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deercountry2022-05-09 07:11 pm
megatheorem) wrote in deercountry2022-05-09 07:11 pm
Entry tags:
- adaine: kai,
- allen walker: sleight,
- anna amarande: celene,
- chizuru yukimura: jelle,
- gideon nav: floral,
- iskandar: ran,
- izuku "deku" midoriya: tea,
- kaworu nagisa: ru,
- l lawliet: lexil,
- ortus nigenad: beth,
- palamedes sextus: laura,
- paul atreides: beth,
- sansa stark: lindsey,
- shouto todoroki: blythe,
- shōyō hinata: owlie,
- v (nomad): aj,
- viktor: hal,
- waver velvet: basil
closedish to cool guys having chill day
Who: a bunch of funky friends invited by Viktor and Palamedes*
What: Having a Party in a field with Fireworks
When: the second week-ish in May
Where: (the field outside of) Pal and Viktor's bunker in Gaze
Content Warnings: alcohol and teens drinking it, irresponsible use of explosives, see threads for anything else that comes up
*If you have friendly CR with Palamedes please feel free to handwave that he mentioned this happening, also if your character has CR with a Pal Friend (a pal^2) who would invite them along, he's broadly allowing this. It's not a formal affair in the slightest lmaooo
--
afternoon/evening.
Earlier in the morning on the day of The Fireworks Field Party (tm), Palamedes makes sure to send a quick location ping to anyone who's never been to the Sixth bunker (also tm) before, because it is, indeed, just in a field somewhere in Gaze. The treeline is comfortably distant from the door to said bunker, which is the only real indication anything is out here besides a few "big rocks" that he names, in his message, as landmarks.
As an afterthought, he has set up a little trail of mason jars containing glowing mushrooms to lead the way to The Field, helpfully. The Field is what it sounds like: a dang field, just slightly ominous in the Gaze fashion, although besides the usual somebody's-watching feeling, it's grassy and spacious for kitschy lawn games. Among the things Palamedes has provided (upon recommendation of a shopkeeper, so like, do not perceive his choices, they were made for him) include:
1. Just a load of blankets, big cozy ones dutifully spread out for chilling on, on the ground.
2. Throwing game Crossbones, definitely chosen because of the bones (they are wooden sticks), and just kind of left sitting there waiting because your host does not know how to play physical games.
3. beanbag horseshoes because it rocks
4. Just, like, a specific blanket that has pencils and blank paper sitting on it... This is a free station, no one will question what art happens here.
Harrow has also provided bone chairs for alternate seating, which are precisely what they sound like.
Eventually, the field will also feature a snack table, which is a community effort, and a booze table, which is slightly supervised in the way that your esteemed host(s) will not permit booze and cherry bombs at the same time.
And, because it's an open field in Trench, there is also a table where emergency incense is waiting. Wandering too far from the space immediately around the bunker (which, it's a big space, you'd have to go far) will eventually lead you to blood wards on the ground, on the trunks of a few trees, etc. Don't touch these. Don't be gross.
the fucken fireworks.
It's fireworks. Once it's dark, there are even more glowing mushroom jars and homemade alchemy glowsticks from Waver to be passed around, somehow, and at least some of the little beanbags glow in the dark, ooh!! Viktor has provided cherry bombs to be used with at least a little caution, for god's sake. There are also some slightly larger fireworks in much shorter supply, from a shop, that will be closely guarded until someone with pyrotechnics talent convinces Palamedes they deserve one. Godspeed.
Broadly: this is a fireworks party (tm) for individual wee ones you can throw around on your own, with only a brief smattering of the big ones that light up the whole sky above the field. It's a chill time for cool buds, fire safety is encouraged, so is vibing on the blankets and enjoying a nice evening.
At various times, local dope musician Anna Amarande will be providing some light musical entertainment, for vibes.
the bunker i guess.
The party is not in here, but for reference:
-it's locked via numpad and neither of these stickbug nerds are giving out the code but they'll open the door if asked... you don't have to leave the place to go to the bathroom lmf
-it's a bunker. it's one room and a bathroom in the back. it's full of disorganized nerd stuff and an oversized moon orb and pal's mean omen, rocky the cool rat (harpy eagle), who will aggressively flap at anyone with sticky fingers until they leave
-the code is 69420 so if you're super funny like gideon you COULD guess it
What: Having a Party in a field with Fireworks
When: the second week-ish in May
Where: (the field outside of) Pal and Viktor's bunker in Gaze
Content Warnings: alcohol and teens drinking it, irresponsible use of explosives, see threads for anything else that comes up
*If you have friendly CR with Palamedes please feel free to handwave that he mentioned this happening, also if your character has CR with a Pal Friend (a pal^2) who would invite them along, he's broadly allowing this. It's not a formal affair in the slightest lmaooo
--
afternoon/evening.
Earlier in the morning on the day of The Fireworks Field Party (tm), Palamedes makes sure to send a quick location ping to anyone who's never been to the Sixth bunker (also tm) before, because it is, indeed, just in a field somewhere in Gaze. The treeline is comfortably distant from the door to said bunker, which is the only real indication anything is out here besides a few "big rocks" that he names, in his message, as landmarks.
As an afterthought, he has set up a little trail of mason jars containing glowing mushrooms to lead the way to The Field, helpfully. The Field is what it sounds like: a dang field, just slightly ominous in the Gaze fashion, although besides the usual somebody's-watching feeling, it's grassy and spacious for kitschy lawn games. Among the things Palamedes has provided (upon recommendation of a shopkeeper, so like, do not perceive his choices, they were made for him) include:
1. Just a load of blankets, big cozy ones dutifully spread out for chilling on, on the ground.
2. Throwing game Crossbones, definitely chosen because of the bones (they are wooden sticks), and just kind of left sitting there waiting because your host does not know how to play physical games.
3. beanbag horseshoes because it rocks
4. Just, like, a specific blanket that has pencils and blank paper sitting on it... This is a free station, no one will question what art happens here.
Harrow has also provided bone chairs for alternate seating, which are precisely what they sound like.
Eventually, the field will also feature a snack table, which is a community effort, and a booze table, which is slightly supervised in the way that your esteemed host(s) will not permit booze and cherry bombs at the same time.
And, because it's an open field in Trench, there is also a table where emergency incense is waiting. Wandering too far from the space immediately around the bunker (which, it's a big space, you'd have to go far) will eventually lead you to blood wards on the ground, on the trunks of a few trees, etc. Don't touch these. Don't be gross.
the fucken fireworks.
It's fireworks. Once it's dark, there are even more glowing mushroom jars and homemade alchemy glowsticks from Waver to be passed around, somehow, and at least some of the little beanbags glow in the dark, ooh!! Viktor has provided cherry bombs to be used with at least a little caution, for god's sake. There are also some slightly larger fireworks in much shorter supply, from a shop, that will be closely guarded until someone with pyrotechnics talent convinces Palamedes they deserve one. Godspeed.
Broadly: this is a fireworks party (tm) for individual wee ones you can throw around on your own, with only a brief smattering of the big ones that light up the whole sky above the field. It's a chill time for cool buds, fire safety is encouraged, so is vibing on the blankets and enjoying a nice evening.
At various times, local dope musician Anna Amarande will be providing some light musical entertainment, for vibes.
the bunker i guess.
The party is not in here, but for reference:
-it's locked via numpad and neither of these stickbug nerds are giving out the code but they'll open the door if asked... you don't have to leave the place to go to the bathroom lmf
-it's a bunker. it's one room and a bathroom in the back. it's full of disorganized nerd stuff and an oversized moon orb and pal's mean omen, rocky the cool rat (harpy eagle), who will aggressively flap at anyone with sticky fingers until they leave
-the code is 69420 so if you're super funny like gideon you COULD guess it
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with that done it's time to focus on pal's everything because really, what a delight. the kids probably think he's just actually named pal and this just keeps getting better.] It's on the shirt now, you'll just have to accept this. [he does offer a hand on pal's arm in these trying times.
selfie is another concept he's only vaguely familiar with, though he can guess at what shoyo is asking based on the situation. immortalizing this moment does sound like it's important for the world as a whole, so he offers pal an amused and maybe vaguely apologetic look for his suffering before tugging lightly at his arm to direct him closer so they can do said selfie.]
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Anyway, Viktor giving a fistbump has to be the most precious thing he's ever seen, so thank you Shoyo for this other, unintentional gift. This is enough to make him accept the concept of immortalizing this in picture form without any fussing, so good jobs all around from everyone. He does still sigh, but it's on the edge of a look that can only be described as fondly resigned.]
Alright, alright. I'm here.
[As if he could escape!! He loops his arm into Viktor's and sticks close to his side, holding out his other arm for Shoyo to duck under once he's readied the omni. No one can ever accuse Palamedes of not being a team player, look at this willingness. These two spindly dweebs are going to have to both stoop considerably, sorry Shoyo about them, but!! He is selfie ready.]
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Baguettes!
[ and there they had it! shoyo takes perhaps too many shots of the same frame, but it's just a precaution! bringing himself back at ease, he shows of the shot to the both of them with the purest of smiles. ]
I'll send you two a copy! [ how can someone??? take the sun's job like this?? ] Thanks for putting this all together, both of you!
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it's sweet. he regards the picture with an amused huff. can they print pictures here? who knows, if so maybe it can go on the fridge to every day pal needs to confront hot wings.]
Please do- and no, this was all Palamedes. I think he's been quite successful though, who knew he had a future as a party planner.
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It wasn't all me. [This with a Look and a nudge for Viktor, who literally made ninety percent of these fireworks? Sir?] I hardly provided anything besides the venue.
[And the blankets. And the games. And the organizational effort. Hmm. Actually, don't perceive him.]
Regardless; I'm glad you're having a good time.
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I am! Hey, I'm gonna go grab something to eat, I'm starving— [ as all warmbloods will feel, during may! shoyo was already hungry all the time due to his revoltingly fast metabolism, and now? trench has created a monster, with a literal blackhole for a stomach. ] We should play Crossbones later! What do you say, Viktor?
[ viktor? you are the decision-maker in this household. shoyo knows this. ]
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his point made he now has time to blink at being asked to play a game, that's... new?] Oh eh... yes, why not?
[he gives pal a look like which one was crossbones again? guess we're playing it though. he doesn't hate the idea which is probably because this odd sports man is sunshine and infectious like that.]
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You needn't! Anyway, you can be the first challenger; Crossbones is the one with the sticks.
[They are Going to Lose. It'll be fun. Also why is Viktor the decision-maker, hey...]
Four arms is an unfair advantage, Shoyo. Spare us and just use two?
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I’d never cheat, Mister Party Planner.
[ said with the sincerest of meanings. now, come forth! shōyō is the first to happily jounce ahead to grab a spot for three at crossbones— as if they weren’t actually the only ones to play?
he’s an eager beaver. ]