( open ) turkeeeeeeyyyy

[spiria]

Who: Kohaku and anyone in Vatheon who wants to come and join the potluck!
When: NOW. Thanksgiving Day. 11/22/2012.
Where: The Plaza
Style: Starting in Brackets, go wild and do whatever!
Status: OPEN

[ As she had planned, Kohaku had set up a line of tables somewhere in the plaza, with some of the food she'd already prepared for the event on the table and chairs on each side of it. Over in another area, there were a couple of games, so that people who wanted to could have some fun with that; the games included 'pin the tail on the turkey,' and she'd brought some jump ropes out.

It was a pretty last-minute, not too well planned event, but it turned out pretty great, right? All that mattered was that people enjoyed it. ]


( ooc: It's a potluck! Have your characters bring food, add to the games, and do anything else that they wanna do! Go crazy! As long as it's within the rules of the game, I'm probably going to be pretty chill with it. B) I know there was some talk of spiking the drinks ... )

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FOOD TABLES

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[beauchevalier]

[Having brought a few containers full of food that he cook which doesn't look half bad at all and a bottle of wine, Angelo puts his goods on the table. After all he did say he'd bring food along to this feast, he wasn't about to change his mind on that.]

[spiria]

[ Have a Kohaku hovering over your shoulder. ]

What'd you bring? It looks good!

[blessedbyfarore]

[Food and friends and being thankful, huh? Link spots a familiar face - Angelo - setting his food up, and he heads over with his own container, giving him smile.]

Hi. What did you bring?

[silvereclipse]

[ ... Speaking of wine, Ramirez looks at it awkwardly. It... looks innocently enough, and it's not like Valuan wine was anything to write home about. Ramirez almost never drank alcohol, unless Galcian insisted at a party or something which he only attended because, again, Galcian insisted.

Well, it wouldn't hurt, would it? Ramirez pours a glass, and sniffs it. He then cautiously takes a sip, half-expecting to drop dead from cyanide poisoning. ]

[beauchevalier]

[Coming up to Ramirez from behind of him, he sees him sipping the wine he brought and seems rather amused. Is he really acting as though it's some kind of poison?]

You don't need to act as if it's poison, it's perfectly fine.

[silvite]

Fina didn't come here because she wanted to at first, but she wanted to go after a time and thought to invite Ramirez. The male refused her, but eventually said he would go when she looked upset that he would not spend time with her. Fina was the same, but he was very different and she needed to get to know this knew "Ramirez".

The white-blonde haired girl moved up beside him, bringing a small glass of wine with her. The annoyed look on his face let her know that he did not want to be here, significantly ruining the feeling for her. "Do you wish to leave, Ramirez?"

[keepsthefire]

[Rin had never cooked an entire turkey before, but when it came to cooking he was willing to try anything first.

And it didn't turn out bad at all, really. He showed up a little late, since it had taken him a while to get it all finished, but when he finally arrived it was with a huge covered cooking pot.

Yes, Rin really did get the biggest damn turkey he could find.]

[spiria]

[ Hover Hover Hover ]

Ooooh, how does it look?

[blessedbyfarore]

[Link is very sorry. He tried, he really did. But despite his best efforts...]

[Well, those are just sliiightly burnt pumpkin and pecan cookies he's almost sheepishly setting on the table.]

[They mostly taste fine if you scrape off the black bits!]

[oursomalink]

[ And Shing, being the curious one, decides to wander over towards this part of the table to try the cookies.

... they look burned... eh, the worst he ever got from eating questionably cooked food was a stomachache, though, so. Here goes something--! ]

... hey, these aren't too bad, actually...

[oursomalink]

[ ...

...

so here's a Shing

contemplating this pot of rappig stew he decided to bring

he thinks it tastes fine but he's not sure if it's enough

he's also wondering why there was rappig meat for sale in the shops but whatevs

... what do ]

[needsmoregreen]

[In which Bianca notices a familiar person nearby with a stew! So this was what he was cooking when she was still in the apartment!]

So this was what you were making! It looks really good, I didn't know you were a cook!

[foolswords]

_{[Oh, Shing. My new best friend except not yet. What do you have there.]}

A stew? You cooked it yourself?

[beauchevalier]

[Seeing Shing and his stew, he's curious as to what he cooked.]

Hello there. I can tell you made stew, but what kind is it?

[spiria]

[ Hi boyfriendo. ]

What's in the pot?

[ peeeeering over his shoulder ... ]

GAME CORNER

[spiria]

IN WHICH MITHOS IS A WALLFLOWER

[martelapproves]

[ NOPE. Nope, he's not playing any of these. No way, no how. Uh uh. Don't even try to make him. Really. Mithos refuses to take part in this! ]

BOTHER BOTHER BOTHER

[spiria]

[ Hey, she recognizes you. Though she's not making the connection that this is the guy she's talked to occasionally on the SFC. She's seeing him as the guy she talked to at the masquerade. ]

Hey, it's you! Wanna poke a turkey?

[ she points to the pin the tail on the turkey game. ]

Mithos, hi Mithos

[timetraveling]

<sub>[Rodi spots a wallflower and whenever she spots a wallflower she needs to bother them!

So Mithos there is one scantily clad woman walking up to you.]</sub>

Wanna play one of those games?

PAINTING THE ROSES RED

[redcladidealist]

[Mithos, are you wearing white clothes right now?

Mithos, did you ever wonder what you would look like if you wore red?

Mithos, how are your dodging skills?]

Wh-whoa!

[Because that's all the warning Mithos is going to get before Lloyd trips, and a plate with turkey, mashed potatoes, and cranberry sauce goes flying in the half-elf's direction.]

[blessedbyfarore]

[Games! After having had something to eat (er, carefully avoiding the turkey), Link has found his way over, and is now staring at one in particular in some confusion.]

[So what's all this about a turkey's tail, and why do you have to pin it on again?]

[spiria]

[ but the turkey is so good .... ]

Soooo, wanna play?

And then Dhaos was confused by party games

[fistfullofmagic]

[Under normal circumstances he probably would have stayed home with a book, but refusing Ioder would have been like... well, not exactly kicking a puppy. More like giving it a stern look for wanting to be scratched behind the ears. Thus here he is.

Currently he's over by the game corner, attempting to fathom just what it is about pinning a "tail" on a representation of the centerpiece of the feast that is suppose to be enjoyable. Because really, blindfolds and push pins seem like a recipe for disaster to him.]

ANYTHING ELSE

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