[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

[wordchain]

[ In other words, the inebriated stranger is lonely himself. Glancing over at him again, now more comfortably from above, Yesod indicates his own garments to illustrate his reply. ]

I suspect you'll encounter one of them with ease, and our uniform will give it away.

[ Despite Netzach's habit of wearing it quite differently, neglecting to tuck his shirt into his trousers and leaving his necktie undone... As his disheveled self is bound to take advantage of the alcohol on offer, it's possible that meeting him has already taken place. ]

[unrequite]

Lots of people wear suits.

[ ... Well, they do. Here, those who wear suits have an infinite supply of outfit options! It boggles the mind to think that they haven't.

... Wait, oh, that fits someone Midnight knows. ]

Wouldn't happen to know a Mr. Roland, would you?

[wordchain]

[ But are these Roland suits or fancy Library coat suits... Speaking of which, once Roland is mentioned by name, there is a shift in Yesod's demeanor. Brows raised in a question, he nods soon enough. ]

...Roland and I are acquainted, yes.

[ Though Roland is usually less colorful... ]

Who are you, then?

[unrequite]

Ah, lovely. I like Mr. Roland. Very endearing chap. Friendly.

[ Fun to flirt with, but Midnight's going to introduce himself before he mentions that. ]

Midnight. God's gift to women, a boon to have at parties. An excellent listener, if need be. Yourself?

[wordchain]

[ Yesod might not describe Roland as very endearing, but he will concede that the man has been friendly on the whole, even enjoyable company at times. Their differences and arguments don't negate that.

His brows stay raised, though, now for other reasons. That list certainly seems to consist of self-proclaimed attributes. ]

...Yesod. I was among the most recent group of arrivals. Presumably you were brought here a few months ago, as Roland and Gebura were?

[unrequite]

Excellently reasoned, although both were here well before me. Welcomed me on my first day. Now that I think about it... I do think they were both among the first people I met here. I don't know. Started drinking rather quickly. Miss Gebura was one of the first, though, I remember that.

[ ... Surprisingly, Midnight doesn't have a drinking problem! ]

[wordchain]

[ That's interesting — it suggests that there have been at least three distinct waves of newcomers thus far, after the people previously here supposedly vanished. Each group's arrival must have occurred about a month apart.

To Yesod, Midnight's admission does seem to be indicative of a drinking problem, on the other hand... ]

Whether you were sober or drunk at the time, it would be surprising if you were unable to recall meeting Gebura.