[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

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[immortalpoet]

[Nudges him a little with a foot.]

Are you dead.

[He is not but never hurts to check!]

[abstractart]

Huh...? Not right now...

[sorry, he's drunk enough and out of it enough to just say things, blearily opening his eyes to look up at him.]

[immortalpoet]

You're in the way. Get up.


[could walk around him but decides to be a binch instead]

[abstractart]

Am I?

[just step over him, man, let him live.]

[immortalpoet]

You are.

[Nudging him again. Harder this time.]

Partied too hard?

[abstractart]

Ngh... maybe a little.

[it's like tiphereth is here too, damn.]

That hurts...

[immortalpoet]

Pathetic.

[he is]

[bending down to scruff him like a cat, easily]

It's not even a good party.

[abstractart]

It's not-? I liked it...

[help... yeah he's very easily scruffed, just sort of accepting the manhandling as it happens. drunk or not, he knows when it's not worth the struggle.]

[immortalpoet]

Getting drunk to the point of passing out is "liking it"?

[Looking around....where to put this...green cat...........]

[abstractart]

Oh. That happens outside parties too.

[it's fine.]

[immortalpoet]

What's got you so miserable you do it out of parties?

[like jesus (carmen) christ, man]

[abstractart]

Usually work.

[he shrugs, as much as he can while mid-scruff.]

[immortalpoet]

And what do you even do.

[dubious about him even having a job]

[abstractart]

I'm a librarian.

[which is definitely a job people drink about.]

[immortalpoet]

My condolences.





[said extremely dryly]

[abstractart]

It's more of a pain than it sounds like...

[let him live, man.]

[immortalpoet]

Mmhmm.

[he is going]

[to dump him on a beanbag chair there u go]

Why can't you just leave your job?

[abstractart]

[oh... comfy. he settles into it, not moving after being dropped into the beanbag. he lives here now.]

Usually I can't leave the Library at all.

[immortalpoet]

At least you're not dying there. That's what happened with the Library we had back home. It was a whole mess from what I heard of it.

[not realizing]

[its the same library]

[abstractart]

[buddy. it's the same library.

and unfortunately, he has very little filter right now.]

Mm... sometimes? Usually it isn't me who's dying, though.

[immortalpoet]

...Who the hell is dying at your library.

[thinking this is a NORMAL LIBRARY and not CAPITAL L LIBRARY]

not here

[icanfixer]

[ she's pulling a roland and is keeping a curious eye on her boss sorry she doesn't get to see you socialize ever BUT NOW SHE FEELS LIKE SHES BEEN SHOT........ HAVE MERCY.... ITS HER FIRST TIME.......... ]

also not here

[immortalpoet]

[SOMETIMES YOUR BOSS IS A BASTARD STOP LOOKING UP AT THIS MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

still not here

[icanfixer]

[ NEXT TIME THEYLL HAVE A BOUNCY CASTLE OKAY IT'LL BE A GREAT PARTY OKAY!!!!!!! ]

Re: still not here

[immortalpoet]

[takes out a needle to deflate the castle >:/]