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crosslaced ([personal profile] crosslaced) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr2018-11-22 12:38 pm

you and me in the moonlight

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.
vagabone: (and I apologize)

[personal profile] vagabone 2018-11-29 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, don't even get him started on his thoughts about necromancy. Even dead, it wasn't something he thought about much until the walking fungustaur happened. Literal nightmare fuel, thank you so much, Foster.]

Absolutely. Think we should do this every month?

[Seeing as it doesn't seem like anyone can stop unpleasant stuff from happening every few weeks...]
devilstongue: (🔮 15)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2018-12-02 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, absolutely. It would probably keep morale up, if anything.

[ Molly's glad that his eyes have no pupil in them, being a complete red shade - it means his staring ta this man(?) was at least not as obvious as it was. Still, his confusion reaches a point and he just blurts out; ]

...what the hell are you?
vagabone: (sigh)

[personal profile] vagabone 2018-12-04 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[For a skeleton, he has a freakishly expressive face, doesn't he? Bone shouldn't be able to move like skin. Aaand the grin is gone. You were doing so well, Molly.]

Dead guy. I'm a dead guy. What are you?

[A horrible demon stereotype, and yet he's not making a fuss about it!!]
devilstongue: (🔮 87)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2018-12-06 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, the same.

[ Molly plz. ]

Not in quite such literal sense, however. I don't think I've never even imagined such an animated skeleton.

[ Pun vaguely intended?? ]

Since you don't really seem like the mindless necromancer creatures back home, I'm going to assume we're good?
vagabone: (don't yank my chain)

[personal profile] vagabone 2018-12-10 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know, would they be just sitting around at a party? Behaving?

[It comes out a little more defensive than he meant it to--immediate regret. Who is he to be cranky about people being weirded out when the living dead randomly show up to parties? He... tones it down.]

Sorry. Yeah, we're good. You're halfway right, I was yanked right out of the land of the dead where I belong. No way back.
devilstongue: (🔮 40)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2018-12-10 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Molly doesn't feel particularly bad for asking, because seriously. The man is a walking skeleton. Even his own weirdness is a few steps below that. ]

...how is it?

[ He asks instead, a little more somber. ]
vagabone: (Default)

[personal profile] vagabone 2018-12-11 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Keep telling yourself that, Molly. He'd rather be a skeleton than look like a demon.]

Being dead? Eh. Not too different than being alive. Woke up a skeleton in a city that... pretty much just looked like a normal city, only more colorful, and it was sort of built up instead of out. And all the people were skeletons.
devilstongue: (🔮 81)

[personal profile] devilstongue 2018-12-14 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ouch, that's a burn even with fire resistance! ]

Why a skeleton, though?

[ Molly's not exactly knowledgeable about death and what happens after, despite this being his second death. People just walking around as skeletons forever seemed really weird to him. He'd expect something more like endless moonlight and a huge orgy, but he's a child of the Moonweaver. That's just their thing.

Again, skeletons just makes him think undeath and horrors. ]


I'm Mollymauk, by the way. I should probably at least introduce myself after insulting you.
vagabone: (NO NOT THAT)

[personal profile] vagabone 2018-12-19 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Seriously?]

What do you mean why? I'm dead. I died. It's not that weird that the afterlife is full of skeletons.

[...someone doesn't like questions he doesn't actually know the answer to. Not that anyone else does either. He runs a hand down his face and... tries to move on.]

I'm Héctor.