New Year's Eve Party

[i_am_your_host]

By New Year's Eve, everyone who has ordered something directly from the Bar has received an invitation to Emcee's party, no matter what their means of communication. Or if they've perused the notice board, they've seen a flyer making note of it. Along with emphasizing a fun, casual, and inclusive atmosphere, the invitation provides directions on how to find said celebration: just follow the arrows.

On the night of the party, neon-colored arrow decals that light up if stepped on have been placed on the floor, pointing to the elevator. In the elevator, more arrows point to the button for the garage. And in the garage, even more arrows lead down the aisles between cars, planes, and spaceships. Not sure where you're going? Several of Jay's hive drones are flitting around, making sure no one gets lost. They all guide guests toward a modest, single craft-sized hangar. Except tonight, it's not housing an aircraft (which is now outside next to it, with the note Property of Sahaal on it), but Emcee's New Year's Eve party.

Closed red velvet curtains hang in the wide, open doorway. Pinned to the curtains is a sign that reads WELCOME, and under that, BE KIND. It's an attitude that Emcee hopes is not too difficult to adhere to.

Step through, won't you?

Inside, the party is likely in full swing.

Above, twin mirror balls, one at each end of the room, spin in tandem, casting twinkling lights over everything. The light shifts colors every so now and then, from gold to pastels to rainbows. Placed among the gantries are devices that will release silver confetti onto the crowd below at midnight. The walls are draped with more velvet curtains, hiding the cold steel and providing decorative sound insulation, as upbeat music pumps through the speakers.

On the back wall there's a large digital clock counting down the time.

Meanwhile, Emcee is around, wearing impeccable makeup that will most likely be sweated off before the end of the night; tight, cropped black leather trousers; and a white tank top with the word HOT spelled out with tiny red kisses.

Find your host anywhere, anywhere at all, if he doesn't find you first.


[OOC: Millitimed to New Year's Eve, but open forever! Threadhop, mingle, arrive as couples, have fun!]

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Mingling!

[i_am_your_host]

Catch up with old friends or meet new ones!

There's plenty of space to wander around, and cushy, circular banquettes dot the open floor like islands.

Rest assured, wallflowers will be personally tended to by Emcee. You can't hide.

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[runningred]

Jay, because he's Jay, is fiddling with something. Dressed in tight black jeans and an even tighter tee-shirt that says You only live twice, he's crouched near one of the speakers, adjusting.

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[childofrebellion]

Cassian had seen the set up while working on the X-wing, he liked knowing where everything is before it gets too dark. After working, he goes upstairs and at the counter with his invitation, Bar offers an outfit suggestion.

When he returns, he's in a neater pair of pants that aren't his normal cargo ones and a clean shirt with his black jacket over top, dressing up is something he only ever does for a cover, so he hopes he looks nice. Downstairs, he walks around the space, seeing who's around and trying to spot where Emcee is.

Re: Mingling!

[takingthechance]

Sam's trip down was an... adventure, to put it mildly. Small flying mechanical things do not fit anywhere in her worldview, so she acquired a spanner just in case before continuing on. Now that she's here, and there have been no signs of aerial bombardment, she's attempting to surreptitiously wipe the oil transfer off her fingers with a handkerchief before she manages to get it everywhere.

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[imthepilot]

There's at least one wallflower. Bodhi, just hanging back watching. And avoiding Autor.

There's a rather vivid hickie on his neck, half hidden by a turned up collar. But still he keeps to the edge, near the door.

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[witchfinder_general]

Here is Father Pearse Harman, attending as promised.

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[street_sparrow]

Gavroche shows up in his best clothes, wandering around to see who he can see.

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[just_cant_lose]

Oooh, a party! Jim is feeling much better, and was going to come down to the garage anyway to make sure no one's messed with his time machine. It's no trouble to divert to this hangar, and see if there's any fun to be had.

There doesn't seem to be anyone he knows around, but that's okay. He'll lounge on a seat for a bit, and then go and find a drink or six.

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[is_the_motion]

Bonnie is looking around for Emcee, because he needs a New Year peck on the cheek. But that doesn't mean nobody else is getting a kiss on the cheek if she comes across them in the meantime.

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[jonathanparagon]

Jonathan hasn't met Emcee, as far as he recalls, but a New Year's party is a party. He steps into the room and glances around.

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[onceholyknight]

Michael is quite happy sitting on one of the banquettes, his cane neatly laid on the floor out of the way of passing feet, watching the world go by.

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[wayward_sun]

The Devil arrives, wearing an expensive suit and a brilliant grin.

He just adores parties.

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[makes_the_toys]

[before arriving]

Barry and Cisco have arrived! Barry with his arm around Cisco's shoulders, and Cisco trying to support his possibly definitely inebriated friend.

"Dude-- for real? You've got like a foot on me, I can't-- Barry, use your legs!"

It takes a struggle, but Cisco finally shoves Barry back onto his feet, and the pair surveys the crowd.

"Okay, well, we made it," Cisco says, swallowing nerves.

"LET'S PARTY!" Barry declares, throwing his arms up into the air.

[ooc: two pups, one mun. Catch either (because Barry is definitely going to get away from Cisco) or both, info on talking to both here.]

Re: Mingling!

[configuration_birdwatcher]

Bastion found the invite, followed by the colorful arrows. By the time they finished amusing themself stepping onto and off of the arrows and watching them light up, the hive drones had popped up to greet them. They're currently looking around at all the decorations, slightly dazzled by the sheer quantity of sparkling things and colorful lights.

They're wearing what they always wear: a faded coat of orange camouflage paint, patches of moss stuck to their armor, a few dandelions that settled into the remaining moss on their left shoulder and right knee when they inadvertently trampled a clump of seedheading wildflowers on the Swedish shore, and three incredibly stubborn pink flowers that clung to the top of their head, their chestplate, and their right shoulder despite everything they'd been subjected to.

Remy Lebeau and OTA

[callmegambit]

Remy, sometimes with Noriko, sometimes not, wandered the hall, enjoying the party and talking to those he met up with. he was not often social, not across the Doorline, but today was a special day, and he was willing and able to be here.

He wandered with a drink in one hand, and a card in the other, flipping it idly. Three very small cats, from somewhere, wandered to and from him, sometimes, climbing up to perch on his shoulders, sometimes not.

Eating & Drinking!

[i_am_your_host]

Buffet tables are set up all along the right side of the room. There are sections for snacks and finger foods and desserts of all kinds (ingredients are clearly marked on tags). Things like sausages, cheeses, crackers, and a variety of dipping sauces; sweet and savory tarts, pastries with fruit or vegetable fillings; deep fried treats like potato wedges and latkes; baked bites like mini chocolate cupcakes and multi-colored macarons.

The self-serve drinks tables are divided into alcoholic and non-alcoholic. There's a keg of German beer with a tap at the ready, and an array of liquor including white and red wine await to be consumed. The non-alcoholic table offers soda, fruit juices, iced tea, and of course water, sparkling and plain.

Also, TruBlood for any vampires who happen to stop by.

Grab a flute of alcoholic or non-alcoholic champagne while they last. The next bottle will be popped at midnight!

Throughout the night, waitrats stream in and out to replenish the tables. Eat, drink, and be merry, there's always more.

Re: Eating & Drinking!

[herr_bookman]

Autor's at the buffet table, scarfing down a latke. He hasn't had one in far too long, and while he can barely taste it with the speed he eats, the potato pancake still fills his belly.

Re: Eating & Drinking!

[takingthechance]

If there's anything Sam is comfortable around right now, it's food. And there's so much food, just sitting out there in the open, free to anyone.

So she's taking at least one of everything. She reserves the right to come back for seconds.

And thirds.

Fourths are decidedly not out of the question.

Right now she's trying to corral a handful of tiny meatballs with a strategic deployment of pastries without having the entire thing wobble off onto the floor.

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[irish_vagabond]

Cassidy never passes up a party, and so far, this one seems pretty swell! He has no idea who the host is, but if they've invited total strangers, then they can't be all that bad.

He makes a beeline for the food and drinks tables. He's not going to be an impolite glutton and score an entire bottle of whiskey for himself, but he does pile a plate with at least one of everything, and fills a pint glass with beer from the keg. Any party that has a beer keg is a good one as far as he's concerned.

Also, the music is good, so Cassidy is just gonna stand over here, bopping along while he eats and drinks. (He wonders if they'll play Justin Bieber. But he sure as hell is not making a request.)

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[onceaviking]

A vampire does show up at one point.
Curious - and shy.

The invitation said party so he had asked the bar to borrow some clothes. Which means that for the first time in a while he isn't wearing soft hand me downs but rather clothes that fit.

Black dress pants, a nice pale blue button-down, and dress shoes.

His hair is still a lost cause.

He walks by the buffet tables, looking at the food curiously.
And then he spots the TruBlood.

Have a vampire, who's just tried to surreptitiously wipe his eyes.

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[just_cant_lose]

Meh, food. DRINK THO. Jim finds a pint glass and fills it with German beer - the best kind, let's be real - and then picks up a glass of wine, in case he gets fed up of beer before he finishes the pint.

It's not New Year where he's from, but hell, why not celebrate? There's nothing else to do today.

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[manofbusiness]

Childermass doesn't dance, and he definitely doesn't sing.

He does, however, eat and drink. In moderation.

Singing!

[i_am_your_host]

The rear of the room is draped with a flowing silver tinsel backdrop. In front of it, a shiny baby grand piano and microphone are set up and open to anyone who wishes to perform a song or two. Don't be shy!

Nearby is a karaoke machine (not an evil one, totally voluntary) where anyone is free to sing a song -- the DJ will cue it up for you!

Have a few drinks first to screw up the courage. It'll be worth it.

Re: Singing!

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric arrives, dressed in a tux and looking like a blonde, androgynous member of the Rat Pack. He steals a flute of champagne and heads straight for the piano.

Countdown!

[i_am_your_host]

At a few minutes to midnight, Emcee lowers the music and calls attention on the microphone at the DJ booth.

"Hallo, my darlings! I hope you all are enjoying yourselves. I know I am! But guess what time it is now? It's almost midnight! And even if it isn't a new year in your world, it still can be the start of something new and wonderful here in Milliways. May you live long, laugh loud, and love, love, love."

He points with a sweeping gesture to the digital clock.

"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!"

Emcee pops open a bottle of champagne, and as it bubbles over, sparkling confetti gently falls like snow from the ceiling. "Auld Lang Syne" comes up on the sound system while the lyrics scroll across the digital display in case anyone wants to sing along.

Will you find your first New Year's kiss? Will you embrace a new friend? Or an old one? However you do it, the Master of Ceremonies, as ever, hopes your heart is happy.

[OOC: Treat this thread as a free-for-all: reactions, continued mingling, cheering, toasting, kissing, hugging, etc.]

Re: Countdown!

[runningred]

Jay and George are back just in time for the countdown, looking tired but happy. George rushes over to greet Emcee, twittering happily. Just hangs back. Just smiling.

ALL-NITE DANCE PARTY

[i_am_your_host]

The center of the room is open for dancing. To the left of the room is the DJ booth, where at random points during the evening, Emcee, Jay, or George the little drone is cranking out the dance music all night long.

Find a partner! Boogie with yourself! Just dance!

[For a sampling of the kind of music Emcee has chosen, here are some playlists.]

Re: ALL-NITE DANCE PARTY

[iprotectyou]

Whoo-hoo, dancing! Baze is shaking his hips on the dance floor to Never Gonna Give You Up, throwing his hands above his head and giving himself over to the song completely. He'll boogie his heart out all night long--or until he needs a drink of water.