#cportpride

That was why, when he saw Marley in the distance, watching the karaoke with her undivided attention....well, he couldn’t help but think that this was a very good way to busy his mind. Walking over with a beer in his hand, he leaned towards her, nudging her lightly with his elbow, “Twenty bucks the next song’s gonna be a Whitney Houston one." He joked with a warm smile, motioning with his other hand towards the stage. 

@marroses

WHAT: “Oh wow, that was unnecessary.”

WHEN: 6/15, afternoon

WHERE: Knights Park

Knights Park was a hive of activity, people milling around, soaking up the sun and the generally happy atmosphere that was common with Pride activities. It was Sam first time attending such an event--at least in Castleport--and it was nice to see the town’s enthusiasm for any kind of holiday extend to pride month. The bright colors, rainbow decor, and positive feeling was a pleasant switch up from the past public events, and Sam was hoping it’d stay that way. 

He nodded a few people he knew while grabbing a drink, sticking to bottled water when his attention focused on a voice over a loudspeaker. There, under a vibrant banner, boasting the name of Clarington Properties was a dunk tank and Sam couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He’d seen the article in the Gazette and figured it was both the paper and the Clarington’s attempt at winning some good faith. 

So far--to his annoyance--it seemed to be working. There was a sizeable crowd around the dunk tank...most likely people taking advantage of a chance to literally topple one of Castleport’s elite. No telling how Hunter had been roped into the madness, but Sam was sure, judging from the cheap shot in the paper about him being a ‘proud part’ of the community, it wasn’t exactly willing. The cheers rising from the crowd meant someone had hit their target and Sam could picture Hunter’s tight scowl and he might’ve laughed a little at the thought. He was still bothered, but he could at least say hello. The crowd had thinned and he found Hunter behind the dunk tank, in a curtained off section and he picked up a fluffy rainbow-patterned towel and tossed it at his friend. “Wow. Well that was unnecessary. There’s gotta be an easier way to cool down in this heat.” 

EVENT: PORT PRIDE 

Below is a list of starters we’ve created for interactions throughout the PORT PRIDE weekend. Since we’re a smaller group it’s possible for all characters to speak to one another with this particular event, stretched out over the course of a weekend. So we would like for everyone to have at least ONE interaction going with every character, either TEXTS or F2Fs. The starters can be used more than once, so feel free to take advantage of them or make up your own. Have fun! (And you never know who might be listening in!)

PORT PRIDE WEEKEND SENTENCE STARTERS: 

"Where are you? I'm alone and covered in glitter." 

"What are we singing for karaoke?" 

"Have you left yet? Maybe we can go to the BBQ together." 

"Do you have any spare body paint? All mine's rubbed off."

“Silicone breastplates motorboats vs. real boobs motorboats.....it’s a tie, definitely a tie.

’‘Guess who I just saw buying erotic lesbian fiction books at Novel Idea!” 

“Do you think a five by nine foot pride flag is too much, or too little to hang outside of my place?”

“Um, is that Mr. Figgins in full drag lip-synching to Purple Rain, or...?”

"I am way too sober for this." 

"Wanna head to the beach?" 

"Twenty bucks the next song's gonna be a Whitney Houston one." 

"Who knew Castleport could pull off a decent pride weekend." 

"I'm gonna be nursing this hangover all afternoon and it's all your fault." 

"Oh wow, that seems very unnecessary." 

"Challenging a drag queen to a dance off? Not the best idea you've had."

"We'll stay for an hour and then leave."

"Hey. Mind if I sit here?" 

"What are you wearing for the BBQ? I don't wanna be the only one in a cape." 

"We're not allowed to boo the performers, are we?"

“I actually got off my couch and paused Chernobyl to watch this, it better be good.” 

"Damn, I think I left my wallet at home. Can you spot me for a coffee?” 

Glancing around for a friendly face, he noticed Sam and paused. Ever since he told him about what happened, the message he got about his father being involved and the emails he told Sam about, there was radio silence from the blonde. Taking a deep breath, he thought that this was at least a good ice breaker, and he pursed his lips together as he made his way over to Sam. “Um, is that Mr. Figgins in full drag lip-synching to Purple Rain, or…?” Ryder said through a small chuckle, shaking his head as he eyed the stage before going back to Sam with a little smile, “And here I thought I’d really seen it all.”

@inkedsevans

Even if Ryder wasn’t a part of the LGBTQ community, he supported it, and he wasn’t going to listen to his father at the request he put a shirt on and tidy up. So he just walked away, shaking his head as he ignored the glare in the back of his head, rounding the corner as he sighed under his breath, “I am way too sober for this." He ran into Mason, stepping back a bit so he didn’t pummel the guy, “Sorry dude.”

@mascnsmccarthy

It seemed as if the universe answered his question however, because not moments later Hunter appeared and he walked over with a motion to the phone still in his hand, “Hey dude, I just called you, I was wondering where you were at....” He greeted with a small smile, sliding the phone back into his pocket as he nodded, “Kudos to you volunteering for the dunk booth, although it’s a smart idea because of how fucking hot it is out.”

@hcclarington

sam: was the two-song encore last night totally planned or were you just winging it?