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

[mismanagement]

[Prospects. Of course! The drink and the company is making her sentimental, but perhaps that's not so bad. She sang, Dorian recited poetry, and Henry danced. It's a good night. A good moment..

Maketh laughs, grabbing at her drink and managing not to spill it all over herself.] To my lovely friends! May we find good company, and may our hangovers never defeat us.

[sparkler]

[Dorian is already drunker than he expected to be, so he'll toast with an empty glass - at least for now. He's pleased, amused, happy with the company and the evening. It's been awhile since he's been able to simply enjoy himself.]

To friendship, excellent company, and whatever prospects we may find!

[He laughs as he says it, and raises an empty glass.]

We are all strong and brave, we will not fall prey to our hangovers so easily.

[hotspurred]

[Henry raises his glass and drinks it down -- then hunches forward slightly, pressing the back of his hand to his mouth as he splutters. Even so, he still grins, showing teeth.]

There... there are worse foes. The so-called hangover "cures".

[mismanagement]

[Maketh pats Henry's arm in what she means to be a comforting way and nearly ends up punching him in the face. Thankfully she misses.] No, no! None of those! Except coffee. Coffee will be god tomorrow.

[sparkler]

[Dorian notices that near miss and starts laughing. It's funnier than it should be. They're all quite sloppy.]

Oh, yes. Coffee, as much sleep as one can stand, and no lights at all. But why speak of hangovers? The future is the future. Right now, I feel wonderful.

[hotspurred]

[If Henry notices Maketh's near miss, he does not care. He tips his head to rest his cheek on her hand. She has small hands.]

Ah, that is true.

[He says slowly, with what almost passes for consideration, before he releases their arms -- only to to seize their closest wrists in a strong grip. Henry abruptly stands, having decided that he is bored of just sitting, and insistently tugs Maketh and Dorian.]

Come along.

[Not that he has any plan, other than apparently keeping the pair of them. It is all directionless impulse.]

[mismanagement]

[Maketh pats Henry's cheek fondly before laughing as they're abruptly standing. Henry is very strong and she sees no need to resist the hold on her wrist. She sways against him, grinning. This is a good night. She's met a new friend and they've all gotten very drunk together. The very definition of success.] Wherever are we going?

[sparkler]

[He doesn't mind following along either, and makes no attempt to extricate himself from Henry's grasp. He does, however, nearly stumble over a chair, catching himself on the table with his free hand just in time. His legs are not working quite as well as they normally do, but he feels excellent, so that's all right.]

On an adventure, I'm sure. Plenty of them to be had here.

[And at the moment, simply walking down the street would be enough of one.]