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The dj addresses the party guests
“what would you like this party to have”
They said reading off a bit of paper handed to them by management.
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“Can you play Butterfly on Your Right Shoulder” by Ren and Len, please?” Aki questioned monotonously. “Thank you.” She said, going to get something to drink.
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Butterfuly on my (your) right. shoulder starts to play
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I havent listen to volcaloid sounds in a while.
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Hello reviving this for a scene if that’s alright
The Celestian Celebratory Ball was now to be held in due time for the achievement of fifteen years of bliss amongst Celestia Haven. Previously the Florists (now noted as NeoFlorists) were taken down alongside the upper Northwest Clan by Queen Evangeline’s parents the former royal couple, King Wilfred and Queen Amelie Le Fay. Alas this beautiful and historic tradition has been held every year by the new King and Queen. Welcome to this grand ball where memories are meant to be made, wishes are to be fulfilled, and a good laugh is to be had.
Music.
This is the song that’s playing when everyone arrives/the ball just begins:
This is the song it switches to once everyone’s settled in eating/dancing:
@BlueInferno
@GlitterFist
@Ouijaloveletters
@Meekepeek
@OhSumana
@Edelgard
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Ahhh I should post, really! AHHHH SO COOL
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Yesss feel free if you need a bit of backstory I can provide it.
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ahhh, yes, please!
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So is this still like a character party?
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Jaxon Cain
“Eva, luv, how exactly did you manage all of this within the few hours of all the racket earlier?” Because the ballroom was absolutely decked out in gold and red, banners and candles all over the place. Half of it was purely ceremonial, but the sheer volume of swaying fabrics and hovering lights would need at least the entire staff at a minimum, and weeks of work. Compared to toppled furniture and the crashed holocraft Varian managed to ride into one of the pillars, this place could have been a new castle. Even the staff played along; nothing was out of place nor was anything betraying the earlier state.
Jaxon guided along Eva on the dancefloor, attempting to not as alarmed as his thoughts. Everywhere else was filled with spinning couples, all sorts of creatures both on the ground and in the air. Flowing dresses, glittering gowns, neon suits, all of it swept together with the hovering chandelier at the top. Whatever Eva arranged for the music, the light orbs blinked and switched colours accordingly. Deepest blues for the slower songs, shifting in-between hues of lilac and vermilion, yet subtracting nothing from the overall golden theme.
Unfortunately, it was for all purposes, perfect. Which naturally threw in a few stray comments like “rigging an electrical system for the lighting would save the egregious magical output,” or “Having an automated staff would reduce any errors of beverage choices being served.” Compared to all the other nobels that were going to walk by completing the queen for her efforts to slapping this all together, it was going to be a long night. As soon as the numbers started to dwindle, Jaxon was going to hop on getting a stand-in hologram to escape the pointless praise.
The next time he twirled his wife around, there was a momentary glance toward where the cuisine was lined. “It’s generally not a good omen seeing all three kids together,” he commented, “They’re heading for the kitchens.”
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@GlitterFist - Mace mentioned
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Yeah, pretty much. This thread has been around for a while. It’s just whatever character you have from any RP, but at this one party
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Evangeline patiently waited in the prim and polished royal carriage as it drew closer and closer to the large building that held the yearly celebratory ball, Fifteen years of peace Evangeline pondered with a small sigh, how much could it last with the combination of destruction and her kids on the loose. Regardless, Evangeline was happy to host and attend the ball once again. As the carriage came to a halt one of the carriage drivers opened the door letting the royal family out and of course her kids didn’t hesitate to spring out of the carriage like wild animals and dash through the entrance door slightly scaring the guard standing next to it. With a small curtsy towards the guards and waltzing into the ball that was just getting itself settled with people beginning to dance around the floor and chat.
Her husband, Jaxon strolled up to her with a surprised expression. “How else? I swept the mess up with a small spell and got around two thousand or so guards to work as hastily as possible.” Evangeline smiled, “Granted I could have drew it out to another week but where’s the fun in that?” Evangeline stated as Jaxon guided her to the dance floor and began swaying to the classical song the orchestra performed. Her dark yet shimmering dress flowed behind her as her hair was neatly nestled in a long ponytail.
After a few twirls and spins mixed with idle chatter and giggles Jaxon commented on the kids whereabouts to which Evangeline’s expression blank-faced with an already present headache. Of course, the ball couldn’t withstand simplicity the entire night their kids just had to make trouble every time. “Not tonight. They know this celebration is important and if they dare disrupt the ball I will be grounding them.” Evangeline stated sternly.
Typically she wouldn’t mind a little chaos but on the day of the ball no less?! Evangeline snatched Jaxon’s collar and pulled him towards the back Kitchen doors and peeked inside ducking down to watch what the kids were doing.
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Jaxon Cain
It was an amiable effort to avoid looking awkward while being dragged across the ballroom by a petite bunny woman. On second thought, he should have stayed silent about the kids’ antics. At the worst, they’d have to get a new kitchen with whatever treated were being smuggled. Even then, none of it would be new. Granted, that much drama on the night of Celestia’s Victory Day would raise slight complications about the state of the castle; but it wasn’t like everyone in the kingdom didn’t know how dysfunctional they all were.
Jaxon tugged himself loose, peeling past the doors, only to dodge a high-velocity biscuit launched his way. Across the room were all the kitchen staff tied up with some kind of enchanted lasso, and the additional ring of an electrical fire. Varian didn’t even bother hiding his guilt with the other end of the glowing rope in his hands. Trinity, however, did flash a sly curtsied before making a break for it. The twins disappeared down the rows of pots and pans, all while the fire raged on. It was all more of an annoyance rather than an actual issue, and another blessing to have reliable finances for all these damages.
“If you could undo that…” he pointed at the magical lasso, “…anomaly.” Jaxon snapped out a few spherical bots that swirled around the fires, unfolding and switching tools to douse the spread. That was another group of hired staff that would most likely step down by the morning. It was harder to find a position in the castle dealing with something that wasn’t above their paygrade.
Continued light laughter bounced back down the halls as the sound of more yelps and toppling items followed. “At least this isn’t the worst we’re dealt with,” he commented.
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Sitting alone at the gigantic dining table in the center of the bustling celebration. Everyone in Celestia dared not to meet her eye; They knew that she was a deeply impressive figure, and gave her fear and awe and respect almost equal to that of the King and Queen themselves. She had defended the kingdom steadfastly for four years, ensuring that the enemies who had threatened it on this day so long ago never returned again. She held her head high as she sat perfectly straight in her high-backed dining chair, adorned with glittering medals that showed her achievements. Celestia’s Chief General, watching the party from the sidelines… and sipping her double-chocolate, extra-whipped cream milkshake (with a cherry on top, of course).
Mace may only have been ten, but she already was in no rush to join parties of any kind,no matter how important they were. She didn’t like dancing, nor was she good at it. She didn’t like pretending to be an average little kid so that the adults in the room didn’t have to feel bad about themselves. She didn’t like talking, whether it was small or large. She barely liked wearing this cute little dress- Although it did make her look adorable. Mace was only here for two reasons: The first, or course, being that this was an important celebration of a historical holiday and she was a government official that the party would look bad without. The second, and more important reason, was that whenever there was a ball, the King and Queen let her eat all the dessert she wanted. She’d already raided the kitchen with the Prince and Princess for her first course. The closer Mace got to finishing her 8th milkshake of the night, the less and less she regretted coming in the first place. As long as she had her quiet table and her chocolate, she was perfectly content.
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Bonnie sighed, looking around the ballroom. Her ears twitched in annoyance, listening to the music piping in though the speakers. She scanned the room, her gun in a holster on her hip. She spotted Mace sitting at a table and drinking her eighth milkshake of the night. She chuckled, shaking her head at the young girl’s milkshake obsession. She quite wanted a milkshake herself, but she had to work, so she sighed, leaning against the wall…
@GlitterFist - Mace
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