[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

[abstractart]

Yeah. I know we need to finish it eventually, just...

[he slumps a little further into the beanbags, like maybe if he just lets them swallow him up he won't have to go anywhere again.]

I still want to have this for a while.

[wordchain]

[ Netzach keeps setting off many thoughts, forgive me.... Lapsing into silence now, Yesod watches as Netzach buries himself in the surface cushioning him, whether deliberately or because the beanbags are dangerously soft. It leaves Netzach's remark hanging in the air — it strikes Yesod as something not really presented for another person to hear or to comment upon.

Thinking on it, in this place, there is no reason to remind Netzach of responsibilities that don't exist here, nor things that they have little influence over for the time being. ]

...You're free to pursue that goal. Or is this not the case?

[abstractart]

Huh--?

[it's not that he's too drunk to understand it, just that he's surprised to hear that coming from yesod... his eyes blink open again, shifting slightly to look over to him.]

...I guess I am, for now. And there's not really anything else for us to do anyway, so it's not like I have anything more important.

[wordchain]

[ Netzach's reaction isn't surprising — Yesod has never shown him any lenience, after all. But it's unnecessary to bind him to their work and to further misery here, and although Yesod has assigned himself the task of understanding all that they can of this situation, Netzach isn't obligated to do the same.

If his way of holding on to his relief also consists of sleeping and drinking, or he chooses to do more with it, it affects no one else while they are here. ]

That is true, as far as your days are concerned. Presumably others have repeatedly asked whether you are enjoying yourself as well... meaning that they expect it to be possible, despite these shared circumstances.

[abstractart]

I think I'd like to find out.

[that's the most coherent thought he can manage about it, right now, but it sums his thoughts up better than he realizes. it's the root of it all: the possibility to find out, to see what there is in this place and if there's any enjoyment to be found in life here. if it's possible to just...

to just live, really. to experience that, separated from the reality of their own lives back in the city.]

[wordchain]

Yes... The notion seems worthwhile.

[ He leaves it at that. There is no need to discuss it at length and in depth, least of all while Netzach isn't fully capable of it. That would defeat the purpose of accepting relief and enjoyment as permissible, besides. ]

[abstractart]

[he just makes a little affirmative noise as he settles further in. these beanbags are going to swallow him up and he will be just fine with that...

but he can be satisfied with this, he thinks. with it being permissible to just-- try things out here.]