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dilf quixote ([personal profile] icanfixer) wrote in [community profile] citylogs2023-08-14 12:59 am

[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

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[personal profile] gradenine 2023-08-14 11:29 am (UTC)(link)
food
[ at first, roland didn't want to come to don's little mingle. like yeah he was aight about it before, but ever since the Recent Incident, he just wants to avoid a whole bunch of people for a while. at least he'd only gotten away with a mild case of prosopagnosia and not whatever was impeding emil's speech when the boy had done it.

but there was no backing out, and don would further pry into his affairs if he doesn't follow through. so here he is, donned in that stupid shirt don had gotten him, and he gets to work setting up the 2-in-1 hotpot and kbbq grill. once the spicy and mild soups have started simmering, he starts preparing the spreads of various meat and vegetables to be grilled and dipped into the fascinating device. cooking has always been his favorite past-time and it shows in his toothy grin as he helps anyone who's interested in trying this out, but--

well, there's his prosopagnosia. luckily he has a good enough memory to recognize his peers' voices, but to those who are new to this city, he might be a little confused. so excuse him (or not) if he doesn't meet anyone in the eye at all, his gaze completely unfocused as he tries to pass over a plate full of seafood foodstuffs (prawns, oysters, squid, the whole shebang needed for hotpot). ]


Uh, here. You're the one who asked for the seafood platter, right?

[ please say yes. he can't really see y'all right now lmao. either way, once he's sat down and eaten some of his fill, he's going to try and make some small-talk just to keep up the facade. ]

How is it? This your first time trying hotpot? [ or kbbq, whichever. ]

balcony
[ once dinner's over, roland's social battery is almost dead. he's definitely a lot more sociable than this, but that Incident has left him a little worse for wear and he really isn't in the mood to mingle when he can't even recognize anybody right now.

so he parks his ass on a beanbag chair and watches the empty cityscape, a can of beer in his hand. he's looking contemplative, as if trying to decide whether he should get something fancier from daan, when in reality he's just here to brood and be silent. anyone is free to disturb him though, for a little one-on-one, but there's no guarantee that he'll be responding in his usual casual demeanor. ]

wildcard
[ y'all know what to do here. challenge roland to a fight or whatever. the main thing is that Something Happened and now roland's suffering from a temporary faceblindness. totally nothing to worry about :) ]
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food

[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( hi it's your Recent Incident.

she has mixed feelings about roland, but the smell of food draws her over anyway, and there's... other people here, so things can't get out of hand. she also can't step over any lines—she doesn't know if this is more for her or him. what does he remember, again...? they met before, didn't they? or maybe she just imagined it, wanting to see him again...

well.

they're here now! )


This side of you always surprises me, Roland.
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[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
( food )
( hey what up it's your girl angela... who has one of everything available in front of her. small portions, but she's made it a point to make sure she can try everything at least once. these are being sorted into "excellent", "okay", and "not my taste", in theory? but as she tastes them, they all just kind of go to the same crowded place...

look at her too long and she'll quietly set her plate down to look right back at you. )
Can I help you?

( or, if you want to join her, she'll... clear a place and regard you politely. ) Which is your favorite, and why?

( she's curious! her desire for knowledge is insatiable! can someone please tell her human stomachs have a stopping point before she finds that out on her own and gets sick. )

( book )
( "who reads at a party" angela does. while the books in this city don't have any words in them (a real shame, and one she was extremely vexed to discover), the one that came with her from home does, so she's found herself a nice beanbag to sit in so she can peruse it.

unfortunately, she keeps having to readjust herself because she keeps sinking into the beanbag, and after a while she just. gets up, tucks her book beneath her arm, and throws the beanbag off to the side. don't get hit! she'll sit on the ground, it's fine, it's fine— )


Watch out.

( the most belated warning, five seconds after she's already done the deed. good job. )

( drinks )
( she is NOT a drinker... but some of these cocktails look much more interesting than the crap she usually finds roland and netzach partaking in, so she's watching them being ordered and made. will she order one? maybe not, but how about you buy a lonely, beautiful girl a drink? haha—

if anyone even looks like they're going to get or give her one, angela's raising a hand and sighing. )


No thank you. This is one thing I'm content in not trying.

( wildcard )
( angela's just going to be quietly observing and hanging out everywhere otherwise. wallflowering, you could say. don't ask her about her first day here because she's missing half her day, for some reason. wow. )
Edited 2023-08-14 16:19 (UTC)
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balcony

[personal profile] bemist 2023-08-14 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Finally got tired of talking to people?

[ Says the person talking to him, snagging a beanbag chair for herself and plopping down with cigarette in hand, as per usual. Gebura isn't terribly talkative, but it's not like she dislikes conversation when it isn't obnoxious. ]
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angela

[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
( she isn't actually participating, she's just close enough to it to be mistaken for participating........ (please) )
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book

[personal profile] bemist 2023-08-14 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gebura just. Shoves her cigarette into her mouth in order to catch the beanbag without accidentally setting it on fire (which she does not think would actually happen, but one never knows), lowering it to give the person who tossed it a warning look.

... Except she knows that person.

And now one eyebrow is just lifting straight up. ]


Angela?
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[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Second.

( it's no easy task to bring down syndicates, and she's Literally met a wolfwoman. tanya... the other is so ordinary it's probably happened. still, the girl doesn't really look like a distortion, so how? unless the transformation is a product of the light in some way, like e.g.o.— )

Does that mean it's my turn?
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[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
( gebura.

well, with roland and netzach both here, she shouldn't really be surprised— in fact, she should be relieved there's one sensibly responsible librarian here. still, she can't help but pause a moment, eyes widening a fraction before she schools her expression into her usual polite neutrality and sits on the ground, legs folded beside her.

she doesn't open her book again though, arm partially covering the library's symbol on its front. )


Hello, Gebura. You're the last person I expected to see here. ( does she mean the party or the city? the answer is yes. ) I'm sure you feel the same way about me.
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[personal profile] spectreless 2023-08-14 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Let's not faff about then. Why don't you show us how it's done?

[ The instructions were just clear enough for Lenore to get the gist. Probably. She lifts a single eyebrow as she issues the challenge. ]

Truth or dare?
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[personal profile] spectreless 2023-08-14 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Out of many things about this Don Quixote that are bigger than life itself it's actually the sneakers that draw Lenore's attention downward for this. ]

Convince someone to trade shoes with you.
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[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
( hmmmmmmmm. )

I run a library. A former Arbiter works as one of my employees. I enjoy dancing.
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2023-08-14 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
food
[Or, ice cream, because Junpei hauled an unnecessary amount of toppings up here for a kind of disorganized toppings bar and he's going to get his dessert on before he eats any bbq. Like an adult.

To wit, he is presently holding a paper bowl (also lifted from the ice cream parlor) with ice cream somewhere under the mountain of toppings, probably. Whole lot of generic Oreo crumbles and gummy bears happening right now.

If he notices anyone giving the ice cream experience an odd look, he's just going to assume it's ice cream shyness and not hesitance over Don's weird flavors (and also the thing of fish flakes she requested, alongside the other toppings). So:]


It's gonna melt if you just look at it. I hauled this up here for everyone's sake, so c'mon.

[Eaaaat..... there's a shopping cart stashed somewhere on this rooftop that once held too many ice cream toppings, if anyone was here early enough to see him navigate that into and out of the elevator.]
beanbags
[He's here to Chill... to Vibe... to have enough drinks to maintain his chill so he doesn't slip into Annoyingly Gleeful Drunk, at least not yet.

So: chilling. Mostly he's slumped deep down into this beanbag and staring up at the lights, presumably zoned out until he simply raises an index finger into the air to, uh, garner attention? Hi.]


Let's play a game. [give him a moment to laboriously sit up, this beanbag is murder,] You guys want to play, uh—

[One brief headcount of however many people are around later,] Many-headed storyteller? The hydra of storytellers. The extremely fucked up Cerberus of stories.

[COUGH,] Uh, we each just say one sentence, to tell a whole story. Anybody want to start?


[If you make Junpei start he will start with,] Uh, once upon a time, there was a horse named Afternoon Congressional.
wildcard
[hit me........ also hugely important note: junpei has come to this party wearing an ugly tie just over his usual t-shirt. he thinks it's funny.

anyway he's here and trying not to be paranoid theorycrafting guy for the duration, wahoo!!]
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[personal profile] worldexecute 2023-08-14 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
( ...a small smile. )

Incorrect. I've never danced before, so I don't know if I like it or not.

( that counts, right? moving on. )

Your turn.
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[personal profile] spectreless 2023-08-14 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, yknow what? That was so no hesitation she won't even tease her about giving up. Instead she cringes in sympathy at what must be a pretty nasty shot of vinegar. ]

I'll take a dare as well.