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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: midii une,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † abigail hobbs,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † asbel lhant,
- † assorted characters,
- † ava ayala,
- † balthazar,
- † bianca reyes,
- † billy kaplan,
- † bryn zethir,
- † bucky barnes,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dick grayson (comics),
- † dorian gray,
- † frank zhang,
- † galatea,
- † greed,
- † isaac lahey,
- † jack harkness,
- † jaime reyes,
- † jim kirk,
- † jor-el,
- † king richard,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lan fan,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2003),
- † leonardo (2012),
- † lin beifong,
- † loki laufeyson (616),
- † lord henry wotton,
- † makoto kino,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † mark grayson,
- † olivia dunham (alt),
- † pavel chekov,
- † percy jackson,
- † prussia,
- † rachel dare,
- † rebecca holiday,
- † robert lutece,
- † rosalind lutece,
- † scott lang,
- † scott mccall,
- † shayera hol,
- † stiles stilinski,
- † stocking anarchy,
- † tazendra,
- † tobias matthews,
- † tony stark (616),
- † toph bei fong,
- † toro raymond,
- † una persson,
- † wakahisa seiryuu,
- † wanda lehnsherr,
- † youko nakajima,
- † zelgadis greywords,
- † éponine thénardier
Event | Sinbrilee | Bacchanal
Characters: Any and all!
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.
Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.
This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.
Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).
Here, well... Here is where the party begins!
Food & Drink | Music, Discussions, & Dancing | Wrestling & Competitions
Date: August 24 - 30th
Location: Sinbrilee
Situation: An ancient festival of an ancient city, all are welcome at the Bacchanal!
Warnings/Rating: Please label threads as appropriate.
Death and destruction cannot curtail the single most important festival celebrated by the denizens of Sinbrilee: The Bacchanal! The ghosts in and about the city have begun to gossip about high fashion and festivities, sending any that inquire to the Amphitheatre -- a grand, circular structure nestled in the west side of the city.
This structure bore the fall of Sinbrilee and the wear of time with dignity, having lost handfuls of archways and one long stretch of wall to crumbling decay. Despite this, it is obvious that the amphitheatre once hosted many a display and every more festivities than the mind can grasp. This was their solace and safety; here is where the people of Sinbrilee came to find the mind's escape from all that threatened them and their great turtle.
Ghosts have been busy throughout the week, clearing paths through debris and hanging great cloth banners of soft blues and greens to disguise the more blatant signs of its decline. Many hundreds of them shimmer and slid through the area, providing for tables upon tables of food, offering drink, and overseeing competition of sport and skill (some even denying death's non-corporeal curse to enter).
Here, well... Here is where the party begins!
FOOD & DRINK
There seems no limit to the scope or style of these foods, though there exists a most elegant theme to them. Most have been crafted to finger-sized portions for easy sampling and to make available the widest variety of flavours for any that come across these platters. Skewers of succulent meat, shavings of strikingly sweet fruit, and towers of pastries are the most commonplace, with the favoured dessert being a tree-shaped configuration of spun sugar that tastes like a cross between a strawberry and a walnut. Passersby may simply pluck a leaf or branch from it in order to take a taste.
Meanwhile, there are two dozen ghosts moving about and bearing a large jug half the size of a man between each pair. These possess the finest wines of varying dilutions, from the strongest taste to the slightest trace. This permits all to partake of the beverage, with the ghosts minding that no children dip their chalices (found upon the marble tables and free for use) within anything stronger than a grape juice.
Midii Une ✞ ota
[Donning a simple, youthful-looking flowery dress, the eleven year old felt completely out of place. She remained hidden in the corner, coming out just long enough to sample some of the food. Her eyes followed the countless figures drifting back and forth. Watching, but never joining in. The ghosts had startled her at first, but as time passed, even they proved themselves far more lively than her.]
[She didn't belong here. There was little point in staying. Nobody would miss her if she got up and left now, would they?]
[Quietly, so nobody would see--not that anyone seemed to notice her to begin with--she got up and started for the exit.]
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[It would probably have looked slightly better if he wasn't so aware of how good he looked, but still.]
[When Midii started moving towards the exit, he intercepted her smoothly.]
I do believe that spending your entire time at an occasions such as this without talking to anyone is considered strange.
[Calm voice, not accusing - merely pointing out a fact.]
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Maybe they have curry.]
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Re: FOOD & DRINK
Can't think why. Maybe it's that place. The things that doctor saw. He swallows some meat, studying the food and drink and the ghosts. The ghosts most of all.
Normalacy is hard.]
Re: FOOD & DRINK
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SORA + BONES;
[After all, who turns that down?]
[A formal event means he needs to bust out his own best clothes, and for several moments standing awkwardly next to her he feels as though he's with Ma going to church on Sunday. The thought makes him smile, genuinely, as he fetches food and generally tries to avoid being noticed. Neither of them are very good at being off-duty.]
[It's during one of these cautious forays into the crowd that he spots McCoy, and without so much as a how do you do pulls him over to meet Sora. Sure, they might have met professionally but Kyle doesn't particularly care, and he really hasn't thought this through besides "doctor friend, meet doctor colleague, now hang out and have fun". It shows in his cheerful, delighted cheshire-cat grin.]
[To Sora:] Soranik, this is McCoy - he's Starfleet.
[To McCoy:] This is my doctor. Best in the universe.
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Khan
Occasionally, he would take a casual glance about the amphitheater and show distant interest in what he saw. Dancing, music was to north and it was spared a look every now and then. Mostly, he seemed to be treating the party like his own personal theater.
Re: Khan
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marius pontmercy | open
And thinking of Cosette automatically switches him into a state of daydream, which, for unfortunate passers-by, also means that he might have collided into them by accident. He might have also spilled some of his wine on their clothing or shoes. Oops.]
Re: marius pontmercy | open
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Kino Makoto | Open
[She should probably be out on the dance floor with this gown, but she can't resist the lure of food. Okay, so maybe it's not very lady like, but she's piling her pate with whatever she can get her hands on...she might not have Usagi's appetite, but it was pretty close! Especially since it's been a while since she's come across such delicious food.]
[On top of that, if she wants to be successful in the culinary industry she'll need to broaden her sense of taste...and some of these morsels had interesting flavors.]
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Re: Kino Makoto | Open
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Clark Kent | OTA
The problem with these snack-sized portions is that it's really easy for them to fall on you and stain yourself when you're as clumsy as Clark is. And after deciding to wear the closest thing to 'formal wear' he had he'd feel bad staining it. He looks probably far too focused on eating a shaving of fruit...]
Re: Clark Kent | OTA
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god I just noticed he handed himself a napkin wow good job on that one
<3
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Scott McCall | open!
At least the food is good though. Scott's definitely not used to the fanciness of it so he's making the most of it by trying a bit of everything...
Except Scott and your character reach for the same food on the table, accidentally bumping hands. ] Oops, sorry!
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But thinking about her while she's gone won't help. He has to keep her out of her mind until she gets back (because she will, he has no doubt). And that's why he's chatting amiably with a friendly ghost at the end of one of the corners of the tables set for the food.
He's going to try to distract himself, yes, but actually trying to blend in will take a lot more.]
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Namorita (open)
Unlike the Masquerade, when Nita was covered more or less head to toe to hide some of her more obvious hybrid features, this time she's dressed in traditional Atlantean style, which would not be considered appropriate evening wear in most surface cultures, at least not in any venue that didn't prominently feature poles. Prepare to have that sentiment stuffed back down your throat if you vocalize it, however.]
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open!
People at the food tables with him might notice that everything on said plate happens to be some shade of blue. It's not like he always eats blue food, but he's missing home. Right now, he's making a second pass over the tables, trying to see if he's missed anything. Overhead flaps another mechanical sea gull.]
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Re: open!
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Billy Kaplan | OTA
But since no one seemed to care how much you took, or ate, Billy didn't feel the need to be self-conscious, like he would if dozens of eyes were waiting for him to hurry it up over by the tuna salad, because god forbid no one else got a little of that.
He was keeping an eye out for his brother, too. Tommy had to be going nuts over this one, and he wanted to make sure he got enough food for himself before the ghosts ran out, despite the fact that it all kept on coming.]
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Hal Jordan | this is my ic intro yep | Open
He's woefully out of place at the party in his Green Lantern uniform. But how was he supposed to know that this was a formal party? He just got here and he'd really like to get back to saving the universe.]
Anyone want to tell me what's going on here?
[Somebody didn't stay for the introductions.]
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I don't know why I went prose instead of following your lead. Sorry.
nah it's cool! I don't mind either way
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goddammit Michele
I had to intro at one point!
you could have made a post :c
but my post ideas were all dumb and only he's supposed to be dumb
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and it is a beautiful ic intro
I'm just trying to avoid a repeat of my ooc intro |D
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Consider this a test of the "Hal, no" warning system
it will be a most thorough test BD
That it will be
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HTML /fistshake
there there u_u
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Lan Fan + ota
He scanned the tables of delicious looking fare, just in case she had arrived before him, and occasionally picked up a bite or two of the finger foods.
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Closed; Korra, Jim, & Kyle
She placed her chin on her hand and looked out at the dance floor smiling. This had turned out to be one of the most stress relieving day she’s had in a very long time. Then she looked up at the sound of footsteps.]
Hey Jim, have a seat.
[A familiar face was always welcome, even after their little dream escapade. Nothing could break the fun she was having and the sedentary mood.]
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Stocking | Open
Ohh, is that a meringue puff?
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definitely okay!
yay! \o/
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Mark Grayson | OTA
And so he can be found at the food table, filling his plate full of anything that catches his eye, pausing several times at something he wasn't sure about. With an awkward smile he turns to the person next to him.] Hey, have you tried these by any chance?
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Éponine Thénardier | OTA
Éponine has spent much of the afternoon getting ready. Having already discovered that showers are perhaps the greatest thing invented, she has managed to wash the years of dirt and grime away from her face and hair. Somehow, she's found a simple dress in dark cranberry that leaves her forearms exposed, but most of her decolletage covered. It's the sort of thing she'd seen fancy ladies wearing in the streets, but never deigned to own.
And now here she is in such a gown, her hair pulled back wish a small ornament.
To those that knew her before, she's hardly recognizable.
With a chalice of wine, she walks about the food, tasting things here and there, practically moaning at the tastes. But you can't blame her, you would do the same if you had spent most of your life starving.]
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Tony Chu | open
Well, all he can do is wait for the ill feeling to pass, right? He's sitting in the corner watching the ghosts and guests pass by.
Wallflowering? No way. He's resting. Seriously.]
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Jaime Reyes | open
Jaime's been to more than a few parties in his day. Okay, maybe not this kind of party, but when his family has a big reunion, there's always great food, so of course he'd make a beeline for the tables, right? Right?
Whatever, no one can judge him. He's a teenager, his stomach is bottomless, and this tree thing tastes awesome.
Jaime can be found wandering about, sampling the different foods. He's not leaving until he tries a little bit of everything. Yes, everything.]
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ai haibara ➥ ota
Which was why, after much reluctance, she could be found in a short-sleeve, burgundy dress, but mostly keeping to herself. There wasn't much that she could see for someone like herself to participate in. Most of her time was spent with her back to the wall a cup of grape juice in hand.
Although she will make attempts every now and again to try and get even just a little wine. If she's going to try to resume her work on the antidote, she's going to need all the alcoholic samples she can get her hands on. It's proving to be terribly difficult though. ]
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OTA
She flits between the fruit and the meat and the desserts, unable to decide what she wants the most. Those gummy gems were filling but they have nothing on real food. Sadie hasn't had real food in about four days, too busy trying the gems, and now that she smells it she wants it.]
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