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- post: npc,
- thread: midii une,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † abigail hobbs,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † asbel lhant,
- † assorted characters,
- † ava ayala,
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- † isaac lahey,
- † jack harkness,
- † jaime reyes,
- † jim kirk,
- † jor-el,
- † king richard,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lan fan,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2003),
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- † loki laufeyson (616),
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- † percy jackson,
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- † rachel dare,
- † rebecca holiday,
- † robert lutece,
- † rosalind lutece,
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- † scott mccall,
- † shayera hol,
- † stiles stilinski,
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- † tazendra,
- † tobias matthews,
- † tony stark (616),
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- † toro raymond,
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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!
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!
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...I'm not sure I'd go for manly anyway.
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Me either. But there's plenty of guys here, so it won't be too hard, right?
[Sorry Ava, that shut up was a dead give away.]
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Hey, it's okay. I'm not here to grill you over who you're crushing on.
[Because that's what would normally end at the rest of that sentence.]
But if it makes you feel any better, they might be here at the party. Have a seat and we can people watch.
['People watch.' Slowly picking things up from hanging around Zatanna.]
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Parties aren’t your thing?
[She feels the need to ask since Ava seems nervous; very different from the person she was fighting with at Bruce’s hydroponics garden.]
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Are you going to do any of the contests they have? I haven’t seen everything, but I heard there’s going to be a lot of different ones available.
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I'm always up for a little competition! [The idea sounds pretty exciting to her.]
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[Curosity made her raise one eyebrow slightly at seeing Ava’s cheeks flush slightly.]
You feeling okay?
[Did she accidentally give her wine? Korra was sure she grabbed juice.]
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Uh-huh. [Not even trying to pretend just how flat her eyes are. Whatever Ava’s selling, Korra’s not buying.]
Yeah, this whole being ripped from home situation is overwhelming, always has been. But we have to just take a step at a time.
We deal.
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...[She's quiet for a moment, trying to maintain her bravado.] But not really.
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Good thing there’s a party going on then. It’s fun, so just focus on that for now. Eventually Tu Vishan will take us back up above the waves. All that stuff can be handled then.
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[She grins, blushes just a little more and then rubs the back of her head. Crush or no crush, Korra's being pretty nice and she deserves a REAL apology.] Sorry about... you know. The fight.
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[Holding a grudge over something like that long would mean that Korra had the patience to dwell on it for months. Something she really only held reserve for things like Amon or Batman.]
You sure you’re okay? It’s pretty easy to catch a cold down here.
[Especially in the dresses at the bottom of the ocean.]
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I could get some more to eat, I guess. Boost my immune system.
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You know what would really help with that?
[Run Ava.]
Sea prunes.
[While you still can.]
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[She is sort of getting the impression that maybe she should flee, yes.]
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They’re good once you get used to them! It’s pretty much why I’ve haven’t been sick since I got here.
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I don’t know. I’ve been eating them since I was a kid.
[Options are limited when exports aren’t constant. Wild polar animals, fish, and anything else out of the tundra was pretty much the main courses.]
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[Someone had to have come through the city before she got here and just made everyone eat poisoned sea prunes. Clearly.]
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