MINGLE — NYE & Winn's Birthday PARTY!

[passingthrough]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Broadcast — Earlier than now for planning
Action: Hotel Corona — Winn's birthday / NYE party!
When: Action — Dec. 31 / New Year's Eve

[Broadcast (open to everyone but Winn)]
At the risk for earning a reputation as a party planner, I have a thing for everyone to attend again. Don't worry, lots of other people are helping pull it together. It's going to be on New Year's Eve, but the real event is the countdown to Winn's birthday which is also on the first. It's going to be in a club we rented out for this in the red shift district. Starts around seven-ish. Ends when you pass out?

It's kind of a surprise maybe? At least the part where it's for his birthday. And if you don't know Winn but you still want to come that's fine too. You can trade a gift for Winn for a free drink at the bar. Otherwise, bring some money. Cake's on us though.

[Birthday/New Year's Party]
[The space is well decorated and so glittered you can probably tell Wrath was part of the team putting this together. Lots of Winn's friends came out to help whether it was getting decorations up, managing food, music, or chipping in to buy out the space and a drink for anyone bringing a gift. Not to mention drinks for the birthday boy all night.

There's a table for presents and another one with a spread of openly available food though the bar has appetizers you can buy too. There's a big cake at one end because of course there is and some punch that didn't start the night spiked at least. There's space for dancing and a karaoke machine set up on a small raised platform for those who want to try their hand at entertainment.

The night really kicks off when Winn walks in and instead of a balloon drop there's a fluffy blue stuffed bear drop. Feel free to take one of those home. There are a lot.

When midnight comes closer some people will file out to one of the observation areas to get a good view of the nebula for the big countdown. Bring your own person to kiss!

[Audio] Another Day, Another Canon Update

[namisan]

Who: Nami and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Bloodsport / Iskaulit (Space Bar) for drinkers everywhere
When: Today!

Sanji-kun.

[If Nami sounds tinnier than usual on this audio feed, there's a good reason for that.] We're both still here. Luffy's here, too. Come home.

[Snort.] Well, "home".

Aa, I noticed. At your command, Nami-swaaan~!

[And click. There's a series of beeps, and then it starts again-- this conversation, or the first fifteen seconds of it before she stops it again.  It's a recording.

Pause.

And playing it again.  It's safe to assume Nami doesn't know she's broadcasting, but the point becomes moot when there's a clatter and the voices cut off again.  We return you to your blessed silence.]

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[So yeah, Nami's holed up in her room for the day.  She'd take the night off from bar work, only the Shuffle informs her Remy has gone, so she's down a staff member as is, but until then... taking some space.  She's not sure whether listening to old conversations is to make her feel better or just another form of twisting the knife-- can't work out which. 

Either way, eventually she addresses the network proper, because she may as well get some productivity out of this whole shit show.  Her voice runs hollow.  It wasn't a good night.]

This might be a stupid question-- I don't know.  Computers aren't my thing.  But you know, every planet we go to, it seems someone runs into trouble and needs a bail out.  That's par for the course, I know.   Happens all the time at home, too.

...in Adstringendum, our communicators had a built in-- GPS, I think it was called?  You just hit a button on your comm, and it'd send your coordinates to whoever you were talking to at the time.   People could go straight to where they were needed.  The Fleet comms don't have that, or at least not that I can find-- if someone's found it, point it out.  Like I said, computers aren't my thing. 

But if it's not on there, is someone tech-savvy enough to add it?  I just think it might help people out.  I see people put games on this thing all the time, so I figure it might be possible.  You could borrow my Adstring comm if it'd help.  [She still has it.  It's what she was listening to earlier.]

Anyway, just thought... I'd ask.




[...and after a long pause.]

On a more simple note, the Space Bar is down a chef.  I guess that means I have a job opening.

[The enthusiasm just jumps off the page, doesn't it?  Another friend down.

Until evening, she'll be in her room.  And then she'll go into shift and be her usual cheery self.  Because when it comes to making money, she's always been able to fake it.

At your command.  Hah.]