[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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Kaycee | banquet | ALSO OPEN

[stoning]

[It's been awhile since Kaycee has had the chance to legitimately dress up, and having missed her senior prom in favour of going dimension hopping in a fantasy land for a few years followed by this place, she's taking advantage of the opportunity.

So she's all dressed up, and having had her fill of the historical scenery (nice to see the place she constantly heard about in her European history class) picking away at the finger foods offered.

Especially those cracker spoons. She's really eating them for the novelty of it. She's been hovering for quite some time...someone should tell her to leave some for the rest of the party.

But hey man, she helped set this shindig up. She deserves to indulge.]

[chittybang]

[ It's been a classy night so far, full of soaking up some scenery and wine and dancing. Asami tends to be relaxed at these sorts of events to begin with, but she loses her inhibitions throughout time and the midst of things. So, she's asked a few people who might be her "Blood Sister" if they are in fact her, only to be rejected a few times, but she could take it in stride.

Well into the night, Kaycee is the fourth girl she's walked up to in this ensemble, and she has a good feeling this could be her. Of course, she'd had the same feeling all the other times. Wine can be very convincing. But, really, she wouldn't be surprised if Kaycee were the kind of girl to unabashedly indulge in all the finger foods. ]

Hey! Are you Kaycee? Blood Sister Kaycee?

[ No inhibitions. ]

[stoning]

[OH MY GOODNESS ASAMI. She can tell that the girl has had a bit to drink, and while she's tipsy herself her inhibition is still intact.

Not that Kaycee's ever really restrained herself. She laughs, pulling up her mask briefly to give Asami a little wink before fixing it back in place, grabbing a dessert.]

That I am, Blood Sister Asami.

Have you been looking for me?

[chittybang]

I have! I'm so glad I found you. It's nice to finally get to see you in person. Actually, I thought I saw you during setup, but I wasn't sure. I figured now's a safe time to ask around, though, since I'm wearing a mask.

[ See? THERE IS A METHOD TO HER MADNESS amongst the hasty jibber-jabbering. ]

But anyways, how do you like it here?

[stoning]

[Kaycee's holding back laughter as Asami jabbers away. Yup, she definitely has a decent amount of alcohol in her system.]

Yup, that was me just sitting around blowing balloons. I'm a great blower.

[IF YOU KNOW WHAT SHE MEANS. She gives a shrug, offering Asami a cracker spoon.]

Well, it's Versailles. So I think I'm enjoying this a whole lot. You?

[chittybang]

[ She nods, like, oh that's really interesting that you blow good. Then she takes the cracker spoon between her fingers without intention of doing anything with it. ]

Well, I don't know anything about Versailles, but it's different in a good way. This man named Lucifer told me about angels when I first arrived here, and now they're everywhere. Home feels farther away with them around.

[ She smiles to the table as she sets down her half-full glass of wine. The effect is pleasant so far, and any more will be too much. ]

[stoning]

Lucifer...

[Her eyebrows nearly disappear into her hairline as Asami mentions that and angels. Seriously? Seriously? Yeah, you put that glass down, girl...

Nice and easy.]

Seriously? Lucifer. As in...the Devil himself?

[chittybang]

I guess so, yeah, he's here. Basically, I spoke with him the night I arrived here, talked about this sword he had—which had angels on it—and the very next day this other guy on the network told everyone to stay away from him. Do you want to go outside? I can hardly hear you.

Re: Kaycee | banquet | ALSO OPEN

[demonbloodblade]

[Meliantha blinks a bit at Kaycee.]

The place settings are edible?

[She eyes the plate she's holding a bit dubiously. She also looks mildly stoned and/or a little drunk.]

[stoning]

[She waves the spoon cracker around in a bit of a showy manner.]

Well some of them are. Like this one.

Don't go eating the wine glasses.

[demonbloodblade]

[She takes one of the spoon crackers and bites into it, then finishes it off quickly. She doesn't show teeth doing it, though.]

Hum! Interesting idea.

[stoning]

Isn't it pretty swank?

[Kaycee your vocabulary...

She grins as she takes a moment to kind of just shove the cracker she's holding in her mouth, chewing, having just enough decency to not talk with her mouth full of food.]

Sooooo let me guess. Dark elf? Demon?

[demonbloodblade]

Part-demon. And a little elf. But mostly human.

[She takes another hors d'oeuvre, bites into it.]

I think it is telling how relaxed I am that I'm not offended by that. Normally I would be. [Blinks, smiles a little bit.] I think I like feeling this way.

[stoning]

Oh shit sorry.

[She kind of covers her mouth apologetically before leaning in a bit closer, having little care of personal space.]

I'm super blunt at the best and worst of times. Glad it's at the best of times right now, though. Because, uh, hell yeah you're supposed to enjoy feeling relaxed.

[demonbloodblade]

I had... a mind-expanding experience earlier. I don't think I could be offended by anything right now.

And honestly, people are so unaffected by me here, compared to where I came from. Back there, I would not be invited to something like this, much less have people speak to me or even dance with me. It's...

Liberating. I might not be quite so relaxed tomorrow, but for tonight....

[She sweeps up a glass, taking a sip from it.]

I think I will enjoy myself.