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.

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Comments

[krangke]

It's okay.

(He offers a smile and then he's listening with rapt attention. Newt doesn't seem too surprised by Pell not being human. Not that he had anticipated as much but he had met enough non-humans here to not take it as an abnormality anymore. He was dating a werewolf, after all. He definitely didn't mind.

What does shock him was that Pell was able to give birth. Newt's too polite and kind to look over Pell after that little reveal but he is a bit stunned.)

But you...You look like a um-

("Male" he wants to say but suddenly doesn't know if that's rude or not.)

A boy, I guess.

(Either way, it's clear Newt's not repulsed or turned away from all of this. He actually just mostly looks curious.)

What are you then? I know some non-humans here too.

(Just so that's out there in the open. Peter being a werewolf was a secret of course but it's not like he was the only person here who could turn into a wolf.)

There's fish food. It's like these weird little pellet things. It's pretty easy.

[pellameno]

I was born male, but changed into something else a few years ago. Another name you've never heard, Wraeththu. I like to think of it as an evolution of humanity, since humanity is dying out. We're hermaphoditic so in theory it was always possible. And lots of people here guess that I'm a girl, I don't mind either way. We have feminine and masculine traits.

[ If you think of him as a boy he's an exceptionally pretty boy. ]

[krangke]

Oh.

(That's...quite a lot to take in. Though not so much that Newt stays quiet for long. He feels oddly jealous in a strange sort of way. He glances briefly down at his own body with a pinched frown before glancing over at Pell.

Truthfully, he was fond of rugged looks much better but Pell was lovely in his own way too.)

Do you have a preference then? I keep referring to you as a boy in my head. I know you say you don't mind but surely if you would rather I call you something...?

(Newt isn't even remotely socially aware of the whole gender pronoun thing. Not really, anyway, and yet he seemed to have little trouble automatically adjusting to this and wanting Pell to be comfortable.)

[pellameno]

[ Pell doesn't know what the frown is about. ]

It's kind of you to ask but I've never really had to think about it before now... pretty much everyone back home uses he because that's what we used to be. It's what I'd prefer.

[ They have some special words, like harling instead of son, but not everyone would use that. ]

Honestly, it's stranger that everyone here assumes I'm human. Back home people just know. And I've never been the only one of my kind, obviously. It's lonely in a way I wouldn't have expected.