[open] welcome to the masquerade

[implying]

Date & Time: Friday the 7th, 4pm to midnight.
Location: Palace of Versailles, France, 1772.
Characters: anyone! Even characters not yet accepted as of when this log goes up. 8)
Summary: It's just some fancy masquerade dance with spiked punch.
Warnings: here be pictures, slow connections beware.


Welcome to Versailles.

The decorations are arranged, the food is prepared and laid out, the music has been rehearsed, and... most people have their costumes and masks ready. At precisely 1600, the Transporter machine activates, and a full room of people and all of their decorations, food, musical instruments, and costumes are sent back to 1772. The Palace of Versailles is in the height of its splendor, the weather is perfect and cloudless, and the gardens are in full bloom for the spring.

➣ Explore the Palace

Holy shit look at this, you have the chance to get your grubby little fingers all over history before it even becomes properly history. Do you know how many famous butts sat in all these plush velvet chairs? Or are going to sit in these plush velvet chairs? And they were all probably just talking the hell out of French, too. Wow. Go invade some bedrooms, poke your head into the kitchens (but no more than that, or territorial cooking elves might take offense), just. Touch everything. Everything. Just know that where ever you are, there's no escaping that beautiful music your fellow Transports are inflicting on you, that shit's just echoing all over the place tonight.

➣ Admire the Gardens

Jeez look at this, these people just had way too much money. But you get to benefit from it! You can basically just get yourself lost for hours here, so try not to starve or anything. Meet all the statues, go streaking through the fountains (please don't, no one wants to see that), get lost and desperately burst through cute little trees in your increasingly frantic attempts to find the exit. There's all sorts of fun you can have!

Just don't wander too close to the edge of the grounds, or you'll encounter (run into?) the invisible forcefield set up to keep wandering guests from utterly ruining history. That's probably a good way to get yourself a bloody nose.

➣ Enjoy the Banquet

There's tables and tables of this finger-licking good finery here, and it's all for you. And can you believe how fancy it is? Oh my god, those sausages have adorable little spears through them. And those spoons gently cradling their cheesy goodness? Yeah. They're made of crackers. And don't even get me started on these desserts. This is amazing. You've never eaten this good. And naturally, each drink (some of which are spiked, you're welcome) has adorable little frozen flowers in the ice cubes. Who even comes up with this stuff? Elves, that's who.

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[marked_for_death]

[Elza's been to many parties in the past, but she had never actually been inviting to them. Not that it had ever stopped her in the past, and it didn't stop her this time either. The only difference was that this time, she wasn't here on a job.

The gunner wouldn't be found in the banquet hall at all, but exploring deep within the halls and rooms of the palace. Unlike almost everyone else there, she's still dressed in her only attire, and the shadows from her hood hid her face instead of a mask.

If Hilda noticed, she might notice that something wasn't quite right on the air moments before Elza's shadow moved by the hall.]

[marked_for_death]

[It seemed that many were ready for such festivities, but not the gunner, which was why she remained in her normal attire.

Moving silently through the palace, Elza would never be found in the actual banquet hall. There were too many people there for that, but she was instead found investigating the expansive halls of the palace itself.

[have_hat_will_travel]

( Continuing In the overflow)

[scarletrequip]

Oi! COME BACK HERE YOU SCOUNDREL!

[She's already giving chase, smashing aside anything (or anyone) between her and her target. He wasn't that hard to follow considering the trail of flames he left as he ran.

Erza Requips a sword in her left hand and hurls it at her target followed by a massive battle axe; he wasn't going to get away until she punished him or he was dead.]

[explodewiththerage]

Scream or laugh make up your mind, Lucy!

[Sorry he might have come across as a bit aggressive but he's running for both of your lives here.]

[Ducks low under the sword's flight path using the lightning to skid and keep up the momentum of his run. Turns his head around to check on the red haired demon only to see the Axe racing towards his face.]

Oh crap!

[Instinctively swings a kick at the flat side of the axe sending it skyward. He is not the same person he was 7 years ago. Still that doesn't mean he is confident enough to let Erza catch up. Oh no. Escape is still a priority.]

Watch where you throw that thing! You could have hit Lucy!

[Is now really the time to worry about that? Oh look a building at the end of the street. Unless someone warns him, he's going to run straight into it or straight through it.]

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[priad]

I've been away for longer. [ In truth, what he really misses is the brotherhood of the Chapter. It is one thing to go on missions as a single brother with the guarantee of seeing them again at completion, another thing entirely to be exiled to this place for an unknown amount of time. ]

So, why are you speaking to me, Eldar? Ominous warnings? Double-edged words? You don't seem as rapacious as the primuls I campaigned against in the Reef Stars but I know your kind.

[priad]

[ Priad puts his helmet back on, as if to emphasize his next words. ] I did, and I do not regret it. The brotherhood of the chapter is irreplaceable to me.

[priad]

That I did. [ Priad nods to confirm. ]

[onblackwings]

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[ohhdeer]

[ oh dear. is this a trick question? ]

Um. They're-- my antlers. [ a slightly flustered, uncertain pause. ] My father is the Green Man. Do.. faeries really have antlers where you're from?

[ohhdeer]

[ bro haven't you learned by now that startling asa sends him about a foot in the air?

he actually gasps as he jumps, clutching his heart in surprise, before glancing over. deer in headlights moment, definitely. ]

O-Oh! Oh goodness, you startled me. I-- [ then the compliment registers and he blushes. ] Um. Thank you, that's very kind.

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[musclebeast]

"So you wish to dance with me even considering that." Said flatly. He can't help the almost smile he has, he allows himself it though, since his mask does well to hide it.

"I suppose I can humble myself to it then." Equius is perfectly fine with out doing Sollux in something, he rather enjoys seeing the other embarrassed after all.

[theguideless]

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