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lap eight // day 271 (open) // IT'S PARTY TIME
Who: EVERYBODY
Open: Open
When: 271
Where: In the empty space around the monument!
What:

PARTY MINGLE GO
Format: DO AS YOU PLEASE AND FOLLOW YOUR HEART
Warnings: If anything comes up, put it in the subject lines!
[As everyone wakes up bright and early this morning, it isn't going to be hard to miss what's changed in the empty space around the monument Just in case, though, signs with indicating arrows line the campground where the Bastion's newest guests are staying, reading, in Ura, "This way to the party!"—wait, party?
Oh yes. Anyone Aoi had managed to grab the day before ought to be prepared for this. A great big banner stretched on two poles over the monument reads "Welcome to the Bastion!", written in Ura again; there's a little variation between the handwriting, since Zanya wrote some and Zahi wrote others.
Every last piece of the area that can have something hanging from it does: Zuko's lanterns hang off all the nearby trees, and her streamers, mostly red and sometimes gold, line absolutely everything, including but not limited to all the chairs and tables Ryu got together and helped arrange. Other things you're apt to find everywhere: flowers. Between the Psiioniic, the Disciple, Ghaleon, and Crona, there are more flowers than anyone could ever figure out what to do with. Aoi's best has been done, though: garlands are hung up around furniture, tied around tree trunks, woven through branches, strung between the branches of adjacent trees, wrapped 'round the monument, and so on and so on. A lot of care has been put into making sure they look good instead of just being thrown every which-way.
A few mismatched vases sitting on the tables have some flowers sticking out of them, too—perhaps exactly enough in each to make a flower crown, hmm? There are no party hats, so some improvising will have to be done.
There's all manner of tasty treats placed on all the tables, of course: a platter of picked donuts is to be expected, given Aoi's hand in all this (and thanks to Naegi, there are plenty to go around and they're arranged almost elaborately), but Rin, Zia, and Mirielle have provided all manner of homemade goodies that aren't just Aoi's favorite desserts. Bon's made a cake that Aoi has proudly placed in the center of one round table and surrounded with the rest of the desserts.
Instead of food, one table has a chalkboard propped up on it instead, with a box of colorful chalk beside it. Aoi's already written a small message in the corner—Thank you, everyone! with a smiley face beside it—and doodled a couple of flowers around the edges. The board's five feet long and there's plenty of chalk to go around, so there's certainly room for collaborating on something!
Not far from all the food sits the enormous stack of Legos Aoi purchased at Ibuki's suggestion. Legos. Please keep your shoes on, for the love of god. Some of them have already been arranged to form half the outside of a floor and a chunk of wall up to Aoi's chest so everyone has an idea of what's supposed to be done with things, but there are more than enough to start new projects. On the other side of the monument, closer to the collection of shop buildings than the gazebo, the soccer nets Otoha and Takamura built out of Skyway scraps have been set up (flowers have been woven in and out of the netting, of course). Aoi's brought out not one, but two of the soccer balls given to her during the festival, just in case of a soccer ball malfunction or if the game gets big enough that everyone decides rules are for losers and the only way to play soccer is with multiple things to kick. In the absence of paint, Aoi has decided to use more streamers as field markers.
At the gazebo not far off (naturally, it's covered in streamers and flowers as well), there's a set of speakers and an amplifier ready for use—Ibuki's, of course, and the little note Aoi's written that reads "For Ibuki-chan!" (with the wrong characters for her name, but points for effort) confirms it. Her equipment from Colin has all been set up, too: the spotlights on the top and bottom of the gazebo will shine in all sorts of colors when Ibuki turns them on, and there are some additional bits and pieces to the sound system to help make everything that much noisier. Aside from hanging decor, the space in front of the gazebo has been left empty so that there's enough room to dance!
To the side of the gazebo and just behind it is the unreasonably long rope Shing somehow managed to scrounge up. Like absolutely everything else, it has a chain of flowers wrapped around it. A streamer's been tied around the very center of it in a bow, and hopefully that makes its intended purpose as a tool of tug-of-war obvious enough.
If Aoi has anything to say about it, this is going to be the best goddamn welcome party ever.
Enjoy the festivities!]
Open: Open
When: 271
Where: In the empty space around the monument!
What:

PARTY MINGLE GO
Format: DO AS YOU PLEASE AND FOLLOW YOUR HEART
Warnings: If anything comes up, put it in the subject lines!
[As everyone wakes up bright and early this morning, it isn't going to be hard to miss what's changed in the empty space around the monument Just in case, though, signs with indicating arrows line the campground where the Bastion's newest guests are staying, reading, in Ura, "This way to the party!"—wait, party?
Oh yes. Anyone Aoi had managed to grab the day before ought to be prepared for this. A great big banner stretched on two poles over the monument reads "Welcome to the Bastion!", written in Ura again; there's a little variation between the handwriting, since Zanya wrote some and Zahi wrote others.
Every last piece of the area that can have something hanging from it does: Zuko's lanterns hang off all the nearby trees, and her streamers, mostly red and sometimes gold, line absolutely everything, including but not limited to all the chairs and tables Ryu got together and helped arrange. Other things you're apt to find everywhere: flowers. Between the Psiioniic, the Disciple, Ghaleon, and Crona, there are more flowers than anyone could ever figure out what to do with. Aoi's best has been done, though: garlands are hung up around furniture, tied around tree trunks, woven through branches, strung between the branches of adjacent trees, wrapped 'round the monument, and so on and so on. A lot of care has been put into making sure they look good instead of just being thrown every which-way.
A few mismatched vases sitting on the tables have some flowers sticking out of them, too—perhaps exactly enough in each to make a flower crown, hmm? There are no party hats, so some improvising will have to be done.
There's all manner of tasty treats placed on all the tables, of course: a platter of picked donuts is to be expected, given Aoi's hand in all this (and thanks to Naegi, there are plenty to go around and they're arranged almost elaborately), but Rin, Zia, and Mirielle have provided all manner of homemade goodies that aren't just Aoi's favorite desserts. Bon's made a cake that Aoi has proudly placed in the center of one round table and surrounded with the rest of the desserts.
Instead of food, one table has a chalkboard propped up on it instead, with a box of colorful chalk beside it. Aoi's already written a small message in the corner—Thank you, everyone! with a smiley face beside it—and doodled a couple of flowers around the edges. The board's five feet long and there's plenty of chalk to go around, so there's certainly room for collaborating on something!
Not far from all the food sits the enormous stack of Legos Aoi purchased at Ibuki's suggestion. Legos. Please keep your shoes on, for the love of god. Some of them have already been arranged to form half the outside of a floor and a chunk of wall up to Aoi's chest so everyone has an idea of what's supposed to be done with things, but there are more than enough to start new projects. On the other side of the monument, closer to the collection of shop buildings than the gazebo, the soccer nets Otoha and Takamura built out of Skyway scraps have been set up (flowers have been woven in and out of the netting, of course). Aoi's brought out not one, but two of the soccer balls given to her during the festival, just in case of a soccer ball malfunction or if the game gets big enough that everyone decides rules are for losers and the only way to play soccer is with multiple things to kick. In the absence of paint, Aoi has decided to use more streamers as field markers.
At the gazebo not far off (naturally, it's covered in streamers and flowers as well), there's a set of speakers and an amplifier ready for use—Ibuki's, of course, and the little note Aoi's written that reads "For Ibuki-chan!" (with the wrong characters for her name, but points for effort) confirms it. Her equipment from Colin has all been set up, too: the spotlights on the top and bottom of the gazebo will shine in all sorts of colors when Ibuki turns them on, and there are some additional bits and pieces to the sound system to help make everything that much noisier. Aside from hanging decor, the space in front of the gazebo has been left empty so that there's enough room to dance!
To the side of the gazebo and just behind it is the unreasonably long rope Shing somehow managed to scrounge up. Like absolutely everything else, it has a chain of flowers wrapped around it. A streamer's been tied around the very center of it in a bow, and hopefully that makes its intended purpose as a tool of tug-of-war obvious enough.
If Aoi has anything to say about it, this is going to be the best goddamn welcome party ever.
Enjoy the festivities!]
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At some point though, he disappears for a while. Where did he go? Did he perhaps get tired of all the people and went off to hide somewhere until it's over? Maybe the call of nature was too strong to ignore?
Well, as it turns out, he'd decided that there simply wasn't enough meat for everyone and that this should be remedied. Unfortunately for most everyone, he'd forgotten to actually tell any of this to the resident cooks, thus meaning he had to search for them after he'd already gotten the meat.
Sorry everyone, but the resident blood sucker is hauling a dead elk through the party.]
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That's... totally hardcore, Alu-chan!
Did you bring that for Ibuki's stage?! Ibuki can splatter the organs all over the stage and it'll look sooooooo cool!!
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...I had not intended it for that purpose, but if you are certain the smell would not bother you, I suppose I could arrange for it after I find someone to cook the rest.
Somebody please stop Ibuki from splattering the stage...
Ibuki's done this kind of thing before for her performances, except with pig guts! It's part of the image!
Oh dear.
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... wait, what does the band have to do with the guts, anyway?
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See, I didn't think they had enough meat either.
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Unfortunately, most seem to dislike eating it raw, and I have lost track of the cooks.
[Silly humans and their stomachs that aren't made of cast iron.]
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Well let's follow the smoke I suppose. I prefer it rare myself.
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It is rather enjoyable when cooked, but the blood is rather necessary for my health.
[He maaaaay have mostly drained the elk already.]
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[It's not like she knows what is necessary for his health--wait]
Are you a rainbowdrinker? We had to do that for Dolorosa from time to time.
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sure did accidental subscribe thanks dw
And then I do exactly the same thing, whoops.
a plus us
Yup.
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[Colin's arching an eyebrow, but smiling just the same. He's pretty sure this is a nuclear party foul, but who's he to judge?]
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I could use some assistance locating Rin or Mireille. I cannot seem to track their scents in this crowd with so many flowers about.
[No need for assistance carrying his prize though. It's only a few times his weight, it's all good.]
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[There's a reason he introduced the meat lab... butchering is a skill they seem to be lacking in the Bastion.]
Rin's probably at the distillery kitchen. I suspect Mireille's with her child taking it easy.
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[Gotta learn these things for the winter months, you know.]
...Although I had not considered that storing it might be necessary, give the number of guests.
[His face remains about as expressive as usual, but there's a small note of doubt in his voice. This wasn't exactly something he'd really thought through before doing.]
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[He smiles.]
I'm guessing you missed the hunt, huh?
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Awkwardly drifting closer. "Are you looking for a place to finish cleaning it, or cooks?" He can't tell much more than delicious fresh meat at the moment.
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Awkward staring for a moment before: "The cooks. They may have some use for the organs, so I left them intact just in case."
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"... Good point." Sometimes those are tasty. This inhale totally isn't a little different than the normal groundling inhale. Yeah the long haired guy is clearly another predator BUT-
"Over where the smoke is, maybe?"
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"Yes, that would be sensible. Do you wish to accompany me?"
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With, because he has meat.
"Don't have a reason not to." He can get some maybe barely cooked meat this way. Which is better than fully cooked, but less likely to alarm than raw.
... ".. Want help carrying it?"
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[Well you've got the attention of one of the cooks.]
... Alucard?
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Ah. There you are. Would you mind assisting me in cooking this?
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I thought we had enough food, but yeah, sure. Why not. It'll get me away from the crowd for a while.
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Thank you.
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