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| − | <div></div><br> <br>The Toy factory is unusually busy today, clockwork ferals moving stuff in and out, a large pile of trash outside on the curb. Two particularly large clockwork fox guys guard the entrance, and appear to have set up a 'coat check' sort of system right outside the front doors. There are however, multiple (admittedly crude) signs pointing towards the toy factory, with a single word. "Party!"<br> <br>A "party" at the toy factory? Well, Rorne's definitely curious about this, though also extremely cautious. Either way, she decides to take a look to see what's going on. She is a bit nervous, unsure as to what's going to happen, but does slowly approach, wings softly folded against her back.<br> <br>Lap wiggled excitedly, skipping cheerfully through the streets. She'd heard some talk about a party, with toys! It sounded so delightful, so perfect to the feral rubber cow toy. She'd be right at home, maybe she'd even get some people to milk her or suckle from her. Squeaking as she bounded down the street she saw a familiar face, throwing her arms around Rorne and squeezing her tight. "Miss Rorne! It Lap! Lap Dog! But Lap is Lap Leaking Moo now! Is Miss Rorne leaking? Lap Moooo can help if Miss Rorne need! Oh! Is Miss Rorne going to the party? Lap Moooo hope so! Parties are fun!"<br> <br>Razz Arrives and Frowns he was here as a cop, a 'party' at the Toy factory was either genuine or... REALLY bad. "Oh hey Rorne.." he nods to her and eyes the Lapdo-Moo. "soooo I'm unfortunatly not here for... the 'party' I'm most here to see if it's.. not... A trap or somsuch." he sighs "Toys are Tricksy-No offense lap." the husky grumbles, frowning at the Foxes the Signs.. everything.<br> <br>Kazel is, to those who know her, much smaller than usual today. Nevertheless, the quadrupedal dragon is still the size of a large horse as she lands in front of the toy factory and folds her wings behind her back. She looks around for a bit, stretching out her long neck, before walking over to the entrance.<br> <br>Lilac hurries in a few minutes after Lap arrives, huffing tiredly. The rather large kemo-bovine finally comes to a stop after catching up to the small latexy bovine, having to pause a moment to regin her breath before speaking. "Huff.. not.. not used to this anymore." She steps up to Lap and smiles, petting the little bovine affectionately before looking around at everyone else. She blinks as she looks up at Kazel, her eyes widening as she takes in the other.. creature's massive form. "Uuh.. wow." She looks at the toy factory entrance, then at Lap. "So.. uh.. I guess we can go to the party like you wanted to Little Lap."<br> <br>Myung arrives a bit behind the rest, spying the small gathering outside the toy factory. Parties were a thing she was all for, but this one smelled a bit fishy. The gave the mostly-unfamiliar gathering a little wave on the way by, looking between the signage and the group of assorted cows and otherwise. "You all here for the, er, party..? I mean, it's sketch as hell, but I gotta admit that I wanted to show up just out of morbid curiosity if nothing else. I /do/ like parties."<br> <br>The one of foxes out front approaches the gathering group, pointing to a sign behind where he was standing. "You want to come to party? Leave weapons out here, they'll be safe here." The fox guard points to a large box near the entrance. "Armor too. All goes in box. Once in box, you go inside." The fox is plain spoken, though with a somewhat heavy accent, maybe Russian? Regardless, he doesn't seem too threatening, at least no moreso than any other bouncer.<br> <br>Luckily, Rorne doesn't have any weapons or armor, just clothing and medical supplies! Outside of, though, an M1911, which she does appropriately store in the large box, though not before making a mental note of the weapon itself. Looking to Lap, she giggles. "Of course you'd be here, you absolutely love parties. I'm just... curious about what's going on, is all." Back to Razz, she nods. "I'm in the same boat, mostly. Want to see what's going on inside." Looking back to the Ox and Myung. "Yeah, though I'm probably not going to be doing much 'partying,' admittedly."<br> <br>Lap tilts her head as she looks at Razz, but her lips were already pouting in their fixed O shape. "What Mister Razz talk about? All toys are fun! Fun in our own way!" she said, then mooed as Lilac approached. She bounded over to the other cow and wrapped her arms around Lila. "Oh Yay! It'll be fun Mama Lilac! Lap Moooo prom-" Her eyes widen as she looked at the large dragn then pointed. "Big Dargon." Lap looks to the fox and nods her head, a smile breaking her O shaped lips for a moment. "Yep! Party! Fun time!" She looks to the guard then steps away from Lilac, patting down her body before shrugging. "Lap Moooo has no weapons, doesn't know how to use them!" Her ears flutter and she turns, wiggling her rear and lifting her tail. "Unless plug count as weapon! It big enough! Want Lap Moooo to remove?"<br> <br>Razz Frowns "no Weapons?" he looks at Lap and rolls his eyes before sighing. "....fine..." he DEposits his Bag, Scian AND Claymore into the Box. "they BETTER be there afre all this though." the husksy nods at Rorne. "things I do in the name of the 'law' Eh?" atleast he still had his Claws and teeth if anything went tits up. "I most likly wont be partying much either... And honeslty I suspect theres actually an orgy going on inside." <br> <br>Kazel smirks to herself at the comments her entrance has earned her, before letting out a friendly "Hoi," to the group that had gathered. She addresses the fox briefly, explaining that she has neither weapons nor armor and the passes inside through the door. She was not so sure about a party hosted by ferals, but party is party and it certainly beats sitting around all day till someone needs her aid. She squints at Razz. "I would hope not, those are just bad taste."<br> <br>Lilac watches the energetic rubbery moo with all the worry of a mother, smiling softly at her antics. She looks up at the fox and nods. "I suppose we're going in yes. Uh.. no, no weapons on me. Not these days anyway.." She pats Lap's head as she looks around at the others, her eyes stopping on Kazel. "Big dargon indeed!" She giggles and starts to walk, heading into the toy factory but keeping an eye on Lap to make sure the lil' one is following. "Now, we have no real reason to think anything bad is happening here." She remarks to Razz. "Just.. uh.. stay away from the employee-only areas. From personal experience the factory floor itself can be a bit dangerous.." | + | <div></div><br> <br>The Toy factory is unusually busy today, clockwork ferals moving stuff in and out, a large pile of trash outside on the curb. Two particularly large clockwork fox guys guard the entrance, and appear to have set up a 'coat check' sort of system right outside the front doors. There are however, multiple (admittedly crude) signs pointing towards the toy factory, with a single word. "Party!"<br> <br>A "party" at the toy factory? Well, Rorne's definitely curious about this, though also extremely cautious. Either way, she decides to take a look to see what's going on. She is a bit nervous, unsure as to what's going to happen, but does slowly approach, wings softly folded against her back.<br> <br>Lap wiggled excitedly, skipping cheerfully through the streets. She'd heard some talk about a party, with toys! It sounded so delightful, so perfect to the feral rubber cow toy. She'd be right at home, maybe she'd even get some people to milk her or suckle from her. Squeaking as she bounded down the street she saw a familiar face, throwing her arms around Rorne and squeezing her tight. "Miss Rorne! It Lap! Lap Dog! But Lap is Lap Leaking Moo now! Is Miss Rorne leaking? Lap Moooo can help if Miss Rorne need! Oh! Is Miss Rorne going to the party? Lap Moooo hope so! Parties are fun!"<br> <br>Razz Arrives and Frowns he was here as a cop, a 'party' at the Toy factory was either genuine or... REALLY bad. "Oh hey Rorne.." he nods to her and eyes the Lapdo-Moo. "soooo I'm unfortunatly not here for... the 'party' I'm most here to see if it's.. not... A trap or somsuch." he sighs "Toys are Tricksy-No offense lap." the husky grumbles, frowning at the Foxes the Signs.. everything.<br> <br>Kazel is, to those who know her, much smaller than usual today. Nevertheless, the quadrupedal dragon is still the size of a large horse as she lands in front of the toy factory and folds her wings behind her back. She looks around for a bit, stretching out her long neck, before walking over to the entrance.<br> <br>Lilac hurries in a few minutes after Lap arrives, huffing tiredly. The rather large kemo-bovine finally comes to a stop after catching up to the small latexy bovine, having to pause a moment to regin her breath before speaking. "Huff.. not.. not used to this anymore." She steps up to Lap and smiles, petting the little bovine affectionately before looking around at everyone else. She blinks as she looks up at Kazel, her eyes widening as she takes in the other.. creature's massive form. "Uuh.. wow." She looks at the toy factory entrance, then at Lap. "So.. uh.. I guess we can go to the party like you wanted to Little Lap."<br> <br>Myung arrives a bit behind the rest, spying the small gathering outside the toy factory. Parties were a thing she was all for, but this one smelled a bit fishy. The gave the mostly-unfamiliar gathering a little wave on the way by, looking between the signage and the group of assorted cows and otherwise. "You all here for the, er, party..? I mean, it's sketch as hell, but I gotta admit that I wanted to show up just out of morbid curiosity if nothing else. I /do/ like parties."<br> <br>The one of foxes out front approaches the gathering group, pointing to a sign behind where he was standing. "You want to come to party? Leave weapons out here, they'll be safe here." The fox guard points to a large box near the entrance. "Armor too. All goes in box. Once in box, you go inside." The fox is plain spoken, though with a somewhat heavy accent, maybe Russian? Regardless, he doesn't seem too threatening, at least no moreso than any other bouncer.<br> <br>Luckily, Rorne doesn't have any weapons or armor, just clothing and medical supplies! Outside of, though, an M1911, which she does appropriately store in the large box, though not before making a mental note of the weapon itself. Looking to Lap, she giggles. "Of course you'd be here, you absolutely love parties. I'm just... curious about what's going on, is all." Back to Razz, she nods. "I'm in the same boat, mostly. Want to see what's going on inside." Looking back to the Ox and Myung. "Yeah, though I'm probably not going to be doing much 'partying,' admittedly."<br> <br>Lap tilts her head as she looks at Razz, but her lips were already pouting in their fixed O shape. "What Mister Razz talk about? All toys are fun! Fun in our own way!" she said, then mooed as Lilac approached. She bounded over to the other cow and wrapped her arms around Lila. "Oh Yay! It'll be fun Mama Lilac! Lap Moooo prom-" Her eyes widen as she looked at the large dragn then pointed. "Big Dargon." Lap looks to the fox and nods her head, a smile breaking her O shaped lips for a moment. "Yep! Party! Fun time!" She looks to the guard then steps away from Lilac, patting down her body before shrugging. "Lap Moooo has no weapons, doesn't know how to use them!" Her ears flutter and she turns, wiggling her rear and lifting her tail. "Unless plug count as weapon! It big enough! Want Lap Moooo to remove?"<br> <br>Razz Frowns "no Weapons?" he looks at Lap and rolls his eyes before sighing. "....fine..." he DEposits his Bag, Scian AND Claymore into the Box. "they BETTER be there afre all this though." the husksy nods at Rorne. "things I do in the name of the 'law' Eh?" atleast he still had his Claws and teeth if anything went tits up. "I most likly wont be partying much either... And honeslty I suspect theres actually an orgy going on inside." <br> <br>Kazel smirks to herself at the comments her entrance has earned her, before letting out a friendly "Hoi," to the group that had gathered. She addresses the fox briefly, explaining that she has neither weapons nor armor and the passes inside through the door. She was not so sure about a party hosted by ferals, but party is party and it certainly beats sitting around all day till someone needs her aid. She squints at Razz. "I would hope not, those are just bad taste."<br> <br>Lilac watches the energetic rubbery moo with all the worry of a mother, smiling softly at her antics. She looks up at the fox and nods. "I suppose we're going in yes. Uh.. no, no weapons on me. Not these days anyway.." She pats Lap's head as she looks around at the others, her eyes stopping on Kazel. "Big dargon indeed!" She giggles and starts to walk, heading into the toy factory but keeping an eye on Lap to make sure the lil' one is following. "Now, we have no real reason to think anything bad is happening here." She remarks to Razz. "Just.. uh.. stay away from the employee-only areas. From personal experience the factory floor itself can be a bit dangerous.."<br> <br>Myung looks mock-aghast at Rorne's words, removing the guitar case from her back. "Hey, don't say that before you've even seen the shindig. Never know!" The chimeric mix of coyote and kitsune cracks the guitar case to peek inside, furrows her brow, then snaps it closed and surrenders the entire thing, along with a slim blade concealed up a sleeve. "Maybe it's better if I just... leave this here. I don't feel like sorting out the explodey things from the leftover sandwiches and spare clothes. I swear, though, if any of this stuff gets broken or stolen... there will be hell to pay." She glares at the fox on the way by, admittedly probably not as intimidating as she'd have liked. Her frown slants a little looking over the large feral dragon entering before her. "No fair. The dragon gets in but I can't bring my flamethrower."<br> <br>Aaaaannnnd finally, one last notable figure would be immediately inside! A... winged coyote girl, from the looks of things. She seems to have managed to haul in her plushie past security, though chances are she gave up any other 'weapons' she had on her... those being... well, her lyre... an accordion... oh, and an acid gun, but hey, the plush doll she carries around with her looks like it seems to carry more than just a little personal value, judging by the slight markings of age on the thing. The girl seems to be rambling to herself. About what, though, is a question for another day.<br> <br>The various ferals hauling things around occasionally stop to ask the girl where something should go, the seeming chaos still managing resemble some semblance of order. As Myung enters, the doors close behind the group, torches and lanterns of various sorts igniting and lighting up the factory foyer. The door to the rest of the factory is closed, with an occasional clockwork fox or pretty pony goes through the entryway, closing it behind them.<br> <br>There are foodstuffs and a large bowl of punch on a table, and an old gramophone playing... something, maybe jazz? The recording is poor quality, only made worse by nanite degradation over the years.<br> <br>"Oh! Cute! Look! Plushies! Lap Moooo wants a plushie!" Lap said, bouncing up and down eagerly as she pointed at the coyote. She quickly followed into the toy factory, mooing in her excitement as she skipped along. She moos in awe, skipping up to the table of food, looking over the spread, but opting largely for a a glass of punch, eagerly drinking it down, her rubber mouth making it hard to chew much of anything, though she did pick up a banana and look it over before snorting and putting it back down. "Do we get to play with the toy people? Lap Mooooo dont think they're toys like Lap Moooo but all toys are fun!"<br> <br>Razz blinks as he enters and shrugs "Ok, so no orgy....yet.." he shoots lap a glance. "terrible music though" the husky cop nods slightly. "well Atleast it's not as bad as I thought it'd be-still not sure though..." he goes over to the table of foodstuffs and sniffs at it-not sure if he really wants to have any of it.<br> <br>Kazel bends her neck to the side and squints as the door closes behind them. "We are not being locked in, are we?" She eyes the others that attend for a while, before putting her focus on the hostess and the ferals that are hurrying all about the place. The ridge of her brow rises slightly, but the dragon has no further words right now, waiting to see where this goes.<br> <br>Lilac follows Lap inside, keeping close and keeping an eye on her as she goes about. She chuckles. "The plushies are nice, aren't they?" Could always get her one later, to be honest.. She steps towards the table of refreshments and looks over the whole thing curiously, reaching over to pluck a piece of fruit out of a bowl and giving it a quick nibble. "Mm.. " She looks up at the dragon, then at the door and notes it has been closed behind them. "Uh.. I guess the venue is at capacity already?"<br> <br>Myung tenses a little as she passes by each feral, but steadily relaxes as the crackle of degraded music nears and the procession comes to the foyer. "Well... this seems innocent enough so far. Y'know, aside from the fact that the music sucks and I left my guitar at the door. The last hope for the party is gone." she laments insincerely, beelining for the punch bowl. The lone winged coyote gave her a moment's pause before she gets herself a cup... another non-feral? She looks back over her shoulder at Kazel and snickers at Lilac's observation. "Methinks the scaled one probably capped them out in short order." The closing of the doors does leave a slight uncertain frown on her face, but...<br> <br>With a giggle, Rorne looks about, watching the ferals move around, actually maintaining some level of order! It's quite fascinating, and her eyes make their way to the one they occasionally go to. Curious, she definitely is, of this person! Either way, though, she looks to the others around, chuckling and shrugging. "I'm not one for parties, honestly. Never really have been." She looks to Lap, nodding. "All toys are fun, yes! You just need to figure out how they wull be." To Razz, she chuckles, "It is terrible, and no orgy at present. Not sure how long that'll be, though." She gives a glance to the dragon, giving a little nod to her, and then lastly the vulpine! "You never know, I'd think. From what I've heard, you should easily be able to find something to do, especially if there are poeple you know."<br> <br>The winged coyote girl would almost instantly spin around the moment her ears picked up on the sounds of the new entrants, and she does! With a bit of a giggle and a warm smile, too, as she strides on up to the newcomers! "Hi, hi! Welcome! I'm, uh..." she pauses for a bit. "I'm Riva, yeah! I'm so-so glad you could come~" Seems the girl's in one of her more 'normal' moods at the moment, as she hugs her plushie to her chest. "Mister Magic and I were getting lonely," Riva remarks idly, before her wings twitch. "E-Er, and... oh, right! Names, names! You haven't given me your names! That's very rude of you, yes, yes, quite rude! Riva's insulted! Apologise by giving your names! Harrumph." The girl finishes her mini-rant with a puffed-up chest and a pout, though... it quickly melts away into her usual happy smile after a few fleeting moments.<br> <br>The record comes to an end, and flipped over by a latex fox, this side contains more seemingly looping jazz. This side fortunately seems to be better quality, surprisingly much less scratchy. One last table is setup by the ferals moving things around before they all vanish into the back, all save one of the bouncer foxes from out front, not the russian one though. The fox points towards the punch table, speaking with much better english. "Welcome, eat, drink, be merry! It's a party, what do you expect to be doing?" |
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The Toy factory is unusually busy today, clockwork ferals moving stuff in and out, a large pile of trash outside on the curb. Two particularly large clockwork fox guys guard the entrance, and appear to have set up a 'coat check' sort of system right outside the front doors. There are however, multiple (admittedly crude) signs pointing towards the toy factory, with a single word. "Party!"
A "party" at the toy factory? Well, Rorne's definitely curious about this, though also extremely cautious. Either way, she decides to take a look to see what's going on. She is a bit nervous, unsure as to what's going to happen, but does slowly approach, wings softly folded against her back.
Lap wiggled excitedly, skipping cheerfully through the streets. She'd heard some talk about a party, with toys! It sounded so delightful, so perfect to the feral rubber cow toy. She'd be right at home, maybe she'd even get some people to milk her or suckle from her. Squeaking as she bounded down the street she saw a familiar face, throwing her arms around Rorne and squeezing her tight. "Miss Rorne! It Lap! Lap Dog! But Lap is Lap Leaking Moo now! Is Miss Rorne leaking? Lap Moooo can help if Miss Rorne need! Oh! Is Miss Rorne going to the party? Lap Moooo hope so! Parties are fun!"
Razz Arrives and Frowns he was here as a cop, a 'party' at the Toy factory was either genuine or... REALLY bad. "Oh hey Rorne.." he nods to her and eyes the Lapdo-Moo. "soooo I'm unfortunatly not here for... the 'party' I'm most here to see if it's.. not... A trap or somsuch." he sighs "Toys are Tricksy-No offense lap." the husky grumbles, frowning at the Foxes the Signs.. everything.
Kazel is, to those who know her, much smaller than usual today. Nevertheless, the quadrupedal dragon is still the size of a large horse as she lands in front of the toy factory and folds her wings behind her back. She looks around for a bit, stretching out her long neck, before walking over to the entrance.
Lilac hurries in a few minutes after Lap arrives, huffing tiredly. The rather large kemo-bovine finally comes to a stop after catching up to the small latexy bovine, having to pause a moment to regin her breath before speaking. "Huff.. not.. not used to this anymore." She steps up to Lap and smiles, petting the little bovine affectionately before looking around at everyone else. She blinks as she looks up at Kazel, her eyes widening as she takes in the other.. creature's massive form. "Uuh.. wow." She looks at the toy factory entrance, then at Lap. "So.. uh.. I guess we can go to the party like you wanted to Little Lap."
Myung arrives a bit behind the rest, spying the small gathering outside the toy factory. Parties were a thing she was all for, but this one smelled a bit fishy. The gave the mostly-unfamiliar gathering a little wave on the way by, looking between the signage and the group of assorted cows and otherwise. "You all here for the, er, party..? I mean, it's sketch as hell, but I gotta admit that I wanted to show up just out of morbid curiosity if nothing else. I /do/ like parties."
The one of foxes out front approaches the gathering group, pointing to a sign behind where he was standing. "You want to come to party? Leave weapons out here, they'll be safe here." The fox guard points to a large box near the entrance. "Armor too. All goes in box. Once in box, you go inside." The fox is plain spoken, though with a somewhat heavy accent, maybe Russian? Regardless, he doesn't seem too threatening, at least no moreso than any other bouncer.
Luckily, Rorne doesn't have any weapons or armor, just clothing and medical supplies! Outside of, though, an M1911, which she does appropriately store in the large box, though not before making a mental note of the weapon itself. Looking to Lap, she giggles. "Of course you'd be here, you absolutely love parties. I'm just... curious about what's going on, is all." Back to Razz, she nods. "I'm in the same boat, mostly. Want to see what's going on inside." Looking back to the Ox and Myung. "Yeah, though I'm probably not going to be doing much 'partying,' admittedly."
Lap tilts her head as she looks at Razz, but her lips were already pouting in their fixed O shape. "What Mister Razz talk about? All toys are fun! Fun in our own way!" she said, then mooed as Lilac approached. She bounded over to the other cow and wrapped her arms around Lila. "Oh Yay! It'll be fun Mama Lilac! Lap Moooo prom-" Her eyes widen as she looked at the large dragn then pointed. "Big Dargon." Lap looks to the fox and nods her head, a smile breaking her O shaped lips for a moment. "Yep! Party! Fun time!" She looks to the guard then steps away from Lilac, patting down her body before shrugging. "Lap Moooo has no weapons, doesn't know how to use them!" Her ears flutter and she turns, wiggling her rear and lifting her tail. "Unless plug count as weapon! It big enough! Want Lap Moooo to remove?"
Razz Frowns "no Weapons?" he looks at Lap and rolls his eyes before sighing. "....fine..." he DEposits his Bag, Scian AND Claymore into the Box. "they BETTER be there afre all this though." the husksy nods at Rorne. "things I do in the name of the 'law' Eh?" atleast he still had his Claws and teeth if anything went tits up. "I most likly wont be partying much either... And honeslty I suspect theres actually an orgy going on inside."
Kazel smirks to herself at the comments her entrance has earned her, before letting out a friendly "Hoi," to the group that had gathered. She addresses the fox briefly, explaining that she has neither weapons nor armor and the passes inside through the door. She was not so sure about a party hosted by ferals, but party is party and it certainly beats sitting around all day till someone needs her aid. She squints at Razz. "I would hope not, those are just bad taste."
Lilac watches the energetic rubbery moo with all the worry of a mother, smiling softly at her antics. She looks up at the fox and nods. "I suppose we're going in yes. Uh.. no, no weapons on me. Not these days anyway.." She pats Lap's head as she looks around at the others, her eyes stopping on Kazel. "Big dargon indeed!" She giggles and starts to walk, heading into the toy factory but keeping an eye on Lap to make sure the lil' one is following. "Now, we have no real reason to think anything bad is happening here." She remarks to Razz. "Just.. uh.. stay away from the employee-only areas. From personal experience the factory floor itself can be a bit dangerous.."
Myung looks mock-aghast at Rorne's words, removing the guitar case from her back. "Hey, don't say that before you've even seen the shindig. Never know!" The chimeric mix of coyote and kitsune cracks the guitar case to peek inside, furrows her brow, then snaps it closed and surrenders the entire thing, along with a slim blade concealed up a sleeve. "Maybe it's better if I just... leave this here. I don't feel like sorting out the explodey things from the leftover sandwiches and spare clothes. I swear, though, if any of this stuff gets broken or stolen... there will be hell to pay." She glares at the fox on the way by, admittedly probably not as intimidating as she'd have liked. Her frown slants a little looking over the large feral dragon entering before her. "No fair. The dragon gets in but I can't bring my flamethrower."
Aaaaannnnd finally, one last notable figure would be immediately inside! A... winged coyote girl, from the looks of things. She seems to have managed to haul in her plushie past security, though chances are she gave up any other 'weapons' she had on her... those being... well, her lyre... an accordion... oh, and an acid gun, but hey, the plush doll she carries around with her looks like it seems to carry more than just a little personal value, judging by the slight markings of age on the thing. The girl seems to be rambling to herself. About what, though, is a question for another day.
The various ferals hauling things around occasionally stop to ask the girl where something should go, the seeming chaos still managing resemble some semblance of order. As Myung enters, the doors close behind the group, torches and lanterns of various sorts igniting and lighting up the factory foyer. The door to the rest of the factory is closed, with an occasional clockwork fox or pretty pony goes through the entryway, closing it behind them.
There are foodstuffs and a large bowl of punch on a table, and an old gramophone playing... something, maybe jazz? The recording is poor quality, only made worse by nanite degradation over the years.
"Oh! Cute! Look! Plushies! Lap Moooo wants a plushie!" Lap said, bouncing up and down eagerly as she pointed at the coyote. She quickly followed into the toy factory, mooing in her excitement as she skipped along. She moos in awe, skipping up to the table of food, looking over the spread, but opting largely for a a glass of punch, eagerly drinking it down, her rubber mouth making it hard to chew much of anything, though she did pick up a banana and look it over before snorting and putting it back down. "Do we get to play with the toy people? Lap Mooooo dont think they're toys like Lap Moooo but all toys are fun!"
Razz blinks as he enters and shrugs "Ok, so no orgy....yet.." he shoots lap a glance. "terrible music though" the husky cop nods slightly. "well Atleast it's not as bad as I thought it'd be-still not sure though..." he goes over to the table of foodstuffs and sniffs at it-not sure if he really wants to have any of it.
Kazel bends her neck to the side and squints as the door closes behind them. "We are not being locked in, are we?" She eyes the others that attend for a while, before putting her focus on the hostess and the ferals that are hurrying all about the place. The ridge of her brow rises slightly, but the dragon has no further words right now, waiting to see where this goes.
Lilac follows Lap inside, keeping close and keeping an eye on her as she goes about. She chuckles. "The plushies are nice, aren't they?" Could always get her one later, to be honest.. She steps towards the table of refreshments and looks over the whole thing curiously, reaching over to pluck a piece of fruit out of a bowl and giving it a quick nibble. "Mm.. " She looks up at the dragon, then at the door and notes it has been closed behind them. "Uh.. I guess the venue is at capacity already?"
Myung tenses a little as she passes by each feral, but steadily relaxes as the crackle of degraded music nears and the procession comes to the foyer. "Well... this seems innocent enough so far. Y'know, aside from the fact that the music sucks and I left my guitar at the door. The last hope for the party is gone." she laments insincerely, beelining for the punch bowl. The lone winged coyote gave her a moment's pause before she gets herself a cup... another non-feral? She looks back over her shoulder at Kazel and snickers at Lilac's observation. "Methinks the scaled one probably capped them out in short order." The closing of the doors does leave a slight uncertain frown on her face, but...
With a giggle, Rorne looks about, watching the ferals move around, actually maintaining some level of order! It's quite fascinating, and her eyes make their way to the one they occasionally go to. Curious, she definitely is, of this person! Either way, though, she looks to the others around, chuckling and shrugging. "I'm not one for parties, honestly. Never really have been." She looks to Lap, nodding. "All toys are fun, yes! You just need to figure out how they wull be." To Razz, she chuckles, "It is terrible, and no orgy at present. Not sure how long that'll be, though." She gives a glance to the dragon, giving a little nod to her, and then lastly the vulpine! "You never know, I'd think. From what I've heard, you should easily be able to find something to do, especially if there are poeple you know."
The winged coyote girl would almost instantly spin around the moment her ears picked up on the sounds of the new entrants, and she does! With a bit of a giggle and a warm smile, too, as she strides on up to the newcomers! "Hi, hi! Welcome! I'm, uh..." she pauses for a bit. "I'm Riva, yeah! I'm so-so glad you could come~" Seems the girl's in one of her more 'normal' moods at the moment, as she hugs her plushie to her chest. "Mister Magic and I were getting lonely," Riva remarks idly, before her wings twitch. "E-Er, and... oh, right! Names, names! You haven't given me your names! That's very rude of you, yes, yes, quite rude! Riva's insulted! Apologise by giving your names! Harrumph." The girl finishes her mini-rant with a puffed-up chest and a pout, though... it quickly melts away into her usual happy smile after a few fleeting moments.
The record comes to an end, and flipped over by a latex fox, this side contains more seemingly looping jazz. This side fortunately seems to be better quality, surprisingly much less scratchy. One last table is setup by the ferals moving things around before they all vanish into the back, all save one of the bouncer foxes from out front, not the russian one though. The fox points towards the punch table, speaking with much better english. "Welcome, eat, drink, be merry! It's a party, what do you expect to be doing?"
