Winter Wednesday Wonderball

[vitaelamorte]

Who: E V E R Y O N E
Where: The Ballroom, Real Side
When: December 20th
Rating: PG
Summary: The invitation sent for you. Now the festivities begin! Come and join, Mirrors and Reals, and have a wonderful winter time!
The Story:

At last the invitations spell TODAY, and come 7 o'clock sharp the ballroom doors open to a beautiful winter landscape in icy blues and whites. Snow and ice of both the artificial and real variety decorate the ballroom, and white fog floods the dancefloor like an icy winter mist, making the atmosphere complete. Nevertheless the temperature is still pleasantly cool, allowing all to enjoy themselves without hiding their gowns under thick cloaks.

Decorations both standing and hanging are cool, elegant and... made with heart, though various symbols of the cool season, such as snowflakes and luscious winter conifers, have their place in the mix just the same. Chairs and tables of ice line the ballroom for anyone who wishes to rest their tired feet or enjoy the rich buffet of food and drink. It goes without saying that everyone's favourite cookies are still available, looking as delicious as ever. Still, there are alternatives, should anyone prefer to abstain for some odd reason.

For your entertainment piano music of various kinds fills the room at all times. The ball will continue well into the night, with food and drink replenishing as needed, and music playing as long as people will dance to it. Come dawn of the next day the ballroom will go quiet, all delicious goods will disappear, and furniture and decorations both will begin to melt, signalling even the most dedicated party guests that it's time to leave.

So go forth, dance, eat and drink, and be merry, and... perhaps spare just one moment to think of the ones less fortunate than yourself.

Comments

What are you doing under the table you silly goober?

[shslliar]

[Whelp. So much for sitting.]

[Kokichi lifts the chair Chara were trying to vandalize and sets it down on its side.]

Ya know, I've actually tried that trick on the gingerbread chairs, and it's a lot easier when the chair's sideways.

awaiting the sweet embrace of nothingness nmu

[fulllifeconsequences]

[They instinctively recoil when the chair moves, ready to repurpose their carving instrument into a self-defence instrument, but they're... uh... not in trouble? This person's at the ideal height to just straight-up kick them. Just because they haven't yet doesn't mean they're not going to, but...]

If I tip it over, someone will notice that I am breaking things. Then I'll just end up getting punished. Duh.

[shslliar]

[Hey, don't kick the guy who's trying to help.]

Oh yeah... This prank is a lot easier when there isn't a room full of people in it...

[He ponders for a moment.]

I think I have a better idea, though.

[fulllifeconsequences]

Oh?

["Arbitrarily start destroying furniture," admittedly, is a pretty bad idea. It's not gonna be hard to top that one. Even so, they regard the guy who's trying to help with an air of vague skepticism, as if their original plan is An Absolutely Flawless Masterstroke and they've never needed help, ever, once, in their entire life. Because they totally definitely haven't.

Are you buying it? Please buy it. Acting edgy is all they have.]

And I suppose that you are going to share it with me.

[shslliar]

[Don't worry we can always pretend.]

Yeah, perhaps I will... For a price.

[Gonna have to barter for it.]