[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

[fintastic]

Oh!

[ Feferi starts a bit, not expecting to run into anyone else, but straightens herself up with a smile. ]

Hello! You don't want to, I don't know, maybe do introductions first?

[realady]

[Do aliens even have-- No, of course they do. They must.]

I'm Hilda. Nice to meet you. [That's one name.] Are those fins real, or are you just dressed up?

[fintastic]

I'm Feferi!

[ As if to demonstrate before answering, she wiggles her fins, her hands folded neatly in front of her. ]

They are totally real. Maybe I should ask you if you're the alien. I mean, you don't even have any horns. How weird is that?

[realady]

[Hilda finds that ten different kinds of cool, honestly. But Feferi has a point; they must look pretty weird to each other.]

Not as weird as you. [She smiles; she's really not trying to be mean here.] You're probably right though. I definitely look weird to you, if you look weird to me. I guess I should apologize for asking you if you were an alien out of the blue, huh?

[fintastic]

Nah, I'm pretty used to it, I was just teasing you. Humans seem to be the status quo, but I have seen more than enough of them to get the idea! Have you not seen very many not-humans before?

[ She invites herself to sit on a nearby sofa. ]

[realady]

[Hilda wonders if it'd be okay to sit next to her -- then does it anyway. Not too close, but enough for comfortable talking and getting-to-know.]

Not at all. There are some pretty strange-looking Pokémon in Unova, but I've never seen anything, er, anyone like you.

[Her bag shifts a little on its own at the mention of Pokémon, and Hilda discreetly lays her hand on it, pulling it onto her lap. Nothing to see here, Feferi.]

Is it lonely?

[fintastic]

What's a Pokemon?

[ Nothing escapes her notice, and she completely ignores the question in favor of peering at that mysteriously wiggling bag. ]

[realady]

[She's met an astounding amount of sharp observers here already, but she's still a little surprised when Feferi pays attention to her bag. Pokemon are easier shown than explained, so Hilda unlatches it and lifts out a ridiculously cute critter. It settles in her arms as she explains.]

This is one. Not all of them are as cute as this little guy, but they're all intensely loyal to the trainers that befriend them.

[Victini squeaks like a dog toy, and Hilda snorts. Very ladylike.]

This one's Victini.

[fintastic]

Woah.

[ She clearly wasn't expecting that! Maybe a cat, but definitely not... whatever that was. ]

Can I touch it?

[realady]

It's kind of shy, but I think it'll be okay. Victini's a fan of pretty girls.

[She holds out the Victory Pokémon, who doesn't squirm at being held for once. Mostly because it's nervous; Victinis as a species aren't extraordinarily awesome at being outgoing, but curiousity at Feferi's odd looks takes over.

It wiggles its arms at her. Hold me hold me hold me!]

[fintastic]

[ Feferi reaches over carefully, like someone who's used to coaxing strange animals to trust her, and eventually comes to try and scratch the Pokemon behind the ears. At least she thinks those are ears. ]

Hi there! You're pretty!

[realady]

[Victini squeaks and leans into the scratching. It makes Hilda feel a little happier, honestly; Victini seems to like Feferi.]

Psychic Pokémon like Victini are supposed to be able to talk telepathically to people, but I've never had anyone but Gothi do that. She's one of my regulars, but didn't get brought along here. The only reason I'm bringing it up is because I think it'd say thank you if it could.

[fintastic]

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