driftfleet | festival day!

Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: Up to you
Action: Everywhere in the Yadrolla system!
When: 5/30

[At last, the day has come: Festival Day! Once again, the Starstrikers have taken the trophy this year. But that doesn't mean members of other teams, or those who didn't play, can't celebrate with the rest of them!

There are parties everywhere. Ribbons, streamers, and confetti litter every major street in the system. (Remember what they say about glitter...) There is food on every block, and people cramming into shops to get in on the merch.

Don't forget about the reason for the festival-- the pet adoption drive! A large playground-type area has been set up on the Starstrikers' desert moon where people can play and interact with the lovable creatures needing new homes. Whether you're looking for companionship or just something to do, there's plenty to coo over! Every pet comes with an info card listing a fanciful name and a general description of their age and temperament. Maybe Sir Pringle the puppy or Marquess Mariana the fish can become your new best friend.

Sadly, the Fleet will be drifting in about a week... but feel free to party until then!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[She laughs.] You know you don't have to be good at something to have fun doing it.

I rather think I'd have a lot more fun if I am allowed to keep my dignity intact, thank you very much.

Okay, okay. If you feel that strongly about it. Strange position for the owner of a night club to have though.

I serve the drinks, I play the music. I never have to dance to the music in question. That's the beauty of it.

You got it all figured out, don't you? I mean, you're denying yourself great joy, but other than that.

I believe I've existed long enough to manage that much, at least.

[He has nothing figured out, he's a complete mess all the time. ]

I think it's a greater joy watching drunk people think they can dance, and then end up blundering around the dance floor like an injured elephant.

[She points at him. Threateningly? Accusatorially? Wobbly?] I do not blunder like an elephant injured or otherwise. Maybe like a dizzy gazelle.

[All three? He smirks, amused. ]

A dizzy gazelle, huh? That's going to be your animal of choice?

...Maybe. [Suspiciously now.] Unless you're going to turn me into one, in which case, pass.

A bit beyond me, currently, alas. Or, you know. I could try, but I don't trust Atroma not to make it...messy, and I'd really rather not make you an unfortunate stain or anything.