Event log: How Delightful

[hadrielmods]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: Delight's resurrection.
Where: Throughout the city, starting in the bar.
When: March 23rd-April 3rd
Warnings: Partying too hard, poor life choices, underage drinking, the worst hangovers of all time.

On the morning of March 23rd, bright and early, Delight is resurrected. Her temple is restored, and her bar appears in the city. What does that mean? Well, obviously it's time to celebrate. We hope everyone brought their party shoes! From March 23rd to March 27th, the party will be mostly contained in and around Delight's bar, with an invitation from the goddess herself. But it won't be long before she decides that's just not good enough - gotta bring the party to the people! From March 28th to April 3rd, the natural light is dimmed and replaced with flashing colored lights, fireworks, and even a few disco balls. Loud music blares through the city, making it hard to sleep, and a wide variety of trouble is available to be gotten into.

Wanna drink away the pain of being trapped in a hellcave? There's unlimited amounts of alcohol of all kinds, and Delight will be happy to supply anything that might be missing. More interested in karaoke-ing your heart out? Hit up one of the jukeboxes. Enjoy gleeful displays of your own mortality? Here's a skateboard and a ramp, have fun. There's just about anything you could desire, as long as what you desire is to party hard and make bad decisions. And hey, if you find yourself getting tired, grab one (or five) of Delight's special energy shots. They'll eliminate your need for sleep, food, water, cure an oncoming hangover and immediately relax any sore muscles you've got for 24 hours per shot! There's no down side! (Except for all the effects coming back to hit you at once when the shot wears off, but whatever.)

After about a week and a half of tequila shots, keg stands, roman candle battles, tagging the city with free spraypaint, inappropriate party games, and balloon hats made to look like rocket ships (wait... that's not a rocket ship), Delight realizes everyone's partied out and starts to wind things down. On April 3rd, she'll clean up the city, removing everything except for a few remaining fireworks and disco balls, stored in her temple. Her bar will still be around, if you can stand to even look at liquor after all the poor choices you made. Otherwise, lay in bed and try to recover from your hangover while the city goes back to normal.

► This log covers March 23rd-April 3rd.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
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[cashlin]

[She giggles and spins them both to face the bar. It is like a dance, isn't it? After this, they're dancing together, Lilith decides.]

Yes, I know! It's sooo good! [So six shots on top of her... three? four? (Was one of those a Delight shot?) Should be no problem! Clearly.] I got this. C'mere, watch me.

[This place is already too warm without tequila in Lilith, and even drunk Lilith doesn't want to mess up her favorite jacket. When she breaks from Maketh's arms, she sheds her jacket and overshirt, leaving only the short pink top beneath. She dumps the wad of clothing unceremoniously on top of the nearest bar stool.]

One, two, three-- two rounds of three, Maketh! Three plus three's six! Can you pour for me, I'm gonna miss.

time to make GOOD LIFE CHOICES KIDS

[mismanagement]

[That's an excellent idea. Maketh claps her hands together. Everyone should be drinking and dancing, everyone should be happy. She's a little in love with tequila right now, it's making the whole moment warm and soft, the edges going fuzzy and nice.] Sure, sure, just--give me a sec.

[She has to steady herself against the bar for a moment, because the room is dancing without her. The room is in a good mood too, Maketh decides, and starts pouring shots. Or trying to. Most of it ends up on the bar counter. Oh. Whoops.]

There! [she announces triumphantly.] Shots.

[cashlin]

Ohhh my god. [She's laughing again: this entire situation is completely hilarious. Why did she think Maketh would get the tequila into the glasses? They're so small. Nobody can aim that well, probably not even Mordecai.]

Shots! All right!

[Not even sober Lilith would have the good judgment necessary to call this a bad idea, so she's already downing the first three, slamming each glass back down onto the counter and whooping when she's done.]

Yessss! [She grips the counter for balance, and turns, bright-eyed, to Maketh.] Round two, let's go!

[mismanagement]

[This is probably the best party ever, Maketh decides. The best one she's been to in the better half of a decade, at least. There's tequila and then there's Lilith, two of her favorite things in the whole universe right there. Life is just awesome right now.] More shots!

[Someone ought to start pouring them, but that's hard, so Maketh just drinks straight from the bottle before passing it to Lilith with a grin.

Yeah she's going to be regretting this in the morning. So much.]

[cashlin]

[Drunken clarity comes crashing into Lilith hard enough that she swears she can feel the whiplash.]

You-- [drank from this, too; you last handed me a bottle like this when you were tearing apart at the seams just trying to apologize. Lilith stares down at the tequila, a shade of apprehension on her face, then up at the other woman once again.

Maketh... is okay. Maketh's better than okay, actually. She glows with all the excitement, looks so much freer in that braid, and smiles at Lilith in a way that sends a warmth spreading through her chest. Orrr... maybe that's just the shots, which she, by the way, still has more of. The world spins back into motion as all of that is forgotten. Lilith takes the bottle, lifts it to her lips, and takes a shot-and-a-half's swig.]

You are amazing. [Lilith beams.] Holy shit.

[mismanagement]

[There's a moment there that almost breaks through Maketh's drunken happiness - an edge of worry, something in Lilith's face. The eyes, maybe, gone soft for a moment with something like worry. For her? No, why would Lilith worry about her?

It's just a moment, though, gone just as quickly as it came, and Maketh doesn't want to be thinking at all right now. She reaches out and grabs Lilith's hand, laughing all the while.] Dance with me! Come on!

[cashlin]

[Worry? Who's worried? There's only tequila, Maketh, and the dance floor now. And that's perfectly fine with her.

Lilith squeezes Maketh's hand back, and from the look of her, the smile on her face isn't about to dim again anytime soon. She follows, and falls immediately into the rhythm of the music.]

[mismanagement]

[Maketh tips her head back and lets her mind go blank - fill it with music, let it flow and the world will fall off you. This is good, dancing with her friend - and Lilith is her friend, Maketh is sure - and this will be enough for right now.]