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dualislogs2019-11-16 05:12 pm
headandhand) wrote in dualislogs2019-11-16 05:12 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- destiny: drifter,
- detroit: become human: hank anderson,
- doom patrol: crazy jane,
- ff10: tidus,
- ff10: yuna,
- ff7: sephiroth,
- ff7: vincent valentine,
- ff7: zack fair,
- ff8: nida nomura,
- ff8: rinoa heartilly,
- ff8: seifer almasy,
- ff8: squall leonhart,
- kingdom hearts: naminé,
- marvel comics: david alleyne,
- marvel comics: michael morbius,
- mcu: loki odinson,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- oc: nick rivenna,
- rvb: south dakota,
- the gifted: lorna dane,
- warhammer 40k: mira nero,
- xmcu: charles xavier,
- xmcu: domino,
- xmcu: erik lehnsherr
oh, we dance in misery
WHO: Open to all Dualizens!
WHAT: the Plague Memorial Masked Ball
WHERE: the Mayor's Mansion (central Dualis)
WHEN: the evening of November 16
WARNINGS: Visuals/discussion of disease and death in the setting. Anything else, please use appropriate warnings!
At 8 p.m. sharp, the lights inside and around the Mayor's Mansion turn up, and the doors are opened to the crowds that begin to trickle inside. All entrances are manned by Iterations, and all party-goers are scanned for both proper attire (formal and masked, mandatory) and weapons (absolutely forbidden) before being allowed entry.
Once inside, attendees are greeted to a spectacle of warmth and light and lavish decorations, all themed in white accented with gold and violet. Venture into the ballroom, and you'll see intricately carved ice sculptures in various representations of death, all laden with garlands of marigolds and violet chrysanthemums. At one end of the room, a rotating cast of musicians plays soft music in differing arrangements of strings and piano. Long tables at the other end of the ballroom are piled high with punch fountains and platters of delicious party foods, and a few bar stations serve beverages of the more adult variety to those of age.
Outside the main ballroom are seven smaller rooms, for more intimate conversations and quiet recovery from the main gala (or just skulking like a brooding weirdo, if that's your thing). Six of the rooms are decorated in monochrome blue, purple, green, orange, white, or violet, and the seventh room is pitch black with red accents.
Throughout the night, the mayor herself winds in and out of the crowds, shadowed by a pair of bodyguards. She is all smiles, greeting people with a friendly handshake and effusive words of thanks for attending the ball, but she never stays in one place long enough for a true conversation. This is a celebration of life and a remembrance of the dead, after all - not the time or place for talks of business or politics.
Enjoy yourselves tonight, everyone! And remember - death eventually comes for everyone.
WHAT: the Plague Memorial Masked Ball
WHERE: the Mayor's Mansion (central Dualis)
WHEN: the evening of November 16
WARNINGS: Visuals/discussion of disease and death in the setting. Anything else, please use appropriate warnings!
At 8 p.m. sharp, the lights inside and around the Mayor's Mansion turn up, and the doors are opened to the crowds that begin to trickle inside. All entrances are manned by Iterations, and all party-goers are scanned for both proper attire (formal and masked, mandatory) and weapons (absolutely forbidden) before being allowed entry.
Once inside, attendees are greeted to a spectacle of warmth and light and lavish decorations, all themed in white accented with gold and violet. Venture into the ballroom, and you'll see intricately carved ice sculptures in various representations of death, all laden with garlands of marigolds and violet chrysanthemums. At one end of the room, a rotating cast of musicians plays soft music in differing arrangements of strings and piano. Long tables at the other end of the ballroom are piled high with punch fountains and platters of delicious party foods, and a few bar stations serve beverages of the more adult variety to those of age.
Outside the main ballroom are seven smaller rooms, for more intimate conversations and quiet recovery from the main gala (or just skulking like a brooding weirdo, if that's your thing). Six of the rooms are decorated in monochrome blue, purple, green, orange, white, or violet, and the seventh room is pitch black with red accents.
Throughout the night, the mayor herself winds in and out of the crowds, shadowed by a pair of bodyguards. She is all smiles, greeting people with a friendly handshake and effusive words of thanks for attending the ball, but she never stays in one place long enough for a true conversation. This is a celebration of life and a remembrance of the dead, after all - not the time or place for talks of business or politics.
Enjoy yourselves tonight, everyone! And remember - death eventually comes for everyone.
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Well, then! I will certainly look to you if I need help. Especially if it involves sports.
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Hey, you're not into sports, are you? I've been checking out what's popular here, and one of the bigger games involves a wheelchair too! Murderball?
[ Sound familiar? ]
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[ which is sad. charles used to be an excellent marathon runner. ]
Murderball?
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Yeah! Bad name, I know, but I looked up a video and it looks pretty fun. You have to get the ball to the opposite team's side, but you're getting knocked around at the same time.
[ FUN. ]
I remember it got described as 'wheelchair rugby'... but I don't remember which sport that is.
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That does sound like fun. Not very helpful, in this particular chair. Since it hovers, but certainly a keen idea.
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[ Grin! ]
Not that I was thinking you should go join in. Unless you wanted to, then you don't want that getting scuffed. [ The hover-chair, he means. But after a moment, Tidus realises he might be taking up a fair bit of this man's time... ]
But uh, you probably didn't come to a party to listen to someone ramble about sports. [ 'Probably'. Aha. ] Are you meeting anyone tonight?
[ He's meant to be meeting his girlfriend under the guise of anonymity, neither knowing how the other will look -- so Charles not showing up to the ball with his plus one isn't an odd thought to Tidus. ]
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[ it reminds him a little of his students, though that still hurts a little. ]
And yes, I have company. My partner, Erik.
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But ohh, a partner? ]
Oh yeah? Did you meet them here? [ In this city? ]
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Oh, no. We're old friends and we came here, albeit at different times.
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[ But then, he's already thinking of a few examples that might not match. Didn't David say he had a friend here? Were they from his world? Someone vanished... ]
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I don't know if it is. He's the only one I know here personally.
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But then there's two years between my friend and me... [ And he stopped existing, so did it really make sense? ]
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[ says the man who met his future self. ]
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Sometimes, you can't change what's already happened.
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Tell people what they didn't know at the time, give them the thing they didn't have... you just need to know where you need to go or who to talk to, and there! Future changed!
[ wow he really likes this idea?? ]
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It may sound like it, but people are unpredictable. They may not trust you or they may question it. Even the people you trust might find your future to be confusing.
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Well... You'd want to make a good plan of what to do. And it doesn't have to be just one person going into the past. You can have back-up.
But what if it's something where there's a big problem and everyone kept doing the same thing about it? But if they just did this other thing, it'd make things better quicker for everyone. If you did it once, you can do it again.
[ Even without picking up thoughts, it's fairly easy to tell he's thinking of a certain situation. Sin, don't use the Final Aeon, stop Yu Yevon. More lives saved.
It's certainly a nice thought to Tidus, regardless of whether he can appreciate how difficult it would be. Or see the difficulty as a true problem. ]
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Time travel isn't usually so convenient, unfortunately?
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I'd wanna play one more game of blitzball. How about that? Time travel's got to let me have that.
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[ affable to a point. ]
I'm sure the future won't take away a beloved sport. Those have stood the test of time easily enough.
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Yeah, but I can't play it here. Not unless I train two teams and put together my own stadium!