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[unaffective]

Who: You!
When: Day 6, Afternoon!
Where: The lounge carriage!

[ This fine afternoon, the ChainChat app’s global room is getting a somewhat lengthy message: ]

Elaine: Good morning. I pray that each of you has come to find your bearings safely; further still it is my hope that this message finds you well.

The impetus for our entry into this place, as you have gathered in the time since, is the salvation of this planet, and from beyond that point any number of other worlds - our own included. Be that as it may, it is in its conceit regardless quite the cause for concern. That we alone were salvaged among our worlds - our lovers, friends, and family - is itself concerning, and further still, that we would persist here with naught but the train’s functions as guidance, the figure responsible for this predicament notably quite absent, is a marked inconvenience. How is it, one may ask, that we be saddled with this task when even our own commander is nowhere to be found, relegated solely to a fragmented recording? For what reason, I would ask you, must we do so? What is there for us to do?

The answer, my friends - my comrades - is fortunately a simple one. It is as has been said; we may see these places restored through the means of our positive emotions - through the strength of our bonds. Time alone shall confirm the full veracity of the Star Prince’s claims - what happens to this world in the future, and where it is that we move from that point forward - it is, however, a demonstrable fact that our collaboration is to be rewarded. You may note the trials, wherein we receive reward independent of our victory, or the fluctuation of our currencies when participating in the displays of intimacy designated to us.

We may say that we receive rewards dependent upon our bonds. We may say that we are needed. And to that very end - however our circumstances are certainly cause for alarm, through our combined efforts - through the strength of our bonds - there is nothing to fear.

Elaine: I shall swear it upon my own name. To see us each through this place - I shall put forth my greatest efforts to that end.

And to the end of this all, my team and I have organized a meeting within this train’s commons. It is best spoken of, rather, as a party - we’ve set out food as well as drinks for everyone’s enjoyment; were you to join us, and greater still find enjoyment in this experience alongside our comrades, we each would be greatly appreciative.

Thank you.

[ tl;dr: make nice with each other and get cozy, also there’s free food in the common room.

True to the message, anyone coming to the lounge carriage past a certain time today will find it decked out in the cutest, gaudiest decorations. All wintery; red and green baubles, rows and rows of paper snowflakes, sprigs of holly and mistletoe, and.

Oh dear.

Frankly, an obscene amount of glitter. Decorating everything. Everywhere. Ostensibly, some of it is supposed to be snow, and some of it is supposed to be miscellaneous sparkly decoration, but there might be a few splotches of other colors mixed in there, salvaged from the bubble fiasco just the other day... be careful...

Anyway, laid out on some tables are some pots and pans, with bowls and cups: warm curry, rice, and soup; hot chocolate, bottles of water, and bottles of wine.

It is in fact a party! Party! ]

((Small OOC note: Play with status effects from the colored glitter if you want, or assume it's been neutralized! Either/or.))

Comments

[unaffective]

[ There's a while where Elaine is in the lounge putting up decorations, standing on things to hang ornaments up or setting up food and drink, but she doesn't seem to stick around for the actual festivities, opting to head right back to Senna's carriage after.

But you can catch her before, and if you want to reply to whatever the hell it is she just said, her Chain is always on her. ]

[assassinatedassassin]

[Probably didn't talk to her much during the decorating except to ask where this or that goes, but he'll be catching her before she goes-]

You wrote this. [Points at Elaine's huge speech on his Chain.] Right?

[unaffective]

Yes, that's right.

[bowtiedbones]

[well it would just be rude to ignore such a nice message]

Thank you for the invitation. I'll be glad to stop by :D

[hissoff]

[ ......... honestly he could respond to her via text. but he'd rather just show up at the party and find her to talk face-to-face instead. though he probably meets her in the hallway. ]

-- oh? You're not staying for your own party?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ perched somewhere (relatively) glitter free, nursing a bowl of soup and looking obnoxiously like the cat that got into the cream

...people who saw her bubble herding the other day and spot certain colors of the glitter currently infesting the common room might be able to put two and two together to figure out why. watch your step! :) ]

[unaffective]

[ very carefully avoiding the pink spots in particular, getting some food into a bowl for herself to eat ]

Thank you for your help.

[nihilmancy]

Ah. It looks like you were able to make use of the stuff after all.

[hissoff]

..... well you look happy with yourself.

[ says the man that has been doing his very best to step as far around all the glitter as possible on his way to get a plate of curry ]

[assassinatedassassin]

[This nameless Senna learned from the last trial and is wearing more clothes today. He's also got a bunch of glitter in his hair and fluffy ears, which is probably going to be a nightmare to get out later.

Mostly he's just been doing odd tasks like hanging up paper snowflakes or spreading even more glitter around. One can probably find him people-watching in a corner with some plain water later on, though.]

[bowtiedbones]

[watching him put up snowflakes]

Hi, maybe a weird question, but are you guys going to be keeping the snowflakes when the party's over?

[hissoff]

[ ....... stares...... it's not colored glitter, is it? ]

[cawnflict]

...who okayed this [ Indicating the glitter... ] again?

[ He's asking anyone, as if he had no part in this, despite the telltale smell of food on him. He helped. He did not help Elaine write all of that, or the glitter, but the rest he can lay partial claim to.

(Don't ask him if he's had fun.) ]

[unaffective]

[ is probably like, on her way out with some food by this point. she follows his gesture with her eyes, then looks back up ]

It is a mode of decoration, isn't it...?

[ghostfromthemachine]

...I don't know if anyone okayed it, exactly...

[nihilmancy]

This is your team's link, isn't it?

[Looking sidelong at the spread of food laid out.]

[assassinatedassassin]

No one. Prolly.

[But the deeds are done. Pathiri definitely helped with the glitter, it's obviously stuck in his fur for the next month.]

[hissoff]

I'd like to know the very same thing. [ hey he grabbed a plate of curry and then got the fuck out of the way of any big piles of glitter, how are you ]

Also, thank you kindly for the 500 sparks~

[bowtiedbones]

Oh gosh, you guys did a great job! It looks like a holiday in here!

[she is, however, giving that glitter a wiiiiide berth on her way to the food. she even came extra prepared with a new pair of rainboots on.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ —LAUGHING. she's perched on the back of a couch herself, high up enough to be in a sort of safety zone ]

Oh, that's one way to do it— anyway, we did our best!

[nihilmancy]

[Carefully avoiding any areas that seem especially dense with glitter, Tabby paces aimlessly around the room, not exactly sure what one is supposed to do at parties.]

[dragonblooming]

This is an awful lot of glitter.

[cawnflict]

[ oh, it's you.

he has to keep an eye on you now, since you seem really good to bet on in the future!!!!!!! ]

Let it be know... it wasn't my idea.

[stakesthesame]

[ A VERY LATE TAG but panther is Here ]

Wooooaaah... dude this is rad, I'm starvin'.

[nihilmancy]

There's plenty of food here. And some glitter too.