Come gather 'around the fire...

[kismet_loop_mods]

Who: Anyone
What: A gathering for the citizens of Haven.  A time to relax and mingle...and a little something more.
When: All day and night of the 14th
Where: Outside of The Hub, and perhaps inside too if you wish.
Event: Not everything is as it seems.  Some of the offerings will cause some...unexpected results.

The Guardians have been hard at work getting the large open street outside of the Hub and Warehouse set up for a massive gathering.  There were tables set up all over the place full of all kinds of food, drink, and fuel.  A large bonfire had been set up in the middle of everything, and various volunteers rotated in and out throughout the day and night playing various kinds of music or providing other types of entertainment.  There would be a constant flow of music, skits, acrobatics, and magic tricks.  The festivities will be held throughout the day.

Not everything would go as planned, though.  There were a few tables among that many that had been set up courtesy of the Miasma.  They go unnoticed with everything else going on.  Really, there is enough for literally hundreds of people of various races, the handful of suspicious tables are easy to miss.  The contents of these tables will have peculiar effects on those who consume the contents offered upon them.  Nothing harmful really, just some effects to further encourage the lighthearted purpose of this gathering.

((ooc: tag in, mingle, have fun.  Effects can last for only the party or through the end of the week, and can be mixed as much as you want.))

Comments

[transitioner]

A cat padded around through the festivities - exploring, observing, interacting as much as those around it would tolerate. Children loved it. Adults were more mixed. The cat took it all in stride.

It wasn't often that it got to observe and enjoy such gatherings as a known participant.

[ye_olde_engineer]

Wheeljack is dancing like a maniac by the bonfire! What fun! Not that he's any good at it, but HEY WHO CARES?

Oh, wait . . . the musicians just finished their set, and he's /still/ dancing. Has he finally lost his mind?

[do_not_meddle]

Rathan is perched on a building overlooking the revelry. He's shapechanged himself down quite a bit in size so he doesn't crush it. Part of his job is to keep the bonfire going, but also he's just enjoying watching the added mania from the offerings on the Miasma-generated tables. Of course the dragon picked up on the magic right away, but he's determined that it's all harmless, regardless of who ingests it. Does he bother to warn anyone, his fellow Guardians included?

Haha, nope. This is far too entertaining to spoil needlessly.

[notyourblueangel]

Thundercracker's sitting at a table in absolute hysterics. Wow, who broke through the now-giggly Seeker's walls to find his sense of humor? The jokes weren't THAT funny, were they?

[thankyou4myheart]

Deckard is off to the side. He's just finished talking to the chief of police, who has turned to some other acquaintances. Deckard himself is now starting to wander through the crowds a bit more, looking for a familiar face.

[hotheadwarmheart]

Lea had heard the announcement about the bonfire party, and thought it might be a good idea to get Jendayi a bit more (supervised) interaction with the others. Besides, who was he to turn down free food and festivities? It sounded like fun.

Thus, after giving Jendayi instructions not to go too far, he strolled along the food tables, gradually filling his plate. Yessir, this party looked like it'd be a good time all around.

[not_a_ghost]

Sirrah eventually does come down to walk among the party goers. Really, this was all too amusing to keep distant from.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

Drift's hanging off to the side somewhere, more content in calmer, quieter areas. He's not really feeling overwhelmed by the party or anything, but for now he's perfectly happy to hang back and people watch.

[the_other_green_seeker]

Jadewing didn't know what was in this energon, but it was good stuff whatever it was. And it was going to his processor faster than Skycutter's bootleg high grade. And here he'd thought this party was going to be boring...

[fractalize]

In some sad attempt to be social, Elsa decided, sure, we'll go to this outing, and it'll be fun. There will be food, friends, and entertainment, it'll be just like a calm, but properly festive ball back at home. No big deal.

A couple of desserts later, (because she's guilty of missing chocolate cakes that Gerda used to make.) suddenly everything is overwhelmingly...light. Airy. Everything seems like it's going to be alright, and that tonight was going to be more than just a 'normal' outing, no, it was going to be fun, and she was going to make it fun if it wasn't.

And that was only after a couple of petite fours. No one let her near any wine or champagne, or it'll be a winter wonderland by the end of the night. She's already tottering to and fro, her ice heels in her hand (in her hand, not melted away like anyone with coherancy would've thought. They're in her hand.)