SLEEPOVER!

[murchada]

On Monday, people will be receiving a note. Either delivered in person by Cerejeira, slid under their door, or... brought via Winion Mail (thanks buddies), everyone gets the same one.

( text version )

Slumber Party Invitation

Tonight, at the Bar

Snacks and Drinks Provided

Let's all just chill and have fun, okay?

🌸

True to the invitation, the new and improved Quark's Bar on the third floor has been transformed into a sleepover space. Of course, the long couches and throw pillows already made it a good space for lounging anyway, there are more pillows and some clearly DIY blankets. Near every spot of open floor has something soft and comfy placed down.

Some drinks and snacks are already set out, naturally, plus the replicator is right there. Quark has been helping out with the catering, of course.

...There's a little more decoration than before, too. Some of the flowers from that hallway have been moved and put in the main bar area, but there's some simple paper flowers and paper star decorations around, too, just to liven the place up a little.

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FOOD/DRINKS (cw bugs are mentioned)

[murchada]

[there's punch, juice, tea, hot cocoa... and, of course, plenty of wine. for food, there's snacks aplenty. chips, chocolate, candy, bugs--

...what? listen. we're catering to a lot of cultures today. it's fine.

there's also more substantial food available, be it from the replicator or otherwise. especially a lot of curry, actually, damn?]

cw nothing happens in this comment but You All Know what's being alluded to

[fillets]

[ As per usual, the shoeless little waif isn't eating anything! The only difference is that more of the crowd, presumably, knows why.

And in context of that she's watching the replicator a bit too hard for comfort, maybe? Don't worry about it. ]

cw nothing happens in this comment but The Allusions are coming

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark would be hard-pressed not to notice her attention]

See something you like?

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark is just...poking some of that curry with a spoon. He's still Unsure about it??? But it seems ok.

Anyway, if you need anything, he's the caterer this evening so feel free to flag him down]

[brokenhabit]

[ Lebkuchen's brought some treats like usual but this time it's different from her usual line up. For starters there's some pain au chocolat - or at least an attempt at it. She remembers the discussion from the second trial and tried to use a book from the library and her own knowledge to give it a shot. More up her usual alley though is the pretzels, which are here for those who don't want a sweet.

There is also a certain kind of sheet cake. She just felt like making something different, it's fine! ]

[markofnobility]

Oh... look at all these treats!

GAMES

[murchada]

[there's pillows if you lust for battle, of course. for other games, well, we haven't exactly found any board games yet. there's always tongo and dabo, as per usual.

but, let's be honest here. we know you little shits are just here for hot or not.]

PILLOW FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT

[catsgothistongue]

[Speak for yourselves. If there's anyone here who lusts for battle and is here for some friendly competition, it's the martial artist. Ranma arms himself with two pillows and--]

Think fast!

[Swings one of his feather-stuffed weapon at the first person that enter his peripheral. Depending on who you are, you're either getting a pillow yeeted at your face like a dodgeball or getting mollywhopped in the back of the head by a pillow like its a chain mace. Hits hard either way, but skillfully fettered (or should we say feathered eh eh?) that it doesn't hurt and the most egregious damage it may do is knock you off your feet on some more pillows laying on the bar floor.

This is where Martial Arts Pillowfighting gets its origins.]

[sweetsynergy]

[Oh, down she go. Into the pillows, thankfully, but goodbye dignity.]

[She lays face down in her shame for a moment.]

I see you've chosen war.

[threeapplestall]

Eh-

[LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE, RANMA. YOU'VE BEANED LITTLE BEEPO IN THE FACE WITH A PILLOW, YOU MONSTER. Mutsumi is practically bowled over from the impact, and just. Lays down, staring up at the ceiling with a dazed expression.]

Sorry... I've never had a pillow fight before...

[raisethemoon]

[ Luna, naturally, just lowers her head so that the pillow may be speared on her horn. ]

Ha HA! Thou art disarmed!

Oh No

[markofnobility]

Hmm... usually at such things we would play a rousing game of card or perhaps castles... but we are sorely lacking in options here. Perhaps a word game of some sort?

[His is a bit lacking in Normal Teen/Collage Age Activities...]

[necromants]

[With absolutely zero hesitation:] Hot or Not.

HOT OR NOT

[necromants]

Now that I've explained the rules, [and tormented ferdie] let's begin! I believe Ferdinand would like to compare everyone's numerical scores to see if he "wins".

[The goal is not to have the most points... I mean unless you want to take it that way. Respond with your character if you are okay having them be rated, do not rate anyone who doesn't have a comment here, etc! Characters do not have to willingly sign up, lmao.]

ZVEI

[necromants]

[i mean of course he's down for being rated, he deserves the bad scores for this crime against humanity.]

Ferdinand

[markofnobility]

[he's vibrating with competitive fire]

AOI

[yourheroine]

How do we gauge the numbers? By target audience?

[Aoi is taking the game somewhat seriously. Must be that gamer brain acting up.]

PUT THE SLUMBER IN SLUMBER PARTY (aka hanging out)

[murchada]

[either you're just hanging out or sleeping. whichever it is, let's all just take a breath and relax, shall we?

though, mom athena's not home so we can be as loud as we want.]

[markofnobility]

[While Ferdinand does not actually overnight in the sleepover-

(he has to get up too early to handle the animals, he says. And those that know about his insomnia might guess that is at least as much of a reason)

-he DOES hang out long into the night before heading to his room. He's dressed down even more then he did for dabo, though there's no sausy lack of buttons. But regardless he's left his jacket and gloves and boots behind for the night.

Occasionally you might find him grumpily fiddling with his ponytail. He usually only does it up to stay out of his way but he can't quite manage to keep it straight while lounging on these strange couches.]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Who likes music? Who wants some music? Omega’s got you fam, because it turns out that his creator installed speakers and a pretty extensive music playlist that he’s kept updated to the Eggnet (and never removed Omega’s access to for some reason). It’s all rock, heavy metal, pop, and pretty much anything you can think of that might be fitting for this kind of event, and Omega is content to sit there and let it blare out of him, so if you need music to set the mood for anything, he’s your guy.

Every now and then, a certain theme may come up, though.

As for Omega himself, he’s just going to stand and be a glorified stereo most of the night. He seems preoccupied, or at least as much as an un-emotive robot can. ]

[fillets]

[ Riful is here! She doesn't know what this entails in any way, but she's here nonetheless. After assembling a pile of pillows to perch atop, she laces her fingers together, thrusts her arms forward with her palms facing outward, does a big ol' stretch, and pronounces: ]

So! What do we do now?

[ :)

Anyway, she's down to chat with whoever, and she does in fact stay all night... but as to whether or not she gets any sleep, who can say?* She's certainly going to be seated on her pillow pile no matter when you wake up, either shielding her face with her hair or openly watching her fellow gods with bright-eyed interest. She might put her finger to her lips in a joking little shh gesture! Again, don't worry about it, it's fine. ]



*I can say, and I say she falls asleep for like thirty minutes around 4 AM, totally shrouded in her hair and still sitting perfectly upright.

[literarybehemoth]

[as a cat, it is his solemn duty to contort himself into the most baffling, uncomfortable-looking sleeping position while contently snoozing away.

...

He is going to attempt to participate in some games prior to this, anyway. Just don't sit on him.]

[raisethemoon]

[ Perhaps for obvious reasons, Luna is delighted by the udea of a sleepover! She doesn’t tend to wear clothing anyway, so there’s no sleepwear for her to change into, but in deference to the Vibes, she has tied her mane back into a ponytail. This...seems to work? The back part is still billowing in an intangible cosmic wind, but it’s enough like hair to be contained by a ribbon!

She's taking advantage of Quark's new menu, trying out several kinds of human food. Meat (and bugs) are generally a no-go, but she will nibble lightly at the bacon on top of her okonomiyaki...

As everyone goes to sleep, she sits and watches over the dreams in the room for a little while. She's not usually in the same room as the dreamers she visits; it’s sort of nice! ]

[brokenhabit]

[ Leb's here in a new outfit, chilling out. She's used to sleepovers with Elise, but one this big? It's a lot for her, so she's wallflowering a little bit.

...And also literally. There are flowers growing around her like usual, but this time they're staying alive long enough for her to pluck them and try to weave them together. Freya always made this look easy it can't be that hard right...? ]

[stringup]

[ Heaven knows if Velvet decided to stay the whole night, but once things settle a bit, and she's decided she is not going to participate in the rowdier games, she's taking a seat on one of the couches and rolling up the hem of her dress just until her knees.

If you didn't guess it before, it's very apparent now that her legs from the knee down are metal. Velvet press on some kind of mechanism, and there's the faint sound of air being released before she slides her legs out of the prosthetics, then starts to take off the liner on her limbs.

This is also probably the first time anyone has ever seen her with her hair down. Huh. ]