[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

[gevurah]

[ She moves around the palace from time to time, but she's caught toward one of the walls of the room, with a small glass of wine in her hand as well. She doesn't seem too surprised to have a stranger approach her so boldly; it happens at parties, after all. ]

Yeah, pretty great so far.

[ Despite her current wallflower status, her tuxedo says otherwise. ]

[stonewall]

[ Snow's just looking to strike up conversation, so anyone on their own is fair game. Glancing around, he leans against the wall, keeping his huge frame out of any oncoming traffic. ]

So which part's your favorite? The palace is pretty impressive, but these are hard to beat. [ He holds up one of the desserts with a grin, apparently completely serious. ]

[gevurah]

[ Someone's enthralled, she thinks. Can't blame him. Can't blame anyone if they're enchanted by the evening so far. Vanadi picked one hell of a place to host a masquerade. ]

The desserts are something. [ Just as good as the fancy desserts back at parties in Gotham. Perhaps better. ] The gardens are amazing, though.

[stonewall]

[ It's a big change from a small beach town, and an even bigger change from the ruined world they've all been living in. The location might be unfamiliar to him, but he can admire it all the same. ]

Guess I'll have to check 'em out later. [ It's been on his list, but he's keeping a close eye on things early on. ] This whole place is pretty impressive, though. It'll be a nice break for everyone, even if it's just for a night.

[gevurah]

Have you been here long?

[stonewall]

About a month, now. First time I've seen this time travel thing in action. [ Which a normal person would probably think more on, but not Snow. He just shoves another cupcake into his mouth. ] What about you? Kinda hopin' these parties are a regular event.

[ THEY'RE PRETTY OBVIOUSLY NOT but a man can dream. ]

[gevurah]

Almost two months. [ She thought for a second Snow had been here longer. ] It's my first time, too.

It's strange usage of the transporter, though, isn't it?

[stonewall]

[ It's odd, that two months doesn't strike him as being all that long anymore - but when he's heard lengths of time ranging up to almost a year, it puts things in perspective. ]

It's weird, yeah. But everyone's smiling and having fun, so I guess they wanted to give 'em a break. [ And really, that's more important than anything. ] I'm just glad the decorations survived the trip. [ He waves up towards some streamers, obviously proud of his handiwork. ]

[gevurah]

You helped set up the place?

[stonewall]

Parts of it, yeah. [ His height makes it pretty obvious why he got drafted in for that. ] I'm just glad I left the food to the experts.

[gevurah]

The elves, you mean? [ She's not getting over that bit for a while tonight. ] It's great, though. You did a good job.

ooc

[stonewall]

[ PARTY'S OVER HERE NOW ]