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EVENT MINGLE: PUTTING THE "FUN" BACK IN "FUNERAL" / HOLES
Who: EVERYONE
What: The Putting the "Fun" Back Into Funeral/Thistle Do Nicely Holes Event Mingle Log
When: Days 415-416 (March 9-12)
Where: all across the city!
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!
[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Putting the "Fun" Back in "Funeral" event AND for the Holes event. More information on this month's Holes event is located HERE. If you haven't had your character's GIFT FROM HOME approved yet, please make sure to do so here!
Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] in the title of your comment, along with the time and location. Let us know if you have any questions! ]
What: The Putting the "Fun" Back Into Funeral/Thistle Do Nicely Holes Event Mingle Log
When: Days 415-416 (March 9-12)
Where: all across the city!
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!
- Day 415 (Mar. 9/10)
- Not long after the message from the gods on the bracelets, all NPC shops in town will begin shutting down. It is late evening when the city's Natives begin heading toward Gefion Park, some alone, some clustered in small groups, but it seems like citizens of Asgard of all ages are headed that way. It is just before sunset when all of the gods and several thousand natives will stand grouped around the shore of the park's lake. Thor, looking oddly somber, will move to stand on a small podium, voice tight but magically amplified. His posture is straight, head held high, and he will cut a striking image as he speaks with a firm and magically amplified voice:
"We may be the gods of this realm, but we would be nothing without both of you: our people, and our visitors. Even in times of darkness, we mustn't allow ourselves to forget how brightly our lights can shine. In times of weakness and exhaustion, we only need cling to the memory of how strong we truly are. We will fight for the lost, and we will fight for each other. Until my father returns, I will act in his stead. We will continue to move ahead, if only because there is too much to lose if we don't. Salvation is within our grasp, and I will do everything I can to make sure we attain it."
Here Thor will clear his throat, pausing just long enough to wonder how apparent it is that Freyr wrote most of this speech.
"But now I invite you to lay your offerings into the longboats, offerings to the Natives of this world that have lost their lives in this war. Their sacrifices were not in vain, nor shall they be forgotten. In their names, we shall fight for Asgard, and for every world represented here, and for the countless that aren't."
The moment that the newly crowned Prince Regent stops speaking, Natives will place clothes and food and other trinkets inside the boat. Any Traveller with offerings will be given the chance to lay them in the boat then, before Hel sends it off to the center of the lake. It will stall there before bursting into bright flame. Smaller, match-sized flames will light all across the lake, one for every native soul that has left Asgard for Niflheim in the last two years, and they will not extinguish even in the light rainfall that begins into the evening.
After the flames are lit, however, the natives will be opening several dozen casks of different wines, meads, and ales. There will be bottles of harder liquors passed around and glasses given freely to anyone within arm's reach of a native. Time for a bonfire in the park! Anything is free game for this: there will be dancing, eating, body painting, the weaving of flowers into people's hair or into crowns, pretty much anything that is loose and vaguely intimate. The only thing that remains undisturbed is the lake, where the fires burn ceaselessly above the water. This is their farewell; they will drink, tell stories, and laugh their way all through the night. - Day 416 ( Mar. 11/12 )
- The next morning, most of the natives will still be in the park, making sure none of that pesky alcohol remains in those barrels. They will take this second day to relax and clean up the park while they continue to drink, singing hymns and generally lending a hand to one another. Where yesterday was a big party, this is more like communal R&R. About halfway through the day, flowers of all types imaginable will begin to sprout from the ground. Many of them will sing along with the Native's hymns of remembrance, though they will linger after.
This is actually our Holes event for the month of March! These flowers will not just sprout at Gefion Park, however! When they first appear on Day 416, they will actually spring up just about everywhere, dirt or not. They may appear on a table, off a wall, or rooted in someone's freshly prepared sandwich. The flowers not in dirt will wilt after about a day. Following their first appearance, these flowers will continue to grow in the city anywhere flowers can grow.
Back at the party, however, everyone is on equal footing and gathered to respect their loved ones. For the time being, nothing else really matters.
They'll go back to their regularly scheduled monotony by sundown, the boat of offerings finally removed from the lake, though the candlelight flames will remain throughout the night and disappear by sunrise. In thanks for their support and continued sacrifice, the Travellers will find one gift from home in their rooms at midnight.
[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Putting the "Fun" Back in "Funeral" event AND for the Holes event. More information on this month's Holes event is located HERE. If you haven't had your character's GIFT FROM HOME approved yet, please make sure to do so here!
Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] in the title of your comment, along with the time and location. Let us know if you have any questions! ]
Whenever I want. Screw your rules
But he'd gone around and run into a bunch of people he knew here, kind of touching base and checking in without looking like he was checking in. Later, when it was getting darker and he had a little bit (more than a little bit) of a buzz going, he realized he was missing a redhaired growth on his side and had to fix that.
So off he went. And he almost tipped over laughing at the graceful swanlike maneuvers of his obviously intoxicated strawberry. Shaking his head, he came up behind her, arms going around her waist and trying to get her to just... stop. Stop doing that, Rachel. You were going to hurt yourself.]
Having fun?
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I am having a lot of fun, actually. I tried to find you earlier! But there were a lot of faces that needed to be painted. [ yeah that made sense ] This is the best party ever. [ and that was said very matter of factly, like she's done her research. she's so serious about this. ] Ever.
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Ever, huh? I'll have to make a note of that. Best. Party. Ever. I saw you face painting. Thought I'd let you do your painty thing. You looked like you were having fun.
[And she had, which is why he hadn't wanted to distract her or make it seem like he was that jerky boyfriend that had to check in every five minutes because MINE.
Even though yeah, totally mine.]
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I would have liked to paint your face too, Freckles. But this counts, I guess!
[ she's not even sure if he's looking where she is, if he's even noticed, but now it's probably obvious because she's using the red paint that's stained the pad of her pinky finger to draw the outline of a heart on the back of his hand. ]
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That's partly why I didn't come by the booth. I don't think you would have stopped with my face.
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Well now that's a nice thought. [ she hums, pleased, letting her head tip back onto his shoulder. ] You should- [ she sighs, happily ] You should let me do that. [ like he can see the mental image she's painted up of him ]
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Maybe when we're at home. Alone. I'll let you whip out the colors and you can doodle all you want on me. No shirt. Or pants.
[Because he's giving like that.]
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I'm game if you think you can keep up, Dare.
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Keep up? Oh, I can keep up. [ her cheeks are red and for once it's not because she and Stiles are being flirty, but it's completely because of the amount of alcohol in her system. she doesn't feel crazy or dizzy or anything like people said being drunk was like, she's just. silly. and flushed. and maybe guiding him to put his hands on her hips so she can put her arms up to rest on his shoulders. ] There will be so much keeping up.
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Mm, you think so, huh? I don't know. I think you might fall a little short there, shorty.
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[ he just called her shorty. for a second she almost brings up the point that in some parts of the city she's from, 'shorty' is often thrown around as a compliment. girls would think he's being forward. hey shorty. but instead of explaining all of that, she just giggles. yes giggles. alcohol makes her giggle, apparently. ]
I never fall short. If anything I'm going to blaze right by you, and you're going to be like "whoa, what the hell was that?" and I'll just keep on- going.
[ wait she's completely lost track of what they were talking about why is she running from Stiles in this conversation ]
Besides, hey. I'm not the one that will need to keep up. You're the one that will have to sit still while he gets painted. So. You'll be the one. [ that doesn't make any sense either ]
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[Things that were good to know -- she was adorable when she was drunk. He was going to remember that for future endeavors, waiting for times he could pull out alcohol and have drunk Rachel show up again.]
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[ though she's really thinking back on what she just said, like she has to try and remember every word as she said it just to make sure she did, in fact, word correctly. she's pretty certain she did, though. ]
As I was saying. [ here we go ] You'll be the one trying to keep up with being painted. I don't know if you'll be able to handle it. Staying very still while I use my best brushes to slide paint all over your skin. The brushes might be soft, but the paint, it's always going to be cold, no matter what. There's no way to fix that, so. Cool paint, and- [she blows a light puff of air up at his face ] - I'll have to blow on it to help it dry. [ and then she's looking off to the side, which she might usually do as a flirty thing, but this time it's actual thought, her swaying even slowing to a stop ] I wonder if I could draw up some of that edible body paint.
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Stop trying to turn me on in public. I'm too drunk to do anything that wouldn't be mildly embarrassing right now and incredibly embarrassing later and would make me have to make up for my manhood at another point. Behave, Red, or I'll have to find something to punish you with. A time out. The time out chair. With no paints.
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[ taking the time out chair threat very seriously. her hands slide in to hold his face, and she's not really panicking, but there's a pout on her face now. a pout and maybe some mild puppy eyes ]
Stiles, you can't do that to me. I didn't mean to, I was just trying to prove you wrong.
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[He smiled down at her, hands moving to her hips and maybe pulling her in a little bit closer. Because they were dancing.]
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You're impossible, you know that? Far too cute for your own good and you know it. How am I supposed to stand up against that. I am but a mere mortal man and I have... literally no ability to say no to you. It's kind of sad. I need to hire someone to be my no man.
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[ get it cause they're standing super close, practically on top of each other, and hardly even dancing anymore? eh? she's looking up at him even though he's not even looking down at her anymore, hands back on his shoulders. sort of rubbing, sort of just enjoying the feeling of his t-shirt against her hands. soft t-shirt. maybe that's a booze thing too, being even more feel-friendly than she normally is. ]
It's not sad, it's lovely. You're lovely. You're just so- [ siiiigh ] Why in the world would you want to say no to me, anyway?
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Snape's a dick.
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Your teachers are my teachers, but this isn't a school dance, so they have no say in what we do or do not do here. [ do. or. do. not. do. it's all said very deliberately just to ensure that she's wording correctly. but then she's frowning up at him again, this time in confusion ] Why were you asking Snape for dating advice if you didn't want dating advice? Why were you asking Snape for-
Why were you asking for dating advice...
[ genuinely worried now. well, genuinely drunkenly worried. ]
Am I difficult to date?
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[Shit. He hadn't meant to spill those beans. Sighing, he dropped his head down so that it rested against hers.]
I was asking for general advice on things to do for dates. Like that one I took you on. I wanted a few... tips.
And Snape just barged in and was a dick.
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[ only she doesn't sound all menacing and WHAT DID YOU SAAAY? it just. oh. youwhat.. maybe amused, maybe a little nervous, but most definitely curious. ]
Stiles. You little button.
[ cute as a- right. that made sense. ]
When did you do that and how did I miss it?
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[He shouldn't have asked that as a question, but he was still so uncertain about boyfriend stuff and if he was doing it right. He wanted to be. Wanted to make sure she never had anything to complain about, but...]
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TW: Starting to be perverts with dirty talk.
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