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.
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Comments

[unfollowing]

You're not trying to sleep now, are you? Wait til all you want to do is sleep. Then you'll see how much worse it can get.

[Emily is an optimist who loves other people, can you tell.]

[hungryasacaveman]

I not tired yet! Just-- not used to parties.

[He's only had about a year of experiencing the modern world, he's only been to two actual parties, and one was a birthday.]

You have been to... lots of parties?

[unfollowing]

I totally couldn't tell that about you.

[There's no way you'd be getting invited to fancy parties with hair like that. Although, he could probably finagle an invite if he just showed off those arms.]

Tons. [She's kind of a big deal back home.] Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.

[hungryasacaveman]

Okay!

[He trusts you. Done. Easy.

Now that that line of dialogue has apparently been completed:]

So how long... you been here?

[unfollowing]

[.........again. How is Koda still even alive.

But Emily will just. Ignore that question, shrugging as she keeps a steady pace towards the house.]

Almost two months now. Feels like longer. How long have you been in our glorious little shithole?

[hungryasacaveman]

I come same day as... [He makes a round shape with both hands.] ...flying monsters. Not very fun to fight. Had to use armour.

[unfollowing]

You're really new here, damn. [Lucky Koda, he missed out on cannibal month.]

You have armor? Are you from, like, medieval times or something? [Wouldn't be a stretch, given the types she's met here.]

[hungryasacaveman]

Not quite. But I have friend named Ivan-- he from then. Even come with own armour.

[The grin he shoots her is very much cheeky.]

I from... one hundred thousand years ago. Metal not invented yet.

[unfollowing]

[........

....what the fuck.]

Are you literally prehistoric?

[hungryasacaveman]

Yes! I am-- caveman!

[Have a flex of his arms to follow the words.]

I born on mammoth hunt. Grow up fighting... sabertooth tigers!

[unfollowing]

[Oh-- ohmygod.

What do you even say to that. She's not sure if she's impressed or just baffled by all the shit that has happened in the past month alone.

Jesus.]

I'm a college student. I grew up fighting morons.

[hungryasacaveman]

Morons... not so bad as sabertooth tiger. Not as many teeth. Or-- strategy.

[unfollowing]

[Well. He's not wrong.]

Yeah. Whole different set of survivor skills comes out of that one.

[Sabertooth tigers. Un-fucking-believable.]

So, do you like, know who discovered fire?

[hungryasacaveman]

No. But my grandfather... he make very famous invention.

[He traces a round shape in the air with his finger.]

He invent-- wheel!

[unfollowing]

Holy shit.

[The swear is both surprised and disbelieving, because what the hell else do you say to that?

They're close to the beginning of the spiral where the house is. Just being away from the noise of the party is doing wonders for Emily's mood, which unfortunately doesn't mean much for anyone else.]

So he was, like, the Edison of his day or something. Damn. Not bad for a guy who probably never washed his hair. Which, you know, is something you should start doing.

[hungryasacaveman]

[Koda immediately grabs a matted strand of his hair for inspection, and tilts his head.]

Why? It not need wash.

[Also who is Edison]

[unfollowing]

Yeah it does, honey.

[She's not going to touch it, but she'll gesture at it, not at all hiding her disgust.] It's not supposed to look like that.

[Grabbing some of her own hair, she adds,] It's supposed to be like this, for your hair type. Soft, shiny, and not all clumpy like yours is.

[hungryasacaveman]

[Congratulations Em, he looks mildly offended.]

Before I frozen-- no shampoo. There no point in having... tidy hair. Smelling like flowers means... getting caught by bad animals. And in new time... no one care about my hair.

[unfollowing]

[She would be sorry, except she's not.

She does, however, realize he's going to need help with this, and given the last time she'd deigned to help someone had ended in her being punched, she's going to give being somewhat nice a shot. Just, Emily's brand of nice still comes off bossy.]

Well, I care. [About hygiene. Not necessarily about Koda or his hair specifically.] Why don't we stop by one of the stores and pick you up some shampoo. Something not floral or fruity.

[Don't want to? Tough luck, she's leading you there anyway.]

[hungryasacaveman]

[O.....kaaay...

He continues following her because what else is there to do besides get wild with the other partygoers, but since he still doesn't really want to do that then following Em it is.]

I don't like comb, though. I try using once, and-- it broke.

[unfollowing]

You have to wash it before you try to comb it. And in your case, moisturize it. A lot. Honestly, cutting it and growing it out is your best bet, but you don't have to.

[She walks into the first store she sees and starts looking through the bottles on the shelves for something that could work.] Ugh, this is such a pathetic selection. Might have to go natural. Like, olive oil and whatever shitty shampoo I can find.

[Koda is basically her new project. She's bored, okay.]

[hungryasacaveman]

[Koda just shadows her through the shop, opening bottles and smelling them curiously. They remind him of Shelby for the most part, that same clean smell. That being said, they also smelled horribly chemically to his sensitive nose.]

These... not smell safe. People really- want use these?

[unfollowing]

Did you expect them to smell like a rain-kissed garden? Yes, people want to use them.

[All of this is said while she grabs a bottle of (allegedly) rain-scented shampoo/conditioner-in-one, deep cleanse, intense moisture, and nurturing guaranteed after two weeks of use.

Seems legit.

Just to be sure, she sniffs it (smells like generic 'fresh' rather than rain, but whatever), then holds it out to Koda.] Go home and wash your hair with this. You know how to do that, right? Take a shower, wet your hair, use a little of this stuff in all your hair, rinse it out, repeat once.

Got it?

[hungryasacaveman]

Uhh. [That was a lot to take in at once.] Yes?

[He takes the shampoo anyway at least, and trusts Emily enough to not bother sniffing it as well as he tucks it into the pocket of his pants.]

Thank you?

[unfollowing]

[Yeah no she's not at all concerned with how much information she threw at him.]

You're welcome. Now, you should get back to wherever you're living here and go do that. I can walk myself home from here. See you around.

[She waves at Koda as she walks out of the store, smiling at him over her shoulder. Sorry not sorry, Koda.]