Food and Fun - OPEN Gathering!

[livemoore]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Outside on the grounds, near the gardens
When: Saturday, August 11th
Rating: G! If you take it to an extreme sexy or extreme sad place, please warn in the subject line!
Summary: Liv and Papyrus host Wonderland's Inagural Inter-planetary Fod Festival!
The Story:



The stage has been set for everyone to have food from all over time and space, and Liv is possibly a little more excited about this than she should be. Her message with Papyrus didn't seem to drum up a ton of interest when they made their announcement, but she's hoping like hell this actually goes somewhere.

There's a table with Sharpie pens and little cards to write the name of the dish, main ingredients, and where it came from (plus the bringer's dish if they want) and three huge coolers filled with ice and various drinks like bottled water, juice boxes, soda, and beer for the adults (that one's labeled on top). Cutlury, napkins, and cups are taken care of! There's also music playing, the equivalent to what might as well be a random Pandora station not set on one specific genre of music. It easily goes from an Adele song to the Spice Girls and back around to something by Adam Lavine.

All that's really left, is for Liv to sit back and enjoy the day.

[ OOC: This is, obviously, a gathering post! Please top level, tag around, and have fun! ]

Comments

[ladydemocracy]

[ Leslie takes a deep breath and lets it out, mentally checking off everything she wants to say before diving in. ]

Winston Churchill once said that 'Democracy is the worst form of government, except all those other forms that have been tried.' Basically, 'people are unpredictable and democracy is insane.' And the same group of dudes have been in charge of making decisions for way too long.

You, and other women like you, are going to run this country (I mean, America, not Wonderland) and this world very soon, and you don't need to listen to the 75-year-old, doughy-faced, gray-haired nightmare men when they try to tell you where to stand or how to behave or what you can and cannot do with your own body, or what you should or should not think with your own mind. You will not be cowed or discouraged by men's stream of retrogressive babble. You won’t have time to be cowed, because you will be too busy working and learning and communing with other girls and women like you. And when the time comes, you will effortlessly flick away men's miserable, petty, misogynistic worldviews like flies on your picnic potato salad.

You are the future. Your strength is a million times any old persons who wants things to go back to 'the way they were in the good old days' which is backward toward blatant racism and sexism and any other negative -ism. Your power is a billion times that of a man. Don't let anyone tell you what you should do, how you should act or what you should care about. Believe in yourself and what's in your heart, and I know you can do anything.

Also, waffles are great and you don't really need to eat as many vegetables as mom tells you to, the end.

[powerofmabel]

[Mabel listens to all of that with wide eyes. It's not that she didn't already believe she could and would slam her Mary Jane-clad feet down on the patriarchy and not let anything stop her, but hearing it from an honest-to-god adult who are generally more broken by the world and more realistic about how things work is amazing. It opens doors she'd thought were closed and better off forgotten about as she struggled with the concept of growing up and balanced the concept of it being relative and, in some ways, optional.

Her smile has widened so much as to give the Cheshire Cat pause and she lays her waffle plate on the table.] Oh man, I'm going in for the ultimate in sisterhood hugs. Get ready. I can't stop this hug train. All aboard! [And she flings her arms around Leslie's waist.]

[ladydemocracy]

Ovaries before brovaries!

[ Yes, bring that hug in sister! Leslie hugs her back and basically thinks Mabel is the most incredible teenager in the entire world. ]

You are definitely the exact kind of daughter I hope I have one day.

[powerofmabel]

Name her Mabel and keep the legacy alive, sister. [Mabel's voice is comically reverent.] Maybe you'll remember that when you go home.

[ladydemocracy]

I really, really hope so.

[ Leslie smiles and pulls back. ]

I super hope our worlds co-exist because I can't wait to see how awesome you are.

[powerofmabel]

They could! Ahh! Oh my gosh. [So much excitement in such a tiny body.] Where are you from? Is there a place called Gravity Falls where you're from? I'm actually from Piedmont, but Gravity Falls is kind of a big deal.

[No it's not. She's just invested now.]

[ladydemocracy]

Oh, which Piedmont? There's a Piedmont in Alabama, Arkansas, California, Kansas, Missouri, Ohio, Oklahoma, Oregon, South Carolina, South Dakota, Washington, West Virginia, and Wyoming. Also, there's one in Canada. Two, in Canada, actually.

Why does Leslie know this? It's a mystery. She just feels like it's her duty what's going on in the good US of A. And also parts of Canada, apparently. ]

I'm from Pawnee, Indiana. I've never heard of Gravity Falls, but just because I know a lot of Piedmonts, doesn't mean I know every town.

[ It's a work in progress. ]

[powerofmabel]

California! And that's okay, I've never been to Indiana, period. We're kind of west coast family... Though I guess all of Dad's family is from New Jersey, but pfft. He wanted to get waaaay out of there.

[New Jersey is terrible.] Seriously, though, if you're ever in Oregon and you ever get out of Wonderland, check it out. And stop by the Mystery Shack!

[There's your plug, Stan.]

[ladydemocracy]

You know I will!

[ High five, Mabel! ]

If you ever come to Pawnee Indiana for any reason, I'll make you an honorary deputy and we can pass some ordinances.