Zack "The Hellmaster" (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bangingthe_hellouttayou) wrote2023-10-24 07:38 pm
bangingthe_hellouttayou) wrote2023-10-24 07:38 pm
Shout At The Devil! [Halloween Party] Band members and friends invited
Zack had decided that he wanted to do something for Halloween now that he'd gotten his new costume and being a Spider-Man fan he'd gone for a Spider-Punk costume straight from his comics. He'd gotten it at a local comic store down on the Strip and couldn't wait to show Damien because he knew the Dog didn't have comics or anything fun back in Hunger City. Zack now pleased that he'd arranged a Halloween Party for the band members, their friends and family to attend inside the communal area of the apartments. It was the biggest space and there was a bar all stocked up with spooky drinks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic alike.
It would be a blast!
There were even spooky snacks with crisps and chips shaped like bats, ghosts and pumpkins. There were even actual pumpkins on a table for those who wished to carve a pumpkin alone or with friends. Zack had tried to make it accessible for all, those who wished to party and get drunk and those who wanted to do non-boozy activities too.
As for costumes---they were optional but preferred.
"Ok, I think that's it. Everyone should be arriving soon."
Zack looking around the room and hoping everyone would like what he had set-up with help from some of the others of course.
It would be a blast!
There were even spooky snacks with crisps and chips shaped like bats, ghosts and pumpkins. There were even actual pumpkins on a table for those who wished to carve a pumpkin alone or with friends. Zack had tried to make it accessible for all, those who wished to party and get drunk and those who wanted to do non-boozy activities too.
As for costumes---they were optional but preferred.
"Ok, I think that's it. Everyone should be arriving soon."
Zack looking around the room and hoping everyone would like what he had set-up with help from some of the others of course.
Mick coming dressed as a cowboy (don't laugh)
"I hope I don't look like a bloody fool wearing this get-up."
Mick mumbling to himself because Weird had told him to go as a cowboy along with Hans. It couldn't be that bad could it? The jeans were a bit on the snug side and he hoped he didn't split the seams when he sat down.
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"You look like my baby brother." Torden mentioned as he came up beside the Brit at the bar.
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Mick turned to see Torden now coming up to join him at the bar. The Dane looking as handsome and attractive as he usually did, mostly to his harem, who were probably around somewhere. The man was a model so Mick could understand that Torden's looks were what made him his money.
"Do you think these jeans are too bloody tight on my ass? I bought them in a cowboy shop down on the Strip and the bloke sold me a size too small I think."
The blond now turning around to show Torden what he thought with him being in modelling and things.
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"Ziggy should like how they expose everything." Torden laughed a little even if he was trying not to. "No those how tight they're supposed to be."
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Mick laughed a little and wanted to order drinks for both himself and Torden since the Dane was making conversation with him. It was nice to speak alone to him because often Torden was surrounded by his harem or with the other Danes.
"As long as I don't bend down too fast it should be ok? How are you keeping, mate? Let me get you a drink. What did you want? They have---"
The guitarist picking up a menu and perusing the spooky themed drinks. Mostly cocktails of some sort.
"---here, you can pick."
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Torden snorted a laugh and could easily imagine them ripping. However, they were new and looked like good material. "No alcohol. Just an apple cider."
Torden wasn't much of a drinker usually. He got Mick some mulled wine since that shouldn't get the Brit drunk as fast as the hard liquor.
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"Thanks, mate. Does Ulfen stare at my ass or something? He landed on my lap at our first meeting."
Mick laughed and shook his head, loving the attention, knowing it was all playful. The guitarist now getting both of them a jug of apple cider to share, knowing that all the Danes had a sweet tooth.
"You know back in my country apple cider means alcoholic cider. I suppose the non-alcoholic equivalent of this here would be cloudy apple juice. It's funny how the same thing means different to other cultures.
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"I'm sure he does." Torden knew his partner looked at others and didn't mind. "He likes muscular men."
Torden knew Ulfen would never do anything to jeopardize Mick's relationship though he did imagine the occasional teasing flirtation would come up between the two.
"We have both." Torden explained. "Most of it is alcoholic but we also have Somersby... sparkling cider." Torden explained. Somersby was a brand name that some used for the non-alcoholic sparkling cider. "There might be Somersby here. I've seen it in at least one store around here."
If the Danes, likely Ansgar and Mikkel, had been involved in the runs to the liquor store then he was certain there would be some around.
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Mick smiled because he did think Ulfen was a sweet and caring man, who obviously liked to flirt and get over friendly with those he liked. The Brit just being a bit shy around some of the Danes with their over-friendly behaviour.
"Oh yeah? Good to know, mate."
Nodding, Mick passed Torden his apple cider while the guitarist picked himself a cocktail which had a lot of gin in it.
"I love my gin."
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Torden took the cider and smiled. "Gin tastes too much like perfume."
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Mick just giggled a little and blushed. What else could he say about that? Not many men had ever called the Brit a hot man because he'd just not been around men that way before. The compliments felt good though.
"Perfume? I suppose it depends on what brand of gin you've tried."
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Torden couldn't help himself. Of course, while honest, none of the flirting was too serious.
"It's the juniper." Torden mentioned when it came to gin.
He might laugh.
Minoru, after all, looked just as foolish in green face paint and gears on the side of his neck. "I mean, I'm not a monster... who apparently everyone argues over the name of."
[Inquiring minds want to know. Is this an intended pun on Stardust Cowboy?]
Mick just if anyone mentions "ride 'em again, cowboy"... xD
Mick smiled at his friend and then looked at Minoru's costume. Frankenstein? It looked like it.
"Going for the nuts and bolts monster look, eh? Frankenstein is the monster isn't it?"
The blond thought so.
No, but if you just so happened to 'take a ride on a gemini spacecraft...'
Given the ironic themes of the book - of man trying to play god through scientific means and failing - Isamu may have read it, but he clearly didn't let it influence him very much. If he were in the actual Victor Frankenstein's shoes, who knows what Isamu would create.
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Zack had really pulled out all the stops when it came to spooky themed drinks.
"Joe was a right cheeky bastard earlier on---telling me he'd buy me a stuffed horse to ride around during the party."
Mick had found it a bit funny though at least.
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Did they go the extra mile on the glassware too? Because drinking magic potions out of vials and beakers really would look cool for anyone dressed as a scientist.
“I am dressed as Doctor Frankenstein, not Doctor Jekyll.” He shook his head. “Though that would have been a fairly good costume too…”
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Mick nodded and agreed with Minoru's line of thinking because Isamu was a scientist even without wearing a white coat and costume. The potion drinks were bloody strong though. Did the boys know this?
"Have you tried any of the steaming potion drinks yet? Erik's been busy mixing up concoctions at the corner of the bar, passing them out to guests. The one that's bright orange nearly took the skin off my tongue. It was full of fucking chilli I think."
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Isamu clearly echoed that sentiment.
“Is there something you would recommend should we want to keep the structural integrity of our tongues intact?”
And no, for the record, the twins had no idea how strong the drinks were going to be. Definitely weaker than angel booze, though. And maybe weaker than some of the crazy stuff Ivar could whip up.