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!]

Comments

[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.

[standingonmyneck]

Crazy, yes.

[She swirled some punch she had in her cup. It was hard to Daria to be really upfront at the moment, her mind seemed to be elsewhere.]

Still can't believe you made me come here, guess I haven't run for the hills yet.

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy raises her own cup, gesturing with it a bit sloppily to the general party scene.]

Yeah, I guess I kinda do stuff like that. And hey, glad you haven't run off yet. I'd rather see you here on the wall instead of back in your room again.

[standingonmyneck]

Now you sound like Jane.

[Which wasn't an insult in the slightest. In fact, it was the opposite. Daria went deep in thought. That comment seemed to blurt right out with no context.




It meant a lot for her to say that. It meant a lot that it was said with no tact at all.

But it was hard to explain that.]

...Friend from home.

[Gosh.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy did look a bit confused at Daria's remark, at least until she clarified.]

Ohhh, hey. Thanks. You sound like Julia.

[...]

Also a friend, who isn't here.

[standingonmyneck]

[Daria grew quiet. Very quiet. You could drop a pin and it would shatter the ear.





It felt kind of. Nice for a moment. A smile crept on her face. She got it now, but it was a long time coming. So, everyone was missing someone. Wendy just wanted to help her now.

She understood.]

Friends here, friends there. You wouldn't let me be hermit, I guess.

[kindaruledatit]

[It took some kind, but Wendy always knew what she had to do. Even in an instinctive sort of way.

After all, this was her life for the past year.]

Yeah. Trust me, I've had enough of people being sad and staying behind closed doors. And I must've been doing something right so far.

[standingonmyneck]

You might've. I could probably give you that much.

[Maybe it felt good to know that someone had her back this much, it was something she seemed to miss each time she was thrown into a situation. Jane might've made her realize how being a loner forever wasn't good for her, but it wasn't really a feeling she wanted to trade.

It took her eighteen years to really feel like she could depend on some people. That was an honor she felt she could give out to only a very few. That was fine. Wendy could be one, if she were to take that.]

Even if you had to pry that door open with a crowbar.

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy was a social creature by nature. She always had a group of friends to pal around with, at least one at all times. Big friend circle, big family. Being alone, it just wasn't in the cards for her, at any point in her life.

Maybe that's why she wanted to help out so much.]

Hey, I could totally do that. See these? [She flexes, which doesn't do much since she's wearing a suit, but that isn't the point.] I've punched out more than one person in my time.