2017 Winter Holiday Party!

[sailor_v]

WHO: OPEN TO ALL!
WHAT: Holiday party! Date auction! Shenanigans.
WHEN: December 15th, 2017 - Evening
WHERE: Fairy Tale HQ - Fayren
NOTES: The auction and the kissing contest are time sensitive! Bids close and the last kiss will be accepted on Friday, December 22nd, at midnight PST!

Fayren didn't have electricity, but it had something even better.

MAGIC!

There were twinkling colored lights that burned, flickered, and floated in an ethereal way, enchanting the building in a way that fluorescent lights never could. Branches of evergreen were hung here and there to give the air a fresh pine scent. There were also pinecones doused with cinnamon and nutmeg near the doorways.

Except near the kitchens, because the food smells were more than enough to entice the senses. There were mini-sausages swimming in a thick and spicy sauce, sweet and tangy meatballs on toothpicks, vegetables and dip, bite-sized cream puffs, iced sugar cookies, cheese and crackers, mulled cider, and eggnog in alcoholic and non-alcoholic varieties.

The main room, expansive as it was, had plenty of room for music, dancing, and mingling. There were some tables and several chairs set up, and a small stage where musicians were welcome to perform to their heart's content. To the side was an even smaller stage where a sprig of mistletoe was suspended on a loop of scarlet ribbon, with a sign that reads: "Test Your Passion! Win This Arcade Game!" And next to that was a full-sized arcade game version of Alley Brawlers. Might be worth checking out!

But there were more games than that, and more than a few maps set up on easels of the headquarters and where to go to play certain games. A single lane bowling alley (with manual set-up of the pins), a "fishing" booth where people toss a clothespin on a fishing line over a curtain to have a little prize attached by someone hidden on the other side, a ring toss for cans of soda, a cake walk (with full-sized cakes for the winners and cupcakes for the losers), ornament decorating, pin-the-tail-on-the-unicorn, face painting, a pool of rubber ducks with numbers corresponding to prizes on the bottom, goldfish scooping... Almost anything one would find at a carnival was sure to be found here.

As for the auction? Step right up, right past the gauzy white curtains into a big room lit with twinkling golden lights. Anyone was welcome to come in, but if someone wanted to participate as a bidder, they'd have to make a donation at the door. In return, each donor would receive a packet of 100 red tickets with the same number assigned to the bidder name: one roll of tickets with 101 for the first donor, a roll of tickets with 102 for the second donor, and so on.

Cookies and punch were available in this room, with several tables and chairs set up before a large stage with a microphone. Along the wall was a line of clear plastic boxes, with slots on top, set in front of each auction date's face. A card that indicated the name of each person, their age, and a brief description of what they were all about was pasted onto the front of the boxes. People were welcome to look at the line-up if they wanted, or even use some of their tickets prematurely if they wanted, as they were clearly for a drawing. Until the auction starts, soft piano music plays from a stereo running on batteries.

Comments

#3 - James T. Kirk, Age 33 (women only)

[sailor_v]

Jim is the captain of the USS Enterprise, a proud vessel with a fine crew tasked with the mission of exploring the galaxy to uncover new worlds. He's currently teaching as a college professor of interpersonal and diplomatic relations. Jim enjoys the simulated adventure programs in the holodecks, exploration, or relaxing with a friend over a bottle of good scotch. For a night of romance and fun, let Jim be your captain!

Re: #3 - James T. Kirk, Age 33 (women only)

[mouth_breather]

[Jim looks to be completely at ease as he takes the stage. While his introduction is read, he looks out at the audience, trying to make eye contact with any of the women who seem to be at least somewhat close to his own age. He rests his hands behind his back, and his grin flickers to be just a bit wider at the last sentence.]

[Rather than speak, he gives a quick and informal nod. Then, raising his arms, he does a slow turn on the stage.]

[LIKE WHATCHA SEE?]

[princeliers]

Bravo! Excellent beginning! That will be sure to woo everyone! I believe in you!

[have a large shark man waving his arms and shouting encouraging words!]

[mouth_breather]

[Kirk laughs, not the least bit embarrassed. Instead he sweeps an exaggerated bow. It's good to see more friendly aliens around this place!]

Thank you, thank you!

[bigbadrose]

Um... 25!

[Rose isn't even 25 years old herself, but that's okay, Kirk is about 2000 years younger than Rose's usual preference...]

[mouth_breather]

[His head turns, blue eyes seeking out the source of the bid. Once he sees Rose, he grins. Winks. If she wins, she won't regret it.]

[guitar_hero]

Really? I'd say more early forties at least. [he's not bidding exactly but he will slide Rose money should she need it. In the meantime he watches wearing lattice shades and slipping a slurpee]

[bigbadrose]

[Beams at Kirk.]

[And side-eyes the Doctor so much.]

[He would.]

[She needs something clever to say, but she's got nothing.]

Are you going to tell me where to go on the date too? [Only mildly acerbic given it's Rose and 12.]

[guitar_hero]

[he raises his eyebrows at her. He had only just meant to entertain but]

If I'm bothering you I can go somewhere else. [this wasn't really his "scene" in any sense of the word]

I just thought we were hanging out. Sort of impromptu.

[bigbadrose]

[Sighs and takes his hand.]

[He doesn't get it.]

[Well, he's alien, of course he doesn't.]

[At least he knows he doesn't get it.]

You make getting over you very difficult. In every sense of the word.

But I know you're trying.

[guitar_hero]

[he doesn't get it. Any of it. And he's stopped trying to try to get it because it seems a knot beyond the ken of even most humans]

Anything I can do to help? I mean I've no problem helping you get hold of hazel-eyes over there. Even [if it feels a touch ...what was the word? odd to buy dates for others or even onesownself even for charity-- except he seems to have been okay with it in great hair and sandshoes so...] if he's almost too good looking.

[slurrrp]

[bigbadrose]

[If you think it's weird, then it doesn't help for you to help her buy a date even for fun and reverse slavery!]

[But the final comment makes her laugh.]

I'm pretty sure you don't know what's good looking or not. Since you thought Adam was pretty and at least pretended Captain Jack's not.

[But this helps. Him being normal and snarky at least.]

[Not the wanting to help her get a date. Don't do that.]

[guitar_hero]

Well I was just being petty and difficult with Adam because I was sure you fancied him. [slurp slurp] As for Jack... well... [and he leaves it there since Jack will always be a sore subject and he's still not on the best footing with him]

Anyway if I didn't know what was good looking I wouldn't've -- [fallen for you but that's just a line to tell her she's beautiful which could get misconstrued in a fair number of unhelpful ways and so it's probably better that he quit while hes' behind before he drops below the start line entirely]

I think I'm going to go find the buffet.

[bigbadrose]

[Eyeroll.] He was like 12 mentally. Just trapped, and I didn't realize he was letting himself be trapped.

[But for all she pokes her tongue out the side of her cheek, she waves, dropping his hand and waggling fingers at him.] Ta!

[guitar_hero]

[sure she says that now but he knows a part of her fancied him, at least at the outset. He's not completely blind. He waves his fingers in farewell and meanders back the way he came, though pretty much just leaves, folding the glasses into his pocket and binning the rest of the slurpee. It's no fun by himself]

[bigbadrose]

[She was so much not into Adam that even he told her to go be with the Doctor, something that she's half-tempted to tell him, but then he might feel obligated and she was trying to make it easier on him.]

[She mentally curses herself as she discreetly watches him go, to see if he really did go look for food or try to leave entirely.]

[And she curses out loud when he starts heading out, and even more mentally as she runs after him and grabs his hand again, hugging around his waist from behind.]

[She hates him.]

[She hates herself.]

[She hates their situation.]

Better with two.

[She'd meant to say something about it wasn't a bad life. But whatever.]

[Same thing... ish.]

[sailor_v]

Going once!

Going twice!

SOLD -- to Rose Tyler!