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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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They are the only medium in which I still have plenty of, if that gives thee an idea of mine experience. [ none at all. ] Ah, and in regards to the association I made mention of -- how are thy birds?
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[his doodles of the r corp animals... ]
Why?
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[ hold on. she will lean closer. whisper. this is top secret and important, even if they talk all the time about it on the network. ]
We are a band of messengers as well! We have in place a sort of key, and use animals to mark various places of interest -- both in caution, and in curiosity. The bird was Junpei's idea -- he is a good friend of mine, one of the first I made here -- for its apparent ability to warn others of danger. So where we have found trouble, we draw one with chalk!
[ it's fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]
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[is he gonna have to deliver messages or something too if they're messengers? is he secretly getting roped into a job? say it isn't so...]
Guess birds do make sense for danger, though. They can cause a lot of trouble too.
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It is fun work, dear Netzach, do not look so tired! [ who's gonna tell her he has resting rest face. ] And while it is an important task of ours, it is ultimately minor -- we have mapped out what we know for the moment, so there is little to do until next the city strikes.
[ or something. it's just fun right now. ]
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[anything is better than his job... she'll learn pretty fast that he's always tired, though.]
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[ a shame. she'd be there like once a week. ]
What do thee like to do in thy spare time?
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[says local librarian who absolutely does not do that.]
I like to nap, though, if I don't feel like painting or drawing... maybe have a few drinks with Roland or Gebura if they're free.
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[ not in a bad way, her tone says, but more understandingly. it's good that he does. simple pleasures in life are the best, after all. ]
Thou shalt find that there are many places to take a pleasant nap in the sun, and not a need to work whatsoever -- there is none but us in this city, and there is no currency to spend either. But I do ask that thee abide by the law of mankind and offer compensation for if one does come to collect upon the dues we owe in using their spaces, consuming their food, and so on. They will surely understand our necessity!
[ though. admittedly. she's gotten a little, bitty bit relaxed on that, since it's become to normal... ]
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[he shrugs one shoulder, lazily. sometimes your options are just limited.]
If there's no currency, though, aren't we going to be in trouble if anyone does want to collect later?
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[ no trouble at all... just put your life debts onto her actually she has the energy of five people, somehow. ]
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[it's not something he likes, exactly, but-- it's the way of things, as they are now.]
But we don't really have any indication of whether anything here's the wrong place, so... let's hope it's fine?
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[ ... yeah, she really believes in that stuff. ]
It is as they say! One may only eat rubbish for that is all they have been given, when above there are those who feast plenty better -- the ones higher up should share with those below.
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[definitely not common, for people from the city... though given the way she was talking about fixers, he's not sure if it's exactly hope or delusion. maybe it's always a little bit of both, though, when it comes to trying to change things like that.
whichever it is, he kind of hopes she doesn't talk that way around angela. she probably can't book people here, at least... but still.]
Hey, what District are you from, anyway?
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[ it matters a lot actually, she's just not in the business of saying anything. no one on the bus is. otherwise you have to wait until next year for me to tag this back. ]
We are all people of the City, no? Verily, every District has its culture, but one's conduct is not indicative of their birthplace -- it is their beliefs.
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[at least in the sense that, while it definitely always has an influence, it's not like they can't separate themselves from it if they really want to.]
It was K, for me.
[if he's asking, he may as well be willing to answer it himself, right?]
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Just like Young Sinclair! He is a friend dear to me, and he is here as well -- he comes from a small town named Calw within the Nest, if thou'rt familiar? 'Tis a quaint place and, despite my previous words, much of Sinclair is reminiscent of it -- but I digress. I rather like the cuisine I have tasted in K.
[ sigh. she misses that chicken so damn bad. ]
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[he didn't get around all that much, either.]
What'd you like there, though?
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For food, the chicken! There are so many ways to prepare it, and so many flavors one can savor from it... It is as if its deliciously firm flesh acts as a plate for whatever may inspire the chef! And to have it upon a skewer is most inventive as well! I have heard from a companion of mine that there are many cuisines in K that are well-known, however, and Sir Roland seems familiar with the scene as well, so I am ever eager to try all I can!
[ foooood............ ]
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[roland who knows more of what he's talking about...]
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[ hmmmmmmmmm. ]
Do thee know what he likes?
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I suppose it must be a pasttime of the aged to enjoy such things, for there are those of my companions who are much the same. I shall at least consider this vice as a viable option, for I wish to become better friends with him and Miss Gebura both, as we are all Fixers... or former, in her case.
[ as netzach knows...... ]
Are thee one as well? Or has Librarian been thine only career?
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[like. she isn't wrong, exactly? that's just not quite what he anticipated.]
I'm not a Fixer though, no. I've never really been the type for that kind of work.
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I suppose thee wouldn't be, thy form is too slight and thou'rt too fond of not moving to be any use upon the field. [ bruh ] Nestborn?
[ better or worse she means it with no ill intent ]
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