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[color=slategray][sup]^ CLICK IT ^[/sup][/color]

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[color=slategray][sub]Location: The Destiny
Featuring: Some old guys and one Brian Helmsley
Time: To party[/sub][/color]

[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfUSyoJcbxU]Seriously, the music is important[/url][/sub][/center]

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[indent][indent][color=INDIANRED][i]In the Age of Wonder
Another World, Another Time
This Land was Green and Good
Until the Crystal Cracked[/i][/color][/indent][/indent]

[indent]Brian stood on the edge of the dock, with one hand in his pocket, staring through [url=https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51mruAcUwdL._UL1500_.jpg]sunglasses[/url] out at the ship he and his peers would be on tonight. There was at least one person on board right now, working on a few things for him, but he was waiting for someone specific. The sound of a car on asphalt rang in his eardrums, and he turned around and took the sunglasses off, hanging them on the edge of his shirt as he faced the car. The vehicle rolled to a stop, and though Brian couldn’t see inside of the jet black tinted windows, he had a feeling who it was.

The driver’s side door opened, and the driver silently walked to the backseat, opening the door. Out stepped Brian’s father: Ryan Helmsley. Brian nodded to his dad, and Ryan spoke, quick and directly to the point. [color=8a2be2][b]“You’re sure you don’t want me to get involved in this ‘problem?’ I could handle it a bit faster than this, don’t you think?”[/b][/color] Ryan asked his son, and Brian shook his head.

[color=0598bc][b]“No, thank you. I can handle this, trust me. Besides, the people I’m working against expect me to use my money to handle everything. If I went running to daddy at the first sign of trouble, that wouldn’t be a good look for me. Honestly? I don’t even know if this is going to work, but since it seems like the last party that was thrown went to shit, we might as well show them how it’s done. Did you get everything I asked for done?”[/b][/color] He said, looking at his father. Brian had requested a few modifications be done, on Friday. He knew they were done by now, but he wanted to check.

[color=8a2be2][b]“As far as I know, yes; the final touches are being put in place, now. I’m sure once you get on the boat, you can ask the man himself all the questions you have and he’ll be more than happy to answer them. And yes, the liquor cabinet is stocked — drink it all. The bartender has been told not to ask for I.D. I’ve even gone so far as to request a little care package be delivered for you. From what I understand, kids still like drugs. So, someone is bringing you drugs. His name is Ashton.”[/b][/color] Ryan explained, and Brian looked over at his father with a questioning look on his face, and Ryan shrugged. [color=8a2be2][b]“I’ve done more drugs than anyone that attends your school has, and I was a teenager once too. I know what kids do. I still know where to get them too. Just enjoy it and be thankful. Fight your battle, win, and then explain to your mother why we had to come home early. She’s not happy.”[/b][/color]

Brian smiled and nodded. [color=0598bc][b]“Understood, and will do. Thank you. For letting me borrow the boat, for getting it set up, and everything else. I appreciate it.”[/b][/color] Brian said, and Ryan nodded, waving it off. [color=0598bc][b]“I guess I’ll see you when I get home, then. Do you think he’s just on the boat?”[/b][/color] He asked, and Ryan shrugged his shoulders, sliding back into the car.

[color=8a2be2][b]“Who knows? He’s an enigma, if nothing else. Always has been.”[/b][/color] The car door was shut by the driver, and then they rolled off into the sunset and Brian turned to look at the ship with a frown. What if everything wasn’t done? They were on a time crunch.[/indent]

[center][color=indianred][i]Once More
They Will Replenish Themselves
Cheat [b]Death[/b] Again
The Power of Their Source??[/i][/color][/center]

[indent]Brian walked up the boarding ramp and onto the ship, looking around for the man in question. He had to be here somewhere, right? It wasn’t like he had anything better to do — he was retired at the tender age of thirty something.

Brian saw no one on the top deck, and decided that he was perhaps on the bridge. He stepped down the stairs, toward his target location, and could hear a voice in the distance.

[color=008b8b][b]“No, shoot them! SHOOT THEM. Dude they’re right there!”[/b][/color]

Well, that confirmed he was on the bridge. Brian walked a little faster now, excited to be debriefed on everything that had been done to his boat. Was the boat his now? It might as well have been, with all the revamping he had asked to be done. Brian was on course to be seriously impressed if [i]everything[/i] he’d requested had been done. Some of it was a bit ridiculous, possibly even fantastical.

But even if they couldn’t have everything, if they could have most of it, he would be satisfied. There was a reason he had asked his father to get Jericho to work on things. Jericho was famous for doing clutch things in a small amount of time. If anyone could do it, it was him. Brian turned a corner, to look into the bridge, where Jericho sat in the captain’s chair, tapping at his phone.[/indent]

[right][color=indianred][i]The Crystal
The Crystal
The Power of Their Source??
[b]The Crystal[/b][/i][/color][/right]

[indent]Brian tapped his knuckles on the doorway to get Jericho’s attention, and the captain’s chair spun, and Jericho looked up from his phone, pulling out the one earbud he wore, for the briefest of seconds, before he glanced back down and swore loudly, [color=008b8b][b]“God[i]DAMMIT[/i], I died! Now I lost the game, dude, why you gotta be like that? Hold on.”[/b][/color] He put the earbud back in. [color=008b8b][b]“Hey, I gotta go to work, man. We’ll play more after.”[/b][/color] He said quickly, before ripping the ear bud out and stuffing his phone into his pocket.

With that, Jericho turned his attention to Brian. [color=008b8b][b]“What? Everything’s done. What more could you [i]possibly[/i] want? I stop for one second to play a game… Come on. Walk and talk,”[/b][/color] Jericho said, jumping up from his chair and gesturing for Brian to follow him. Brian did so, and Jericho led him out of the bridge, and up the stairs, and back to the main deck. [color=008b8b][b]“Alright, you wanted a stage right? Well, I had my little brother put one up. It ain’t very big, but you said you didn’t need it to be big.”[/b][/color] Jericho said, leading Brian around toward the end of the upper level, where a small stage was set up. It wasn’t built to take up much of the real estate, just big enough for maybe a few people to stand on.

[color=008b8b][b]“Also, as requested…”[/b][/color] Jericho tapped the floor with his foot, and Brian looked down. Where there had once been wood paneling, there was now white, porcelain tiles. When Jericho tapped it a second time with his foot, though, it lit up in a rainbow explosion of colors, fading out and moving onto the surrounding tiles. The colors exploded outward until they reached the edge of the ship… only to carry on over the edge. [color=008b8b][b]“Colors. Like you wanted, right? It’s like a big visualizer, once you have music playing. Every floor and all the siding is like that.”[/b][/color]

Brian smiled widely and nodded. [color=0598bc][b]“Cool. That looks awesome, man. Thank you.”[/b][/color][/indent]

[indent][indent][color=indianred][i]Oh My God
This is the[/i] [b]BEST[/b][/color][/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=008b8b][b]“LEDs and RGB, dude. I felt like a kid putting my first computer together again. But wait! There’s more,”[/b][/color] Jericho reached into his pocket and pulled out a glove, which he handed to Brian. [color=008b8b][b]“This lets you motion control the color. That dude you’re having give a speech or whatever, he moves his hands a lot, yeah?”[/b][/color] Jericho asked. He figured it was Ty’s kid, and if Ty’s kid was anything like his father, then the hands would be moved around a lot.

Brian had to consider the question for a moment, before he nodded. [color=0598bc][b]“Yeah, I guess Damian does? I don’t know, I’ve never thought about it before.”[/b][/color] He shrugged his shoulders, looking down at the glove. Noticing what looked a button on one of the knuckles, he looked over at Jericho, preparing to press it. [color=0598bc][b]“What does this do?”[/b][/color] Before he could press it though, Jericho snatched the glove out of his hands defensively.

[color=008b8b][b]“Don’t touch that! You’ve only got one go of that, and if you waste it now, I’ll be pissed. You have him hit that button at the end of his speech, and about ten thousand dollars worth of fireworks are gonna go off behind you. It’s going to be fucking legendary. I went out of my way to make a lightshow cooler than fucking Disneyland, so you’d better enjoy it. Did you say Damian? That’s the kid Joy is banging, right?”[/b][/color] Jericho asked, handing the glove over to Brian, who took it back and carefully put it inside of his pocket. Right. Don’t press the button. [color=008b8b][b]“Don’t worry, it’s not gonna push itself in your pocket, it takes a bit too much force for that to happen. Joy. Joy Darling.”[/b][/color] Jericho repeated himself, and Brian finally answered.

[color=0598bc][b]“Yeah, I guess so? It looks to me like they’re dating, which is a new experience on its own. Damian doesn’t really date. Seems to be real fond of this girl, though. I heard he sucked her face off in gym class.”[/b][/color] Brian said, shrugging his shoulders. [color=0598bc][b]“Why do you ask?”[/b][/color] He said, and Jericho glanced over at Brian.

[color=008b8b][b]“Well, she’s my niece.”[/b][/color][/indent]

[center][color=indianred][i]Oh My God
This is the[/i] [b]BEST[/b][/color][/center]

[indent][color=0598bc][b]“She is? That’s crazy. What else do you have for me?”[/b][/color] Brian asked, and Jericho rolled his eyes, before leading Brian away and down to the second floor, where the bedrooms were. Brian looked at the doorways, seeing a small tablet now built into the wall beside each door, with stylus pens chained to the wall beside them.

[color=008b8b][b]“Alright, I did pretty much everything you asked. So there’s a sign-in sheet at the boarding ramp. You put a name in, or you can’t get on. There’s your guest list. These doors, will only open when two people from the guest list sign their names. A little weird, but hey. Ryan calls me he says ‘I need a favor,’ and I say ‘alright I’ll do it.’ Then I do it.”[/b][/color] Brian looked at Jericho and beamed.

[color=0598bc][b]“Good, I’ll make sure that security doesn’t let anyone on the ship without signing in on the list — and showing a student ID so we know they’re legit. Once they’re on the list, I’ll know who’s on the ship. That’ll make it easier for me to find out the mystery identity of the Weekend Warrior. If they don’t show up, then I’ll know.”[/b][/color] Brian explained, while they walked down the stairs, and stood at the doorway to below deck, which Jericho pushed open.[/indent]

[right][color=indianred][i]I want You to Trip like Me
I want You to Have Fun
Me and You
Oh my God this is the Best[/i][/color][/right]

[indent]The below deck portion of the ship was all glass, though this was by design, nothing that Jericho had done. What Jericho had done, however, was replace all of the lights with black lights, and added neon fittings that blasted the sea around them, letting them look out into the ocean. At one end of the room was a high end DJ setup, which Jericho pointed at.

[color=008b8b][b]“I also rewired new speakers throughout the ship, so your sound quality is better than ever. Whoever you have working the DJ spot is gonna be using the best setup they’ve ever used in their life. From here, they can control the lights on the side of the ship, the ones lighting the ocean, and the ones on the floor. I’m sure you put enough drunk teens in here, and they’ll lose their minds. Luckily, the glass can’t crack, or you guys would be fucked, wouldn’t you?”[/b][/color] Jericho winked, and then together with Brian, they returned to the top deck, and headed down the ramp to the dock.

[color=0598bc][b]“Just one last thing. The cameras?”[/b][/color] Brian asked, and Jerich nodded. The cameras were the easiest fucking part. Damn kid, not appreciating the majesty of the RGB setup Jericho had thrown together in a matter of a day and a half. He’d had some help, but not much! He hadn’t slept, and hadn’t left the ship since he’d got the call.

[color=008b8b][b]“There aren’t any blind spots. I left the, ahem, fuck shacks uncamera’d. I figured that was fair, since we don’t want footage of anybody fucking on the hard drives.”[/b][/color] He paused. [color=008b8b][b]“Do we? Nah, I know we don’t. It’s all going back to the central drives on the ship. It’s not leaving without you. Everything’s set up in the bridge — lock the door and no one will get in; figure that’s where you’ll be hiding out. I also made a few updates to the captain Assistant, I don’t know how Ryan was operating with such an out of date version. I’m just a phone call away. Is your Assistant out of date? I’m just kidding, I know she’s not. ”[/b][/color] Jericho rolled his eyes and watched as Brian stuck his hand out. Jericho reached out and shook it, before he gave Brian a nod, and walked over to his car.[/indent]

[indent][indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfUSyoJcbxU][color=indianred][i]I want You
to
Trip Like I Do[/i][/color][/url][/indent][/indent]

[indent]As Jericho drove off, Brian slowly ascended the boarding ramp once more, taking his sunglasses off of their comfortable spot where they hung on his neck, and putting them back on. This could work. So long as everyone got here in time to discuss the plan, this could work. It was a dumb plan, but ultimately — in this case especially — it was important.

He would figure out who the Weekend Warrior was. This was just step one. He’d have to read through the expected sensationalist report that was sure to be blogged about. If there was no blog post, then he’d assume his bait had been ignored. If there was, he’d analyze it a hundred times if that was what it took to get things in the open for him. It was important to him that this ended now.

Honestly? The Weekend Warrior caused nothing but problems. Picking on Parker was the last straw. She was innocent. She may not have been an official member of A Double’s group, but she was surely in Switzerland on a fair battlefield. The problem was? Whoever wrote the blog didn’t play by the rules.[/indent]

[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfUSyoJcbxU][color=indianred][i]I want You
to
Trip Like I Do[/i][/color][/url][/center]

[indent]Brian climbed up onto the stage and looked at the ocean around, before turning to face the parking lot. When they arrived, he wanted to know. Scott, Damian, and AJ were all he’d asked for. Not even his sisters this time — Becca was too prone to partying, and Bailee had disappeared from school. Whether or not she’d even be at the party was a question to him.

Brian normally had Trevor help him with his projects, but this was a little… sleazy for Trevor. Brian wasn’t going to make his friend do something that may make him uncomfortable. Trevor could enjoy the party. To be honest? So could the other three — he just had requests for them. It was mostly stuff they’d do anyway. And he knew that Damian would enjoy giving a speech. The dude loved to talk, and people loved to listen to him.

Brian sat down cross legged on the stage and let out a deep breath. [color=0598bc][b]“Anastasia? Push the song, for me.”[/b][/color]

[color=e212ca][b]“Aye, Captain.”[/b][/color][/indent]

[right][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfUSyoJcbxU][color=indianred][i]I want You
to
Trip Like I Do[/i][/color][/url][/right]
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[color=slategray]Welcome to round two. The party has begun! Feel free to write your characters arriving, partying, or any variation of the two. Boat leaves at eight thirty don't you [i]dare[/i] miss it.[/color]