Meet, greet and eat

[titanianblade]

(To be perfectly honest, Cornelius didn't expect to find other persona users outside of himself and Guzma. The head of the Skull gang was a stroke of luck, but to have found so many others who can tap into that power and help fight off the shadows...it's a welcome relief.

Not to mention the large, large expansion to Cornelius' circle of friends.

So what's a rich kid to do when he's happy to have an extended circle like this? Throw down. A bunch of money to get everyone nice and fed for a day. He arranged for a catered picnic and invited his fellow persona-users and any friends they wanted to bring along. There's a bit of something for everyone, so pizzas, sandwiches, whatever, really. It's a large, open space, too, of anyone's in the mood for playing around. Just like the food, there's plenty of options there.

Cornelius would be lying if he said he wasn't thrilled to have so many people to hang out with. He just hopes they'll have fun while they're here.)

Comments

[bloodinbloom]

[Well, she didn't expect to get in the lead, but this was fun. She blinked innocently, tilting her head in confusion at his accusation.]

I think the cards are bigger than my dress sleeves...

[Like... how she always liked to wear a summer dress. Sleeves thinly existed.]

[yaboyguzma]

She's right, G. The little sister's got some card game!

[Guzma made a face, jaw set. Then he threw down his final couple of cards, a two and a four.]

Okay, that's it! We'll arm wrestle instead!

[bloodinbloom]

[Well, she can easily get those cards. Whoops, Guzma.]

Arm wrestle?

[yaboyguzma]

ARM WRESTLE! ...

[He blew out a breath, scowled, and sat back with his arms folded. She's a freaking albino kid that requires hats of parasols. What the fuck is he thinking?]

...Forget it. Good... good game. You've got talent.

[bloodinbloom]

[She was sorry she was smol and unable to arm wrestle. He definitely would've won though... unless she could tag someone in for her.]

I just got lucky. We can play again? Maybe you'll win this time!

[yaboyguzma]

[He visibly grumped with his chin in a hand.]

Man, forget it. Cards were always my thing.

[A beat. One of the grunts shrugged.]

Yo, boss... we could always play tag. We got a lot of bodies here.

[bloodinbloom]

Awe, I'm sorry.

[She didn't mean to ruin his favorite game like that. And then the grunt came over of course.]

... Yes. And then you could be 'it' and tag everyone and win! King of Tag!

[yaboyguzma]

Ya boy, the King of Tag, huh...?

[He rubbed his chin.]

Alright, deal. What's the house rules?

[bloodinbloom]

[She grinned.]

Okay! Well, you'll be 'It' and... hmm, we need to designate a safe spot. It'll give us a place to go while you're trying to tag us, but it has to be something not too big so we might all immediately be considered 'safe'.

[yaboyguzma]

Hmmm... how 'bout that couch? Can't fit more than a few and nobody's got a butt in it.

[He stood and rubbed his hands together. The grunts immediately scattered.]

On the count of three!

[bloodinbloom]

Hehe, okay!

[And with a squeak, she got up and ran off like the grunts, laughing.]

[yaboyguzma]

One! [Some folks look confused, others look nervous. This is a gang leader, after all.]

Two! Last chance, then I'm 'It' and y'all are fair- THREE!

[Oh, god. What just happened? Now it seemed other party-goers have clued in and are doing what they can to either join in or help Grunts to hide. Some dove under the banquet table, while others sped off to start climbing trees.]

[bloodinbloom]

[Everyone out of the way! The King of Tag was coming!]

[Meanwhile, Rosalia was running with pure delight getting to play tag like this. Even with the few confused stragglers suddenly joining in.]

[yaboyguzma]

I see you, Rosie! That big tree over there's the jail! You ready to spend a good long time in the clink!?

Aw, crap! LITTLE SIS INTERCEPTION! [One of the Grunts dramatically made for a dive, sending both him and Guzma into a heap.]

Grunt Q, you double-crossing turd! To jail with you! You can meet her there when I get her!

[bloodinbloom]

Thanks Big Bro!

[And now, she will take the opportunity to hide and attempt to be sneaky.]

[yaboyguzma]

[He brought himself to his feet and grit his teeth. Rosie stuck out like a sore thumb, but he couldn't find that head of hair anywhere.]

You heard me, Q! Jail, now! R-right, Boss...!

[With a sigh out the nose, Guzma slowed and started by wondering where he would go if he was a slippery girl. Let's try these bushes...]

[bloodinbloom]

[Not in the bushes...]

[However, if he listened closely, he could probably hear someone giggling nearby.]

[yaboyguzma]

Ah-HAH! [He parted the bushes, but only found two Grunts, who he tagged and sent to jail.]

Hmmm... you better not be using your Persona to cheat! That's against the rules!

[Though how he could use Bael to help him out was anyone's guess. Now what's that giggling? Where's it coming from? Did she climb a tree?]

[bloodinbloom]

[Opening her mouth to answer, she paused.]

[Oh... sneaky sneak, he almost got her to give herself away. A tree would be a good guess, but she was a little more obvious than that... hiding behind the tree.]

[yaboyguzma]

[There was a pale shoulder and a wisp of hair. There you are, you little giggler...

He silenced and crept in closer-]

Little Sis! Big G's creepin' up!

Wha- YOU CAN'T TALK IN JAIL, Q!

[bloodinbloom]

[With a startled, but playful shriek, Rosalia took off from her hiding place. She'd head to safety in a moment, but not yet because it seemed like Guzma was having some fun despite the Grunts helping her.]

[yaboyguzma]

Ya boy's ordering the next jailbirds to forcefeed Q some of that veggie crap on the table! No more mutiny for the Tag King, you feel me!?

ROSIE!

[He turned, remembering that oh yeah, he had to catch her. After her!]

[bloodinbloom]

Aahh! Boss is gonna tag me!

[She giggled and continued running, but she might not be able to reach safety.]

[yaboyguzma]

[The Grunts are cheering her on, offering tips like tipping trash cans behind her or somehow producing a banana peel to slip on (what?), but Guzma is gaining and makes a dive for just that last bit of extra distance. His legs were longer, but damn it, she was lighter on her feet!]

C'mere, you slippery...!

[bloodinbloom]

[That would be great advice... for someone willing to throw a trash can or a banana peel, but Rosalia was against littering. Though, Guzma diving at her startled her.]

[She tripped.]

Oof!