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[OPEN] A Very Serious Political Party
Doubling down on his giant fuck you to the witches and the vampires and anyone else who pisses him off, Party's done sitting on his tail with the politics around here. There's only one logical person he wants to see in charge right now and that's Yasmine Merad.
Party might be sloppy, but he's not stupid, and leading up to the election, he's keeping his bright hair and tattered clothes clean. He might even smell kind of nice as he makes the rounds handing out posters he's made up and making sure everyone knows that Yasmine has the best interests of the community at heart. He's focusing his activities around his pack and areas where he knows he'll find sympathetic voters, avoiding vampire- and witch-dense areas in favor of hitting up everyone else who can vote.
His flyers have a cleaned up version of his signature bright art style with sayings like "A vote for Yasmine Merad is a vote for us" and "Community first".
[ OOC: Even if someone's not in a group Party would target doesn't mean he wouldn't cram a poster in their face. Come at me! ]
Party might be sloppy, but he's not stupid, and leading up to the election, he's keeping his bright hair and tattered clothes clean. He might even smell kind of nice as he makes the rounds handing out posters he's made up and making sure everyone knows that Yasmine has the best interests of the community at heart. He's focusing his activities around his pack and areas where he knows he'll find sympathetic voters, avoiding vampire- and witch-dense areas in favor of hitting up everyone else who can vote.
His flyers have a cleaned up version of his signature bright art style with sayings like "A vote for Yasmine Merad is a vote for us" and "Community first".
[ OOC: Even if someone's not in a group Party would target doesn't mean he wouldn't cram a poster in their face. Come at me! ]
For Katherine
By the time he finds Katherine, he's regained a little of his confidence, but he's got his hands crammed in his pockets like they might fall off and he's looking at something on the wall behind her. "You gotta minute?"
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Party interrupts her before she throws the dart and Katherine turns around, raising her eyebrows.
"Who for? You?" She takes a critical look at him. Nervous. Hmm. "What?"
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Before he elaborates any more, he watches her for a response. The last thing he wants is to fight her, but he's pretty sure they'll all wind up in cages if something doesn't change.
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"Spit it out then, Party. I hope for your sake it's serious."
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He clenches his fist. "Would be an awful nice prize if they could get an alpha under their power. I don't think you're safe."
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She's gotta admit, that's a new one. Katherine doesn't try to hide the incredulity in her tone. She considers herself to have a healthy sense of suspicion, but that is downright paranoid. The reason they haven't had any help from the witches has more to do with internal problems with the pack than anything else. She hasn't been able to focus on fighting the vampires like she wants because her own werewolves won't behave and Samantha isn't willing to commit until they do.
She shakes her head, exasperated. "That is the most moronic thing I've heard all week and I watch fucking TOWIE. You got any proof for that crap coming out of your mouth or is this all hot air?"
The witches have zero reason to try and cage their own allies. What would be the benefit? She already pitched in her lot with Circle Daybreak. Trying to force their support would be utterly counterproductive.
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Maybe he is paranoid, but he's not the only one thinking it. He may play fast and loose, but he's a survivor and he didn't escape SCARECROW hunters just to get crammed in a kennel by Sabrina the Teenaged Witch.
"We don't at least consider the idea they might turn on us, we're gonna be fucked if they do."
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"Never saw you as a campaigner."
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"This one," he shook the paper, "she got a chance?" He doesn't need to ask policies. If Party is supporting her, then from the little he knows of the other guy, the Dodger can guess she's good people.
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He's tried to stay out of it, because he really hates this shit, but what's stopping the witches from putting everyone in their little cages? Party can't be that guy who sees injustice and doesn't stop it.
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"Ain't right, what they were doin'. No wonder Nance don't like her." The last is in more of a mutter, something he can't really stop himself saying. He always knew to trust Nancy's instincts on a person - she was a good judge of character.
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He waits until the people leave before asking, "Is that my shirt?" He honestly can't remember if it was ever his or if he's just borrowed it enough times that it feels like he owns it. But either way, it looks clean, and that's unusual. Actually, his hair looks clean too.
That can't be right. Ghoul moves in, getting right up close so he can have a better look- and that's when he gets a whiff of him. The surprise makes him jerk back an inch or two, a hand flying up to shield his nose and mouth. That's definitely not right. "What the fuck, is that you?" Something smells pretty. It can't be Party. Literally can not be.
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"If it's in my apartment long enough, it's mine." He grins and blows Ghoul a kiss. "Guess that means I own you, too."
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That's... good, he supposes, although the comment does still get a disgruntled look out of him. "Your stuff likes me better'n it likes you, we decided it's all mine now." Yeah, sure, inanimate objects totally like him better. Sorry, Party.
"Who'd you get all fancy for?" He reaches out, grabbyhandsing at the flyers for a split-second before deciding Party is moving too slowly. He snatches one for himself, taking a moment to look it over. "Yasmine?"
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As much as Party can like a person who's trying to get power, he likes Yasmine. She seems like she's at least trying. Anything that might give the witches more leverage will be very bad for all of them.
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Yasmine is, indeed, the only sensible choice, even if her only qualification is being a shapeshifter. Still... "Ugh." Ghoul hates playing political games by the books, and voting is as political as things can possibly get. He drops the arm holding the flyer, as well as his head, letting his forehead briefly thump against Party's shoulder. God damnit.
"Whatever." Voting is so not-hardcore. He looks a little sulky when he picks his head back up and holds out his empty hand. "Gimme some fuckin' posters." Guess he can stick a few around.
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Which is a roundabout way of saying that they need to stop the witches from getting any more power if they want to feel safe even existing here. Their pack isn't safe and neither are plenty of other people. It's starting to seem like only the witches and the vampires are really safe.
He crams a bunch of his posters into Ghoul's hands. "Gotta get everyone we can to see what's goin' on here."
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"H-hello?"
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After he finishes, he looks up at Party, taking in the hair, clothing, and rest of him with a tilt of the head that manages to be both appraising and somehow disapproving. He doesn't say anything, which should give Party time to realize there's no shadow being cast by the man, nor does he have a scent that werewolf senses should be able to pick up on. He's simply there, the blotches of his mask slowly moving around his face, splitting right down the middle before hovering over his cheeks.
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"Uh... you a votin' kinda guy or what?"
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Rorschach looks up at Party before he shrugs. When he speaks, his voice is both deep and raspy, like a car engine that runs off of nails and broken pieces of glass. "Dead. Can't vote."
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Of course, it makes sense that actual dead and gone people can't vote, but it seems to Party that this guy's just as real as he is.
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