EVENT MINGLE: AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR

[asgardmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The event mingle for the And A Happy New Year event.
When: Days 555-557
Where: Anywhere in town!
Rating: PG-13 tops! If it gets worse, move to a private log please.

DAY 555 (Dec 14-15)

As the last of the black ice is cleared from the city - and the last of its natives wake from their gray slumber - a cautious winter celebration begins. The city itself opens its doors wide to the allied forces still camped outside it and the natives invite the Travelers to observe the beginning of Winter and the approach of the end of the Asgardian year with them.

The day begins with what seems like a typical party in the streets. There is food, music, and an attitude of general warmth and hope from the Natives that hasn't been quite so present in a long time. It will be interrupted in the early afternoon by a snowball fight that starts in one sector of the city and quickly snowballs out of control. For a few hours, the city itself will become a veritable warzone, with most of the city's native children and adults alike getting in on the fight! Watch your back and take no prisoners. (NOTE: Please check THIS LINK for player plot information about the snowball fight!)

DAY 556 (Dec 16-17)

Day 556 sees a brief return to old - and maybe familiar - tricks. The festivities continue on outside, but some Travelers throughout the course of the day may find themselves influenced by magical impulse… all in the name of good holiday fun, of course.

The effects of these miniature curses will last anywhere between ten minutes and an hour and happen spontaneously, and most of them are echoes of similar curses that have been laid upon the city before. Travelers may find themselves:

• Unable to lie or actively compelled to blurt truths, consequences be damned
• Only able to communicate in poetry or song
• Given a nagging urge to (sincerely!) compliment anyone they come across
• Compelled to just hold hands with whoever they're near
• Caught under sprigs of magic mistletoe that seem to appear at arbitrary times at equally arbitrary places (though they can either be kissed or just wait a few minutes for it to disappear again)

Your character can be affected by as many and as often as you'd like, but none of them are mandatory. To reward the Travelers for putting up with that silliness one final time, they will find in their rooms that night a basket of chocolate, a horrendously ugly Christmas sweater, and one item from home. The item can be anything that fits within the game's technological and magical rules! If you'd like your character to receive something, please just drop a comment HERE to get it approved.

DAY 557 (Dec 18-19)

Day 557 marks the final day of celebration. That evening, twinkling, magical fairy lights will cover the edges of buildings and the branches of trees all over the city. There are light displays of amazing proportion all over the city, and the Welcome Halls are done up in entirely their signature color. the Travelers will be invited into the castle again for a ball much like the one last year. Thor will announce the end of curfew and tell everyone to party hard, because the hunt for both Surt and a way to heal the World Tree will begin after this.

The party will last until midnight, when everyone will be shuffled out into the courtyard for a brilliant fireworks display. It represents both the victory over Thiazi and the hope that the celebration of this coming new year will not be the last.

[ This is the mingle log for the And A Happy New Year event. Please include your location and the IC day in your top-level comment or your subject line when starting a thread! ]

Comments

[melodyoflogic]

I guess you're right there. [At the same time, it's more awkward in some ways to be stuck to a friend than a stranger, at least for Ayumu. He still seems a bit annoyed as he tries to flex his fingers and fails, deciding to turn his focus to the fruit kabob in his other hand with a chomp.

Huh. Melon?]

I think I'd rather not be stuck to anyone at all though.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Squinting...]

Hidin' behind food again... Don't tell me you're embarrassed.

[Hizumi not everyone is as shameless as you.]

[melodyoflogic]

No, I'm eating. [Yes, he's embarrassed, he just won't admit it. That shamelessness makes it a little more embarrassing, after all.

He's also considering the multitude of dishes he might be able to add these odd fruits to.]

Some of these fruits aren't like anything I've tasted before. I'm thinking about going back to the stall to buy some whole.

[bondsofsuffering]

Cute.

[...Where did that come from?]

So, how are you plannin' on payin' for it? Since your hands are a little full right now.

[melodyoflogic]

W..what? [Congrats Hizumi you've actually caught him off guard there. Enjoy the gap mouthed expression around a piece of what looks to be a orange colored apple slice.]

Did you just call me cute?

[bondsofsuffering]

It was sarcasm.

...Probably. [He thinks? Actually, it was a pretty random thing to say...]

What do you think the chances are of another person with body control and a telepath pickin' the same people to prank?

[melodyoflogic]

You're one to talk. [....wait-- what.

He grimaces, looking slightly annoyed and just a little flustered. That was not what he'd intended to say.]

Not impossible if they're working together, but not very likely.

[bondsofsuffering]

[That gets a small look of surprise. But at the same time...]

Guess that pretty much confirms somethin's up though, right?

[In what other circumstances would Ayumu ever be caught dead saying something like that?]

[melodyoflogic]

Shut up. [Just. Don't comment on it, ok.]

What exactly is causing it the question, though. [He tries to remove his hand from Hizumi's once more and....

Nope, still stuck like glue.]

[bondsofsuffering]

But you're even cuter when you're all flustered.

[...Okay, so it's not really the word choice he'd prefer, but he'll make an allowance for this occasion because this is hilarious to watch.]

--Think it's one of those curses people kept complainin' about way back when? It doesn't seem like they do them too often these days, but maybe it's the gods' way of celebratin'.

[melodyoflogic]

Wha.... stop that! [Congratulations, he's outright blushing now.]

You're getting a kick out of this, aren't you?

[His expression grows sour.]

.....Come on, you can at least help me shop if we're going to be stuck like this.

[And without another word he's.... basically dragging Hizumi off towards the food stalls. A bit more forcefully than necessary. And muttering about what sounds like lunch so Hizumi can keep quiet.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Innocently:] I can't help it if it's really a curse. You said somethin' weird too, didn't you?

[Hizumi's just much better at brushing it off, apparently. He'll allow himself to be dragged along, looking no less entertained by the whole thing.]

[melodyoflogic]

Only as weird as you did. Really, you're calling me cute, but you've got the puppy look down to an art.

[.....Geh.

His gait quickens as he clamps his mouth shut, more or less in an attempt to avoid further conversation.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Really Ayumu.

Really.]

Puppy, huh?

[Don't think he's letting you get away with just that. Especially since they may as well be glued together at the hands-- there's no escape.]

[melodyoflogic]

[He groans, hanging his head for a moment.]

It fits.

[Not that he even wanted to say that in the first place.]

[bondsofsuffering]

Wait, hold up--

Don't tell me this is somethin' you normally think up-?!

[Ayumu have you spent all this time thinking of him as a puppy because if so we need to have Words.]

[melodyoflogic]

Well you are kind o.... [You know what.

He's just going to slap the hand still holding what's left of the kabob over his mouth. Awkward with fruit slices pressed against his cheek, but it works well enough.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Wow

WOW...........]

Where did that even come from-?!

[melodyoflogic]

[Whatever Ayumu says is thankfully muffled, much to his luck. Hizumi will get no answer unless he finds a way to get Ayumu's hand away.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Hizumi will just

totally invade Ayumu's personal space as he tries to pull that arm away.]

Sorry, couldn't quite hear you.

[melodyoflogic]

[Excuse you stop hanging all over him what are you doing.

He tries to pull himself back away from Hizumi on reflex, forgetting for a moment that they're kind of attached. Unfortunately for Hizumi, the recent snowfall has made the ground just slightly more perilous for such actions.

Sorry bro, he's tripping and falling backwards and you'll have to think fast if you don't want to meet an icy, damp faceful of snow.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[In hindsight this may have been a bad idea.

With their hands stuck together as they are, he doesn't have the mobility nor the time to maneuver in such a way to soften the fall. So, as Ayumu tumbles, so does he, hitting the ground hard enough to knock the breath from his lungs momentarily.]

...Ow.

[It's going to take him a bit before he actually realizes that they appear to have fallen under a sprig of mistletoe. That certainly can't be ominous.]

[melodyoflogic]

[Ayumu hisses as he impacts with the ground none too gently, and that sound spikes an octave when Hizumi lands with him. He's knocked his head a bit against snowcovered stone, and it takes him a few moments to shake the pain off and open his eyes.]

What was that for?

[He stares upwards at the leaves of the tree above, going to push himself up with a groan before pausing as he realizes his movement is somewhat restricted.

And then he spots the sprig up above.]

....Hizumi.

[bondsofsuffering]

What.

[It's flatly said as he brings his free hand to the back of his head, eyes closed in a wince. He didn't hit it as hard as Ayumu, but it still doesn't feel too great.

And given that he's more than okay with laying around in the snow apparently, he hasn't even noticed the restrictions on their movements yet.]

[melodyoflogic]

[Ayumu just points up, his lips thinning a little as the snowmelt starts to seep through the back of his coat in an uncomfortable manner. This town couldn't cut them a break, could it...?]

Look up.