( open ) happy moonsgiving, everyone! (forward dated to 11/15)

[crocodilesmiles]

Date & Time: All Day, November 15th, 3313
Location: Focused centrally on the Moon Base Cafeteria.
Characters: Any and all!
Summary: It's a feast on the moon under the guise of being a new sort of Thanksgiving! Food, drink, merriment, food comas... lend a helping hand, fill a few plates of goodies, and meet friends new and old!
Warnings: None right now. Please PM this account should anything go beyond a "my grandmother is also reading this and that is okay" level of appropriate.
Notes: Tag in action or prose, and please specify a time of day, location, or activity your character is participating in! (Set-up, the feast, clean up, etc.) Feel free to offer multiple prompts, as your heart desires! Also, Collette is asking for people to write something they're thankful for on butchers paper on the wall before getting their first plate of food. This is 100% optional!

In the morning, the setting up begins. It's hard to say what's a morning versus what isn't on the moon, but using the lighting system as a sort of guide, those who offered to help set up the feast or continue on with the cooking will all be there bright and early.

After things are cleaned, the cooking continues on while further set up of plateware and silverware and hard to break glasses are left to those helping hands with a mind for arrangement details. The whole of one section has been converted into a sort of buffet-style lineup, waiting for the dishes to be complete and set at ready. All varieties of the usual dietary fare have been offered, some in greater quantities than others.

Then comes the time where people stopping by or trickling in aren't just turned around or co-opted into assisting; it's feast time, though not before an announcement that each person getting a plate of food must write at least one thing they're thankful for on a large sheet of butcher paper taped up to the wall. There's a variety of colored markers and pens provided, from someone's personal (and eclectic) collection. It's a soft price to pay for free food and plenty of it!

When the feasting has wound down, so begins the clean up. Tired, drunk, well fed, over fed, or simply content, people will be shuffled out or dragged into helping turn the cafeteria back into working, normal form. What decorations were added will need collecting (or stealing), plates and dishes and cooking implements and pots and pans will need washing, and floors a good sweeping and waterless mopping before things are all back in order. Leftovers, if there are any, will need to be placed in sealable containers and put into refrigeration.

And then, blissfully unaware of anything impending on the horizon, to bed, or different haunts, for the night.

Comments

[quackery]

Er, Collette!

[Because that's about the one person she knows for sure is close to him, save Oz.]

[commentboxtroll]

[ That, that is what gets Caesar to suddenly push himself up off the table, wide awake! With a gasp of shock, even! ]

Collette? But I never told her my favorite! Unless... [ He turns in his chair, reaching to make a grab for Ahiru's arm. ] Unless she was stalking me to the bakery every time I went! Ahiru, is Collette a stalker?!

[ Let's see how long he can keep this up before bursting out into laughter, okok. ]

[quackery]

[Caesar why couldn't you just get off your chair that's all she needs in life.]

What? No! [She kind of shakes her arm around because oh my god Caesar let go.]

[commentboxtroll]

[ He's sitting up, that's halfway to your incredibly poorly thought out life goal! Really, though, look at your life choices, duck, wow. ]

Then how does she know? It'd be so easy for her to! She could be anything!

[ also no he's hanging onto that arm there for a little while longer. WHAT IF, AHIRU, WHAT IIIIF? ]

[quackery]

She wouldn't do that! She's a good person! Do you want the cookies or not?

[She tugs harder, giving him A Look.]

Let go!

[commentboxtroll]

[ He'll let go this time. Actually upsetting her isn't a goal here. ]

Not if they're stalker-made cookies!

[quackery]

I just told you she's not a stalker! That's not nice!

[commentboxtroll]

Nope. She most definitely is.

[quackery]

That's ridiculous and you know it.

[commentboxtroll]

I know her best of all, so I'd think I have a better idea than you as to what is ridiculous and what is not!

[quackery]

...What do you mean?

[commentboxtroll]

[ that she actually totally is a stalker, just not in this particular case, buuuut...

Some things don't need to be shared. ]

What do I mean about which part?

[quackery]

You said you know her better than anyone! What do you mean?

[Curious...]

[commentboxtroll]

You really haven't noticed? I thought you were one of her closer friends, too...

[quackery]

[Please give her a moment while she connects the dots...]

Are you two together?

[commentboxtroll]

[ Ding ding ding! Ahiru would win a cookie if they weren't, in fact, nothing but lies. ]

Yes.

[quackery]

[screams internally]

Since when?

[commentboxtroll]

[ like you can judge, miss duck oz mclikerton ]

Sometime soon after we got the spaceship to Exsilium, so that makes it about...

[ Hang on a sec. Gotta run those numbers. ]

Since almost seven months ago.

[quackery]

[slander!!!]

Seriously?

[It might take her a minute to absorb this.]

[commentboxtroll]

[ oz and ahiru sitting in a horrifying endless abyss i mean tree ]

Yes? [ How is this so shocking?! ] I can't think of any reason why I wouldn't be serious.

[quackery]

[no stop]

Because — neither of you said anything for seven months!

[commentboxtroll]

[ make meeeee ]

Well, I'm a little surprised she hasn't told more people, but why would I? I'm a pretty private person, so I suppose she's actually decided to respect that some.

[quackery]

[wanna fight]

Seven months!

[Still not over it, sorry Caesar!!]

[commentboxtroll]

[ two redheads enter, one redhead leaves. ]

If you subtract all the time spent trying not to die or being kidnapped or hospitalized, it's probably a lot less.

[quackery]

[ginger royale]

You don't have to say it like that!