"IT'S HAPPENING. BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND! THE VORGY, part two, HOSTED BY YOURS TRULY, VOX MAXIMILLIAN WHITTMAN!"
🦈🦈 "Located at Vee Tower, a night of partying, mingling, and fucking. Snacks, meals, and alcohol will be provided throughout the evening.
It's a night for all types of Voxes! The Populi can engage in sexual activities via the many available guest rooms, closets, and -- for the voyeuristic Vox -- living room and dining area. One can even relax by the rooftop pool, or get freaky in one of the three Jacuzzis.
Need to relax? There'll be a bar with unlimited drinks on tab, provided by unnamed bartender #72. Or spend your time by the balcony, decorated solely for quiet talks and vape/cigarette breaks!
Or maybe you want to head down to the middle of the penthouse and dance the night away! Neon lights, glass dance floor and music provided by unnamed DJ #93!
All of this starting June 13th! Don't be late, or do, but make it fashionable~"
OUT OF CHARACTER INFO BELOW THE CUT! 🦈🦈🦈🦈🦈
Event starts Saturday, June 13th at 3pm PST (use a timezone converter to calculate it!) In character, this will last a few nights at most, but the event will officially end for muns on June 20th (due to busy schedules and timezone differences). However, remaining threads / interactions can continue past that!
Please use the tag #Vorgypt2 for threads/dash com/or IC posts. So others can blacklist if they don't want to see it.
Other muses (non Voxes) can participate if they want by watching or commenting or getting involved. This is a Vox-centric event, but everyone is allowed to involve themselves (for drama! tehehe).
You do not have to follow/interact with me to participate. Though, it is encouraged for updates about the event!
Like/Reblog if you want to participate and I'll send out an invite!
Party crashers, drama, angst, and wild shenanigans are HIGHLY encouraged. Please, the more drama, the better!
Honestly, have fun and make this event something fun! Anything goes and everything is very much encouraged.
Alright. He's still not entirely sure what to expect here, or even if he should be here in the first place, but fuck if he's not at least going to attempt to upstage everyone else here in terms of sheer looks.
His outfit is a deep navy in color, and rather extravagantly bedazzled with gems that catch the light every time he moves, heaviest around his shoulders and chest. It brings to mind a moving nebula or star cluster, which is right on the money of what he was going for. Probably not exactly the most practical outfit for what's basically a glorified sex club, but hey. He hasn't been able to pull out one of his fancier suits in a long ass time, probably since the last performative charity gala that Voxtech had hosted. And he had figured that if he was going to get dicked down at some point tonight, the least he could do was look presentable for it.
He's choosing to lounge near the bar and suck down some cocktails absent-mindedly--fuck if he can remember what this particular recipe was called, all he knew was that it was almost an eye-bleeding shade of blue--throwing his back in a long swig before loudly sighing as he set the glass down.
"Alright, what's a guy have to do to get his dick sucked around here. Thought this was supposed to be a party, not a still life painting."
༻⸻ ☾ ⁺ ₊ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 darkened . The current music playing in the background slowly thrummed into something jazzier , while lights on stage brightened in cool blues and blood reds . In a mass of darkness , he solidified in the middle , wearing a simple outfit bordering lascivious undertones . A red button up and sleeve garters, black corset laced tight enough around his middle to choke, and flowy black pants with ruffles of red split down the middle .
Eyes opened with lazy deliberation , low – liddedly looking out into the crowd and taking it all in . The bawdy display , the gaudiness of it all . He was sure he was the only one here with an ounce of taste , but there was no one sensible to voice his objections to . Sighing and rolling up his sleeves to show off the curve of velvet soft forearms , He took his time adjusting the microphone and leaning in with the curl of his grin as bass plucked to the tempo ,
“ Oh , the shark has pretty teeth , dear ,
And he shows 'em , pearly white .
Just a jack knife has Macheath , dear ,
But he keeps it , keeps it way out of sight .
When that shark bites
With his teeth , dear ,
Scarlet billows , they begin to spread .
Fancy white gloves though has Macheath , dear ,
So there's rarely , never one trace of red ~ ”
The sound of trumpets began to buzz , and he started to walk as he crooned and swung the microphone in hand . The careless , effortless movement of his feet moving across the floor ,
“ On the sidewalk , one Sunday mornin'
Lies a body oozin' life .
Someone's sneakin' 'round the corner ,
Could that someone — perhaps , perchance — be Mack the Knife ?
From a tugboat on a river goin' slow ,
A cement bag , dropping down .
Yeah , the cement s’just for the weight , dear .
You can make a large bet that bum is back in town !
My man Louie Miller , he split the scene , babe ,
After drawin' out all the bread from his stash .
Now Macheath spends just like a pimp , babe ;
Do you suppose that our boy , he did something rash ? ”
Of course , coming here , he couldn’t exactly behave himself . Finding not – so subtle ways to insult Vox ?
“ Oold Satchmo , Louis Armstrong , Bobby Darrin
They did this song nice — Lady Ella too .
They all sang it , with so much feeling .
That Old Blue Eyes , he ain't gonna add nothing new !
But with the big band , right behind me
Swinging hard , Jack , I know I can't lose .
When I tell you , all about Mack the Knife babe ,
It's an offer, you can never refuse !
We got this wonderful band ,
bringing up the rear .
All these bad cats , in the band now .
They make the greatest sounds you ever gonna hear .
Sookie Taudry , Jenny Diver , Polly Peachum , Ol' Miss Lulu Brown .
Oh , the line forms , on the right dear , ”
Rocking on his feet , he chuckled , if just for the show of it ,
“ Now that Macheath, that man Macheath !
Oh , he’s dangerous .
I’ll tell you what you oughta do —
You better lock your door , and call the law ,
Because Macheath , that sleaze ,
He's back in town ! ” ˚.⋆*· ⸻༺
she just entered the motherlode of orgies. ' Well now, this is kind of hot not gonna lie.' She adjusted her bowtie of the costume she wore. / @stardustmcde
Vee tower opens and it's insides are redecorated. Neon lights cast everyone who enters in purples and blues. Aquamarine shines brightly from the tank that surrounds the walls. Shok.wav swimmingly happily all around. Along with a few hellish jellyfish and a few more sharks.
Below shows a giant dancefloor made of glass. Showing water beneath it. Another place Shok.wav can happily swim.
In the center of the building, He stands on a stage. In a skimpy little outfit, in front of a microphone.
"Welcome, welcome to the Vorgy," His voice purposefully drops lower on that certain word. "What a turn out this has been. I'm your host for the next few evenings. For fellow Vincents, you may call me Max or Maximillian."
He knew that middle name would come in handy.
Long cable-like tail swishes as he began to really take up the stage, walking casually. Microphone in hand.
"Here we are, at the main event area. To your right are an assortment of snacks and a fully stocked bar," Then he points to the left. "And over there are the elevators. Each floor of Vee Tower has been redecorated to accommodate our event. You'll find bedrooms for fucking purposes, activities such as: ping pong, darts, pool. And in my penthouse, we'll be showing a continuous marathon of Jaws, Sharknado, and a few other films."
Chuckling, he twirls the microphone wire around his hand. "And if you go way up top, we have a rooftop pool for a few of you to swim in. Along with a few, steaming hot Jacuzzis!"
Sending a cue to the DJ behind him, a song begins to play. "Make sure you pick up a name tag to easily identify yourself. And have fun. Nothing is off limits -- except for Velvette's area, do not disturb her."
Swaying his hips as he walked to the mic stand, he lowered the microphone onto it. "And don't miss Alastor's (@unholymanifest) performance later on. Alright, and remember to trust ourselves with a good time."
