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nysalogs2018-11-28 07:34 pm
particlebarrier) wrote in nysalogs2018-11-28 07:34 pm
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a roaring good time [open]
Who: Lance (particlebarrier>), some reluctant paladins and YOU.
What: Party at the Treehouse of Lions. Mingling ensues.
When: End of November
Where: Keith’s treehouse in Wyver
Warning(s): TBD, none anticipated
[For those who decide to take the invite and head on over to Wyver for the night, they’ll find the address given leads to a certain treehouse in Wyver. It’s fairly obvious which one’s the party house because there are blue balloons and a welcome sigh posted at the foot of the ladder.
The following prompts are just laying out some flavor text for what’s around each area of the house, so feel free to come up with your own prompts! This is intended to be a mingle log, so let’s get mingling!]
i. living room
[The living room’s been cleared to make space for a dance floor! The fog machine that someone foolishly sold Lance is pumping out some fog for ~ambience~ and the lion pinata is hanging right at the center of it all where you’d expect to see a disco ball or something. For music… well, Lance doesn’t have music from home, so instead we have whatever Olympians and Wyvers consider “dance music” playing. some of it’s probably a little weird, oops. Alternatively there’s a couch here to sit and people watch on, too!]
ii. kitchen
[Need a break from the bloody fog machine and music? Yeah, can’t blame you. There’s some food laid out in the kitchen — things like pizza, finger foods. There’s also a cake. Most of the drinks provided are of the non-alcoholic variety, but you can find some wine and some of that liquor from the Wyver harvest season as well. The balloons have spilled over in here as well.]
iii. roof
[Man, so you’re really trying to escape the party, huh? Well there’s another ladder that leads up to the roof if you need some down time. It’s a treehouse so enjoy your view from above. It’s at least a nice night out, so hang out, stargaze, be your authentic recluse self.]
particlebarrier>), some reluctant paladins and YOU.What: Party at the Treehouse of Lions. Mingling ensues.
When: End of November
Where: Keith’s treehouse in Wyver
Warning(s): TBD, none anticipated
[For those who decide to take the invite and head on over to Wyver for the night, they’ll find the address given leads to a certain treehouse in Wyver. It’s fairly obvious which one’s the party house because there are blue balloons and a welcome sigh posted at the foot of the ladder.
The following prompts are just laying out some flavor text for what’s around each area of the house, so feel free to come up with your own prompts! This is intended to be a mingle log, so let’s get mingling!]
i. living room
[The living room’s been cleared to make space for a dance floor! The fog machine that someone foolishly sold Lance is pumping out some fog for ~ambience~ and the lion pinata is hanging right at the center of it all where you’d expect to see a disco ball or something. For music… well, Lance doesn’t have music from home, so instead we have whatever Olympians and Wyvers consider “dance music” playing. some of it’s probably a little weird, oops. Alternatively there’s a couch here to sit and people watch on, too!]
ii. kitchen
[Need a break from the bloody fog machine and music? Yeah, can’t blame you. There’s some food laid out in the kitchen — things like pizza, finger foods. There’s also a cake. Most of the drinks provided are of the non-alcoholic variety, but you can find some wine and some of that liquor from the Wyver harvest season as well. The balloons have spilled over in here as well.]
iii. roof
[Man, so you’re really trying to escape the party, huh? Well there’s another ladder that leads up to the roof if you need some down time. It’s a treehouse so enjoy your view from above. It’s at least a nice night out, so hang out, stargaze, be your authentic recluse self.]
no subject
[No less over something he can't remember, which Feels Bad Man in a complete irrelevant, stupid way. Fortunately any and all of that's canceled out by Lance's word of advice -- demand? Inquiry? It's an insult, and a narrow finds his brow--
A pair of fists find his collar just as well. He'll wait all of a moment before swinging a forearm up to sweep them away. That success rate depends on his grip.]
I'm fine and have been since the beginning. You're overreacting.
no subject
He doesn't let go. But something in his demeanor shifts away from anger to a numbed disapointment.]
You're the one who gets into trouble by going on these weird missions at night!
[Don't think he's forgotten about this Cree shit.]
And maybe you're fine, but I wasn't okay? [....] I'm not okay.
[It's the first time he's admitted as much out loud. With Allura running off into the forest babbling about being the apothecary's daughter, every other paladin and all of his family members still in stasi with no signs of waking up, and Keith just gone. the house had been so empty and lonely... and:]
I really needed you, alright? I...[Finally, he does let go and hangs his head.] ..I guess I thought we had a bonding moment.