[Day 230] We're still not dead! Time to get drunk until we are

[bastionpc]

Who: Georges, you, and so much alcohol
Open: Open
When: Day 230, from noon til night
Where: Inside and outside the Distillery
What: In which planning is attempted, an obnoxious amount of booze is shoved at everyone, and Georges needs help with some things
Format: Pick your poison
Warnings: Drunk shenanigans at some point, likely


So, in the morning, Georges makes sure to stop anyone before they can go out onto the Skyway or get a bite to eat, or basically attempt to carry on with their lives like normal. With the most recent near death experience, he seems to be aiming to be more insistently friendly, apparently.

"Hey there! I got everyone together for some drinks, well, last time since we all needed one after that and I figured why not do it again? Come over to the Distillery later today, and I'll have some things whipped up! Oh- and by the way. That Ura fella, Zulf, he wanted folks to meet up and try and figure a few things out, get a bit more organization 'round here I suppose. If you could pass this around, that'd be great!"

And, sure enough, at around noon-ish Georges has once again set up some things. There are tables just outside the distillery, the largest he could manage (which is just a couple pressed up against one another) done up specifically for anyone who wants to sit around and be responsible.

For those who don't care about or don't trust themselves with responsibility, there's a couple smaller tables scattered about both inside and outside. As usual, Georges is behind the bar with a row of bottles on display. Ask him about them, chat with one another, or just focus on getting utterly and completely smashed, do as you like.

Maybe if you're chatty enough, you might even get roped into something.

Comments

[wayofvoice]

[Due to so much time having been spent with Colin to begin with, Paarthurnax has a... slightly better idea of what is being talked about.]

Your synthetic intelligence seem as though it would be the best choice, then. As always, any help I can give is yours to take, Wahliikjun, even if it is only supplies to bring you.

[They both know the more... delicate areas past raw materials is something he can't quite help with.]

[freedom_engineer]

An SI, then. I'll also need to make a holo-projector, but I have a lot of the parts for that already. It's not too difficult.

[Colin thinks for a moment, then he shakes his head.]

And some shards, I think. Mostly... I'll need opinions when it's close to being done.

[He looks between Paar and Zuko.]

I'll need to make an avatar, a form for the program to take, that everyone will be comfortable with. Think it over. Traditionally, avatars of this nature are female, and typically associated with a divine entity of wisdom. Not always.

As I said, that comes later, when it's closer to completion. Give me two, three days at most, and you'll have your news and info dispenser.

[daughterofursa]

[Please note the stunned look on Zuko's face when Colin says he needs to make an Avatar. It takes a few moments for her to process the rest of that and realize he must mean something very very different. What, she isn't sure, so she just looks confused again.]

I don't understand. You're... making a voice?

[freedom_engineer]

"A voice, a presence," Colin confirms. "Something you can speak to and be spoken back to. A disembodied voice is disconcerting to a lot of people. An avatar is a representation of the program that you can look at and focus on."