May the Best of your Todays be the Worst of your Tomorrows

[thespaceopera]

The morning of the final day of the year - called Last Eve - brings with it a soft, gentle chorus of bells. No matter what town or city you've found yourself in, the tradition is the same: a simple scale plays every hour throughout the day - a melodic, slow countdown to all the festivities to come tonight. People - especially children! - run through the streets ringing hand-held bells of their own, all in the name of good luck and best wishes for the upcoming year. Don't want to wait for the night to start the party? Don't worry! There's plenty to do all day long, too!


A ringing melody in the wind

You thought the festivals throughout the month were extravagant? Well, they're nothing compared to the parades today! Marching bands, performers, and dance crews show off routines they've been preparing for months, candy flies through the air for all of the parade-goers to catch and keep... The floats are elaborate and grand, with humongous shapes in bright colors. A lot of heart, soul, and expert craftsmanship went into these, and it shows. Some parades have set themes, others are just a representation of the towns that give them and what they've put together to share with everyone... but all of them are full of love, joy, and good luck wishes for the upcoming year. Maybe you're part of the parade - riding on a float, tossing out candy, singing or playing an instrument... or maybe you're just there to watch! No matter which way, it's going to be a good time.

The waters may be too cold to swim in, but that's why boats exist! Once the sun goes down, the natural glow of the water is even more breathtaking set against the black, starry skies -- and local tradition is to spend Last Eve out on the water in some way! From rowboats, paddle boats, and sailboats to motorized party boats with loudly blasting music and flashing lights, or huge luxury liners with all the fancy trimmings of fine dining and entertainment -- no matter what kind of boat you want, you're going to have a great time ringing in the new year on the water. Get your party boat on! Or, spend a romantic evening with your loved one on a crewed private charter! Or, row out on your own and meet up with other rowers. Bring snacks~ and a life vest - safety first!

The best part, though, isn't Last Eve... it's First Dawn. Once it gets closer and closer to midnight, and the bells begin to chime louder, and faster, and more jubilant... that's when the real light show begins.


Light up the skies!

Almost every inch of the night sky is covered in bright lights and brilliant hues as fireworks soar through the black. The breathtaking display reflects in the glowing waters, which seem to mimic all the colors back like a visual echo. And with the backdrop of the bells' song, this is how the new year comes to Libuscha IV.

So - Happy Last Eve, and Happy First Dawn. Enjoy your holiday, dear Fleet. ♥

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(( This post is a mingle for all of your New Year / Last Eve / First Dawn Celebration needs. Go forth and have fun! If you have any questions, don't hesitate to reach out to us. o7

And on a final note: Happy New Year, Drift Fleet. ♥! Thank you for spending your RP time with us. We're absolutely convinced that you're all the best players out there, and we love you for coming on this journey with us. May the next year be full of fun, happiness, and of course, some shenanigans~ ))

Comments

the iron bull | ota

[theirondragon]

a. last eve

It's pretty obvious the people in this system are gearing up for something. End of the year celebrations aren't widespread in Thedas, though, so it's something new to the big guy. He doesn't have to have treats being throwing in their general direction explained to him, though. He collects what he can, eating at least one of everything that falls, because he likes food, treats specifically, and trying new things. It's a win-win!

b. first dawn

Fireworks aren't unknown in Thedas, but they certainly are on this scale. He finds himself leaning against a post, sky fully revealed above, just watching the display. It's beautiful, like the lights that dance in the skies far to the south, at least from what he's heard. He has a cup of hot cider steaming in his hand, and he drinks from it occasionally, but for the most part, he's just watching the display.

It's pretty, alright?

b!!

[necromanswers]

[Lup spent most of the evening involved in the parade - and the music - so she's late to the fireworks as the rest of the celebrations die down. She's got a bag full of sweets to take to the ships and a violin case strapped to her back when she spots Bull and wanders over to stand beside him, lifting a mug to her lips as she gazes up at the sky.]

These folks sure know how to party, huh?

b!!

[theirondragon]

Shit yeah.

[He smiles down at the little elf, nodding.]

The fireworks on the snow make a nice display, too. [And he nods toward the sky.] It's pretty.

[necromanswers]

[Lup raises her mug as a half-toast.]

Hell of an upgrade after the trash planet we were at last time.

[theirondragon]

[He laughs deeply.]

I know, right? Hey, that place had a badass arena, though.

[necromanswers]

Oooh, you're not wrong there! I spent waaaay too much time in those things. The monster fights were awesome.

[theirondragon]

[The Bull grins broadly, laughing.]

Shit yeah. We fought a dragon.

[necromanswers]

Niiiice. The dragon fights in the arena were awesome.

...Wait. That wasn't me, was it?

[She swears she would have remembered fighting such a memorable guy as her own damn captain, but she does sometimes get lost in the chaos of a fight... especially when she's polymorphed.]

[theirondragon]

You're one of those weird mages who can turn into shit, huh? [He chuckles.] Nice choice, though. I'd go with dragon, too.

[He shakes his head.]

Nah. We fought two. Dorian took over one when it died and used it to fight the other one. [And he's grinning broadly at that. He's proud of his guy, okay?] It was badass.

a!

[postocular]

[ It's really hard not to notice Bull in a crowd, so naturally, Carl weaves his way through the people to stand next to him. This way, when candies fall from the sky, Bull can get them high and Carl can get them low. He likes sweets like any other kid, but he's more than happy to share his haul, holding his bag out to Bull, candy littering the bottom. ]

[theirondragon]

[He laughs when he notices Carl at his side, nodding at the display.]

Hell yes. Good thinking, Carl.

[And because he's just that tall, he pats the top of his head, hat and all.]

[postocular]

[ Carl beams up at him before going back to his candy picking. Most of it will go to Bull. ]

Have you been out here long?

[theirondragon]

Off and on, yeah.

[He looks down to him.]

What about you?

[postocular]

Only a few hours, but I spotted you, so I thought I'd join you watching the parade.

[theirondragon]

A few hours, huh?

[He chuckles.]

Does this kind of thing happen a lot? Parades aren't really a big deal back home. Well...they do 'em in Tevinter a lot. Vints like to show off.

[postocular]

Not really, no. There have been a couple other planets that had parades, but this one has been loads better. [ He casts a curious look up at Bull. ] Vints?

[theirondragon]

Good to know.

[And he meant that.]

Vints, you know, assholes from Tevinter. Mages usually. Qunari and Tevinter don't get along, have for a few centuries now. The Qunari have an island the Vints want. They regularly send people over to try to take it. Innocents die in the crossfire. Vints are assholes.

b

[fantachetic]

[ It certainly is a beautiful sight, and it would be remiss of him to ignore it for spectating anything else. The mulled wine in his hands is warm, though admittedly, he expends a bit of magic in order to keep it so. ]

It is certainly a spectacle.

[theirondragon]

I know, right?

[He slides an arm around Dorian as he speaks, pulling him close.]

It's pretty. I didn't expect you to come down here again, let alone on your own.

[fantachetic]

I was told that this would be something I shouldn't miss, and it seems that I was well-informed.

[ He leans into the embrace, because Bull is always warm, and they're alone. Alone enough for him to feel comfortable. ]

[theirondragon]

Yeah, me too.

[It was an idle gesture, but the Bull nodded, moving his fingers in slow circles against the small of Dorian's back as he held the mage close. It was nice, this moment, surrounded by music, laughter, and the bursting of multicolored lights.]

It got better, though.

[fantachetic]

[ The Bull's hand at his back is soothing, almost hypnotic in its repetition. Dorian looks up at him, eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face. ] Did it, now?

[theirondragon]

Mmmhmm. [The Bull smirks slightly in response.] My day always gets better when you show up, Kadan.

[fantachetic]

[ Dorian looks up to Bull, perplexed. He's not certain how he should feel about the unknown Qunari word, and at the very least, his hesitance shows. ] I.. ah, hope the term isn't too pejorative? [ It may have happened once or twice, but that is the price for being the family disappointment. ]

[theirondragon]

[It had been an unconscious reference, and Bull really only paid attention to it because of Dorian's sudden shift in tone.]

What? No. It's a title of honor. Kadan...means "my heart."