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]

Food's why I'm staying.

[Which was mostly true. But there was some kind of security knowing Snake was around too. Someone she didn't dislike was always a plus. So perhaps it was as good enough of an opportunity to share more thoughts about it. After all, it felt like they were on the same page. So...why not?]

But even that's hard, this doesn't feel like a good environment for any real wild time.

[tacticalespionageaction]

Yeah.

[He wasn't a particularly social type to begin with, and coupled with his complete lack of patriotism, he wasn't expecting to enjoy himself much.]

Seems every time I think of leaving something else comes up.

[No offense.]

[standingonmyneck]

[None taken. But noticed.]

Or someone, right?

[tacticalespionageaction]

...Yeah.

[standingonmyneck]

[...She tilted her head. She had to remember what she spoke about with Wendy earlier. Maybe there had to be something to do here, instead of going backwards and flipping somersaults to a bad place.]

I can understand that, being a hermit is a full time job. But if I had to be stopped in public, it feels alright if it's not something, or someone, that I dislike.

That's what I think anyway.

[tacticalespionageaction]

Hhrm... [It doesn't take him long to reflect on what Daria's saying.] I had quit being a hermit some time ago.

[standingonmyneck]

So did I. Maybe after some kicking and screaming.

[She reached to the punch bowl and poured another cup, tossing it to Snake.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

It'll take that.

[Or, you know, a similar kind of mental breakdown. He takes the punch, and gives it a quick slosh in the cup.]

Know if anyone spiked this?

[standingonmyneck]

This is my sixth cup and I haven't puked yet. Proof enough?

[Sip.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

I'll take it.

[He holds the cup up.]

Cheers.

[standingonmyneck]

[Clank.]

Cheers.

[It was silent, and to the point. But that was how she liked it. If hanging out was gonna be like this then maybe it wasn't so bad.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

To extroversion.

[He drinks, with a hint of a grin. It was unlikely either of them would go that far.]

[standingonmyneck]

[A huff under her breath.]

Yeah, right.

[She got it. She'd drink to that.]