You're Invited. To a UV Rave. [Open]

[ethanbialecki]

For an event so well known, there had been almost no advertising. The venue located in an old warehouse near the docks that had been renovated purposefully for such an event. And yet it had drawn quite a large local crowd - to the displeasure of some.

Everybody that pays the entry fee receives a free glass of champagne and a small bottle of UV paint in their prefered colour upon entry.

 

Throughout there are bars serving a vast variety of drinks and 'paint stations' complete with brushes and vast arrays of coloured UV paints. Allowing clubbers to be as creative with their ideas... or just plain messy as they wish.

There are two DJs, playing in different sections, one with the more traditional 'Electronic Dance' style of music, the other playing a selection of requests and popular classics.

It's designed to be a night the people of Siren Cove will remember - or forget if they choose to drink enough.



(OOC: I realise we have quite a few people on hiatus. Please feel free to join in even if you're late. Tag whoever you want, take who you like and have a lot of fun. Below I have included a couple of playlists - but I have terrible tastes in music so feel free to find your own playlists as backing inspiration)

UV Rave: The Club Anthem Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

UV Rave: The EDM Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

Comments

[bachjones]

Bach hadn't even bothered with showing up in a shirt.

It was a girl he had slept with (Emma? Emily? Emmeline?) that had told him about this, pulled him along right inside before disappearing into God knew where. Which was only more convenient, because Bach didn't want to give her any ideas about ability.

"..they call this shit music?"

[weatherornot]

The guy looked good. Some people totally should walk around shirtless most of the time and he was one of them. She normally wasn't into guys but every now and then the mood struck her. Looks like the mood was striking her.

"If you're coming to a rave for the music, you're coming for the wrong reasons," Genevieve said, grinning at him as she reached out and hooked a finger in the waist of his pants, tugging him closer. "It's about the people and the dancing."

[bachjones]

"Oh no, someone lied to me", Bach replied drily, allowing the hot gorgeous one to pull him closer. "That usually never happens in this town."

He leaned in closer to not have to yell. "Any other lessons you want to share?"

[weatherornot]

"Yup. If you come dance with me, you're guaranteed to have fun," she said, giving him a wicked grin. She could care less about someone lying to him or whatever, she was here to party and just have a lot of fun. If this guy couldn't provide that then she'd move on. Hopefully though, he could.

[bachjones]

"Guaranteed to have fun. You're aiming high, I like it."

He put his hands on her hips, swaying with the lower bass of the music. "I am high maintenance though. I want back what I share."

[weatherornot]

"Mmmmm, I don't mind giving back," Genevieve said, pressing her hips into his as her hands slid along his chest. It was a very nice chest as far as guy chests went and she liked how his body moved against hers. Nothing crazy, just fun movements in time with the beat.

[bachjones]

"Everyone is so friendly and open here."

He spun her around. "If only the world was this small, or is that too heavy for such a happy place?"

[weatherornot]

"Maybe a bit too heavy for me right now," she said with a laugh. It was a nice thought though, or at least she thought it might be. Hard to tell.

"I've got some other things on my mind at the moment."

[bachjones]

"I know, I'm sorry. I think my brain still needs to catch up adjusting to this place, while my body is already far ahead."

He smiled. "Fun things?"

[davin]

"In the loosest sense of the term," Davin says as he dances by, hips rolling in time with the beat as he holds a beer in one hand. He lost control of his accent somewhere around the third shot, so it rolls thick and lazy off his tongue. "Music needs instruments if ya ask me, but whatever this is, it sure is fun to dance to."

[bachjones]

"There's something on your face."

Bach brushes his thumb over the guy's mouth. "I'm a virgin when it comes to parties like this. Thank you for helping me out. I immediately feel better."

[davin]

Davin's hips still as the guy's suddenly touching his mouth, and he's struck a bit dumb as he meets his eyes. He resists the urge to pucker his lips, but only barely. He blinks a few times and then lets his expression go warm and flirty again.

"I'm here t'help." He takes his pink paint out of his pocket and gets a bit on his finger to dab on his lips, and then leans forward to kiss the guy's cheek, leaving a perfect print of his mouth in his wake. He pulls back with a lazy smile, mouth smudged and glowing, a bit swollen from the kissing he's done so far tonight. "Ah, there y'are. Now you're fittin' in nicely."

[bachjones]

"Oooh, I was missing color."

Bach takes a step back to have a better look at the guy. "I guess you come here often, or won't you appreciate such a comment for lack or originality?"

[davin]

"I don't actually think here has happened before, so no, I haven't. But you coulda come up with somethin' better than that, 'm sure."

He winks and licks his lips as he looks the guy over, dipping his finger into the paint and tracing a line under each of his collar bones. "Can't believe such a canvas has stayed blank so long."

Davin is a flirt on a good day, but the shots of whiskey he knocked back earlier are making it come easier. He drags the pad of his finger down the center of his chest before pulling back to screw the cap back onto his paint and looking up at the guy from under the thick fringe of his lashes, mouth curled into a lazy smirk.

[bachjones]

Is it going to be like that.

Bach was looking for some lazy laid back, but maybe this little imp, lashes batting and lip licking, could surprise him.

"Maybe I look too imposing?" He steps in closer. "What do you think, could I be a threat to someone's.." Bach sends the word down the man's spine. "sanity?"

[davin]

"Oh, I don't know. You don't scare me any." The man steps in closer and Davin bites his lip, swaying in as well to help close the distance between them. "Are ya gonna try an' drive me crazy?"

[bachjones]

"I don't try." He presses his lips against the guy's ear, catching his song and humming a little to make him even softer for Bach.

"I do or don't. Any plans for tonight?"

[anddowntothesea]

"Apparently ," said Gabe , appearing at Bach's elbow, still somehow wearing a shirt. "You're just going to have to suck it up."

[bachjones]

"Oh honey, you're always so sweet to me." He blew him a kiss before showing his middle finger. "Sit on it, Gabe."

[anddowntothesea]

"Maybe later," says Gabe, leaning across the bar to order himself a beer. "If you're good to me."

[bachjones]

"If I'm good? Don't you like being my little cock slut?"

Bach squeezes his ass. "Come on, gorgeous."

[anddowntothesea]

"Asshole," mutters Gabe, but he doesn't pull away. Sometimes he thinks he likes Bach because it's as far away as he can get from Abbie.

"That my official job description now?"

[bachjones]

"You want mine? Because I'm feeling lazy enough."

"Come on.." He rubs his lower back. "I'm sorry, bunny."

[anddowntothesea]

"Bunny?" That makes Gabe laugh. "I'm a pet now, huh? Be on a leash before I know it."

[bachjones]

Bach cocks an eyebrow. "sounds like you're not against the idea."