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

[assembles]

[ Steve watches as Philip's mouth works to make noise, as his tongue shifts to produce sounds that simply won't come out. It's a strange sight, something that makes Steve's skin crawl. Not because he's repulsed by Philip, but because it bothers him to know that the mansion can so easily strip them of something as basic as their ability to talk.

If he died five times, what would it take from him? Good thing that he hasn't pushed his luck too much in this place.

When Philip gets the words out telepathically, Steve stares him down for a few seconds, uncomfortable with the suggestion. ]

I'm hoping it wouldn't come to that. [ If anything, Steve would prefer to restrain Philip until the event ended. ] But I'll keep it in mind. [ Steve knows that sometimes there isn't an easy way out, and letting Philip harm other people because he isn't in his right mind isn't the right thing either. ]

[radiopalkiller]

Can't say I'm not hoping the same, but with him-- [ No. Wait. Him is a story. And Philip doesn't feel that cooperative right now. ] with that kinda thing it doesn't hurt to be clear about everything that might be necessary.

[ Well. Strictly speaking it probably will hurt, him, quite a bit; at least it did the last two times something like that "became necessary", but... he's got his devil in Clarence. He doesn't need another in the details.

Philip picks up his drink again, though he holds off on the toast. ]

So. Anything more cheerful left to talk about, or should we call it a day?

[ Because he wasn't thinking about small talk when Steve caught his eye, and Philip doubts that the Captain came over for something friendly and casual either. ]

[assembles]

[ Him? Who would "him" be? As much as Steve would like to ask, he's already pushed the envelope with this conversation and Philip has been open and patient with him. It doesn't seem fair to keep on it now that he's reached a place where he wants to be evasive.

The message itself is clear: Wonderland has the ability to make Philip dangerous, and if that happens, Steve has his express permission to do something about it. How he ultimately handles that will be left in his hands, if that moment ever comes.

It wouldn't feel right to shift to lighthearted small talk after all this, and so Steve smiles tightly and draws back a step. ] I promise we'll have a more cheerful talk next time, how about that?

[ And hopefully by then Philip's grim friend will have left him too. ]

[radiopalkiller]

[ What, don't they teach heroes about not making promises you can't keep? Or is that part of the motivational gig? Guess it'd have to be, with Captain A Whole Nation Stapled To The Name. Philip for one's got all the liquid cheer he needs coming out of a fountain, but- all right, let's not say that.

Positive, positive, he can do positive. One second. Smile. Weakly, maybe, but it's the principle of things. And: ]

All right, I'll hold you to that. Enjoy the rest of the party, anyway.