Event Log: The Seven Days of Hadriel

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Seven Days of Hadriel event
Where: All over the city!
When: April 17th-April 23rd
Warnings: Delicious food, a week full of fun, and nothing terrible at all.

After everything that went down when the city split, the residents of Hadriel deserve a break - and the gods are trying to give them one. For a week, each god will be taking one day to throw an event of their choosing. Nothing is mandatory, nothing is designed to manipulate, so relax and have a good time!

On April 17th, Hope is holding a grand feast. The dried and canned food usually found in the shops is replaced with tables of freshly-made dishes, ready to be eaten. There are foods of all kinds here, familiar and very strange, and each different one is marked with its ingredients. There's bound to be something you'll like, so stuff your face, take a box or three of leftovers home, and gain a few pounds!

On April 18th, a racetrack appears near the moped lot, and Tranquility starts holding moped races! There will be quite a few different races held across the day, so stop by any time - drawn by the thrilling revving of moped motors, no doubt - and race your fast friends and your furious enemies for the grand prize: bragging rights.

On April 19th, Rage takes over the arena for that most brutal and vicious of fights, a pillow war. Anyone stopping by will find stacks of pillows of various shapes, sizes, and densities, all ready to be pick up and used to wallop the person next to you in the face. So work out some of that aggression!

On April 20th, Confusion sets up her hedge maze near the orchard. This twisty, confusing labyrinth can keep you occupied for quite awhile - though if you get too confused or lost, you can always tap out and be instantly transported back to the entrance! Do your best, though, and you might make it to the end - where two lucky winners get a magical compass prize, and the rest get, well, a less magical one. Your two lucky winners this time are Sans and Richie Gecko! Enjoy your prizes!

On April 21st, Love is ready to help all of you find a little more love in your lives. Stop by the Speakeasy (the owners of which are super stoked about this) to get the name of someone to go on a romantic (or platonic!) date with. Successful dates not guaranteed, but Love is not terrible at their job - the name you'll get will, at the very least, be someone you can get along with.

On April 22nd the library gets a little livelier with Delight's open mic! Stop by to show off your singing skills, display your master poetry craftsmanship, or tell a funny story. Got another talent you want to show off? Sure! Jugging flaming batons, messing up amateur magic tricks, sword-swallowing - everything's welcome!

And finally, on April 23rd, Sorrow will close the week with a formal masquerade. Masks are not required, but formalwear is, and can be found throughout the shops. Spend the evening listening to tasteful music, nibbling at refreshments, and maybe finally getting a dance with that guy, girl, or non-gendered being of your dreams. Dance the night away, assured that no one will be turning into a pumpkin, and wake up the next morning feeling relaxed and appreciated for all that you've done for the gods.

Attend all the events, none at all, or just a few! It's entirely up to you.

► This log covers April 17th-April 23rd.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
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► If you somehow manage to die during a completely non-dangerous week, please let us know here, and rethink your life choices.

Comments

[unitas]

I didn't miss much. [ She states firmly. Most of the schools she went to could only afford gymnasium balls. Plus, there would be people and she would have to dress up and oh, this is basically the exact same thing. The line on Shakespeare gets an eye-roll from her. ]

You know I can quote Macbeth. [ Please don't, Sharon. ] I just think Romeo and Juliet was sentimental slop, plus she was like thirteen, talk about creepy. [ She even fakes a shiver. Don't go down for Shakespeare, Mello, don't do it.

But then: ] But I do like history and I don't mind listening to your voice. [ An easy and coy shrug of her shoulders, eyes half-lidded as she looks at him. The burn makes him look intimidating to others, she's pretty sure, but she likes it. He's the whole tragic package for her. ] I can keep my eyes open for you.

[torrefied]

"There's daggers in men's smiles"? [He laughs, barely audible. They both know there's truth in that.] Sentimental, yes, but I wouldn't say it's slop. And I would agree that centering a love story on a thirteen-year-old is creepy by our standards today, but back then, thirteen was a perfectly marriageable age. The concept of adolescence is one that varies widely by culture and throughout history. Life expectancy in Shakespeare's time was about half of what it is now - less than forty years. By that standard, I'd already be considered a middle-aged man.

[He smiles at that, a touch sad, acknowleding that he has already outlived his own life expectancy by a year. During this impossible extension, he has seen and experienced more than he'd ever dreamed - not just the bizarre events, not just his own death and resurrection, twice, but simple things, like finding friendship and love, things that most people take for granted as part of their lives.]

I guess I can understand the appeal of living for the day, knowing you might not have tomorrow. [He gives her a light one-shouldered shrug.] But enough about Shakespeare - I said I'd tell you about masked balls. You're familiar with the Mardi Gras holiday, right?

[unitas]

Blah, blah, blah, things I already know. [ Sweetly. She's not going to argue about weird ages children from various centuries got married at because, primarily, it's not a subject she ever reacts well to. She knows well enough where certain issues of hers lie and two small children falling in love is no issue but the greyer territories can rile her up.

And Mardi Gras? Who wasn't aware of that particular holiday, at least not a little? She smiles. ]

You mean beads, boobs, and booze day? [ She's allowed to be childish sometimes, right? Totally. ]