you and me in the moonlight

[crosslaced]

Who: You!
What: A year end party MINGLELOG to help everyone recover from the Shit we’ve been through.
When: Forwarddated to Nov 24
Where: Enso E4, close to the ST Temple
Warnings: Mark as necessary, but none expected.

As the end of November draws near…… it’s time for that player plot the mods hinted at in their latest announcement.

Laurent’s Witch Labyrinth! -no, actually, it’s just a party.

[preparation]

All day on the 24th people are hard at work setting up on the golden beaches of Enso. The Storyteller’s Temple can be seen from the site and vice versa; it’s just a short walk away. There’s quite a bit to be done, so every extra pair of hands are welcome!

[the party]

As evening falls, a series of torches light up the party site for the lost; most prominent are the three large campfires spaced out across the beach, offering a variety of gathering spots for those who don’t like the loud partying going on at the other one.

There’s more than enough food to go around. An entire Cariborn is being dug up from the sandy soil way up the beach, having been roasted in the ground. There’s a wide variety spread out on tables… of handwaved origin… maybe they’re the ones left around from 4/20?? It’s probably fine. Herb- baked vegetables, fresh fruits, meat of various types, pizza!! and yes, Muffet’s Magic Blackberry Alcohol abound.

We’ve also got party favors. Amongst them, it seems like..... owo are these sparklers?

Come hang out! It’s a well-deserved break.

[activities]

The children (and adults so-inclined) have some cute party games to have fun with. There’s a simple little ringtoss area set up, with rings that aren’t even proper circles (listen, Laurent tried) and wooden stakes in the ground to be ringed.

Across the wide stretch of sand there's a lot that can be done- want to build some sandcastles? Pick some shells? Fight some crabs? The beach is dotted with doodles in the sand, inviting you to join in.

The biggest attraction is perhaps the petting zoo- well, it’s a cluster of animals just hanging out, but you get the idea. Located far up on the beach and away from the danger of the waves, the petting zoo has three whole Chocobos, two whole Tigerlilies (one of which is clearly guarding the Chocobos), and one whole horse. Sometimes two horses, but the grey wandering one is wearing a plaque that says “I BITE. PET ME CAREFULLY.”

[storyteller?]

Yes, ST-chan is invited! I’m leaving it to them to top-level or tag out at their leisure. Keep an eye out for the bunny god, they’re Coming.

Comments

[tuskenlancer]

[ CT watches Asgore at the ring toss, torn halfway between amusement and feeling bad for him. He's obviously trying, but it's equally obvious that it's not working, with the rings almost disappearing into the poor guy's...hand? Paw?

Finally she steps closer, speaking up. ]

You'd think they'd have different sizes. Some of us have a definite advantage.

[journalname]

Oh - [He smiles a little sheepishly; he knows how ridiculous he must look.] - perhaps that would have been too much effort. There are not so many people here my size.

[tuskenlancer]

[ Honestly, he doesn't look any more ridiculous than anyone else trying to play ring toss. She smiles back, shrugging her shoulders. ]

There aren't so many people here to begin with. What's the point of a game if not everyone can play?

[journalname]

I suppose. But I should hate for anyone to go to that effort only for me. [He holds one of the rings up to inspect it closer.] I probably could have made some of these myself, now that I think of it...it does not seem important that they are perfect circles.

[tuskenlancer]

There's probably someone else here who'd appreciate it. Or we could all play giant ring toss.

[ It'd be an interesting new challenge, at least, right?

She peers closer at the ring he's holding. ]

Can you tell what these ones are made of?

[journalname]

It appears to just be wood...

[He turns one of the little ones over between two fingers.]

I am no great crafter, but I am sure it cannot be that difficult.

[tuskenlancer]

See? Exactly. No effort at all.

[ Says CT, who's never carved anything out of wood - or anything else, for that matter - in her entire life. She glances around the sand, just in case there happens to be a useful piece of driftwood nearby. ]

How big would it have to be?

[journalname]

[He considers his paw, closing it for a moment, then indicates a size that would be easy to grasp.]

About so big. I may try to do that sometime, if this is to be a common game...

[See, the reason he admitted it wouldn't be hard was because he was talking about doing it himself! No reason for anybody else to do it!]

[tuskenlancer]

It's not like there's too much else for entertainment around here.

[ Too late, Asgore. She's completely convinced now that it'll be a breeze. So there's no reason not to offer. ]

I could help.

[journalname]

...if...that is what you want to do. [???] It is no trouble, really.

[tuskenlancer]

Do you not want me to help?

[ She'll back off, if that's what he really wants. ]

I mean, that's fine, but I promise, I'm not busy.

[journalname]

[Oh, well, now he feels bad about it. And the company is certainly something he'd enjoy...that's almost what makes it difficult to accept.]

Well - if you like.

[tuskenlancer]

[ CT smiles, oddly pleased. This isn't what she'd been expecting when she showed up on the beach, but there are worse ways for parties to go. ]

Good.