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zenderael_mmo2013-01-17 06:16 pm
arentweglad) wrote in zenderael_mmo2013-01-17 06:16 pm
[EVENT] - Valentine's Solstice
Who: Open!
When: Monday the 20th through Wednesday the 22nd (Bonfire on the 21st)
Where: Days' End League Hall
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: Violence (Val/Nova), vomit (a few threads??), fireworks, mention of death
[Valentine is hosting a Solstice party at Days' End! Some got invited, and if she ran into you anywhere for longer than two minutes she may have invited you. There is booze and games and dancing and floral wreaths and festival foods and everything. If Val saw you at the party you may well have gotten wreathed.]
[It's a pretty open-invite party though, so even if you weren't personally invited, wandering in off the street is perfectly acceptable. They've got a few random partiers showing up, both Earthers and Zenners, and there are several Earthers residing on the premisis also in attendance, as well as most of Days' End's members.]
[The bonfire gets lit early Tuesday and Valentine and Flambre keep it going through the day into the wee hours of the night (except for around one hour after sunset where she runs off to attend the druid ceremonies). The majority of the loud partying will likely happen on that day.]
When: Monday the 20th through Wednesday the 22nd (Bonfire on the 21st)
Where: Days' End League Hall
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: Violence (Val/Nova), vomit (a few threads??), fireworks, mention of death
[Valentine is hosting a Solstice party at Days' End! Some got invited, and if she ran into you anywhere for longer than two minutes she may have invited you. There is booze and games and dancing and floral wreaths and festival foods and everything. If Val saw you at the party you may well have gotten wreathed.]
[It's a pretty open-invite party though, so even if you weren't personally invited, wandering in off the street is perfectly acceptable. They've got a few random partiers showing up, both Earthers and Zenners, and there are several Earthers residing on the premisis also in attendance, as well as most of Days' End's members.]
[The bonfire gets lit early Tuesday and Valentine and Flambre keep it going through the day into the wee hours of the night (except for around one hour after sunset where she runs off to attend the druid ceremonies). The majority of the loud partying will likely happen on that day.]
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[tho she didn't say anything]
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[there's the laughing again]
[loudly]
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misses
crashes down next to her and looks kinda miserable for a minute
Then tries to recoup his losses by PULLING HER HAIR]
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[...not that]
[she lets out a loud hoot of laughter, which cuts off in a shrill scream when he pulls her hair]
[...]
[she slaps him across the face. or. in that general area.]
Tha's cheatin'!!! [HUFF!]
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Is it cheating? wtf is with these secret rules everywhere
THERE'S EVEN RULES TO ATTACKING STRANGERS and he doesn't KNOW them
zdi Nix!!]
[throwing another punch; this one might connect if she's not careful]
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[she was so not expecting him to try again so soon]
[she flinches back, but he hits her in the shoulder, and it actually hurts more than she expected.]
[rubbing her shoulder]
Tha' fuck!
[she throws a heal into it- man he is seriously killing her buzz here. course this means she's sobering up and he's less fun and... he ruined her booze. hmph.]
[she stands up, glaring down at him. flips her hair back, weaves her hands together. her hands glow a faint green, and a bunch of small wind spirits start to appear- like tiny little tornados whipping about above him- six of them, which descend upon him and start tugging at his hair, little sharp tugs before letting go and flitting around for another dive.]
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He's too drunk to even reason that this is druid shit
It's just like the FUCKING UNIVERSE TOOK HER SIDE INSTEAD OF HIS
fuck you tiny tornados
and fuck you laughing jerk girl
fuck all of you and everything and]
[he starts to look a bit off, his eyes going wide and intense and a glint in them that suggests madness, or something like it
and next thing you know he is pulling a knife and sweeping it toward her, his balance still impaired by drink]
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[wait is that a knife that's a fuckin' knife WHAT THE FUCK MAN]
Woah now, what tha' fuck!
[arms up, backing away- fortunately she's mostly sober at this point and with his drunkness she can avoid the blade, but... okay crazy eyes uh]
[quick glance around, and she's backing away from the party]
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but sloppy, yes
And he's pursuing her despite trips and stumbles, he just immediately gets back up and strikes again as soon as he's in range]
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roots and vines, her best friends in the wilderness! Her magic flows outward, feeling around for the familiar string-like patterns of life- ah-ha! a good-sized tree shall provide them. Which she moves towards, keeping an eye on him, her sense keeping her from tripping over anything.]
[The roots and vines are already moving as she nears, roots uprooting (lol), vines dangling down- she passes them by and they remain, laying in wait, ready to grab him as soon as he nears and tug him against the tree]
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but more join in from other directions, eventually pinning him in place securely
at which point there is nothing for him to do except thrash and struggle uselessly
...she might want to swipe the knife, though; chances are if he's persistent enough he'll eventually manage to wriggle it into position to saw the vines]
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[not wanting to risk getting hurt, she wills the vines to grab his wrist firmly before stepping up to carefully pry the thing from his fingers- even if it takes some doing with his current state of, well, craziness.]
[once she has it, she starts back towards the party, flipping the knife into the air and catching it. maybe she'll keep it as a trophy???]