July mingle log

[thalassino]

[The mingle party this month is taking place in the field on the North end of the park. There are balloons, streamers, flags and signs all showing the way to the gathering. There is a table set up with fresh fruit, cookies, cupcakes, sandwiches, hot dogs and hamburgers. Another table consists of various beverages and pretty blue jars to use as drinking glasses.

In the middle of the field one can find a large ball pit with inflatable sharks inside. There are also a couple of bounce houses and buckets full of water balloons. Towels and reclining lawn chairs were close by for anyone who needed to dry off or sunbathe.

Last but not least, there is a large tent full of pillows of all shapes and sizes. There is a movie projector set up to use a tent wall as a movie screen. Bring your own movies or choose from the great classics like The Count of Monte Fishto and The Seven Samuray. Outside of the tent was a photo booth set up with a box of silly props. A whole bunch of silly props.]

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Food & Drink

[thalassino]

[croceamors]

[You are probably likely to notice a dog happily bounding up to you if you're wandering around near the food and drink dining area- a big happy golden retriever who might have something in his mouth. He's quite friendly, but also never far from his owner, who is a little easier to miss because of how anti-social he is.]

[Yeah, that guy sitting to the side, writing things down in a notebook with one hand and having a chocolate dipped banana in his other hand. He's not exactly... sociable, as should be obvious to anyone who knows him, but being in the middle of a crowd helps keep you hidden sometimes. Vatheon, he's already figured out, is full of noticeable people who will take the attention off of you.]

[Every now and then, he seems to shiver violently and try to shrug as if adjusting his coat. Yes, he's aware this is a curse. Yes, he's aware what he needs to do to feel better. No, he's not going through with it.]

[ofthedragonfire]

[Bloom was happy at just picking out some nice fresh fruit to eat for the moment. Sure, all the food looks delicious, but for the moment she was happy with what she had currently. She was taking note that not much in terms of eating could help with one when they were so cold and right now she really anted to use a spell to try and help, so for the moment she went to what she assumed to be a quiet area of where the food and drink was and raised her hand, preparing herself to use a spell to try and warm her up. Come bother her?]

[hippocampectomy]

[Any sane, reasonable adult would know that it's not smart to take food from strangers that have proven themselves to be kidnappers. Walter is none of the above. He's stocking up on cookies, though he seems irritable for some reason.]

Aren't there any lemon coolers here?

[Walter, that cookie is no longer in grocery stores. Try to hold back your anger.]

[zipperlips]

[Basically all of the food set out is the kind that Kurloz can't fit into his mouth. But he's hanging around those tables to scare away everyone else anyway. Specifically, he's hanging around the watermelon. He seems to have gotten some paint from somewhere, and it looks like he's actually drawing a face onto the outside of the melon. At least he's being careful not to get the paint into the parts people can actually eat!]

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[redpeacoat]

Shinjiro is shivering sitting nearby, a single hot dog and a little fruit on his plate along with a mug of water at his side. He's ripped the hot dog in half horizontally, and appears to be turning part of it into a little art project with his pocket knife. They serve them to kids in such a fashion back home, and he's surprised the natives haven't thought to do similar, living underwater.

[thewinedude]

[Mr. D really didn't know why he was here. This kind of socialization might have been vaguely fine if it were only once since his arrival, ... but twice? He didn't want to make a habit of this, but two things had drawn him from hiding.

First, he was cold. He was a god, and he didn't get cold like this. Not since he was mortal... and that was a loooong time ago. He'd seen grumblings across the little communication devices, but he didn't see the solution. In a large group of people, perhaps he would uncover the answer without having to actually ask anyone.

Second... Strawberries. He's fond of the things, and in the absence of grapes, they were his favourite. This place didn't have nearly the quality that he'd been growing back home. It's one of his specialties. Maybe he'd be willing to help with that....]

[In conclusion, here you have Mr. D, dressed in purple sweats and with a leopard-print scarf around his neck (trying not to look like he's freezing to death). He's standing near the table and giving the strawberries a critical examination.

Ball pit, bounce houses, and water ballons

[thalassino]

[msfabulosity]

[Oh, these little festivities being held are simply adorable! Rarity can never say no to a perfectly good soiree, so after putting on a nice hat for the occasion, Rarity heads out. It's all very childish, something she figures her sister Sweetie Belle would appreciate more, but she loves a good mingle regardless!

It's the sight of the ball pit which catches her attention first and she trots on over to peer into it.

Perhaps she's leaned in a little too closely because suddenly there's a squeal and Rarity goes tumbling in, later popping her head out and flailing like a drowning cat.]

Oh, goodness!

[... But then she sees an inflatable shark beside her and screams.]

SHARK! A SHARK! OOH, SOMEPONY SAVE ME!

[behind_my_smile]

[Finally free from taking care of the host club table, Fai is out to take part in some of the more fun parts of the festivities. He can't help but be drawn to the colorful ball pit and bounce houses. He is steering clear of the water balloons for now, not wanting to get wet and increase that cold feeling that has seemed to embed itself deep into his bones.

For now he is debating which one of the activities he wishes to engage in first.]

[fourleafed]

[Watch out: Yotsuba has an armload of water balloons and she's not afraid to use them.

In fact she's throwing one right now, though she doesn't really have the best aim.]

The white tent

[thalassino]

[fightforastar]

[Whatever's up with this curse, Tifa has a pretty high tolerance for cold, and it's no reason not to enjoy the monthly gathering. ... Still, all those pillows look awfully cozy and inviting. They might not actually feel any warmer, but it doesn't hurt to snuggle down and try.

There's already a movie playing, though she's not sure it's something she would've chosen. Two men seem to be dueling with... swordfish.]

[copesetic]

"They ruined a classic." Albert can't help but grouse at the undersea adaptation being projected on the far wall. The Count of Monte Cristo - the book, that is - is a personal favorite story of Albert's and to see it lampooned with fish puts him in a bit of a sour mood.

Honestly he hadn't really wanted to come out tonight at all. The curse already had him feeling irritable. He doesn't like being forced into anything, even something as innocuous as physical contact, and it just drives home the sense of helplessness in their being here. But Jet had been talking about it and even in his irritation, Albert felt he was still on rocky ground with his teammate despite assurances that bygones were bygones. Even if the fight had been months ago for Jet, it's still fresh for Albert. So he'd relented.

He just really hadn't expected... this. There are't even any proper chairs. He feels ridiculous reclining against all these pillows like some sort of self-styled sultan, not to mention if the curse acted up again he'd be forced into cuddling again in public.

Really, guilty or not, he should have stayed in the hotel room.

[seaborg]

[The movies playing aren't of any particular interest to Pyunma, and he doesn't have any of his own to bring, but watching a film is better than standing around and doing nothing, so he comes into the tent just at the beginning of The Count of Monte Fishto and takes a seat to watch.

It's interesting, but some ways into the film, the curse starts to take its toll on him- He hunches his shoulders and crosses his arms, apparently cold even despite the jacket he's wearing.]

[fundemetal]

[Leo decided to hit up the monthly gathering, but after last month's festival, this was a little bit of a disappointment. But at least it offered a lot more than the first one he went to. The food actually consisted of things other than fruit, and he'd managed to hit that up for a bite to eat.

The big white tent had caught his eye earlier so he decided to check it out now that he was full. He peered in, noticing all the piles of pillows and some sort of fishy samurai movie. He decides that he may as well go watch it, at least until it gets boring. So he finds a cozy spot where he's least likely to bother others if he gets too antsy.]

[mysterical]

[Tear is not used to the cold. Yes, she had done her time in Keterburg and Mt. Roneal, but she'd been the only member of the party not to poke fun at Luke for being cold. In the Qliphoth, it hadn't gotten cold because of the miasma and the sludge. And Padamiya had the volcano of Mt. Zaleho there to keep it warm.

So, when she'd heard of this strange party, she'd gone for curiosity's sake. But mainly as a way to battle the cold that was slowly seeping into her bones. It was the white tent that caught her attention, however. Inside, she sees that there are moving pictures of men fighting with some sort of fish and she can't help but wonder why.]

Is there a point to this? [She doesn't speak very loud. It's just a curious musing.]

Re: The white tent

[jagermeister]

<sub>[Curse or no curse, he wasn't about to let it stop him from kicking back into a pile of pillows. He knew what would stave off the cold, but was he about to go seeking the 'cure' out himself?

Hell no.

Grimmjow wasn't the type to seek physical contact like that, so he was going to stay right here in his cozy little pile with his attention focused on The Seven Samuray. Certain aspects of it reminded him of his home world, and other aspects made his hand inch closer to the sword sitting at his hip. It had been awhile since he's had a good fight (excluding the one in the bar a month ago), but...

Nah. He couldn't really be bothered today.]</sub>

Welcoming Committee

[thalassino]

[The troll manning the booth isn't the kind who hides under bridges and eats goats. Feel free to ask Darkleer or anyone else questions about Vatheon.]

Welcoming Committee

[feralfanatic]

[At some point, later in the day, a certain oliveblood will make an appearance at the desk. She sets down a small thermos and a small wrapped bundle, and just smiles at him.]

[seaborg]

[Pyunma isn't looking for anyone when he passes by the booth, but he pauses as he passes by anyway. Thanks to Karkat, he knows that trolls are a thing, and anyway, he's had a chance to talk to this one particular troll, briefly. And there's nothing wrong with checking in.]

It seems a conversation is possible after all.

The Host Club

[thalassino]

[Check out these hotties.]

Open to all!

[behind_my_smile]

[As always, Fai is dutifully carrying out his host club duties and manning the table while some of the others go and enjoy the festivities. He will get his chance to take part a little later, but for now he is smiling at anyone that comes close to the table and handing out treats while describing the club to anyone that will care enough to listen.]

Photo Booth

[thalassino]

[Hats, mustaches, glasses, feathered boas, and so much more. There are white board word bubbles with pens if people want to get creative. Just climb in and press the red button when you're ready. The photos will print out after a moment]

[flared]

[From the looks of all those photos printing out in the photo booth, it looks like someone's having a little too much fun. The sound of laughter coming from inside only backs up that assumption.

There's another series of snaps then a roll of photos involving a certain redhead with a pair of odd glasses on his face pop out a minute or so later. Lolololol best thing ever.]

General Mingling for anything else

[thalassino]

[clumsyblonde]

[She's been cold because of the curse, but that's no reason not to go and see what they're doing for the mingle party this time. They've always been fun before!

But since she's cold and not hungry, she's just wandering around aimlessly. Maybe if she was warm, she'd try the bounce houses or the photo booth, but she doesn't want to stop moving. Moving helps you warm up, right? She's not quite sure if she wants to try watching a movie either, with all those pillows and things. That'd at least give some warmth, from the tent and the pillows.

...Come and talk to her?]

Marceline's Show > Mingle Thread!

[redboots]

[Did you losers think Marceline was done rocking out? NOPE. She's back again, grinning and playing her axe bass. What's the song set today?]

[Seems pretty metal.]

[1. Who's In Charge Here
2. Get Back
3. The Four Horsemen
4. War Pigs
5. You've Got Another Thing Comin'
6. Raining Blood
7. Hallowed Be Thy Name]

[Feel free to dance, rock out, just listen while chowing down on some food, or even approach the vampire as she relaxes in-between songs, looking quite happy.]

[skwisklok]

[Well, someone certainly is appreciating the more hardcore tracks on the list for tonight. Iron Maiden? Judas Priest? Slayer? He's headbanging with the best of them, and even starts as much of a mosh pit as the audience is going to help with. If you happen to be near the stage, you might be swept up in the frenzy of shoving and swinging, or at least you might be the victim of someone getting tossed into you. ]


[After Raining Blood though, he decides he has to meet this chick who's wailing away with that pretty brutal Bass. He collects his guitar first though. Couldn't mosh it up with that thing slung around his neck, now could he? Properly equipped he approaches the side stage to meet with the performer. ]

Hey floaty girl. You plays a bass that's actually worth listening to!

[Trust me, that's actually an insane amount of praise coming from him.]

So uh, what song have you got next planned?