EVENT LOG: LOOK! A DISTRACTION!

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Look! A Distraction! Festival log part one. The overflow log can be found here and part two of the event can be found here.
When: Days 338-341 (Oct. 8-15)
Where: The castle courtyard.
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

[ All barriers are coming down for this five-day event: both the ones between the gods and their Travelers and between the city and its center. The castle courtyard is open to any and all for the next five days. NPC booths with games, snacks, and trinkets fill the space both along and around the entrance with plenty of room to spare for anything the Travelers might want to set up for themselves. Music and food fill the air at a constant, with firepits and decorative torches burning at night to light up the courtyard in an earthy glow and keep everyone warm. There will be plenty of food and entertainment, and the party will last throughout the night each night.

The theme of the festivities will change with every day:

Day 338 (Oct. 8/9)

It's time for a costume party! Travelers will be encouraged by the natives and gods alike to wear costumes both silly and serious! Anyone needing assistance simply need to say the word, and they will be descended upon by enthusiastic natives ready to help and desperate to put the tragedy of Thiazi's attack behind them.

Day 339 (Oct. 10/11)

Familiar scents will waft in the air with the theme of the second day: Home away from Home! The visiting god Honir has made a push to organize food and music straight from the Travelers' worlds, and it will all seem absolutely and utterly authentic. The natives will be cooking and playing music throughout the festival, and will be encouraging Travelers to to teach others about their own world/time's clothing and culture.

Day 340 (Oct. 12/13)

This day is going to follow something of a Samhain celebration. Merlin, with the permission and help from the gods, planted the seed of an oak tree in the centre of the courtyard. By this day, it will have grown as large as though it's been there for a hundred years. Travellers will be welcomed to tie ribbons or letters to the tree for their departed loved ones and friends, whether they've passed on or simply left the city, in remembrance and a final farewell.

However, being far too curious about to whom they're writing, Honir will be going through all of the ribbons and letters when no one's looking. Moved by their losses, he'll be bugging Mimir into helping him perform a spell that will bring a sort of comfort to everyone. Characters can receive up to a maximum of three photographs of themselves with whomever their ribbon is for, regardless of whether or not they ever took a picture with that person or even had the technology to do so. All of these photographs will be candid shots of happy memories that will be waiting for them on the Travelers' pillows.

(We aren't doing approvals for these so please, limit yourselves to only three photographs!)

Day 341 (Oct. 14/15)

This day will introduce a festival game with the gods! As you go around to the various booths and attractions throughout the festival, NPCs will be handing out small treats to anyone they see wearing the colors of their patron god - whether you wore the colour intentionally or not!

The gods themselves will also be hosting another game of sorts: each of Asgard's patrons and allies will have a riddle or trivia question for any Travelers that approach them. Answer these correctly and they will tie a token of their favor (a ribbon in their colour or crest) around your upper arm. These ribbons can be cashed in for prizes at any time during the rest of the festival! (More details can be found under Day 341 HERE.)

The log for the fifth day masquerade can be found here!

The event guide for various events throughout the festival can be found here. Please include your location and the IC day (ex. Day 338 - this can be found in the schedule) in your top-level comment or your subject line when starting a thread! If you want to request a certain god, feel free to ping them and we will do what we can. Otherwise, have fun, and as always - let us know if there's anything you need! ]

OVERFLOW LOG

Comments

338.

[mulletrock]

[Dean's not really big on the silks. He thinks it hides too much of a woman's natural beauty. The hair pulled back, that was okay, but covering a lady head to toe was a damn shame as far as he was concerned. He doesn't think it's Morgana when he first sees the babe in the 1920s cocktail dress but he's able to put two and two together pretty damn quick and when he does he makes the journey over there to tell her so.]

You look... [Yeah, there's no charming way of saying this without it being misconstrued as an insult.] hot.

[conquering]

That is a compliment in your world isn't it?

[ she turns to smile at him, something easy and indulgent on her lips. it's been a long while since she did this, the parties and the dresses and the flirty smiles. it's something that belongs to a girl who she once knew, once was. she finds it easier tonight however, to slip into her skin tonight. ]

Devilishly good looking would be a good synonym?

[mulletrock]

[Dean twists his neck to the side with a sheepish grin, all the while his eyes are drinking her in. She's a babe. He knows that even when she's in the long dresses, but this is something else.]

You said it.

[conquering]

[ Like any pretty girl in her time, Morgana loves attention; perhaps she can secretly appreciate an audience even more than the usual girl. she arches an eyebrow, smile turning into a grin. ]

Come not don't gawk. Either dance with me or find me something to drink that is not wine.

[mulletrock]

[His brows lift and he puts his palm down on her back to guide her over toward the bar. It's obvious if he had to choose between the two he'd go with the alcohol.]

Ever had tequila?

[conquering]

No.

[ she sits, crosses one leg over the other. the truth is, she knows little of alcohol outside of mead and wine and vodka and the third she has him to thank for. ]

Am I about to?

[mulletrock]

You bet. C'mon, I'll show you the ropes. It has a burn but if you chase it with some juice it goes down easy.

[Usually tequila wasn't his thing but this time he'd make an exception because it was the quickest way to wind up smashed that he knew of.]

[conquering]

Do you mix them?

[ one thing she learned during her stay here is that in some cases one does mix alcohol and juice to make it easier to drink (she does wonder what is the point if it does not taste good in a natural way but go figure these modern people). ]

the juice and the -- tequila?

[mulletrock]

Usually I don't even drink tequila. It puts me on the fast track to getting smashed.

[He'd be honest because he hadn't lied to her yet. There was a soft spot there for Morgana, sure she was a little crazy and he noticed, but they got each other and he didn't wanna lose that connection. He didn't have it with anyone else.]

[conquering]

By that you mean intoxicated, I assume?

[ she tilts her head. ]

Is that our goal tonight?

[mulletrock]

Yeah, that's what I mean. I keep forgetting you're from the Dark Ages or whenever.

[He's not bothered by it. She isn't the first person he's met here that wasn't from the same period of time.]

Guess it depends on you. I have plenty of time to drink. Especially in the next few days. I'd kinda like to not wind up with alcohol poisoning.

[conquering]

The Dark Ages?

[ she elbows him because, rude. ]

They were dark, certainly; but isn't every age?

I rather keep you in good health as well, or Sam shall seek my head.

[mulletrock]

It's not me. That's a historical label, sister.

[Dean had no qualms with telling her exactly how it was. He didn't care that she was from that time period.]

Yeah, he'd be pretty pissed. We'll just keep it between us.

[conquering]

And a dreadful one. I cannot think how history would remember this city for all its battles.

[ but look she'll place a single finger over her lips. ]

I am quite proficient at keeping secrets.

[mulletrock]

I don't think anyone should remember this city, period. When everything's over the gods can take the spoils and send me home.

[Dean just grabs them one drink each, mixing the tequila with a little juice for her and deciding what the hell why not drink it straight when it comes to himself.]

I hope so. I don't need Sam's attitude problem. Not after the metric ton of crap I just went through 'cause of Thiazi and a piss poor higher-ups.

[conquering]

I am certain he shall show you some mercy.

[ she takes her own drink and takes a long sip, making a face just a bit because the taste is unusual even with the juice. ]

I am less horrendous than Thiazi, surely.

[mulletrock]

Yeah, maybe. You don't know him. He can be a real bitch.

[And that was putting it lightly. He really didn't want to face his brother down after everything that happened but he'd rather have him here than off on his own back home.]

Absolutely. I'd pick you over her any day.

[conquering]

Such a compliment, Dean Winchester -

[ but she sips her drink and laughs into it, amused and light, as if there was ever a choice ]

[mulletrock]

If you're looking for flattery you came to the wrong place.

[Dean gives her a flirtatious look. So he knows he's barking up the wrong tree by pursuing her, but he can't help it. She's a bombshell and most of the time they shared similar opinions.]