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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"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....

"Well, life is always about getting better. If everyone started out as good as they were ever going to get it would be boring." And she was, honestly, quite impressed either way.

"I suppose so."

Sketch, sketch-- "I just wish I'd paid a lot more attention to my mentor. It was forever ago, but... if I'd known how much we could've benefitted from what he'd had to teach me...."

A small sigh, but he doesn't let his bit of a smile drop; his (metaphorical) mask holds, at least for the moment. "Live and learn, as they say. But... it turned out well enough."

He looked back up to her, still sketching. "Did you have to learn more about how to do what you do? Er... I mean, the rest of you, or... however that works out?"

"Not at the whole being Death thing, but I used to be really bad at dealing with people." It was actually a bit of an understatement. The words used to fully capture that just weren't used in polite company.

"The only person older than me is Destiny. He gets duty, but he doesn't really get people, so I had to figure a lot on my own."

"I... haven't been very good at being social either. I never have, especially within my own clan." He sort of shrugged, smiling a little more, self-consciously. "It isn't so bad when I'm speaking with our humans, I suppose. Or at least, I find it somewhat easier." A little pause. "Except then, it seems they find it less so."

His smile changed a little, seeming a more honest one, at what'd crossed his mind next. "However, I don't have to deal here with what station I have in my clan. I'm just some strange person with wings, and... it's different. And I think I vastly prefer it." Go back home? Nah, not yet. He's busy enjoying being in Hinoto-Ri, as odd a place as it may be.

"Sometimes it's a lot easier to just be away from any expectations. It gives you a new perspective on things. That's actually what let me get better at it." And it only took millions of years to figure it out!

"Getting a chance to start out again, where no one knew you already?"

Sketch, sketch....

If she wanted to peek at what he was working on, she might be able to recognize it as a picture of herself, at this point.

"If only that'd been possible for me, before now." He smiled a little more again, shaking his head... oh well, he was taking his chance to be here and keeping it. "Where was it you went, when you did?"

"I started spending a day out of every century mortal. Just... picked a planet.

She glances down at the sketchbook. That's a bit unexpected. "Oh... wow."

"Only a day each century?" He paused in sketching, peeking back up at her with a touch of surprise. "But... how many days-- I mean, if they were consecutive, then you'd-- er...." He had no idea how to phrase what he was trying to figure out how to ask, clearly.

She's pretty sure she knows where this is going. People do seem to get hung up on the numbers. "Even just counting the mortal time, I'm a few hundred years old, yes."

"But those were only single days, spread out that far apart? How did you... get into things? Wouldn't it have been easier if you'd just--"

Pausing now, something she'd said catching up with him. He blinked, straightening up a little, looking right at her again, not sure what to make of this. His wings sunk an inch, absently. "Wait... if you've only spent a few centuries in this form... then I'm... older than this form of you is....?"

"Well, the universe would cheat a bit. But the point was to find out what it's like to be alive and die. And then to never forget." A simple concept, really. It had just taken a ridiculous amount of time to figure it out. "Overall, I'm ten billion. Ish."

"Ten billion? And one day each century of it... that's... not a few hundred, that's ten million." He's only staring out of surprise there, honest. He wasn't expecting that. "...Ten million years of living for a day and... then... don't tell me you die at the end of each of those days?"

Oh, Death. He's going to be feeling so sorry for you now....

"That's the price of being alive. There's only one way it can end." She says it quite calmly. Although that's largely because she's not currently dying.

His wings are sinking further at that.

"That... that isn't happening every night here too, is it?"

"No, there are... strange things going on here. I'm not completely myself, but I'm not fully mortal either. I've been in a limbo state for... it has to be over two years now." NOt that long, really, in the grand scheme of things. BUt longer than she'd ever had before.

"Well, that's... a relief, I would imagine? Somewhat? ....It seems wholly unfair to me, that you would have but one day until having to die, when the rest of us--"

A pause, catching himself.

"Well, when so many people, at any rate, have at least years before a single death. I couldn't imagine if--"

Another pause again, another thought interrupting his previous train of it.

"...how was it you died, before? At the end of each day, I mean? Wait, no, that's... that's hardly appropriate to ask, is it." Sigh.

He looked down, biting his lip, his wings sinking subtly. He was starting to feel like he was probably only dragging up bad memories for her which she would've had every right to be upset at him over. He knew he'd probably have been unhappy, were the line of questioning turned on him.

"Sorry...."

She gives him a comforting smile. This is familiar territory for her, but it must sound so strange to an outsider. "The whole reason I started was that someone asked me how I'd like it if it happened to me. It turned out... not that much. I can't let myself forget that."

"So the point was to die, rather than to learn how to live?"

He was quiet a moment at that, thinking it over. "I hope you're having fun with the life part of it, regardless...."

"Well, both, really. To really understand what people go through when they die, I have to experience how amazing life is. And it is. And the last two years have let me experience things I never expected." One of these days she will stop thinking there's nothing left that can surprise her. Maybe next Thursday.

"I... suppose it would be too personal a question, to ask what sort of things?" He gave her another soft smile. "...I suppose I'm simply getting old enough that I've been beginning to take some things for granted, lately... so I suspect that being here awhile may do me a bit of good. I hope you're finding things here to your liking as well? More new things to see, and to experience?"

"Well, I'd always had my siblings, but there were other kinds of family that had never really come up for me. I had grandkids of sort in Mayfield, and that was a ton of fun." Well, also cause for a lot of worrying, but mostly fun.

And then she giggles, because there was another thing. "And romantic love. Did not see that coming."

He made some soft sound at that, smiling a little as he looked back to the drawing of her, to continue on that. "Must be nice. ....I have my brothers, at home. I know there was once a point, long ago, where I didn't expect I would. But I do, now. It's... nice, I suppose."

"Family... any sort of love, really, is a wonderful thing to find." Death... hadn't always been a romantic but she had definitely become one a long time ago. Which is why her smile right now is a little on the goofy side.

"I'm sure it is." He managed a bit more of a smile, looking down still, and pulled his wings just a bit tighter to him. There was something he wasn't saying just yet.

"And your love takes the form of a skeleton?" He was pretty sure that's what she'd said, amid his confusion about named weapons. "...I suppose even if anything did happen to either of you, it wouldn't necessarily stop the two of you from being together, would it."

What with being Death and all. It made sense to him, at least.

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Fifteen attempts at getting my keyboard to stop

hopefully it's fixed now?

I eventually convinced it I wanted English not French

Ah, THOSE troubles! Mine was convinced I wanted Japanese for a while, actually....

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