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middaeg2020-08-01 06:20 pm
rollfordiplomacy) wrote in middaeg2020-08-01 06:20 pm
Gambling Hall- Adult Character OPEN MINGLE
Who: Everett Vaughan and other adult Mirrorbound characters
When: One Early Aguril Night
Where: DiplomaTea's cellar
What: Socializing mingle for Adult characters only, please!
Warnings: Smoking, alcohol, various drugs, and strip poker.
It must say something of Everett's comfort with Aefenglom that he has tossed out the facade hiding his gambling hall. Late last month, he extended an invitation around to his friends of a speakeasy style social night at DiplomaTea. He'd encouraged those he told direct to further extend the invitation to other adult Mirrorbound. Such was easy to have picked up from the grapevine of those Everett knows and who they then told. Do remember the cutesy code required for entry, it's "bees knees".
With all other patrons gone after normal operating hours, the shop is closed up. Yet, the hum of muffled conversation and music gives away the activity within. A simple ring of entry bell will get a delayed response. If it's Lord Viren, he's both very strict the password is given correctly, while also being thoroughly unamused with any answer. Everett himself will simply throw open the door enthusiastically and usher in anybody who is not obviously a child.
I. Drink, Smoke, Be Merry
Once inside, both the top floor and basement level are bustling with people. The space is crowded, but lively and playful. It's easy to join a conversation simply by meandering nearby and nodding ones head a bit. There's a piano in the above level, enchanted to place some background tunes and sometimes being actively played by Everett. Any other party goer is also welcome to take up the seat and play some tunes.
The cellar has kegs of alcoholic cinnamon spiced cider on free tap, an open bar of various liquors, and various... rolled cigarette boxes with different labels. Definitely pay attention which read "tobacco", "cannabis", and "opium" because those will give a very different evening based on choice. Everett is nothing, if not, a very generous host.
I. The Hall
The most active space would be the main gambling hall in the cellar. Everett has three main attractions here. In one corner, simply enough, is a pool table where people can play and watch while leaned up against the wall. Just be mindful when walking by, messing up someone's shot is easy enough if they're not minding their draw back reach.
Opposite that is a large gambling table with many seat. On one side there is a bowl and dice, while the other has cards for various games. Strip poker was, surprising, not Everett's idea. It simply started up and he didn't stop it.
Last and most odd is Everett's large vault beside the bar. Beside it is a set of lockpicks, set out as a challenge. His father, Vaughan, was the finest Springtide Vaultmaker and Everett has a passion for the subject of both creating and cracking difficult locks. This one must be broken the technical way, he's had antimagical runes to counter too easily meddling. Still, it's not impossible to get into and he's supposedly emptied it of anything personal, offering a small cune fortune to any who could break it.
There will be plenty of time and no limit on attempts, the party will be going for the majority of the night.
[OOC: Hi all! This is an OPEN MINGLE for adult characters! Presume all CR with Everett was invited directly and anybody without CR with him could have heard about it through the grapevine. Characters are welcome to use the above prompts or create their own in the setting.
Since these activities are all taking place in both a relatively small area and also at the time, please consider all your threads open to threadjacking and/or being witnessed or overheard by any other characters in attendance! Tag around, jump in and out of each other's conversations, have fun and don't worry about tag orders. Everett will not have his own TL, but I will definitely get him around to as many people as I can.
For characters below the age of 18, sorry, not getting into this party... but feel free to putter around outside, attempt to sneak in, or get turned down at the door!]
When: One Early Aguril Night
Where: DiplomaTea's cellar
What: Socializing mingle for Adult characters only, please!
Warnings: Smoking, alcohol, various drugs, and strip poker.
It must say something of Everett's comfort with Aefenglom that he has tossed out the facade hiding his gambling hall. Late last month, he extended an invitation around to his friends of a speakeasy style social night at DiplomaTea. He'd encouraged those he told direct to further extend the invitation to other adult Mirrorbound. Such was easy to have picked up from the grapevine of those Everett knows and who they then told. Do remember the cutesy code required for entry, it's "bees knees".
With all other patrons gone after normal operating hours, the shop is closed up. Yet, the hum of muffled conversation and music gives away the activity within. A simple ring of entry bell will get a delayed response. If it's Lord Viren, he's both very strict the password is given correctly, while also being thoroughly unamused with any answer. Everett himself will simply throw open the door enthusiastically and usher in anybody who is not obviously a child.
I. Drink, Smoke, Be Merry
Once inside, both the top floor and basement level are bustling with people. The space is crowded, but lively and playful. It's easy to join a conversation simply by meandering nearby and nodding ones head a bit. There's a piano in the above level, enchanted to place some background tunes and sometimes being actively played by Everett. Any other party goer is also welcome to take up the seat and play some tunes.
The cellar has kegs of alcoholic cinnamon spiced cider on free tap, an open bar of various liquors, and various... rolled cigarette boxes with different labels. Definitely pay attention which read "tobacco", "cannabis", and "opium" because those will give a very different evening based on choice. Everett is nothing, if not, a very generous host.
I. The Hall
The most active space would be the main gambling hall in the cellar. Everett has three main attractions here. In one corner, simply enough, is a pool table where people can play and watch while leaned up against the wall. Just be mindful when walking by, messing up someone's shot is easy enough if they're not minding their draw back reach.
Opposite that is a large gambling table with many seat. On one side there is a bowl and dice, while the other has cards for various games. Strip poker was, surprising, not Everett's idea. It simply started up and he didn't stop it.
Last and most odd is Everett's large vault beside the bar. Beside it is a set of lockpicks, set out as a challenge. His father, Vaughan, was the finest Springtide Vaultmaker and Everett has a passion for the subject of both creating and cracking difficult locks. This one must be broken the technical way, he's had antimagical runes to counter too easily meddling. Still, it's not impossible to get into and he's supposedly emptied it of anything personal, offering a small cune fortune to any who could break it.
There will be plenty of time and no limit on attempts, the party will be going for the majority of the night.
[OOC: Hi all! This is an OPEN MINGLE for adult characters! Presume all CR with Everett was invited directly and anybody without CR with him could have heard about it through the grapevine. Characters are welcome to use the above prompts or create their own in the setting.
Since these activities are all taking place in both a relatively small area and also at the time, please consider all your threads open to threadjacking and/or being witnessed or overheard by any other characters in attendance! Tag around, jump in and out of each other's conversations, have fun and don't worry about tag orders. Everett will not have his own TL, but I will definitely get him around to as many people as I can.
For characters below the age of 18, sorry, not getting into this party... but feel free to putter around outside, attempt to sneak in, or get turned down at the door!]
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Hello, Mettaton. It depends on what I ingest... if it's of a magical nature, it seems to work. Ordinary alcohol and drugs are a waste of time, though. I've been intoxicated before as a result of my Bonded taking drugs, and I didn't like it much.
[The only time he felt good about being drunk was when he got giggly in that field of berries.]
What about you?
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[That's why they'd be vulnerable to the Cwyld, after all. Magical intoxication would be no different from that, and he nods. Mettaton closes more distance between himself and Connor, settling more closely at his front-side, near enough to his shoulder to lean upon if he wanted. Personal space is nothing to Hotland's star.]
Without lungs or a brain, there's no way for either to work on me. But I never thought to try it through my Bonded... How interesting. I've never once experienced such influence.
[But at the knowledge that Connor's Bonded (Hank, as he recalls) has, he tips his head.]
What's it like?
whoops i missed this reply, sorry!
It's unpleasant in many ways. I personally don't see the appeal. Especially when it comes to drinking too much... I have to lay down to stop the world from spinning. And I feel oddly numb.
[He doesn't know that Mettaton is assuming it was Hank who took the drugs, or else he'd correct him quite quickly. Hank doesn't even drink much anymore, though that's mostly through Connor's nagging.]
I understand that some people may need that escape from reality, but I'd rather try to solve my problems more rationally.
np!
Spinning... Maybe it's the same sensation one gets when they're breathless? [Mettaton's eyes fix on the ceiling in his naive assumptions... He shakes his head of the contemplation, regardless.] It doesn't sound so bad... But I'm a fan of dizzying experiences, myself. Ha-ha.
[He flashes a smile Connor's way.]
You seem the sort to want to reason your problems out, beautiful. I'm not shocked. And that's good! But maybe there's a little fun to be had in an indulgence, rather than escape. I have no problems, but I'd like to try it! Is that so bad? Maybe I'll get my Bonded to drink copiously for my sake...
[connor gives mettaton so many ideas, all the time.]
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That may not have long term effects on you, but it almost certainly won't do your Bonded any good. Aren't there other ways you can indulge without compromising your body?
[Or someone else's.]
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[He flutters his lashes. The concern is clearly for Mettaton, not for Mettaton's very organic Bonded who would be made to endure the consuming of alcohol.]
Knowing him, I'm positive he knows his limits. "Too much" is a threshold we'll avoid, whatever that is. Numbness, by your testimony.
[or not. "too much" just doesn't occur to this bonded duo, ever.]
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As long as you're careful, I suppose... it isn't as though I can stop you.
[He purses his lips though, clearly wanting to say more.]
Maybe have someone with you both who doesn't drink? Just to keep an eye on you.
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[Taking Emet-Selch out to drink... to get smashed, no less. No, it would be something they did at home.
Mettaton is not worried about any of this. However, it does prompt some curiosity in him, given Connor's general disapproval.]
Did something happen to you, darling? I'm detecting some upset... I have to know.
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I've just... seen how alcohol can destroy someone, that's all.
[Now, truthfully, Hank was being destroyed by more than just booze. But it isn't Connor's place to go into that.]
It seemed very unpleasant, all around. There was vomiting and blacking out.
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[Mettaton's not so callous anymore that he'd dismiss Connor's feelings outright, even when he's still dead set on giving this a try.]
Well. Rest assured, Connor. My Bonded and I are responsible. We're VERY in touch with how the other is faring! It wouldn't be more than the occasional, if rare, event between us.
[Mettaton taps his chin thoughtfully at that. Yes, they are so responsible that one time Mettaton almost killed him by "trying" his blood, but he doesn't include that. He'll take Connor's warning to heart, since there's a warning at all, at least. It could prevent him from egging him on into disaster?]