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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!

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If youcould find me a ghost wardrobe, I would be right there raiding it with you. [That's the kind of thing Catty lives for, tbh.

She laughs at his comment, before tilting her head at the wrestlers again. Definitely trainwreck syndrome. Well, mostly] Honestly? I don't think they can wrestle with clothes. Where would they put all the oil? [A beat] Wow, considering the mechanics of ghost oil is definitely way father than I wanted that thought process to go.

[And she's just going to sniff, mock-snobbish] I love no such thing. It's crass, and vulgar, and I seriously can't stop looking what's wrong with me.

We should go searching. [ He misses mischief. He's been pretty damn good for months.

Admit it. It's impossible to really look away for more than a minute. It's weirdly engrossing. ] You said it. Just saying. [ Hah. ] Forget the ghost oil. What are the mechanics of ghost genitalia? Or, ghost... [ Wait. ] No, you're right. We've taken it far enough.

[ She gets a HONEST TO GOD LAUGH out of him. Let the caps tell you how much that doesn't happen. ] When you find out, let me know, because whatever's wrong with you is wrong with me.

It... just doesn't end.

I am so on board with this idea, you don't even know. [A pause. Yup, staring again] Just...give me a minute.

[There's a snort, and then she starts to laugh again, along with him] Did you just bring up ghost boners? You totally did, oh my god. [Just going to nudge his shoulder a little. Catty Turner, being overly familiar since the early 2000s] Well, I'm glad I'm not alone in this awful fascination, at least.

Take your time.

[ He's not helping though. He tilts his head. How do they get into that position? ] Does it suddenly feel like we're watching porn? [ A look at her again. ] Wha - no, I - don't -- didn't mean to... [ Not really. ] Awful, awful fascination. [ He shakes his head. ] And... the smaller guy wins. What, did he get more points? Who's even keeping score?

[He brings up porn, and her cheeks turn a little red. Naked wrestling? Totally fine. Porn? Suddenly a prude] It does now. [a beat] I don't usually get my entertainment out of watching naked ghosts wrestle, I swear. Or naked anyone wrestling! Wrestling virgin, here. [Who lets me talk? You'd think dying would help you talk to guys better.

Catty takes a breath, and then smirks a little. Okay, so maybe it's sort of embarrassing, but it's definitely still funny] It's not what you've got, it's how you use it?

[ It totally did before. Don't lie, Catty. ] Also a wrestling virgin. Wrestling of all kinds. Naked including.

[ Not too embarrassing, don't worry. A pointed look. ] Clearly.

I'm trying to decide if I've like, improved as a person with this experience, or become morally worse of? [The way her voice lilts at the end turns the statement into a question, like she's looking for his input. Mostly because that's exactly what she's doing.

She just chuckles a little at that last comment] So, questions about naked skills aside, how long've you been on the turtle, Isaac? I'm pretty sure we haven't run into each other before.

I'd say a little from column a, a little from column b but I can think of morally worse things. [ Abusing your son. Doing nothing when a kid almost drowns. Turning two teenagers. Killing a bunch of people. Getting off scot free because you were just a stalker's puppet... He could go on. He's looking at you, kidnapping, murderous Alpha Twins. ]

A week or so. I'm brand new. [ He'd also remember if he'd run into you before. You're really pretty. But, he won't say that because a part of Isaac is still so socially awkward. He needs to find that balance of cockiness to humility. ] What about you?

Honestly? You and me both. [Like what she's about to do now. Curiosity killed the cat, they say. But satisfaction brought it back. And Catty has the name she does for a reason. What kinds of things does cute wrestling boy think are morally worse.

She slips into his mind, and just about falls right out of it again at the first thought. Abusing your son. She absently brushes a loose curl back behind her ear as she rides along his thought process. It only takes a couple of seconds before she decides that she definitely agrees with his assessment, and starts to withdraw. She catches the tail end of you're really pretty, though, and her lips tug up into a smile. From the outside, it mostly just looks like something funny has occurred to her]

Nearly three months! I...think. Goddess, has it really been that long? [She's been dead for three months. Now that's weird.] I was lucky, a friend of mind was here for a few months before me. She was able to fill me in on most of what's been going on around, here. [She wrinkles her nose a little bit] You're lucky you missed rations, though. Trying to make decent meals out of water and flour gets old super fast.

It's just nudity, right?

[ Engrossing, violent nudity. When she smiles, he too smiles in return. His is more tentative, like at any second this first meeting could go in the toilet. ] Rations? [ Not okay. ] That sucks. [ Quick and to the point. ] I have two friends here, too.

[She could blush again, or she could do what she does next, which is raise her eyebrows at him] You can strip first. [Then she blushes. She's not as cool as she wants to think sometimes.]

Mmhmm! The turtle was sick, and obviously this is an island. Things seem to be getting better now, though. [She's turned all her attention to Isaac now, having moved on from the naked wrestling. There's a light of curiosity in her eyes, prompted mostly by what does turning mean?. Obviously she can't ask that, but she's interested in him all the same]

That's lucky! Well - okay, I don't know that, maybe you had something really important going on back home. Still, it's nice not to be alone in new places. Unless you're going to tell me you're more of the lone wolf type, in which case I'm probably going to have to laugh at you a little bit.

[ Matching her bravado. ] Ladies first. [ He's a gentleman. Or, he tries to be. And this is really just a cowardly, excuse me uh, I don't... want to strip, thanks, kind of idea. But, on the surface, all bravado. ]

So it's like the turtle went through a recession? [ A sign of the times he comes from, Catty. ] Don't we all have something important going on back home? [ Important? Oh, Stiles' father was taken by their evil Druid English teacher as was Scott's mom and Derek's niece Cora was DYING and he was in a car with Peter Psychopathic former Alpha werewolf Hale. Things were actually shit. But, since he can't do anything about it, he doesn't dwell. Wolf. If you only knew. ] I was. My friend Scott and I are pretty close. But, it is nice to not be alone here. [ Speaking of. ] His friend, Stiles came up with the idea that we should be rotating roommates spending two days in my suite, two days in Scott's tree house... What do you think about that?

Oh yea, you're a real gentleman.

[A pause] A what? [A sign of hers :'D That, and the fact that she never paid attention in Economics.] And as for me, not really. I kind of got my important thing all wrapped up. Being here is definitely more interesting than anything I could be getting up to at home. [She blinks a little at the question] I think...this Stiles guy sounds either paranoid, or way into sleepovers. Why's he want to rotate?

Hey. I might be a gentleman.

[ He's fucking not. ] Recession. An economic recession. Is this another world differences thing? Am I going to have to explain high school again? [ That got annoying, sorry Margaery. ] He says it'll be safer. But, he mentioned my super fancy sweet - [ a head tilt town, is he smoldering? not on purpose! ] I'm in the fire sector.

[She winks] I might not be a lady.

[WOW OKAY, sometimes Catty wishes that she hadn't giving up her evil bitch persona so quickly, it had been a lot easier to be confident with flirting when she was pretending to embrace the dark side. She carries on a little hurriedly, ducking her head slightly] No, I'm definitely familiar with the concept of high school [Aaaand lifting her head a little to grin at him again] The practice of actually going to high school? Not so much.

Oooh. So your friend wants in on your mansion, huh? Honestly, the tree houses are pretty fun, too. Rotating could be fun, but I doubt you'd be that much safer. Unless there's like, something on this place specifically out to get you. In which case, I'd say don't rotate on a schedule.

[ Is she flirting?

He isn't sure. And he doesn't really know how to reply. He can fake mess with and flirt with Scott because it's a bro thing. But, girls don't flirt with him. Ever. Even whatever he has with Allison is deeper and weirdly... alluring? But, it's not flirting. But, she is cute. ] Were you kicked out? [ God, Isaac, not everyone was a missing fugitive. ]

So, rotate randomly? Tonight, let's go treehouse? [ A brief laugh. ] Maybe we can just leave clothing at each place so if we end up anywhere, we'll be good. You can only turn your underwear inside out so many times.

[Well that goes over like a tonne of bricks. Or at least, not as well as it could have. The temptation to sneak into his mind again to see what he's thinking is...way too tempting for Catty to resist, as it turns out. She takes another quick peek, just to figure out how she's doing. It's not like she was ever actually any good at this in the first place, she needs the help.

And he's...confused. Which isn't a win, but isn't a loss, either. It's actually kind of cute, although some of the thoughts she'd spied on from earlier hint at a few reasons why he's so confused. But that's definitely not her business. She has some moral boundaries. Most of the time.

Maybe she should just back off.] Honestly, I'm kind of surprised I wasn't. [She gives an easy shrug] I had better things to do, you know? I went in for soccer and physics, mostly. [She laughs a little] I got kidnapped twice, and they thought I ran away. [Catty that's probably not funny]

Right, so that way no one knows which place you're going to be at. Which... might get awkward in an emergency, but I guess we've got the consoles. [She laughs] You do know you can wash your clothes here, right?

[ Wait. No. The narration can't make Isaac realize his thought process is scaring away the pretty girl but if it could it would! ]

You got kidnapped. Twice. [ He says this as if he's reading off the daily forecast. Slightly sunny, chance of kidnapping. ] I'd get not bothering with school. [ And for the first time, outside of his caste, he decides to open up. Barely. ] I've only been kidnapped the one time. But, I went back to school. [ Not that he's judging or thinking she should. It's her business and her decision. ]

Even though we can only use our own unless we use the internet cafes. [ Inconvenient! ] Uh, yeah. Of course I do. [ He actually does. But, it's hard not to sound like a teenage girl. ] It was a joke.

[Catty's about to give a few more details about that whole kidnapping thing when he decides to return the favour. No prompting from her, or anything. It's kind of nice. Well, kind of horrifying that he got kidnapped, but making a connection with someone beyond cracking jokes over the network, that's nice.

Catty hesitates for a second, before deciding to grab the conversational bull by the horns. So to speak.] Do you - wanna go for a walk, or something? I mean, unless you were waiting for someone, I was just thinking that we've pretty much seen all there is to be seen here. [A beat, and then a smile. She's charming, really.] Literally.

[ It's something. Kind of nice. He doesn't do this. He should do it more. A walk. ]

Sure. Yeah. [ Wait, a pause, and closing his eyes. ] I mean, no [ Opening them eyes ] I'm not waiting for anyone. Scott came with Stiles. I came with me. [ Technically, he came with them but he's giving Scott to Stiles, tonight. It's a weird balance he's feeling out. ] So, yeah. I do. Let's walk. [ An encouraging, if hopeful yet inexperienced smile. ] And yeah. We've seen all there is to see.

[She bites her lip as he starts to trip over his words, but it's still very obvious she's trying not to laugh at him. Not meanly, or anything. She's mostly just enjoying the fluster.] Okay, then. Hey, maybe we'll get lucky and stumble across those ghost clothes.

[She gives a little gesture for him to follow her and starts to work her way through the crowd. They pop out under an archway, at the edge of the Amphitheater.] Goddess, this place is massive. Do you have anything like this in the world you come from?

Maybe. [ Does he sound excited? Or, not? He's trying!

He follows close behind, accidentally hitting someone with his arm. Whatever. Oh, they're outside of the archway now. He thinks about it for the second as they walk. Like this? ] Probably the Colosseum. But, it's in Rome. I've never been. [ But, that's what this reminds him of. ] There's probably stuff in Greece, too. [ This stuff is Grecian, right? Roman? He's not too, too sure. ] Did you know the first Olympics were performed completely naked? [ He overheard Stiles saying it thanks to werewolf hearing. Is that interesting information? ]

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[Yes Isaac, this is how you walk,. Catty lets the old conversation thread drop in favour of the new, her fingers absently trailing along the old stones.] Sounds like we're from the place. Or at least, a version of the same place. There are a lot of different Earths out there. I never went, either. [The past tense is unconscious, like she's given up on seeing Earth again.]

There's definitely[She laughs a little at his comment] You know, I've learn a lot about Ancient Greece over the years, but I somehow managed to miss out on that part. I guess I was more focussed on the myths.

Yeah, I'm from Earth. And a small town in California. Beacon Hills? [ He waits for some form of recognition. ]

Got a favorite one?

Beacon Hills, I don't know. But I still find it funny that you can end up a whole dimension away on the back of a giant turtle and still end up running into someone from the same state. I grew up in LA.

[She smiles, turning her face up to the ceiling.] There's one that you could say is the most important to me. The moon goddess, Selene, fell in love with a mortal shepherd, Endymion. Every night, she'd abandon her chariot as she drove the moon across the sky to go and see him. But because she'd abandoned her duty, Zeus cursed Endymion to an eternal sleep. Selene went back to pulling the moon across the sky, except for a few nights a month when she would visit him in the cave while he slept. Even though they couldn't be together, their love endured. [There's a pause] The Greek gods could be kind of jerks. Always taking it out on the mortals.

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idk why but this entire thread... lmao

LMAO it's beautiful i love it

as do i. as do i. looove catty

aah thank you! you do a rad isaac c:

alfdfafag <3 ahhhh ty

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