[MINGLE, ESPECIALLY TO NEWCOMERS] ROOFTOP FESTIVITIES!!!

[icanfixer]

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

Comments

[onlythans]

Accurately? I'd start somewhere around ten yalms. Throwing for throwing's sake? Now that's a different story.

[Is he underestimating his own capability? Maybe. But he does pluck a two of spades out of the deck and deadeye it into the empty wine glass he's been tossing the cards into since he started, for all that it proves his point.]

Care to take a turn?

[abstractart]

Yeah, sure.

[there is so much drunken confidence involved in this answer. most of the time, he would know better, but he plucks a card up anyway; there's not much dexterity in the motion, but his hand's still calloused enough to imply he's used to working with them in some fashion.]

So- to that glass, right...?

[it goes so far wide that it's kind of impressive he didn't hit anyone with it.]

[onlythans]

The one with the card sticking — ah.

[LORD that card missed the mark so hard it might as well be Vauthry trying to set progressive social policy.]

...Well, who needs a knave of clubs, anyway. Likely the deck's better off without it.

[Netzach did you yeet it OFF THE ENTIRE ROOF..........]

[abstractart]

Oh. I guess it's harder than it looks...

[you know, he actually might have. it's funniest that way.]

[onlythans]

I daresay it is. Here — wait a moment.

[He says, getting up and moving the glass target so it's like. in a CORNER where WALLS ON TWO SIDES CAN RUN INTERFERENCE FOR THIS MADMAN'S CARD HANDLING]

There. Mayhap that will suit better.

[abstractart]

[coordination is never a drunk man's strong suit. except for certain types of drunk, probably, but netzach has never been counted among them.

with the target safely ensconced, he gives it another try... and while it whiffs past the glass again, it is at least stopped by the wall. progress!]

Closer, right?

[onlythans]

Different, at least. Changing the circumstances of a situation has a way of doing that.

[He flashes a vague, sideways grin at Netzach.]

Not unlike substituting water for tipsier fare, once one is already well deep in his cups, mm?

[abstractart]

Oh, that's fine. I've been having water too.

[there's ice in the cocktails. that's water right there.]

[onlythans]

Water in addition, or water as substitute?

[HE MAKES FRIENDS WITH ALL THE DRUNKS IN THE TAVERNS YOU GREENBEAN HE KNOWS HOW THIS GOES]

[abstractart]

I've already been drinking, isn't all water in addition now...

[flawless drunk logic.

this is probably answer enough, let's be honest.]

[onlythans]

A fair point indeed. Well, then, my most learned friend, ply your talents upon this question: have you a friend somewhere about? Surely you go with someone.

[There is a benign reason for this, which owes chiefly to figuring out who to hand this guy over to when it's time for him to pass out in a stupor; there is also a less-than-benign reason attached, which is who does he have to anticipate potentially running interference if he starts pumping his drunk ass for information.

You know, the basics.]

[abstractart]

Go with someone...? My colleagues, I guess. Turns out there's a few of us here.

[he probably means to gesture to one or more of them, but-- what even is that gesture. it's a little too uncoordinated to actually point anyone out.]

[onlythans]

Ah, I see. Most illuminating.

[As illuminating as an unlit candle, really.]