[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

[biwinning]

...

Look, I've done thith before. Before I wath here, there wath an "ithland vacation" thing at the castle I wath at. I don't remember anything about that week, and thpent a good amount of hoursth vomiting. I got it.

[tipsygnostalgia]

...Okay! Let's go get some more drinks then.

[She's looping an arm around his, tugging him over to where the drinks are being served.]

So why so glum?

[biwinning]

Becauthe Equiuth ith hanging around Vanadi conthtantly and it makesth me thick to even look at him and I'd rather forget theeing them make out, tho I'm going to drink. A lot.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh... yeah just, fuck that guy. I mean this party's great but... fuck that guy.

[She tops off her glass before handing another full one over to Sollux.]

Let's get drunk, dance, have some fun, yeah?

[biwinning]

[Sollux gratefully takes the glass, sipping it a bit and then making a face. He then pauses, and attempts to chug the whole thing. He doesn't even know what this is, but whatever. He sighs, putting the glass back down on a random table, and then turns back to Roxy.]

Yeah, let'th go.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Taking a second to drink part of hers, she puts the glass down and links an arm around his, tugging him along with her.]

I am determined to see a smile on your face before this evening's through.

[She'd promised Feferi that she would keep an eye on him and make sure he's doing okay but this wasn't about that- it was a great party in an awesome palace and everyone should be enjoying it!]

[biwinning]

The only thmile I will have ith if I push that Athhole off a balcony.

[Still grumping, but just wait for the alcohol to kick in.]

I don't know how to dance, you know.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Not happening Sollux. But maybe we'll get lucky and he'll just fall off anyway,right?

[She grins a little before grabbing his hands, tugging him closer before letting go to put hers on his shoulders.]

There isn't really anything to it? You just.. well, move. To the music. It's kinda ridiculously hard to fuck up, you'll be fine.

[biwinning]

I'm sure I'll find a way...

[He sighs, following after her and then quietly flailing for a minute at where to put his hands. Her hips, right? Yeah. Or shoulders? ... If she didn't want him to put his hands on her hips, she would say something, he's sure. ]

Tho we jutht thway here?

[tipsygnostalgia]

I'm not letting you push a guy off a balcony. No deal.

[Yes Sollux, hands go on her hips. She waits for him before beginning to make little steps to the music.]

Pretty much! See there isn't really anything to it.

[biwinning]

I meant find a way to thcrew thith up, not balcony someone.

[It takes him a second to realize he's leading here, and begins to take those few small steps.]

But ith thith really dancing?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh. Heh, sorry. But yeah we're dancing. See? Easy-peasy.

[If it makes it easier though, she is more than happy to lead them along. And whilst they're doing it, they may as well talk about other stuff right?]

So Feferi was talking to me about you. Apparently she thinks I am a good influence on you, or something along those lines.

[biwinning]

... She doeth?

[Because, well... it's not the first time he's thought it either. But if Feferi thinks so too... maybe it's not just him.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah. Aaand I promised to make sure you were having a good time tonight so I hope I'm doing a good enough job.

[biwinning]

You are.

[Uguu, Roxy...

Pause.]

You know you look... really nice tonight.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[She smiles brightly at that.]

Thanks Sollux. You look pretty good too! I love this dress, I'm gonna have to find more excuses to wear it.

[biwinning]

Why need an excuthe? Jutht wear it whenever. Excutheth are for people who need reasonsth to do thingsth.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Well, yeah.. I guess. It'll look a bit odd but... what the hell. Who cares what people think, if I'm gonna hang out in that dilapidated town I may as well look fabulous doing it, right? They'd probably just be jelly.

[biwinning]

Of courthe they're jelly. Do you thee the ragsth they're wearing? You're like a thtraight up princeth.

[What a romancer.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Aww...]

You think I look like a princess?

[biwinning]

Yeah, totally.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Awww. That's really sweet.

[Getting another hug for that.]

[biwinning]

[Yay, hugs.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Still hugging.. okay, pulling back now.]

Wanna know what else she said?

[biwinning]

Uh, sure.