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

[davin]

Davin practically purrs like a cat while he's being painted, leaning into the touch eagerly. he laughs and turns to look at the guy over his shoulder, careful not to mess up the drying paint. "Cute, seemingly sane ones who offer t'paint on me while I'm drunk? Hell yeah."

[under_the_radar]

Daniel snorted a laugh and poked Davin in the ear with his paintbrush. "I only seem sane. Appearances can be deceiving. And you're not standing still. Do you want this to look like an ambitious five year old drew it?"

[davin]

"Hence the seemingly. But I doubt I'm a hundred percent sane either, so it's all good." He twists to grin at him and then snorts when he gets his ear flicked, sitting up perfectly straight and squaring his wide shoulders. "No, Mr. Daniel, sir. I'll be good."

[under_the_radar]

"I imagine you can be very good in a lot of senses of the word." Daniel said, amused at the young mans forwardness.