Event | Sinbrilee | Bacchanal

[ironwood]

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

Comments

[saisamour]

[I-IS IT REALLY THAT ODD. D8

Marius turns a faint shade of red at that reaction and looks almost relieved when the man changes topic!]

I have not. Is it interesting?

[bereavements]

[ Without a break, a little bit odd. But not THAT odd. ]

It's naked. [ Said so nonchalantly. Totally what you wanted to hear, isn't it, Marius? ]

[saisamour]

[COUGH HACK SPUTTER.

Marius pales considerably and looks like he's just about to faint.]

M-Monsieur...? [BECAUSE, YOU KNOW, HE JUST MIGHT HAVE HEARD IT WRONG??]

[bereavements]

It's naked wrestling. It's all very Roman. In ancient times all the Olympics were done naked. Which... had to hurt, right? [ What? What's the big deal? ]

[saisamour]

I... [Of all the things to emulate from the greatness of Rome...

Also why are all these future people so flippant about nakedness omg he certainly hopes there are no female contestants! Or else you will be able to see more than their ankles.] That is hardly the point to dedicate your worries to, I think.

[bereavements]

Was I -- dedicating my worries? How do you dedicate your worries? Hey, I'm worried. And that worry is dedicated to Scott because he always makes me feel better. [ Mostly said to a non-audience watching them. ] I'm not worried about it. It's not dangerous or scary.

[saisamour]

[Good sir are you mocking him?? Marius just frowns and is going to politely ignore that, even if he is a bit miffed!]

It is rather... indecent though, is it not?

[bereavements]

[ Oddly, Marius is not being mocked. It was said to himself. He's confused. But, good to know he's miffed. Isaac can tell. ]

Compared to what? [ A look. ]

[saisamour]

[Speaking of confusing! Oh God, this conversation is getting even more confusing for him. He is silent for a moment, wondering if Isaac is trying to joke around, before saying, slowly,]

Compared to if they had clothing on them.

[bereavements]

I don't think it's that big a deal, considering how easy it is to see something like this with online porn. Plus, they're ghosts. [ A shrug. ]

[saisamour]

[He will regret it if he asked, won't he?

Clearly, he must ask, anyway.]

What do you mean by online porn?

[bereavements]

Oh, this is a time thing, isn't it? You're from another century. [ He'll regret telling him. ] Porn. Videos where people have sex. Online. Guys, girls. All kinds.

jsyk i started watching teen wolf because of this thread sob

[saisamour]

Yes, I— [wait what

WHAT

BRB CHOKING AND COUGHING

AND CHOKING AGAIN

So he has heard about sexy pamphlets back home even if he's never actually seen one himself, he's not that unobservant, but videos? As in those moving things the future people watch on a box?? He doesn't even know what "online" means but already that is a whole new level of scandalous!]

B-Be serious, monsieur!

LMAO. ty ty very much

[bereavements]

[ Eyes. Eyebrows going up. ]

I crossed a line. You alright there? Need some water? You know it's not a big deal when I'm from. It's easy to get to. A lot of people enjoy them and aren't ashamed of it. Lotta teenagers. How old are you?

i finished s3 yesterday this show ruined my life i hope you're happy

[saisamour]

[Shaking his head even though he's so pale by now he looks like he's about to faint very daintily] I am... fine.

[And people in the future who are way younger than him watch moving picture sex?? The idea!]

O-One and twenty.

i am the happiest

[bereavements]

Wow. Twenty-one. Yeah, at eighteen we can, like, buy it. In stores. Magazines. I don't. But, hey, it's online and I see that we come from different times and I've ... scandalized you. So, good one, Isaac.

good. GOOD.

[saisamour]

[GASP! What morals! And there is also a tiny hint of righteous indignation now that he's gathered his bearings a bit. But he will politely push that aside, because manners.]

Who might Isaac be?

GREAT EVEN

[bereavements]

...Oh, I'm Isaac. I was... talking to myself.

[ This guy totally thinks he's crazy. ]

you are absolutely remorseless aren't you

[saisamour]

I see.

[Surprisingly, no! Just a little bit weird, but he can be a little bit weird himself sometimes too, so there is less judgement than there's supposed to be.]

I am Marius Pontmercy. A pleasure making your acquaintance, monsieur. [Sudden dump of scandalous information aside.]

yeah. sorry not sorry

[bereavements]

You, too. So, where are you from?

cryes

[saisamour]

Paris, 1832. [It's become a habit to attach the year to the end of that by now.] I assume you are from after my time?

wipes tears

[bereavements]

Way, way after. California, 2011.

o-oh. .////.

[saisamour]

[:o!! so far off!] I... I suppose a great many things have changed since then... [not that it's still scandalous for him...]

<3

[bereavements]

Yep. A -- lot. A whole lot. I'm not really great in history but uh, I take it women aren't equal?

[saisamour]

What do you mean? [Genuinely curious, because let's be real here even with the ideas of Revolutionary France, the one that he often hears of from his friends, it seems as if this version of equality among all men forgot to add "and women" in it.]