Masquerade Mingle

[thespaceopera]

[The night has finally come--the Gravity Rush is nearly upon us! What normally serves as a large performance hall has been gutted, emptied of its boring furniture and rigged up into a fantastical mismatch of technology and old culture. No matter where you go tonight, you're encouraged to move around, dance, play games, whatever helps you sleep in late tomorrow morning.

If you aren't one for scurrying around a ballroom all night, there's always plenty of people-watching to do. After all, so many people are wearing extravagant costumes and elaborate masks. How can you even tell who is who? Get lost in a crowd of sequins, chatter with a sun and a moon, or try to beat the guy in the monster-mask at a game of cards. Meet your friends or make some new ones--this masquerade party has begun!]


[[ooc: All sections are up now, have fun! A related ooc post is HERE for any questions or plotting you'd like to do.]]

Comments

[forcesensitive]

[Finn looks startled, but then reaches up to grab it and munch it.]

Now that could be useful.

[mistyday]

[She giggles at his reaction.]

Who needs a fork when you got this, right?

[forcesensitive]

[Food that goes directly into your mouth sounds like an excellent use of the Force, or telewhatsit.]

Yeah!

[mistyday]

Hey! You know what we should do? You ever done that popcorn thing where you try to catch it with your mouth?

[forcesensitive]

I think I know what you're talking about, but I never had popcorn before.

[mistyday]

Oh well we gotta fix that sometime! Don't know if they got any around here though. Corn ain't exactly something you can grow in a place like this.

[forcesensitive]

Kinda hard to grow most things here, I bet. You'd think they could set up an orbital - but then, you'd think they could fix the terraformers.

[mistyday]

[Yeah... Misty doesn't know exactly what an orbital is. Fancy space talk. But she gets the gist well enough.]

Even I'd have a hard time getting anything to grow here and I got magic. The land's all poison and rot now, no good for life.

[forcesensitive]

[Finn nods, because while he knows as much about magic as she does about orbitals, even he can tell that much about this place.]

I hope they can fix it.

wrap?

[mistyday]

Me too.

But this is a party, right? We're supposed to be celebratin' with them! Ready to dance again?

warp!

[forcesensitive]

You got it!

[And off they go.]