EVENT MINGLE | Dreadhorses's Formal Ball

[thespaceopera]

Who: Anyone attending the Ball!
Broadcast: If you’d like.
Action: Orfwyn Dreadhorse’s personal asteroid
When: May 12th - 13th …. 14th if you really like to party.




Welcome to the biggest party of the season! Grab a date, dress up to the nines, and get ready to party the night away! In other words, it’s a mingle! Feel free to make a top level with any prompts or styles you prefer.


Arrival
There is one open point of access on this asteroid, through Mr. Dreadhorse’s personal docking station. Here, shuttles or ships can dock for the night. There are a couple of points of entry out of the dock and into the actual asteroid, all of them manned by guards who will ask for your invitation to the party, as well as make sure you’re appropriately dressed. Any weapons that can be spotted will be confiscated until you leave, or you will be asked to leave them on your ship. The security searches aren’t too invasive, so if a character has means to hide a weapon, they probably can do so successfully (unless you want them to fail, of course).

Anyone staying back on the ships or barred entry are free to explore the docking area, and they’ll find Mr. Dreadhorse was nice enough to stock the docking area with vending machines you’d find on a way-station and even a slushie machine (flavors come in red and blue).


Dance Hall
Once past the docking station, guests will be escorted through the entryway into the Dance Hall. The place itself is massive, with the place looking like a concert hall and a ballroom combined into one. There’s a stage at the front of the hall, where numerous live bands will play throughout the night. The genres of music vary widely so there’s something for everyone, but there’s one popular song that’ll get played by several bands throughout the night: a song about a band of heroes led by Furiosa, liberating an asteroid from pirates.

Mr. Dreadhorse himself will get on stage and introduce each band, with the same eccentric flair that a rockstar would. Interested passengers with musical talent might be even able to convince Mr. Dreadhorse to let them perform as substitutes for any bands that had to cancel last minute, though they’ll have to prove to him they actually know what they’re doing.

Concert enthusiasts can head to the seating in front of the stage to watch the performances up close. Or if you’re more in the dancing mood, there’s a huge dance floor further away. Don’t worry about not being to hear the music - this place was designed by best acoustics engineers in the system, featuring excellent surround sound and practically perfect coverage.


Food & Drink
What’s a party without refreshments? In a room off to the side of the Dance Hall, partygoers will find a couple of open bars, serving the finest drinks you can find in the system - both alcoholic and non-alcoholic. The drinks are free, but at each bar, there’s a rather obvious tip jar sitting on the counter. If your character keeps returning to the bar without giving any tips, expect the bartenders to get more passive aggressive.

In another side room, there is a massive buffet of food set up. High quality foods from this system as well as the past couple of systems can be found, all cooked to perfection and placed in a beautiful presentation. Catering staff are constantly bustling about to ensure that the food is fresh, the trays remain full, and everyone is satisfied with the selection.

Between these two side rooms is another, bigger room that connects them, full of tables and places to sit if you’re looking to have a meal or a place to chat. The music can still be heard in this room, but it isn’t so loud that you have to shout to have a conversation. Waitstaff are available to make sure your needs are met, but otherwise, they will remain silent and politely stay off to the side and out of the way. They are all excellent at their jobs, and perhaps you’ll even find that your glass has been refilled before you can even make the request!


Live Entertainment
Looking for something to do besides music? Then head outside of Dance Hall and you’ll find lots of other entertainment options (as well as another open bar and a smaller buffet). There are bioluminescent gardens to walk through, and even a petting zoo full of local animals. Out in the gardens, there’s an outdoor performance stage where theater troupes will be performing different plays all night (including the fleet’s own troupe, who’ll be performing the play “Captain Bree and her Lady Pirates”).

Furthest away from the Dance Hall, you’ll find that Mr. Dreadhorse even has his own personal racetrack, where ATV races are being held throughout the night. Passengers may watch the races, or even take part of one themselves!


Private Spots
This is a crowded party, so it’s expected you might want some privacy. Thankfully, it’s possible for guests to sneak away to numerous nooks and corners all over the place: plenty of hallways, balconies overlooking the gardens, quiet outdoor areas... If you’re looking for somewhere extra private, there just so happens to be an entire wing of Mr. Dreadhorse’s mansion devoted to guest bedrooms. All of them are decorated in a way you’d expect a rock or heavy metal star to decorate a private getaway (circle beds, bold colors and prints, fuzzy stuff, etcetera). They’re free for the taking, but remember to lock the door- other partygoers might get the same idea you have.

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Looking to steal some stuff? The heist mingle can be found here! The heist itself ICly takes place late into the night and will not disrupt the party, so feel free to have your characters do as they like.

If you have any questions, feel free to direct them over to the OOC post.

Comments

two threads, twice the sadness

[servantnotserving]

[Lumiére may be the life and soul of a party, but he's not ignorant to others when they're clearly distressed. He understands, of course, what has brought this sorry to her, and he's not about to leave her alone with her misery.

He hops over, offering her a small, sad smile. His usual ardor very much tempered. ]

Bonjour, mon chaton, would you like some company?

<3

[passingthrough]

[She glances down at the sound of the hopping metal sound. This is more surreal in person and under other circumstances it would probably make her smile. The nice thing is calling her "kitten" in another language is Kurt's thing, not Winn's. It even reminds her a little of the cajun.]

If you want questionable company I won't be the one to stop you.

[servantnotserving]

[It's a good thing she likes it, it's likely a nickname that'll stick. He chuckles softly at her response.]

It would be no more questionable than my own company, I promise you. [Another smile, and for once, not actually flirty:] You look lovely.

[passingthrough]

Thanks. You...still mostly look like a candlestick. Sorry. [Not trying to be insulting. She just didn't know where to go from there.] Or do you prefer candelabra?

[servantnotserving]

[Of course, he prefers 'person', but he doubts he's going to get that if people are using a descriptor for him. Still, his tone is bright when he replies to her.]

I do not mind. I am not attached to this form enough to have a preference.

[passingthrough]

[She thinks of him as person. He just doesn't look so much like one which is rude to bring up at all.]

Sorry. I'm a jerk. [No excuses, just that.] You look warm in the way you treat people, not just the fire.

[servantnotserving]

[He appreciates that more than she will probably ever know. His smile his gentle, as he raises his candles carefully.]

No, you're not. No offence taken, I promise, mon chaton. [He chuckles. ] The Enchantress seemed to pick our forms on our personalities as much as our names. My dearest friend is very... tightly wound and he became a mantel clock.

[passingthrough]

It's almost like your parents were setting you up. The long con. [She brushes back some of her hair. It's gotten longer.]

How long was this enchantress cursing you anyway? Seems like a lot of details to line up.

[servantnotserving]

It is suspiciously convenient.

[He honestly came over here to make her feel better, rather than to bring on his own pity party- so he attempts as much of a shrug as he can, trying to make it less of deal. ]

It has been ten years. The window to break the curse will only last until the Master's twenty first birthday, however. Which is a few hours away, back home.

[passingthrough]

[Anything that gets her mind off herself helps even if she doesn't quite trust herself to have adult conversations right now.]

...She cursed an eleven-year-old? Who does that?

[servantnotserving]

The sort of person who also turns a six year old into a tea cup. The sort of person who has words to describe them which you cannot repeat in polite company.

[He might be able to find ways to live with the curse, even accept some part of why the Prince ended up the way he did, but good lord, Chip did literally nothing but exist. ]

[passingthrough]

[A real beast.]

Am I what passes for polite company these days?

[servantnotserving]

[Bingo. He offers her a lopsided smile. ]

You more than pass, mon chaton. You have not screamed at anyone, nor have you thrown food around. You are scores better than some people I have dealt with in court already.

[passingthrough]

I like a man with low standards I can sail above. Also, you seriously need a better job back home.

[servantnotserving]

Perhaps it is less low standards and more of finding the best in everyone. [He chuckles, shaking his head. ] Believe it or not, I love my job. It is wonderful, less so, after the curse, certainly, but before then? Oh, I never knew what my day would bring, and I loved that challenge.

[passingthrough]

Okay, but after years of that you really want to stay? Do you think it's going to get better again? [Not that she thinks a candle man has much in the way of prospects, and he's here not there so what is this conversation anyway? Distraction from Winn? Oh, yeah. That.]

[servantnotserving]

[He offers her a small smile.]

Even if I wanted to leave, which I do not, there is nowhere I can go in my current state. I am fairly certain the world at large would not react well to sentient household objects.

And so, I have faith. That it will get better, because the alternatives have much less to be desired.

[passingthrough]

Fair enough. [And it is. Also not really any of her business. Of course, neither is this and she's about to ask anyway.]

Can I ask a personal question?

[servantnotserving]

Bien sûr. What do you want to know? I am an open book.

[passingthrough]

How do you keep burning without melting down all the way?

[servantnotserving]

[He chuckles a little. ]

Somehow, I was expecting something more sordid than that. The answer is simply I do not know. My wax has never melted with my own flames, not in all the time I have been trapped in this form.

Other fire, less so. I try to avoid it.

[passingthrough]

Oh, we could get sordid, but I kept wondering about this. I guess that answer was all I could expect from a magic curse though.

[servantnotserving]

Good, I would be very disappointed if sordid was taken off the table.

[He gives the closest equivalent of a shrug he can. ]

If it helps, my curse makes as much sense to me as it does to you. We just had to adapt and learn the rules of how to live with it beyond how to break it as we went along.

[passingthrough]

[It gets a smile. She hasn't had many of those lately.] Fully on the table.

Are there are a lot of rules?

[servantnotserving]

Excellent, no need to mourn sordid just yet, then.

Not too many. Most of them involved learning what we are and are not capable of any more. Eating, sleeping and the like.

[A pause. ]

...Well, we can sleep. But it is not something I would do unless I had to.