EVENT LOG PT. 1: The Fourth of July Masquerade Ball

[progressmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: John Progress hosts a Fourth of July Ball.
Where: The Adventurer's Club.
When: Fourth of July!
Warnings: Patriotism.



Whew boy, it's the hottest Fourth in July we've had in years! Thankfully, the local nuclear family, The Progresses, are happy to host the annual Fourth of July Ball. Formal dress, patriotic wear, and straight-up costumes are all encouraged. In fact, you'll find the host wandering around in his own George Washington outfit - in fact, it seems as though everyone has turned up for this event! Anyone who's anyone is here, and this could be a good opportunity for you to connect!

...Of course, food and drink are provided. While it might be a little bit too classy for some's taste, there's a barbecue happening outside just in case you need to get away from the stuffiness for a little bit. Generally, it seems as though everyone here is friendly enough, even if the party is a little too classy.

It all seems to be going pretty well, and seems as though you finally have a pretty decent day on your hands...though, those ink splotches you occasionally see on the ground are a little weird.

[Welcome to Progress City's Fourth of July event! We're gradually going to be tagging in to the log with every NPC we've introduced thus far, and plenty that we haven't introduced quite yet! Feel free to set up your own toplevels and tag out, of course - the second part of the event log will be going up on July 10th!]

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[progressmods]

[wantstherum]

[Everyone's favorite is here! As she would be, since this is taking place in her club.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Eclipsa slumps into a seat next to Red, with a wine glass held haphazardly between her finger.]

Lookin' asssss smashing as always, I schee.

[kindaruledatit]

Hey! Cool, pirate lady! [Uh, wait. Red, right?

[Digs into her pocket and produces her cell phone.]

Mind if I get a picture?

[yourghosthost]

[The Ghost Host is here, and actually unironically dressed up as Benedict Arnold. It’s not that much different from his usual wear, but it’s something. He can often be seen eating too many deviled eggs, trying to spook people, and getting #GhostWasted.]

[ilovepuppies]

[BEEEEEEEEEEES]

[kindaruledatit]

So.... how do you eat those? You're a ghost.

[noncomformist]

[Henrietta just kind of stares at the ghost that tried to pop up behind her through the wall to spook her. Just the blankest stare a ten year old could possibly give.]

That was super lame.

[He is, without a doubt, the lamest ghost she's ever seen.

He's also the only ghost Henrietta has ever seen. But that's besides the point.]

[midnightcowboy]

[Well the good news is that Jed’s 1 (one) outfit is already essentially a costume, so he’s all set. He’s just hanging around on the food and drink tables 100% of the time, on one hand because it’s safer and on the other hand because he just wants access to the food. It’s fine, you can still eat if you’re plastic I guess.]

[keyofimagination]

[Rod is here and apparently his idea of a costume is just... his normal suit. With the plainest black masquerade mask on that someone probably told him to wear.

Still, he's at least participating in the activities, making light conversation with most people and drinking wine.]

[andbegone]

[At some point, Plankton slides his way over towards Rod, wine in hand. His only costume change is the fact that now he has an eyepatch over the other eye as well (who knows how he can see anything). Though his tone is conversational, this is clearly a topic he’s been sitting on for a while.]

So. The frozen head in your office. [Sips drink.] What’s that about?

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker is here, though he looks absolutely haggard. To be honest, Ellen probably had to coax him to take a break and come to the party. He's been too busy with trying to set up the network to actually remember that he, like. Needs to rest.

He's at least cleaned up a little, though.

For now, he's trying to make small talk and not get frustrated when people inevitably don't understand him. Barring that, you'll find him drinking wine. Lots of wine.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy pulls up to the party in this work of art, looking great and feeling great. She'd opted for a suit befitting a secret agent for this event, easily obtained when you work in Hollywood-land, along with one of those bandit masks.

She's here to hang out, raid the food table, and maybe go up to someone for the sake of answering an important question.]

So, does the mask actually do anything to you?

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

Besides look people look spiffy, it doesn't seem so. But they are quite charming.

[andbegone]

[Plankton, though not much of a party person, still shows up for the sake of hanging around near the wine. His costume just involves one extra eyepatch, which is working out really well with the whole drinking wine thing. That is to say he’s missing half of the sips he tries to take and there’s wine all over the floor now.]

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker has had maybe 3 glasses of wine too many by the time he notices Plankton across the room. His mood sours immediately, and he winces, already anticipating the humiliation Plankton has planned for him this time.

... Is that two eyepatches?

Ok, maybe he can work something to his favor. Beaker's gonna stumble on over, being as careful as he can to not spill the glass in his hand, meeping apologies when he knocks into someone.

Finally, Beaker stands before Plankton. He's not really sure what he's doing here- he has a couple half formed plans but nothing concrete. He's so exhausted from working and maybe a little too wine-drunk and all he wants to do is find a way to tell Plankton to fuck off without consequences.

So.

Beaker splashes his drink in Plankton's face, soaking him and his stupid eyepatches, and makes a fucking run for it.

... Yep. Good plan. He does slip on the wine puddle that Plankton's made, but he keeps his momentum and gets lost in the crowd, ignoring a couple of odd looks.]

[beautifultomorrow]

[Hey everyone it's the host here being very social with everyone! Come meet not George Washington.]

[createcreations]

[The Dreamfinder's is doing a lot better now that he's not being held hostage by Plankton, and is showing off with a cool new technicolor suit he's wearing. He's going around to everyone to chat about his latest imagineering ideas or just get insight into your character's home lives!]

[kindaruledatit]

[Considering the last time she'd heard of him, he was being held hostage by weird little potato creatures, seeing the Dreamfinder all excited about new ideas or whatever was pleasantly surprising. In fact, that whole adventure made her think his job was even cooler.]

Hey, Dreamfinder guy! [Her home life? Oh, well.] Oh, dude. You've never heard of Gravity Falls, right?

[universeofenergy]

[Local Scientist is here wearing a suit and spending most of time at the snack table and trying to be social with the other people here.]

[flowersonthewall]

[Local Scientist[tm] will definitely have Beaker flock back to her more often than not. She's probably been the only one he's interacted with consistently the last few weeks as he's worked on the network, and she's definitely the only reason he was prodded into showing up.

At least a couple times an hour, Beaker finds his way back to Ellen to talk about work again- everything from "do you think the most recent prototype I've designed has promise? What else should I edit from the previous design?" and "What's a realistic estimate for how much longer it'll take for us to finalize the network and the communication devices? Someone asked me and I wasn't sure what to tell them." Of course, all of it is in the form of meeps.

Hopefully the constant questions doesn't distract her too much from being Social[tm]. Even when he accidentally interrupts her mid-conversation with someone to talk about web design.]

[noncomformist]

This is so lame.

[Complains the ten year old girl who's decided to still come to this dumb conformist ball anyway. Nothing says contempt for something like going to the event and complaining loudly, now does it. Not obeying whatever the dumb rules for whatever this stupid thing is supposed to be about and just wearing what Henrietta usually wears is also a good way to show contempt. Patriotism is so not goth.

The girl mostly keeps to corners of the room, seemingly just glaring into the room but not leaving. As much as Henrietta seems to hate it here, she also seems to be unwilling to leave. Its like she somehow thinks that her annoyance with the entire event might make it go away. Or maybe she's just lonely and won't actually talk to anyone to stop that.

Nah. That's stupid.

She does, however, notice the ink splotches on the ground. Enough so that she starts seeing where she can find them.]

It's like someone murdered a cartoon character.

[And that would be pretty goth.]

[not_over_yet]

...Do dead toons leave remains?

[ Hi, there's a tiny mouse also checking out the ink splotches. He's dressed in bright colors that aren't goth at all, it's terrible. ]

Have you located a source yet?

[standingonmyneck]

[Listen, the only reason why she was here was because Wendy dragged her in her golf cart. On purpose. Not thinking they were going to be here. She was tricked.

So after some time being grumpy, she was here...deciding it was fine to just get the free food. She wasn't dressed in anything special at all. In fact, after some odd conversations or so inside, she would just slink outside and just live by the barbecue until she would go home.

Someone wasn't in the mood to really party. Someone lost a friend and was reeling. Logically, she knew hanging around Wendy and other people she didn't hate would make her feel better. But she was just..not in the mood. She hid her sadness by being extra wallflower like.]

[kindaruledatit]

[It had to be the best idea Wendy had in weeks, to be perfectly honest. But things weren't going well for Daria, it seemed. She needed someone who would give her that extra push into a situation where she wouldn't be alone one hundred percent of the time.

Because that's not good for anyone. Wendy had enough of that back when people locked themselves in their rooms at the mansion.

She didn't know what exactly was wrong yet, but that wouldn't stop her from seeking Daria out. Not even the best wallflowers can hide from this redhead.]

Hey, crazy party, huh? [She asks, finding a spot on the wall beside Daria to lean her back against.] Lot of people are showing up.

[not_over_yet]

[ The party inside is a bit formal, perhaps, but the alternative is currently barbecue and no. ...Basil's only here at all because it's something happening and dear god he is so bored.

So far the festivities haven't really captured his interest, but wandering around this place beats sticking to the bookstore now that his sole coworker's gone. He'll go investigate the ink splotches he's noticed here and there, should nothing more entertaining present itself. ]

[tadaishi]

[Like some of the others at the event, Tadashi is dressed up. Sort of. He's wearing a t-shirt with red, white, and blue fireworks on it and jeans, along with an oversized Uncle Sam top hat, but that's it.

He's also accompanied at least part of the time by another robot. It looks slightly less like an abomination than the previous time it was out, and can identify people now. At least when they're facing it. The rest of the time he's spending hanging around the food or examining the random ink splotches when he comes across them.

When it gets dark enough, he can also be found making good use of his Dragon Cannon card, providing an amateur fireworks show for anyone who feels like watching.]

[ilovepuppies]

[A ROBOT! And it's not terrifying! Star starts following them around and soon Tadashi has an entourage.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake's here and he...really hasn't put much effort into dressing up. Like, zero. He's just wearing his regular clothes. Patriotism is a lie and he's only here for the free food.]

[mister_mystery]

[Stan's here! Honestly he's thought the same, only swapping his usual tie with a bowtie, and maybe some fancy cufflinks. He approaches Snake, thinking oh you know, maybe meet and talk to more people around here.] So. You come here often? [...Nailed it]

[billbillbill]

[Bill has liberally spiked John Progress’s holiday saspirilla.]

[niceworkpal]

[There’s a man in a suit who seems relatively stoic, but in the times that he does speak, he comes off as having a golden voice. More importantly, he is grilling a variety of burgers outside, and will describe the burgers in painstaking detail when prompted.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

Tell me again about the ketchup. Take as long as you need.

[hijackers]

[Two women can be seen tending bar, one in cowboy gear and the other dressed as an old timey gangster. They seem closer than work friends, and can occasionally be seen making flirtatious comments or glances at each other.]

[kindaruledatit]

[that looks gay




nice. she'll check it out.]

Hey! Haven't seen you guys before!

[greatmoments]

[Last but not least, as Tcherno was too busy running baby races, is President Lincoln. What an excellent costume.]