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.

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[gemmadorsey]

So the truth is that from the moment Gemma heard the first rumours that this was a thing, she knew she was going to be there. She knew she was going to be there dressed in something skimpy and white and streaked in body paint from cheekbones to feet—green, it turned out, chosen completely at whim in the moment and not for any particular effect.

If Gemma has a superpower—and she doesn't count her meagre magic because that's not particularly super at all—it's always knowing where the party is. She spins in the lights and dances to whatever music she's nearest to and occasionally flashes a smile at someone she's sliding, spinning or grooving past, around or, occasionally, into.

[davin]

Davin has lost his shirt at some point, and he has delicate swirls painted all over his broad shoulders and back in various colors. He can't exactly remember who did them, but they were cute, and they added to the glowing kiss marks on his face and neck.

A tiny, glowing whirlwind spins by Davin and he laughs, reaching out to grab her gently by the arm and pull her in. He doesn't know Gemma all that well yet, but it's enough to know that she's someone he wants to party with.

"Hi!" He calls out, moving his hips in time to the music as he grins a bit drunkenly at her. "Havin' fun?"

[gemmadorsey]

"Is it even possible not to?" she says, leaning in, and just like that she's dancing with him, limbs leaving glowing streaks in the air above and around her. "I totally knew you'd be here. I had a vibe. You are so pretty tonight."

[davin]

"Aww, aren't you a sweetheart?" He grins and steps in closer, dancing with her with his knees bent so he's a little more on her level. "We can be pretty together!"

He still has paint on his lips, so he leans in to kiss her on the cheekbone, leaving a hot pink lip print behind.

[gemmadorsey]

"We are totally the prettiest," says Gemma, wishing she still had some paint left. Maybe she could scam some more from the door so that she can go around leaving lip prints on everybody too. "And just about everyone is pretty here, so that totally means something. I think I need another drink. Do you think I need another drink? Or something?"

[davin]

"Mm, I think we could both use another drink," Davin agrees. He pulls his paint out and gets some on his finger so he can rub it onto his lips, and then reaches out to dab some on Gemma's bottom lip so she can have glowing lips too.

He puts the paint away and grabs her hand, lacing their fingers together as they head for the bar. God, he's in a good mood. "We'll keep an eye on each other, aye? We can share a cab. I think you're in my neck o' the woods."

[gemmadorsey]

"I so am," says Gemma, grinning and planting a kiss on his cheek to leave her own mark there. "Who knew? I checked out your infamous downstairs bakery the other day. It's pretty sweet. In, you know, all senses of the word."

She purses her lips and blows a kiss at the crowd and hopes it looks as awesome as it does in her head. She doesn't mean to, not in public like this, but she impulsively makes the glowing kiss appear to actually float away from her lips. Afterwards she figures in the middle of a rave it would be just about impossible to tell unless someone was watching her, so she doesn't sweat it.

[bachjones]

"Hi."

It's fun to look at her, flitting around like she's hearing music of her own.

"Good looking."

[gemmadorsey]

"Do you think," says Gemma, sliding to a stop in front of him, "that if I twirled fast enough, I could make one continuous green line wherever I went? That would be so cool."

[bachjones]

"Is that like a witch question? Because I can't answer that, I'm not magic stuff and interested in it."

He shrugs. "Why don't you try it?"

[gemmadorsey]

"Nah, it's a UV-paint-in-perpetual-motion thing," says Gemma, doing an experimental twirl to try it out, but just as unable to follow herself with her own eyes as every other time. "Did it work?"

[bachjones]

".. I think so? There was certainly a lot of green."

Bach takes a step back. "You're really acting the wizzkid at a rave?"

[astra_inclinant]

Mira's been dancing and drinking for a while, now, dress starting to cling to her a little with the collective body heat of the room; she's got a swirl of orange up the side of her neck and a less careful pink streak up her arm and on her nose from where she briefly got into a paint battle with someone.

The white glow of a smile makes her blink, distracted in her dancing. She recognizes Gemma, a fluorescent blur under the lights and smiles, reaching out to catch her at the waist with her fingertips.

"Hey!" she says, dancing herself closer. "Boardwalk buddy. You're all green." She grins.

[gemmadorsey]

"And you're not!" says Gemma. "We need to do something about that!" She leans in and leaves a green kiss on Mira's cheek. "That's better. I ran out of paint earlier but I got the guy at the door to give me more. I can be totally adorable when I need to."

[astra_inclinant]

Mira grins, blushing just a little at the impromptu kiss and glad she's in the dark. "You're pretty adorable normally," she says, relaxed enough to be honest, "but hey, even better if you can get free stuff out of it."

"You don't have any blue," she says, looking her over as they dance, and impulsively reaches her free hand, still painty, to draw a line from her neck into a fibonacci spiral over her collarbone.

[gemmadorsey]

"I have no idea how that looks," says Gemma, "but it feels like it looks awesome. I'm so totally going to be a rainbow by the time the night's over. Actually, I think I already am."

[astra_inclinant]

"It totally does. Like a galaxy." She takes her hand to spin her around a few times in honor of arcs and spirals and orbits, grinning.

"You're kind of like the whole universe," Mira observes. That possibly makes more sense in her head than anyone else's, but she's pretty sure her painty compatriot won't object.

[anddowntothesea]

Spinning, she bump into him and, automatically, Gabe throws his arms around her to catch her. He's still got a kiss-mark on his cheekbone, fingerprints on his t-shirt. He laughs.

"Hey there," he says. "Having fun?"

[gemmadorsey]

She's left a streak of green on his shirt, and smiles proudly when she sees it. "This is the best," she says, throwing her arms up and swaying to the music once more. "Am I right or am I right?"

[anddowntothesea]

"You're definitely not wrong," he says, taking a swig of his beer. "I'm surprised I've manages to stay fully dressed this long, I'd I'm honest."

[gemmadorsey]

"You have too much penis to be my type, but I'll totally help you get your shirt off anyway," says Gemma. In fact, she starts doing it even before she offers. "I feel like it's probably criminal or something to keep all that hidden away. People will thank me. It's like a public service."

[anddowntothesea]

Gabe finds himself blushing as she drags his shirt up. He lifts his arms to help. He's always found himself more self conscious around girls than he does around guys. It's just another thing that he blames Abbie for.

"Uh. Thanks?"

[bonniemcg]

When Bonnie sees someone who seems to be as into the whole event as she is, and equally solo, she can't help but join in. Dancing toward to other, she gave a small wave. The alcohol in her system smoothing over any doubt at speaking to anyone and everyone at the party. "I'm Bonnie!" She yelled over the music with a wide grin.

[gemmadorsey]

"Gemma!" she yells back, pointing at herself to be clear and then shimmying the rest of the way over to her as the music demands. "Hi! You need more paint!"

[bonniemcg]

"Hey!" Bonnie greeted as the other made her way over.

"I think you're right," she agreed, holding up her own un-opened bottle of bright purple paint. She quickly placed the bottle in Gemma's hands. "My painting skills suck. Go nuts."