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- arknights: midnight,
- chainsaw man: denji,
- cyberpunk red: emerick kline,
- dceu: harley quinn,
- dogs b&c: badou nails,
- fear & hunger: daan,
- ffvii: reno,
- ffxiv: hythlodaeus,
- ffxiv: thancred waters,
- ffxiv: yshtola rhul,
- ffxv: prompto argentum,
- honkai sr: welt yang,
- library of ruina: angela,
- library of ruina: gebura,
- library of ruina: netzach,
- library of ruina: roland,
- library of ruina: yesod,
- limbus company: don quixote,
- limbus company: vergilius,
- mass effect: kaidan alenko,
- mcu: nebula,
- monster: kenzo tenma,
- nevermore: lenore vandernacht,
- penny dreadful: vanessa ives,
- persona 3: shinjiro aragaki,
- svsss: shen yuan,
- the sandman: dream of the endless,
- the sandman: hob gadling,
- the sandman: johanna constantine,
- zero escape: junpei
[MINGLE, ESPECIALLY TO NEWCOMERS] ROOFTOP FESTIVITIES!!!
WHO: All!
WHAT: Rooftop festivities!
WHERE: On a rooftop of an office building in the second open district!
WHEN: 8/14, evening!
WARNINGS: alcohol, tba as it goes
Banner displayed inside the train station, outside city hall, and on the most used residence buildings.
Follow the arrows.
So you're unaware. Maybe new. Or maybe you just didn't care the first time you saw it. That's fine. Between the banners hanging around key areas, and the flyers quickly drawn up in a similar fashion scattered across the city, it's hard not to know something is going on -- and there's helpful arrows, chalked on building walls and the streets the day of the party, to let people know where to go.
The Rooftop
A splendid scene awaits those who travel heavensward. Fairy lights connect the corners of the roof access building to metal poles at the corners of the building itself, lifted by cylindrical supports where needed, each one held straight by pots filled with well-packed dirty and stone. There's multicolored stars hanging from some of the lights, while various painted flowers hang on others, and what greets the ears first is some royalty free party music played from a CD player off the the side.
There's a long folded out table in the center for those who'd like to share cuisine, just set and serve yourself! Nearby is a space for Daan to do some bartending as well, a man who can make a multitude of cocktails and mocktails for those who want something less alcoholic. Also, pints of various ice cream flavors in a cooler!
Don't worry -- they won't have any odd effects on them, Don verified the lack of them herself. Not all of them are normal. Think loaded baked potato weird.
For those who'd like a quieter space, there's beanbags and a swirly, fuzzy carpet to sit on more away from the center of the party area. This'll be a great time to play some games, such as truth or dare, spin the bottle, and... whatever else you play at parties. Get to know your fellow man and such. Play the violin.
Naturally, no party... hosted... by Don Quixote would be without a space to fight, if one wishes to show off a little! It's also taking place on a swirly fuzzy carpet, just so no one smashes their head in, and there's a neat little banner hanging down from a string of lights that says thus:
WIN THREE MATCHES AND A PRIZE AWAITS THEE!!!!!!!
- NO KILLING
- HANDS ONLY
What the prize is, no one knows. But come find Don Quixote with your battle scars and she'll grant it -- and stick around a while, 'cause this party's gonna end with a bang... that is, with homemade fireworks donated by "a friend" through Junpei.
Anyway, have fun!!! Share words about your worlds!!! The society your characters are from, the cuisine they've brought, how they're working out in the city -- help the new kids along, too. There's more vets here now than there were a few months ago, after all.
Navi: Truth or Dare - Two Truths and a Lie - Hydra Storytelling w/Junpei - Drink Up With Daan - Qixi Festivites
WHAT: Rooftop festivities!
WHERE: On a rooftop of an office building in the second open district!
WHEN: 8/14, evening!
WARNINGS: alcohol, tba as it goes
Banner displayed inside the train station, outside city hall, and on the most used residence buildings.
Follow the arrows.
So you're unaware. Maybe new. Or maybe you just didn't care the first time you saw it. That's fine. Between the banners hanging around key areas, and the flyers quickly drawn up in a similar fashion scattered across the city, it's hard not to know something is going on -- and there's helpful arrows, chalked on building walls and the streets the day of the party, to let people know where to go.
A splendid scene awaits those who travel heavensward. Fairy lights connect the corners of the roof access building to metal poles at the corners of the building itself, lifted by cylindrical supports where needed, each one held straight by pots filled with well-packed dirty and stone. There's multicolored stars hanging from some of the lights, while various painted flowers hang on others, and what greets the ears first is some royalty free party music played from a CD player off the the side.
There's a long folded out table in the center for those who'd like to share cuisine, just set and serve yourself! Nearby is a space for Daan to do some bartending as well, a man who can make a multitude of cocktails and mocktails for those who want something less alcoholic. Also, pints of various ice cream flavors in a cooler!
Don't worry -- they won't have any odd effects on them, Don verified the lack of them herself. Not all of them are normal. Think loaded baked potato weird.
For those who'd like a quieter space, there's beanbags and a swirly, fuzzy carpet to sit on more away from the center of the party area. This'll be a great time to play some games, such as truth or dare, spin the bottle, and... whatever else you play at parties. Get to know your fellow man and such. Play the violin.
Naturally, no party... hosted... by Don Quixote would be without a space to fight, if one wishes to show off a little! It's also taking place on a swirly fuzzy carpet, just so no one smashes their head in, and there's a neat little banner hanging down from a string of lights that says thus:
- NO KILLING
- HANDS ONLY
What the prize is, no one knows. But come find Don Quixote with your battle scars and she'll grant it -- and stick around a while, 'cause this party's gonna end with a bang... that is, with homemade fireworks donated by "a friend" through Junpei.
Anyway, have fun!!! Share words about your worlds!!! The society your characters are from, the cuisine they've brought, how they're working out in the city -- help the new kids along, too. There's more vets here now than there were a few months ago, after all.
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I was a kid, and the guys who hurt the rabbits were threatening my friend. I didn't win, they just got bored of punching me in the face and left.
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Prithee, no matter how difficult it may be, I ask that thee forgive -- nay, if nothing else, pardon my misunderstanding on the matter! Thou'rt truly a brave, good man, even as a child! There is nothing shameful about withstanding a terrible beating from others, so long as it is to protect the weak!
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H-Hey, it's not that big of a deal! [but it's the dramatics and Excitement that are embarrassing, making him gesture with both hands like hey, keep it down, jeez.] Don't get me wrong, I don't regret it or anything, but it was a long time ago...
So, is it your turn now?
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oh right. ]
It is. Ahem!
[ ... let her think. okay. ]
I am engaged back home, I do not believe in reading maps, and I have willingly eaten raw chicken.
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okay.]
The first one? I feel like you'd have mentioned it by now, the way you talk about your other coworkers.
[somehow he's entirely certain of the chicken one so it's either "believe don wouldn't gush about an engagement" or "believe don is too don for maps," soooo.]
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Perhaps. I have not thought too much about it, nor of how I may be in such a relationship, but thee may be right in regards to myself -- I like to speak of those I am fond of, and I am fond of my friends.
[ so surely she will also speak of a betrothed? hmmm. ]
Regardless, thou'rt correct. I have no such engagement, save to Justice.
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[he didn't mean to make it serious and navel-gaze-y, honest... but keeping an engagement a secret just seems sooo anti-don. he's rooting for her as a squire should.]
What's the raw chicken story? You know I've gotta ask.
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It is a long tale, Junpei. Are thee prepared?
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We're here for sharing tales and stuff, right? Hit me with it.
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Settle in then, my friend, and I shall tell thee a tale most fantastical yet set firmly in reality... showered with heartbreak and triumph, betrayal and grief, and even love! Of a familial sort.
[ ahem. ]
Within the Nest of K, there lies a restaurant... Its nemesis, one of similar build, began to attract more customers than our fair hero -- and in the process, seemed to disturb the chef's mind so much that he became that which he had always sold: chicken!!! Feathered and flouncing, clucking and bawking, he found he had the power to bring to live ordinary raw chicken and order their attacks!
And thus, myself and the others were requested to handle such a situation. The man in question had become what we refer to as a Distortion, and whilst he still had his mind to himself he was entirely transformed... the way to bring him back was simple: we would assist in jogging his memory by way of culinary battle, for he had forgotten the secret recipe that had made him so successful in the first place. We twelve were split in two, teams of six ready to work, and we threw everything we had into the dishes! Even I took on the mantle of head chef once, though, ehm, he did not so much as try it before judging it poorly and sending his chicky children to attack us as punishment...
[ ...
well, junpei had her noodles, so... you know... ]
Oh, there were so many flavors of them! Salty and sweet, savory and without any seasoning at all -- truly, 'twas a sight to be seen! Each one was rounded and juicy, their flesh giving way just enough... but the teeth upon their backs were most prickly and inconvenient. Nonetheless, it was well worth the effort, particularly when sauce dribbled down their opened backs...
... ... ...
[ she misses it, a little. it's so much funner to tell people she won't see again once they leave than to face her companions about it. ]
W-We solved the case masterly, of course! By our own means, but it seemed to help the root of the problem -- perhaps he merely needed his mind cleared, as a sound beating is wont to do. We were rewarded an adorable plush of the mascot.
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and yet somehow this is the least horrifying City Tale he's heard yet! huh! aside from people having mysterious transformations it just sounds kind of fun and goofy...]
I guess a good kick in the head can solve a lot of problems. Sounds... fun?
[he thinks?? he wants to believe.]
Hold on, is this where "headchicken" is from? This artist guy on the network asked me if I'd seen your "headchicken" drawings...
[can he see a headchicken drawing and is it scarier than the evil bug.]
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[ ... hold on she's just getting up and leaving for a moment to get a pen and napkin-- okay she's back sorry she didn't say shit. here's your bongy, admittedly stylized a little cuter and more of a focus on the Rotund nature. ]
Is it not adorable?!
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it's a little round thing. that's not so bad. as long as he never has to see a real one, that's just fine.]
It's... you know, I expected something a lot worse. Yeah, it's great. Kinda looks like a weird frog if you don't know it's supposed to be a chicken.
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That is simply how raw chicken looks. The teeth made it somewhat inconvenient, but never before had I seen what true love was like until the moment two of them spun in a dance...
[ ................. ]
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What? That's not how raw chicken looks at all. Give me that, I'll draw you a raw chicken.
[hand held out expectantly for this art napkin, ahem!! chicken romance is on hold.]
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[ aka she doesn't mind she's happy to obliged after that bit of teasing, enjoy your napkin and pen. thrilled for his naked tennis ball. ]
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[he's not drawing a ball this time!! he's drawing, actually, a proper raw chicken, although he's definitely basing it on his mental image of a rubber chicken toy with the head snipped off. he is also a teensy bit tipsy, but maybe that's helping his Art??
he holds it up. behold.]
See? It doesn't even have teeth.
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[ sorry. the streets smelled of it. ]
Hm... The paws are normally taken off at the thigh, but I suppose thou'rt correct in thine assessment! This is a very well done drawing, Junpei, perhaps we shall use these in place of thy canary?
[ she's teasing. she's teasing the tipsy man. ]
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Huh. That's disgusting. [and h-hey, his precious birds??] You liked the canaries before... Use raw chickens for something else, like... gross places. Dumpsters?
[is there a dump in this city. wait a minute.]
You're not being serious, are you?
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Of course not! I adore thy canaries, Junpei, they are adorable beyond words! I would never ask thee to replace them; they work well for what they are tasked with.
[ please... she'll take the napkin back and fold it around for a new clean sheet so she can draw some of his style'd birds. ]
Besides, I am fond of them because thou'rt the one who drew them.
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At least somebody thinks so. I kept getting shit for the whole 'round crappy art' thing. As long as it's a yellow bird it's good enough, right? That's the whole point.
[and he got a handful of people to draw him birds for free, so it all worked out in the end. probably. he has to see a guy about some stencils... eventually.
anyway, aw, don...] Hey, are we still playing the game? How about: those headchickens are gross, you're a good friend, and uh...
[LOOKING AROUND... OVERTLY... he could have done this thing more deftly, oh well,] This party is boring?
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and... aw, junpei. ] Hmhm... What a difficult choice thou hath lain at my feet... I wonder which it could be...
[ sooo thoughtful. but her contemplation cracks into a grin as she giggles. ]
It is the third, no? I am glad for thy words, for they mean much to me. [ honestly!!! touching!!!! that they're friends, that she's a good one...
but that's leaning a little sappy so-- ] Ahem. It is my first time hosting such an event, I think thy tie is an injustice worth a thousand deaths saved only by our friendship, and my favorite thing to eat is fruit.
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I know you like fruit to a weird degree, [cuisine...] so—is it the one about my tie? My tie isn't that bad, is it? Roland didn't like it, but Roland practically breaks out in hives if you show him something with a little color on it.
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[ she's soooooooo happy... she's beaming. he actually wore a little color. for her!!!! her party!!!! such a nice surprise, it's really taken her attention off the fact he's sort of Not There sometimes!!!! ]
I had him look upon many different sorts of dress, and he hadn't wished to wear any. It was quite the fun time; I do not do such things often with others, and never back home, but I rather liked it. In any case, the only answer left is the one that is true: this is my first time hosting, flattered as I am by thy thoughts otherwise.
[ heehee ]
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[formalwear? perish the thought. keeping this tie is purely for the bit, and clearly it's going well...]
It's a good party, though. You beat anybody up in that fight club corner yet?
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