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

[alayne]

I sew.

[ it's a silly thing to say, mabel knows sansa sews beautifully as sansa had sewn for her before. it comes out shy and a little awkward and sansa scolds herself for lacking a more sophisticated tone. ]

I've seen the Once-ler's work. it seems somewhat similar. Mayhaps, if you will teach me, we could have our own knitting circle.

[ she doesn't actually know why she's so awkward about suggesting it. the lack of female friends her age is showing ]

[powerofmabel]

[Mabel brightens, not even a little bit daunted by Sansa's awkwardness, nor seeming to notice it at all. she's just excited to have sansa take an interest.] It's not hard! If you can sew, you can pick up knitting pretty easy. The needles are just bigger.

[and it's a lot more complicated than that, but still.] Plus the closets'll give you all the yarn you'll ever want. [she leans forward, whispering conspiratorially.] So. Much. Argyle.

[alayne]

Have you been collecting it? you best do so. At times, the closets become more mischievous and less controlled and they give out nonsense instead of what was asked for them. We ought to have a certain amount of fabric and yarn saved, just in case.

[ her tons is so serious. ]

[powerofmabel]

Girlfriend, I am so on it. The day the castles have a stuffed animal and yarn shortage, I'll be, like, the cuddliest kingpin in Wonderland.

[alayne]

A - stuffed animal? what is that?

[ sansa do you know what you're getting yourself into ]

some men hunt animals but I've yet to hear of them stuffing them. What do they use for such an act?

[ and honestly, she can't wrap her head around mabel approving of such endeavors, how odd. ]

[powerofmabel]

No, no, not that kind of stuffed animal. [though people do that and she doesn't approve of it.] They're just soft and cuddly toys that look like animals. They don't have those where you're from?

[no wonder Sansa's life is terrible. she's never even had a stuffed animal to cuddle. :( get this girl a teddy bear.]

[alayne]

[ she shakes her head, frowning in thought before responding ]

There are dolls, to be certain but they look the same as girls, I do not reckon I had a doll which was soft, certainly not one shaped like an animal.

[ tell dipper, mabel. do the thing ]

[powerofmabel]

Your world is a dark and horrible place, Sansa. [Mabel clutches her chest in honest horror. this wounds her deeply.] We have to rescue you from it.

[alayne]

Some have tried.

[ her poor ser dontos and for a time, margaery tyrell and then there was littlefinger who made her into alayne stone. have they not all tried? would that sansa could be certain that their efforts were not in vain ]

I supposed Wonderland had, hadn't it?

[powerofmabel]

For a little while, but it could still send you back. [a thought that makes Mabel sad in a way she has to stomp down on. she's lost amethyst, the once-ler, hazel, and others, and she doesn't want to lose Sansa too.] But if you could come back to Gravity Falls with us....

[alayne]

To - your home?

[ she doesn't dare to hope. she has hoped for winterfell and for highgarden and none of her hopes has come to pass. but the thought is sweet. the queen and her men shall lose track of her forever and the name sansa stark would matter very little where mabel comes from. ]

I understand so little about it.

[powerofmabel]

[Mabel scuffs the toe of her equally colorful little shoes on the floor, folding her arms behind her back.] Well, I could teach you. Kinda lived there my whole life, so I guess that makes me an expert.

[there's no hint of sarcasm or irony in the words- she's genuine. whatever Sansa needs to know about being a teenage girl in the western United States, she is probably overqualified to teach.]