citylogs | [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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[just]

[this face]

You didn't worry about it before?

Not really...?

[this is. fine.]

Were you like this even during your Library work? I don't envy your coworkers.

I never asked to do that kind of work, anyway.

[so: yes. yes, he was pretty much like this.]

You make it sound like you were kidnapped and forced to do it against your will.

[literally just looking up at him like 'yes, and']

....

Damn.

Yeah.

[welcome to the depression corner, vergilius.]

I'd have quit if I could.

That's the City for you. We're just cogs in the end.

[He's getting a shot of something potent and just downing it without even a wince.]

Didn't think there were people actually working there, though. Thought it was its own self-functioning thing.

How'd you think anyone died, man?

[he's flopping back onto the beanbag, sinking into it.]

Thought it was some Abnormality bullshit. More of a phenomenon than anything. You know, like a Distortion of sorts.

...you know what those are?

Of course I do. The Pianist was nothing to sneeze at. Do you remember that one?

Not the Distortions.

[since when do people outside know about the abnos.]

Abnormalities? The Company I work for has faced a few. They're still running around in the innards of what's left of L Corp.

Seriously...? Man, what kind of company makes you deal with that?

Relax. We're not working to take out Abnormalities. We just happen to run into them sometimes. We're not some Abnormality pest service.

You'd need a whole lot of employees if you were, I guess.

[man, the turnover rate would be insane.]

Exactly. Either way, what a mess.

[He's getting another drink.]

So, why are you still so miserable? I mean, yeah, we're kidnapped, but hey, its better than working at the Library, right?

I still like drinking for its own sake too, you know?

[a vague little wave of one hand.]

Makes it easier to be around a bunch of people, anyway...

It's one thing to drink for fun. You're almost passed out.

[my guy,]

Do you just hate people, then?

I don't hate them at all.

[he's just... very accustomed to keeping to himself, not to mention that he has no idea when the last time was that he was even around this many strangers.]

So you're just an introverted bookworm?

Not really... I guess I just don't get out much?

So you're just plain introverted. Or a shut-in.

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