1706/The Happiest Day of Our Life

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The Happiest Day of Our Life
Date of Scene: 28 July 2017
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Indigo, Viridian, Gothic Lolita, Star-Lord




Indigo has posed:
    They've chosen a location on Xandar Prime's equator, a tropical island beach with soft, green sand near a crescent moon bay in which the ocean whispers and rushes but never crashes. It's a popular wedding location, and Indigo refuses to comment on whether she hacked Xandar's government registry and altered their files to claim use of the site for the day. Viri's family is here; Indigo's family, the Guardians of the Galaxy, are here. The gynoid herself stands before Peter in a traditional Xandarian wedding gown, a multi-piece wrap of silk, barefoot in the warm sand, within reaching distance of the woman she's unable to live without. Her pulse flutters nervously in her neck but her smile is brilliant and her hands ache to take Viri's. Soon.
    There's not much for entertainment. Peter was implicitly welcomed to provide whatever touches he wanted as long as they didn't conflict with Viridian's. No doubt there's some awesome music playing near the buffet tables a small way down the beach, full of food Indigo herself cooked for all her friends and loved ones.

Viridian has posed:
    Viridian has been a bit of a hyperactive mess. She's been zooming around making sure everyone is settled, that the tables are set out properly and the venue is clearly marked to avoid unwanted guests wandering in after smelling Indigo's cooking. She keeps busy, dashing up and down the beach in a way that might cause a person to forget she can't actually walk if they somehow overlook the exoskeleton that does the work of supporting her weight.
    Then Viri's parents arrive. There's a lto of glaring on Viridian's part but after a few seconds of tense standoff Viri's mother- a matronly redheaded woman- and her father (a brusque, bald headed, salt and pepper bearded Pink Xandarian named Philip) both turn like they may be about to leave.. Then Viri dashes after them and throws her arms around her mom. There's crying afterward.
    Eventually the father of the bride conveys her to the sand to stand beside her fiancee. At some point VIri too changed into the traidtional wrapped silk gown. She carefully climbs down from her exoskeleton to stand, somewhat wobbly, in the sand less then a meter to Indigo's right.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Near the brides, the other gynoid, having shed her normal high heels to pad barefoot on the sand (because trying to walk on heels in sand is contraindicated), is fussing gently over the pair. She had to rush a bit more than she'd have liked to get those gowns done in time, especially with entirely new patterns, fabrics, and designs she hadn't really worked with before. lucky Xandarian gowns are a bit more elegantly simple than hugely complex. Also, they asked her politely to not add more frills. Still, Lolita has been working constantly or the past few days to find just the right look that both women preferred. Now it's just a matter of making sure they look their absolute best in them, which has required some dashing back and forth between the two.

    On top of that, the petite mecha is almost uncharacteristically brimming with energy, her usual patient, cheerful attitude having been boosted by what, she is unashamed to admit, is simple excitement and pleasure over being part of what's going on. She honestly can't remember when her cognitive systems have been so...pleased. Happy? Even joyous. It's not her wedding, obviously, but she's grown very fond of both the brides in the short time she's known them, and, well, she's a sucker for the pure romance of it. It does odd things to her emotional subroutines. She's had to put the section of her processor devoted to her love of cute on a permanent rapid dump, to avoid letting out more embarrassing squees, in an attempt to save her dignity that hasn't always been successful today.

    She hums to herself as she finishes adjusting Indigo's dress (having gotten to Viri's just before her parents arrived), cocking her head thoughfully, her eyes sparkling a bit. "...there...yes....that's perfect..." she says softly, stepping back as she looks the two over with a professional eye as they stand side by side, smiling cheerfully at them both. "I don't think I could do any better than that."

Star-Lord has posed:
    Perhaps the only person that's not dressed for the occasion is the person that should be dressed for the occasion. Actually, he's kind of dressed for the occasion but it doesn't really work out well. Or it works out too well because it's Peter Freaking Quill.

    Quill's wearing a standard pair of terran beach shorts that are white with a silhouette of some random palm trees around the legs of the shorts. Above that he's rocking a serious Tuxedo T-Shirt and thrown over that is a loud trifecta of orange, yellow and purple all wrapped up into one jacked up mess of a Hawaiian shirt. Shoeless and fancy free, Peter's also wearing a pair of Ray-Xands, black lensed with purple frames. He pops his gum as he walks across the sand and off towards where he definitely should be standing to get this show on the road.

    There are quite a few fine ladies of varying types around and he takes a moment to smile or wink at any of them. Or all of them. Probably some twisted combination of both considering that this wedding is probably going to have The Milano rocking back and forth all night. Or most of the night. Or whatever, it's space, there are none of these foolish things such as time!

    Peter wanders up to the podium from which he's going to handle all this marriage business and he offers a big smile to those that are paying attention. "Man. What a kickass turnout, right?" Peter's probably just a little nervous or something. "Viri, which one's your Mom? That one?" He gives a nod. "Hot. But off-limits, right. Got it." He just offers a quick glance in Viri's direction to make sure he was right about that. "So like, when do I start? When I want? I should probably start, huh? Yeah, you're right. I'll start."

    Peter takes a deep breath and raises his hands over his head. "DEARLY BELUSHI!..." Oh god. What have they done. They have made Peter Quill the officiator of this wedding. For Shame.

Indigo has posed:
    "I don't think anyone could have done better," Indigo compliments Lol, sparing anxious but fond glances toward Viridian that treble and vanish into a blur of tears as she sees Viridian and her mom (their mom, in a few minutes) reconcile. This day couldn't be any better. She knuckles tears away without worrying about the makeup she isn't wearing--the ablative coating of her synthaflesh doesn't hold makeup well; it quickly slides off--and looks for someone to hug and spots Peter, but he's already steamrolling over her, over everyone. Her smile couldn't be wider. Dear Peter.
    Indigo reaches for Viridian's hand and takes it. It's technically not a sanctioned part of a Xandarian wedding, but even if she'd been able to repress the urge to hold Viri's hand, she'd still want to be there to help catch her if necessary.

Viridian has posed:
    Viridian squeezes Indigo's hand firmly but she continues to stand under her own power. Her left foot twithes slightly, toes dragging through teh sand and leaving tracings that prove that Viridian was here,a d that she was on two feet when she was. Blue eyes study Peter intently while the girl listens intently to what the man is saying. Her hair is shifting toward the hues of the dress now, managing multi-coloured as easily as single colours.
    Viridian mouths the words. "Dearly Belushi?" Then she glances at Indigo and bluinks beforel ooking back to Peter. No words, no complaints. Just obvious mild confusion. Philip and Margaret stand not too far away and watch the wedding. Philip is crying a little bit while Margaret stares fixedly and fights the urge to do the exact same thing.
    "What's a Belushi?" Margaret asks Philip.
    "I think it's a whale of some kind. Tha Quill fellow's a Terran y'know."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Lolita beams at the pair, then quickly steps to the side as Peter begins, taking her place over by Viri's parents next to her father, reaching down automatically to lift her skirt a little bit to avoid dragging it in the sand as she makes quick mincing steps over. She smiles at the parents of the bride, nodding politely to them as she stands beside them. Luckily there's only one section for everyone else at the wedding pretty much, as she'd have to figure out if she was on the bride's side, or the other bride's side otherwise. Or stand in the aisle, she supposes? She's not sure on the protocol for that on Xandar.

    As she takes her place, she lifts her hat, flipping it over to tug out a delicate, lacy red hankerchief trimmed in black, before putting the little tophat back in place. She is prepared! She could shut off the automatic features of her exoshell regulating emotional excretions - but she really doesn't want to.Thus, she's going to need it. And spent a little extra time sewing it special for just this occasion.

Star-Lord has posed:
    Peter offers a wink to the Bride Couplet while keeping that big grin of his on his face. He has no idea what he's doing but he's doing it anyway. Because that's what Captains do. They do for their crew and they make it happen. See what I did there?

    "We are gathered here today on this momentous occasion of awesome to bear witness to a pair of badass babes. This kickass couple has had my back since... well, time doesn't seem to pass when these two are in the room. They light us up with their love and their cherishment of each other. It's awesome. It's just awesome." Peter's going off the top of his head right now because he doesn't have any notes or anything. He's just winging this.

    "Now, before I get down to the nitty gritty and send this girls off to Paradise City, is there anybody here that's going to pull a grand gesture and try to stop this wedding? Because if you are, allow me to point out two /serious/ reasons why you should rethink that..." Peter raises a hand and off to the side Groot stands up taller than he was a few moments ago and on the other side is Rocket... who cocks a giant cannon that's twice his size. Peter smiles, "So yeah. I suggest holding your peace."

    With that said, Peter looks at the Bride Babes and offers a bit quieter, "I know you both said yes to the dress but are you doing your own vows or should I roll with this?"

Indigo has posed:
    Indigo accesses her strangely detailed data files regarding Earth customs to fill Viridian in (to the degree that the pun will ever make any sense, anyway) as she squeezes the hand of the woman who will only be her fiancee for a few more minutes, tops. She's suppressing laughter here: Peter is bombastic, but strangely sensitive, and it's not worth the risk he'd think she was laughing at him. She shoots Lol a grateful look before the other gynoid steps away, just a little glance to thank her for everything, and holds her peace until prompted by Peter to speak. She clears her throat.
    "Viridian... I'm unique in the universe, as far as I know. But that doesn't bother me. I don't feel lonely because of it, so I didn't fall in love with you because you accept me, because you bring me acceptance and understanding like gifts. I fell in love with you because the person you are is so kind, so creative, so intelligent. I fell in love with you because you're so brave and strong. I don't want you to give me gifts; I want to give you the gift of the best me I know how to be, because that's what you deserve. You make me want to be better, and I promise I'll spend my life honoring that."

Viridian has posed:
    Peter spends his entire speech saying oddly funny, endearing things and Viridian is smiling at him. Blue eyes are glittering as she studies the mean intently throughout his speech, trying to make sense of all the infromation coming her way. When Indigo explains about John Belushi she findsh erself rolling her eyes but that gesture is still accompanied with a fond smile.
    Then it is time for Indigo to speak. Viridian listens and looks like she might respond. But there's more. Then she is gapign at the gynoid as the words are finished and their meaning begins to settle in. "I..." Viridian swallows hard, pauses, and then takes a deep breath. "I don't-" Another beat. Then Viri is crying.
    It's clearly not a practiced cry to make the moment more poignant. Nor is it a controlled crying that will be done in momentswhiel allowing the girl to vent her feelings in asocially acceptable way. No, it's an ugly cry. VIridian's face is splotched with red and tears stream down her cheeks as her nose scrunches up and her jawsets and she simply sobs helplessly for long seconds, staring at Indigo while she does.
    Finally the half-Xandarian throws up her free hand and shouts, "Just marry us already, Peter!" Flailing as her cheeks are turning bright red. However as Viri speaks her hair shifts to its rarest colour. It turns viridian.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    There's a faintly audible sniff from the audience, as Lolita starts daubing at her eyes delicately with her hankerchief, set off by Viri's tears. She can't help but smile softly as Viri just gives up on putting it into words...but it's evident enough how she feels, and how Indigo feels and that's...just ALL the feelz.

    Oh dear, she's totally going to ruin her mascara, and she doesn't care.

    The other gynoid continues to sniffle a bit, tears running down her cheeks even as expertly swipes at them to avoid any unsightly streaks, her eyes turning back to Peter as Viri makes her emotional demand.

Star-Lord has posed:
    There's a lot of crying going on and Peter just kind of stares from behind his shades. It has more to do with whatever sun situation is going on than trying to be cool, y'know, the reason he's wearing those shades. And it's certainly not to hide the fact that he may even tear up during some of this. No sniffing on his part because he's got one more thing to do.

    "Okay!" Peter grins and holds his hands up above his head and almost out to the crowd. "By the Power of Grayskull that has been invested in me by this totally legit and legal paperwork acquired through legal means..." Peter cuts his eyes over to a random Nova Corp in attendance, "... I, STAR-LORD OF EARTH, now pronounce you Wife and Wife. Or as I like to call it: Heaven."

    Peter grins and takes a step back because he knows there's going to be a music cue and applause and what not. "You may now sha-la-la-la-la oh my... kiss the girl."

Indigo has posed:
    Of course Indigo embraced her wife as soon as the crying started. How could she not? She stepped into the woman she loves and held her close, sharing her presence and her love with Viridian until finally they're married. She shoots Peter a big smile of gratitude, then cranes her head back from Viri's shoulder to softly kiss her wife, noses brushing one another's. The kiss ends with Indigo's forehead pressed to Viri's, her eyelids twitching because her lashes keep brushing against her wifes, a little irritant she endures with a beatific smile on her face as she hugs her lawfully wedded wife.
    Or, well, duly wedded wife. Commonlaw wife. Oh, whatever, paperwork doesn't matter. Viri matters.

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    There's a 'sneeerrk' as Lolita blows her nose. There's no way to do that delicately, so she doesn't really bother. She goes back to dabbing at her eyes with the other side of the hankie. To compound her loss of dignity, that's when she can't help but let out a loud 'squee!' of happiness, before she then breaks into applause as the two kiss, beaming happily as she sniffles at the pair, her internal HUD marking the pair with a big heart over both.

Star-Lord has posed:
    There's usually a chorus of cheering and all that that happens in this part in the movies and Peter's pretty sure that's going on this time too. He gives a wave of his hand to signal to the DJ or the Band or whatever's taking care of the music in this part of the wedding and cues up some Xandarian Wedding Funk.

    "Alright! Party time!" Peter says and he starts sliding towards the dance sand (as opposed to dance floor, ha!) to shaketh his groovy thangeth! All the while, he can't even believe he just pulled that off.

Indigo has posed:
    Oh no you don't, Peter. Hydraulic fingers seize his wrist before he can leave, and he's pulled into Indigo's one-armed embrace to be given a firm kiss. "Thank you so much, Peter," she whispers into the human's ear before releasing him to dance, and then she's receiving everyone who wants to come up and wish them well. Each person is welcome to an arm and a kiss, especially her new parents, whom she greets with a misty-eyed smile and a promise of, "Thank you so much for being here. I couldn't be more grateful."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    At least, given the rest of the line, Loli has a little time to get her tear ducts properly under control, dabbing carefully. Little bit of run to her makeup, but not terrible at all, she decides. She's sort of following the line along reflexively as she focuses on that, pausing to tuck the hankerchiefs away after folding it up neatly as it vanishes down her cleavage.

    As she gets close, she belatedly realizes that Indigo is giving everyone the arm and kiss, and feels herself turning slightly shy by the time she gets up to her. Though she does lean in to give her a careful hug and a kiss on the cheek. "You'll be even more wonderful together...' she says gently to the two.

Star-Lord has posed:
    Quill narrows his eyes behind those shades for a moment because he wasn't prepared to be grabbed and kissed like that. It would knock his socks off if he was wearing any. Instead, he gets all kinds of sand up in his toes. When the kiss is over, the glasses are askew as he's finally released. "Don't take too long of a honeymoon, alright? I got a lot of gigs lined up." With that said, Peter turns and twirls his way to the dance sand! Time to hook up with some bridesmaids!

Indigo has posed:
    Cheek kiss? Bah and fie to that! Indigo accepts the peck, but kisses Lol as firmly as she has everyone else. Let there be no question that she's joined in love with each person present. "Thank you for being her, Lol. That would have been an honor even without all the help you gave us." She squeezes the gynoid close, then releases her with a smile. "You should dance with Peter. He thinks you're a princess." Pause. "I'm fairly sure he was being metaphorical about it."

Gothic Lolita has posed:
    Loli's eyes widen as she's pulled into the kiss, her cheeks getting quite red before she's released. "Yes...it was my pleasure..." she says, putting a hand to her cheek as she rubs it a little. "Mm, do you think so?" She looks over to where Peter is, then smiles at Indigo. "As long as I may reserve a dance for each of you." she says cheerfully, then starts padding towards the dance floor, where she slides up to try and catch Peter's arm gently. "Would you like to dance, Captain Quill?" she says solemnly, peering up at him, a little twinkle in her dark eyes.

Star-Lord has posed:
Peter is actually in the middle of doing the Thriller Dance because he's just that much of a weirdo that would do the wrong dance at a wedding. It's really just how he deals with things. Dancing is his anti-drug. He's in the middle of doing a Michael Jackson spin when his arm gets touched and he whirls to spot the Lolita that is Gothic. "Oh hey! Princess Rescued A While Ago." He doesn't remember her name. "Let's see if you can keep up with these moves." Cue Dance Scene.

Viridian has posed:
    "You know, I don't think they're supposed to get to dance before us. I don't really mind but we should probably get out there and show them how it's done." The now indigo haired Xandarian flashes a bright smile at htose close enough to see it and then breaks into a delighted laugh. Afterward the girl clicks her heels.

Viri is always building weird things. Rocket likes weaponsand Viri... She likes gadgets. The anti-grav lifts that Viridian put into her shoes activate with a soft whoosh and then she's laugh as she tugs Indigo with her toward the dance floor. "I guess we can literally dance o nair this time," she offers, blue eyes glittering. "I love you. S omuch. You're a part of me and all being married has really done is told the entire unvierse what we already knew. Now move it, robot girl! Before Star-Bot outdances us at our own wedding!"

Indigo has posed:
    Indigo laughs as she dances with her wife in midair. She'll never show up Star-Lord--for one thing, she got all her best moves from him--but she's precise and measured as she takes Viridian out for loops and spirals above the dance floor. The happiness of movement is just too intoxicating, and to share it with her wife and their family...
    Sooner or later, they have to part. Duties to attend to, and all that. At her wedding, at the one day of her life most about her and her fiancee, Indigo can't help it: she's working mostly as a waiter, serving the guests food she made herself while Viridian receives for both of them. The bond between them is too deep for something as trivial as twenty feet of distance and a little menial labor to actually separate them. Indigo and Viridian are transmitting and receiving every moment, held together by a form of telepathy broadcast on the infrasombre emotional subspectrum, where even their love is a simple fact accepted as an imperative without fanfare. Even so, Indigo stops her service often to come over to her wife, to embrace her, kiss her, talk animatedly with her and her new family: there's little substitute for the physical immediacy of a good hug.
    The party carries on into the night, as it's meant to. No torches or lights are set up. Xandar's coral is luminous, and it forms a symbiotic relationship with the solar-powered algae particles that float on ocean's surface. The beach is lit by elf-light from within and atop the sea, inviting the remaining guests to jump in and swim. Several take up the invitation.
    It's the best day of Indigo's life.