destinystrings | WINE PARTY EVENT

WINE PARTY EVENT

Who: EVERYONE IN HINOTO-RI
Where: The Square in Scorpio Ward
When: Begins 00:00 New Years!
Summary: Anant and his Persona Dionysus throw a wine party! Mingle, have fun, and watch out for the drinks, some of them are spiked...
Warnings: Alcohol, so expect some silliness in this log. All of the silliness.

It began entirely by accident, really.

Anant had learned that one celebrated the turning of the New Year - a novel experience, really! A world that didn't stand still, that had the cycle of night and day, and the turning of the seasons; the thought of beginning time anew was something beautiful and magnificent to the deluded god. No wonder humans would celebrate such an event!

Dionysus had suggested that perhaps wine would be the best thing to toast the New Year with - and, of course, it would be best to celebrate it where the moon was high in the sky and the stars in view. Atmosphere was just as important! Their quest took them to the square in the Scorpio Ward, nicely fixed up from a past event (something about scorpions, they didn't pry). Anant, of course, brought their own table.

Dionysus supplied the wine, Anant pushed it upon those who were passing by at the time, and soon a crowd began to gather. It started small, but Anant's bubbly personality, delicious wine, and the lighthearted atmosphere drew more and more Hinoto-Ri natives to the scene, and eventually, some of the new arrivals. By the time the clock struck midnight, on the New Years, a large impromptu party had taken over the square!

The free alcohol was possibly the cause of it, but so long as everyone was happy and having fun, why should Anant object to such a thing! To observe such a large congregation of people together - it was magical! Fantastical!

Devious.

It was just past half past twelve in the morning when the 'effect's began appearing. But what did one expect, accepting alcohol from the God of Lunacy? With the moon so high on the sky, washing down on the people below, on such a jovial occasion, how couldn't Dionysus splash a bit of mischief in there?

So have fun, my fellow inhabitants. This night will surely be memorable...

[OOC: Sorry for the tl;dr! Alrighty, so everyone can mingle and do as they please in the comments! You do not have to know Anant to log in - you don't even have to interact with them! Just do your own thing and have fun!

For the list of effects that can occur, click here! You can mix and match, stick with one, or not pick any at all if you want!

HAPPY NEW YEARS!]

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"Yeah... it is." He sighed a little, glancing back down, but there was a smile in it. "Who did you come here with?" He looked back to her, pulling his knees up to himself a little.

"My... uh..." She still hasn't come up with the right word to describe this relationship. "Beau?" That might work. "Death."

She knew his name. His name was easy.

"Your bow? You... have a weapon named Death?" That seemed almost... well, he didn't have weapons, so he supposed he wasn't one to judge, but he'd heard some of the hunters referring to their own weapons before. Heartless, Breaker, Law, Beauty....

...

All right, so maybe it wasn't so odd. Just a little more... straightforward. And it wasn't like he hadn't heard the hunters and guards referring to their weapons as friends before anyway, so....

Okay, that basically put her back where she started. "I guess it's a bit of an old fashioned word. I just... feel a little silly calling a seven foot skeleton my boyfriend." She giggles at the very thought of it.

Ah, no, the other direction -- the slang's too recent for one who ~~still thinks digital watches are pretty neat~~ hadn't heard of chocolate before coming here.

But she kept a skeleton? Well, there were stranger things to consider friends. He knew one of their own hunters in particular was known for talking to his halberd. And then insisting that it spoke back to him.

Maybe it was no wonder that she felt silly about it?

"Oh. ...I take it that it isn't a human skeleton, if it's seven feet tall, then? I haven't seen a human of that height before...."

"Well, he's an anthropomorphic personification. We both are. I think he's probably the only being I could have wound up with like that." Hopefully that would clear things up. Because the whole relationship was still on occasion confusing. Usually when she was trying to use words about it. It just... worked.

"A... what?" His wings sunk a little bit. It wasn't for lack of wanting to, but he simply wasn't getting this yet.

That, at least, was a fairly standard point of confusion. It was amazing, how few people had actually heard of such things. But even in her own world, that had been true. More things in heaven and earth. "It's an idea given a humanlike form. Well, somewhat humanlike, in his case. Skeleton and all."

"Oh! Like the way wraiths look?" What. Well, in his world it wasn't too far off, but... this wasn't his world, and she wasn't from it, and....

At least he was trying?

"Well, I don't know your wraiths, but from the sound of the name, it's probably about right." THe idea of a wraith of some sort seemed to pop up in an awful lot of cultures. There seemed to be certain constants to what was assigned that name.

And there was that subtle change in expression, the bit more of a smile at his eyes, as he was sure he'd finally gotten it. He seemed plenty calm about it, too.

"If the two of you are ideas given form... and he's the idea of death... then... what idea might you be?"

"Also death. We're from different worlds." It had seemed strange at first, but she'd had two years to get used to the idea. "Some people prefer to call me Didi."

"Oh. And I don't suppose he would be from Nosgoth either? ...Where is it you're from?"

Absently, he peeked back down to his sketchbook, and ran a nail from the binding on the top, into the book itself, finding a new blank page that way, smoothing the paper out with his fingers.

"He's from the Discworld. The universe I'm responsible for doesn't have a specific name." Just a big old the. Which was a bit of a misnomer, since apparently it wasn't actually allowed the definite article.

He paused again at that, smile turning to a more confused look after a second. "But if you have responsibilities to your... universe... and you're here... I assume you mean you're responsible for death happening there? ....so what happens while you're absent?"

This was a concern here, really. At least he wasn't apparently afraid she'd be causing more deaths here?

She grimaces. "Nothing good. But, fortunately, I can be more than one place at a time. And enough happened in Mayfield to make me sure that the... rest of me is still hard at work."

"Ah." A little nod. "...and... Mayfield is?"

A slight pause-- "I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry so much. There's just... so much that's new here to me, and...." Have an apologetic shrug and a bit of a sheepish smile.

"It's fine. I'm used to answering a lot of questions." Major function, really. "Mayfield was another strange place that brought people from other worlds. It's where we met."

"I see." He wondered, for a moment, just how many worlds there were... and then pushed that thought aside. He had no way of guessing in the first place, and it wasn't something he needed to hurt his head trying to figure out.

"Well..." he looked back up to her again, eyes having wandered back down to the page before him for just a moment while he thought. It wasn't that he didn't have anything to ask death herself, or whatever part of death she was... it was that nothing came to mind. Plus, he'd already been asking her things, and it was starting to feel a bit one-sided, which he wasn't entirely comfortable with; he'd never liked feeling like a bother to others in the least, even if it was only in his own mind.

So instead, "is there anything you'd like to ask me?"

"I'd actually like to hear a bit more about your people. What you value, what your great arts are, that sort of thing." Death was at her core a people person. And here was a whole culture she didn't know.

"Um... well... my clan lives in the Citadel, with the humans. And our ranks are taken from the top of theirs, the best of their hunters that agree to join us." He made a slight face. "I'm not involved in picking those out, though. That's up to the others. I don't really have anything much to do with going out hunting for the other clans. I mean-- I'm an architect."

He paused. Maybe if she asked him something more specific, he'd know better what to say in answer to her?

"Oh, you're an architect?" Now that was nice and specific. She could work with that. "What sort of things do you design?" Architecture wasn't really part of her sphere, but people were and she would always be interested.

"Whatever is needed, I suppose. Our castle, the library, most of the buildings that were added since the humans started allowing us to rebuild our clan...." He shrugged a little. "I've done most of the stained glass, and the displays in the clans' wing of the library."

In other words, she might've even seen some of it while she was looking through the sketchbook. Or, really, seen a fair number of examples, and not realized it.

"So those buildings you were drawing?" This did explain why he was so adept at drawing. NOt that it had needed explaining, of course.

"A lot of them, yes." He's had long enough a time to practice, is the better explanation. Blueprints and observational drawing often required somewhat different skill sets.

"I could've done better on some of them, but..." A little shrug, looking back down to the blank page in the book, cheeks edging a bit toward purple. Absently, he started sketching something again, with light little pencil-strokes....

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giggling so much.

Nouns are fuuuuun

especially when there's language confusion! :D ...and cultural/societal/etc confusion to boot.

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