IO, SATURNALIA! | OPEN

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE
Where: THE BALLROOM
When: THREE WHOLE DAYS - 12/17-12/19
Rating: PG-13 (or higher depending how rowdy you guys get)
Summary: IO, SATURNALIA! The party has arrived and it is here to stay for 72 hours straight of good food, gambling, dancing, drinking, singing, and so on and so forth!
The Story:

A few days into Ewaymas, on December 15th, everyone will wake up to a scroll outside their door. This scroll is an invitation to a Saturnalia celebration in two days, and everyone is welcome! If asked for clothing for the party, the closets will provide synthesis – brightly colored Roman robes – for the occasion, but the dress code is mostly just colorful and fun, if you choose to abide by it.

Starting on the 17th there will be a lavish feast in the ballroom, and food and drink are never in short supply. Drunkenness is encouraged, but there will be non-alcoholic beverages as well. There will be tables set up for gambling and dice games, music from a wide variety of worlds (specifically to encourage loud singing along and dancing all night - some are holiday remixes but others aren't), and areas for dancing and playing other games. The decorations are all in a rainbow of bright colors like the synthesis, with suns hanging up and candles floating in the air. Laurels and pileus will be available at the party for everyone to wear on their heads.

It's the kind of party that will get increasingly louder and rowdier...and it literally won't end for three whole days. Those prone to gluttony, greed, or even just escapism will find themselves not wanting to leave the party at all. There's always something to do and you can always just pass out of the floor when you're tired, right? Right! No one knows how to party like the Romans did. At the end of the day on the 19th though, all of the decorations and food will vanish and the party will abruptly come to an end.

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Comments

[nascensibility]

[Dipper shouldn't be drinking until he's at least eighteen, but Evelyn doesn't see how a wee dram of wine at very particular social events is all that bad for children over the age of ten. They learn responsible alcohol consumption that way.]

...Mr Evie?

[She looks at him for a moment too long, confused (and slightly tipsy), before she realises.]

You mean my husband. You've met?

[krmvgivv]

Briefly. He was pretty confused. I tried to explain phones and Wonderland and time travel to him, but I don't think he got it.

[Dipper might be exposition guy a lot of the time, but he was not great at bridging that knowledge gap that time travel left.]

[nascensibility]

[It isn't that Rick is wholly suspicious of newfangled technology, but there's a certain level of discomfort in being thrown into something you don't fully understand. Evelyn didn't have the luxury of someone holding her hand through the learning process, but she's more than happy to tutor Rick on the easy method of communication (although she still prefers face-to-face).]

It isn't so simple for people from before the mid-twentieth century, [she informs him delicately, having learned from firsthand experience.] Radio - or as we used to call it, telegraphy - is a more familiar concept, as are telegrams and telephones, but the latter is often large and attached to a wall, perhaps in a small room of its own.

[Her grandmother flatly refused to buy the estate manor a radio until Jonathan fished out the cash himself, and public broadcasting suddenly became a palatable in-home experience for everyone.]

The only moving pictures we have are films.

[krmvgivv]

I know that! [But knowing something intellectually and really grasping it are different. Dipper knows that old timey people like Evie and Rick would not have the same experiences that he has. But technology is so intuitive to him that it's hard to wrap his mind around certain things not being obvious.]

I just figured everything would make a lot more sense coming from you.

[nascensibility]

[That's Ye Olde Tymey to you, pal.]

...well. He still loathes the communicators.

[Not that she blames him much. Wonderland does very little to accommodate for people from any time before the late twentieth century, and it likely won't be changing any time soon.]

But he is adjusting, I think, as best he can.

[krmvgivv]

[Dipper frowns, tilting his head up at her. Despite his automatic snark, he does kind of feel for the guy. It can't be easy coming from the past.]

Do you think it would help or hurt to show him the games you can play on them? It's a risk. Once you start playing Vampires vs Vegetables it's hard to stop.

[nascensibility]

[Evelyn frowns for a long moment, not entirely comprehending, before deciding that asking what Vampires versus Vegetables is might be a question she'd prefer answerless. Sniffing, she sets aside her drink and leans over to him from her chair.]

...imagine, just for a moment, that you've never before seen a television. That you've never had one, and the only people you see on screens are in the cinema. All pre-recorded.

[A beat.]

How startling would it be if someone started talking through one of those screens at you, do you think?

[krmvgivv]

Before or after I'd been whipped off to some alternate universe? I mean, I'm not saying it wouldn't be weird, but it's definitely not the weirdest thing about the situation.

[Dipper needs to check his future privilege.]

[nascensibility]

[Evelyn raises an eyebrow, suddenly tempted to shove H.G. Wells into his hands and call it a day.]

It isn't all that easy, Dipper. Science-fiction in my time is not as expansive a genre as it is in yours.

[krmvgivv]

[Anything written before 1980 sort blends together in Dipper's mind, at least timeline-wise. When did Spacegate Trek Wars come out?? A million years ago, basically.]

But... you have phones, right? Or at least... those morse code thingies. Telegraphs! [Which he only knows about because codes.] I mean, it can't be that farfetched.