[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

[icanfixer]

[ what a tall library... she wants to go. it must be filled to the brim with amazing stories. ]

What do thee like to draw the most? I was given many art supplies if thee should like to share, and there is something of an art association [ , club ] formed as well, so thou'rt not alone in thy favor of it! Smudging charcoal is quite fun.

[abstractart]

[it's filled with stories alright... whether she actually wants to read them is another subject.

he definitely perks a little, though, when she mentions art supplies and some kind of association-- he's still figuring out how he feels about people here, but if there are others interested in art, maybe there's something to learn from them? maybe they will be less unhinged than some of the city's artists.]

I guess there's probably time for that in a place like this, huh...? Feels pretty quiet so far.

[icanfixer]

[ just wait until you see her evil bug bird. ]

... Yes, it is quiet, for the most part.

[ which she seems a little conflicted on, truthfully -- but it flits away soon enough as she continues. ]

There are strange happenings, of course! In fact... 'twas only a few days hence that we learned from another that we are not the first whom've found ourselves here. It was rather strange that some places were a little lived in, but I did not think much of it -- people live everywhere, do thee not agree? If they have left it, albeit in such a rush, then they have left it, and there is nothing wrong with seeking shelter in such abandonment -- yet I admit, it is somewhat, ehm, odd, that we seem to be known in a sense.

[ ........ a lot of words, barely a breath, but honestly most of it goes over her head so she's sort of parroting what she's heard through the vine. ]

Sir Roland, as thee may know, does quite well in explaining things, but my good friend Junpei is one who has many thoughts as to the going-ons -- but dear Netzach, let us not linger! 'Tis a most wonderful evening, and to dwell on things so close to the night hours will leave a most distasteful tang on the tongue! Leave it 'til morrow, and swear upon thy honor that thee shall not make mention of, ehm, the name I had decided for our mutual allies?

[abstractart]

[this is all a lot, but-]

I don't know if I have much of it to swear on...

[what honor is there in (redacted), man. he's not sure he's really the kind of person to think about things like that, anyway, or the kind of person that they really apply to.]

[icanfixer]

It matters not. A man's worth is valued by the honor he has, and so if he has only a little, then it is important to keep it safe -- should one lose that trivial amount, then he is nothing. So it will do.

[ ... she's taking it. ]

I do not think they would mind it, but we are not good enough friends to remark as such towards them; I would like to get to know each better before I make such bold claims in their presences, rather than behind their backs.

[abstractart]

Is it? I don't think I really get it...

[making something important out of it is a little beyond what he prefers to consider.]

But I won't say anything to 'em about it, if it's embarrassing.

[icanfixer]

[ it is so important, netzach...!!!! both the honor, and the title!!!! what if they disagreed! what if there was a pause, where they didn't know what to say in a bad way, before agreeing half-heartedly if at all!!!!!




what if they thought so too!!!!!!!!! don couldn't handle it!!!!!!!!!! from gebura anyway. roland's whatever. ]

Then thee have my most heartfelt thanks, dear Netzach. In return for asking such a troubling favor of thyself, would thee like paint together? I have watercolors, though I have not yet grasped their usage as well as I would like... The other paints are far more easy to understand.

[abstractart]

You do...? I haven't worked all that much with 'em, but I could give it a shot. I think I get the basics.

[so maybe he can help her figure it out, sort of. or maybe it'll end up just being messy, but then there's nothing wrong with that either, is there?]

[icanfixer]

[ nothing at all... mess is expected in art, and it's very fun. she loves it. ]

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?

[abstractart]

My birds...? I'm pretty okay at animals, I guess.

[his doodles of the r corp animals... ]

Why?

[icanfixer]

Because...

[ 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]

[abstractart]

That's a little more work than I expected out of an art association...

[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.

[icanfixer]

[ sorry buddy. welcome to the "don's pace" club. ]

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. ]

[abstractart]

I guess it does sound better than sorting books.

[anything is better than his job... she'll learn pretty fast that he's always tired, though.]

[icanfixer]

Is that the main job of a librarian? I suppose thee do not see much foot traffic, depending on thy location...

[ a shame. she'd be there like once a week. ]

What do thee like to do in thy spare time?

[abstractart]

It's supposed to be.

[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.

[icanfixer]

Oho, I see... Thee live quite the simple life.

[ 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... ]

[abstractart]

It's not like I can do much else...

[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?

[icanfixer]

Nay, for when a man starves and plucks from the trash a bite to eat, is he punished? It is the same. There must be another way we may pay them back, be it favor of conversation or work.

[ no trouble at all... just put your life debts onto her actually she has the energy of five people, somehow. ]

[abstractart]

He is if he takes it from the wrong place.

[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?

[icanfixer]

Nay, the person who punishes is in the wrong, and ought to be punished themselves. One takes from another in times of distress when they have no other option, and thus the root of the problem lies far deeper than what can be seen upon the surface -- we must work to remove those rotted bits, so that all can flourish together.

[ ... 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.

[abstractart]

You really think so, huh...

[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?

[icanfixer]

It matters not.

[ 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.

[abstractart]

...yeah, I guess that's fair.

[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?]

[icanfixer]

[ oh shit ]

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. ]