[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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Comments

[perfectionisms]

[ She almost drops her drink when she sees the man. No, this was silly. Of all the people in all the world, why him? Certainly the man was an expert in foreign relations, and he was no stranger to crime solving. But he's supposed to be-- Would the Initiative be really so foolish as to--

-- right. They brought her twenty-year old brother here.

She takes a deep breath before she approaches, trying to look happy and not nervous at all. ]

Akbey Hicks! I didn't think I'd see you here.

[ Alive, in person, and not used as evidence. ]

[biwinning]

Oh for fucksth thake, for once in your life can you NOT be a coward??

[eyecontact]

That doesn't sound like a good thing for anybody including you...

[really, Sol. come on. we don't get nice things a lot.]

[explodewiththerage]

[She did know him well after all. And hey what's what supposed to mean? He's always been one for going to a party. Just he's new to the whole social uptight ones. First one was that job for the puckered lips noble guy.]

I know! Seems my luck's really kicking in since coming here. First my weapon and now this mask. Oh and found out something before coming here.

[Quickly slips on his gauntlets and strikes a fighting pose.]

Eh? Ehh? Don't they look just great together?

[biwinning]

Good.

[He loves being miserable, anyway.]

[eyecontact]

[SOLLLLLLL. Jericho gives him a pleading kind of pout.]

[swissarmybow]

Not today. Maybe if I get some pics...

[Harrumph. Drunk people.] I'm not much of a drinker. More of the DD type. You know?

Yamanaka Ino | Everywhere | Open

[ino]

[She's had a pretty decent amount of practice at this masquerade thing. In fact, she looks like she might even belong right here in Versailles, at a glance.

She'll just be wandering the halls to explore, and occasionally stopping to talk to anyone who looks interesting. And maybe investigating those little sausages when nobody's looking. Mmmm.]

[biwinning]

...Fine I'll thteal it later.

[eyecontact]

[SIGH. well. well, it's a start. and the night is still young! so looks like he's got his work cut out for him.

Jericho hops out of his seat, dusting his pants off and giving Sol a look, jerking his thumb. wanna go?]

[ino]

[ A girl in very era-appropriate attire approaches. If the smile on her face not covered by her mask is any indication, she seems amused]

A party like this, and you're drinking water?

dancing & banquet; open

[boughtabookstore]

[ Roslyn likes dancing. Yes, she knows, it's not precisely the sort of thing you'd imagine her liking, but she's got fantastic coordination and precision and she looks good on a dance floor and knows it. She also greatly enjoys alcohol. With those two things put together, and the possibility for a reasonably enjoyable time simply for the sake of something being enjoyable, she was sold on this idea from the start. She might not be a particularly sociable person, but she had nothing against being around lots of other people. The dressing up thing wasn't quite as much her area, but she found a good suit, said screw that to the idea of a mask, and that was enough for her.

Excitement wasn't really her style, but there was a certain quiet pleased air to her as she circled around the main room, drink in hand and replaced every so often, dancing when she found partners. She wouldn't classify this as having fun, but she was certainly enjoying herself, and that was rare enough. ]

[ino]

[Oh hey, she knows you! Still, she's sure that she won't remember her, so she just approaches casually, with no expectations, in a dress that seems to match the time]

Nice dress.

asa ridley | ev..ery....where.... but ngl probably the gardens

[ohhdeer]

[ having spent the last roughly seven years or so in a circus, asa knows theatrical. even so, he's tried to keep it toned down, if only because being unnoticed means he can be a wallflower in relative peace. still, his gift has come in pretty handy for this. --he's dressed in copper and green, and though the style is neatly tailored and edwardian, he still looks a little like a girl in a man's clothing. (he tried, okay?) his long red hair is twined through with ivy vines that have wound up around both small antlers, and his mask is obviously made from real plants. it suits him, probably unsurprisingly.

as beautiful as versailles is, it's the gardens that have the majority of asa's interest. true, they're a little too well-ordered and strict for his usual tastes, but at least there's green and growing things and he doesn't feel so desperately out of place in them.

so if he's not wallflowering it up somewhere, he can probably be found seated out there, expression soft and distant as he listens to the breeze whispering through the leaves. ]

[ino]

[There's a girl approaching almost silently from nearby, looking amused at his attire]

Well, at least you've got a mask.

[ino]

[A girl wearing a era-appropriate outfit approaches, a drink in hand, looking impressed.]

Wow, that is a really nice dress.

[ino]

[A blonde approaches from nearby, almost silently, a smile on her face]

Interesting mask.

[miiracles]

[ The singing causes Rika to stop in her tracks to politely listen and find the origin of the entertainment. It's very pleasant to her ears! Being very short, she has to push herself in front of the crowds to the front of the stage to see the singer.

Once the music is finished, she claps her hands together. ]

Clap, clap, clap☆

[ino]

[It's kind of hilarious how grumpy and annoyed she looks. She approaches quietly, almost silently (despite her rather ostentatious outfit), to lean against the wall nearby]

You look like you're having fun.

[celestial_wizard]

[ She doesn't mind, it's not like Snow is doing it to be mean or something. And in hindsight it was a silly question to ask. ]

That's true. Plus a lot of us are guests here - it'd be cruel to ask us to pay when we worked to help out too. [ At least there wasn't a door fee, and they were eating up a lot of the food-- don't think about it Luce. She holds out a hand, smiling. ]

I'm Lucy.

[medusalith]

[ Medusa almost doesn't recognize Ezio - it's the jaw that gives it away, considering that he's not in the hood she first saw him in. But she fancies herself a good judge of body types and distinguishing features and falls in line beside him - hair fanning out behind her as she keeps time with his walk. ]

Good evening, Auditore.

[priad]

[ Well, someone else is hanging out in uniform and armed. Priad, cradling a bolter in two hands and patrolling the gardens. He pauses, and his massive form nods to her respectfully. ]

Sergeant.

[ He booms, his voice powerful enough to vibrate someone else's innards. ]

[celestial_wizard]

[ Parties like the ones at Fairy Tail, and galas like this one are like comparing oranges and apples though! Her grin widens as he shows off his gauntlets. ]

They really do, they look really cool, Natsu. It's almost like someone knew. Or maybe your timing was just really really good. [ Luck. PURE luck! ]

Re: Open!

[priad]

[ A huge figure watches the bearded man drink from a side gallery, the red slits in his helm seeming to blaze. It observes him with a stance somewhere between watchfulness and curiosity. Is that what mingling is like? He doesn't know. But this fellow seems to do it pretty well. ]

[priad]

[ This guy never took his helmet off, because screw the rules he's a Space Marine, and this shit wasn't in the codex. He just watches Johnny and rumbles. ]

This is incredibly awkward.