there was a good chance Leona had already tried dancing with her without her noticing. Regardless, as the routine got farther along, Samira tried to match what Leona was doing and trying to also add in her own things for either Leona to copy or for it to compliment what the other mage was doing. It was harder than it should have been really. Throughout the performance, Samira allowed a part of her magic to flow, releasing pretty celestial particles that mixed with the lighting for an effect that only Leona and herself had. Her keys had also left her keyring. They glowed an assortment of colors and were floating and moving with the beats around the two dancers. Naturally they were actually controlled by the spirits connected with the keys, but it still made for an interesting visual. Both additions were simple things. It wasn't exactly necessary to do much more than that even if she had thought about it. At the very least she and Leona had tried, and that was saying something considering what they were trying was a dance off.

(Word Count: 1151
Samira Total: 4634)

Previously obtained 1 stamp from Drink
1 stamp from DJ Booth
1 stamp from Dance Off once Leona posts to complete it

The dance off concluded. Both mages had done what they could to add their own spin on the routine even if they were just making it up as they went along. Leona's part was quite impressive to the summoner. Now where had she been hiding those moves the whole time they were trying to dance before those twins approached them? She must have been saving them, or maybe she just didn't want to make Samira feel completely horrible by comparison. That was fair. How kind of her! All the while Samira was unaware that Leona's true motivation was that she wanted to prove that she was not a weird cosplayer. Samira wasn't as phased by that misunderstanding as the former blonde was. Either way, it still helped them win more favor and applause from the crowd that had stopped to spectate the activity. Unfortunately it didn't come up as a full win. It was a draw. The twins might have not had the flashiness of magic visual effects during their routine, but they were extremely coordinated and even more acrobatic than Leona. Maybe if Samira had joined in with her own acrobatics it would have pushed them to victory. Still, the tie was enough for Samira. It was a satisfactory result considering their experience. If they could pull that off that day, one could only imagine what kind of show they would do the next time a dance party happened if they practiced and prepared.

The twins couldn't believe it. Had they just technically lost to a pair of Wizard Saint wannabes? They certainly didn't win. They scoffed and flipped their hair with way too much style and attitude. "Whatever. We went easy on you." One had said, clearly a sore loser even if technically the two hadn't lost the competition either.
"Totally easy."
"We'll win next time."
"Totally next time."
The rudest one turned away and started to leave, making her way off the dance floor to get herself another drink. After losing two dance offs she certainly wasn't leaving that party sober. The twin sister that remained watched her go for a moment and then looked at the two mages once her sister was far enough away. Out of her pockets came a pen and a small notebook that was bent and a little worse for wear. "I don't have anything fancy for you to sign so this will have to do. Can I have your autographs? I'm a huge fan!" Well, if one of the sisters didn't believe they were the real versions of Samira and Leona the other one surely did. That or she just wasn't too sure and was getting those signatures just in case. Now if only she could find the rest of the famous mage line up.
"Addi, get over here!" The twin that had left shouted impatiently.
Addi groaned and rolled her eyes. "Arrggghhh! Fiiiinnneee!" Even if she was frustrated with her sister it just quickly rolled off her shoulders and she kept a smile for the two mages before her. "I'll come find you two later once she's passed out. It shouldn't take TOO long. Byyyeeee!" The girl waved goodbye as she ran off to join her sibling.

"Hmmm," Samira blinked and watched the girl run off with little expression. She wasn't really used to the whole autograph thing. Being around others that typically had that same request she was used to, but not necessarily for herself. The drink's effects might have also started to wear off by that point. She felt as if she would have been more ecstatic about it otherwise. "Well, that is something to look forward to for later, I suppose," she told her companion, although she was aware of the possibility that both Leona and herself would be gone well before that Addi girl ever found them again. "The dance off has concluded. I think that is a sufficient amount of dancing for now, though. I do not want there to be another round of challengers if that is common here. Had I known that we would be targets I would not have suggested it." And that was with them being horrible at the whole dancing thing. Now they were one of the many "champions" of the dance floor that night. They needed to get out of there before someone wanted to challenge them for their imaginary dance title! "Is there anything in particular you want to do instead?" It was only fair. She had chosen dancing so now it was Leona's turn to suggest something.

(Word Count: 760
Samira Total: 5394)