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Who: Everyone
What: The open April log.
When: The month of April.
Where: All over.
Notes: N/A

April Open Log

All you need is love.

So the Sphere heard that some of you guys are lonely. It doesn’t want you to be lonely so it has decided that even though it’s not really February the people within its confines and connected to them deserve to have a sort of Valentine’s Day anyway. Celebrating love (all sorts of love, definitely not merely the romantic sort) is on display. Think pink and red and white and loads of hearts and rainbows.

all you need is some kind of love.

In the middle of the merchant dome, some of the stalls pushed aside a large pink and white stripped tent is set up. Inside is a series of small tables, each set up with numbers and two seats each. When people go in and register to receive the number, they are given three initial options. Option one is romantic dating with further subcategories based on gender preferences (if any) and orientation. The second option is for friendship. The Sphere wants you to make friends! A third option only open to the adults within the Sphere is for hooking up and no strings attached sex. That is also sectioned by orientation and preferences.

Each option you pick allows people to talk for five minutes before people move onto the next person. At each station is the option for ice breaker cards. Think would you rather or describe your perfect date (date date or a friendship date. Whichever you’re working on.) Should players wish it, there are various unnamed NPCs around for people to chat up, hook up with or whatever. Go a little bit nuts with it.

it's all for a good cause

John put a post up that calls for the option to sign up for (or to be signed up by someone else) for a date that’s auctioned off. She somehow managed to convince Max to host said auction (but don’t ask how. You don’t want to know what she had on him) so he is your MC for the night.

The gala takes place in the same tent as the speed dating, but it’s been made over to look rather gala like. There’s fairy lights and silk on the tables and an open bar with circulating free champagne. And everything else of course. As always with the sphere there’s food in abundance, things that typically one might think of in a romantic context: strawberries and oysters and chocolate and finger foods. It’s that sort of party. None of it has any effect though. Too many people imbibing for that.

There’s a small band playing for people who are interested in dancing, and various NPCs are currently using it. It’s a good party, lively and inviting.

i get by with a little help from my friends.

So, you know how the people within the Sphere tend to force festivals on you? Well, a big part of those is always food and gifts. These particular foods and gifts tend to come in the form of small valentine’s cakes or candy, or flowers for those not inclined for food. The flowers are yellow however, because this isn’t about love. This is about friendship. There’s signs for free hugs, and random people have been hired to go about telling folks that so and so is their friend. Even if they’re not. But they’ll still follow you down the street and spout things like poetry and cheers in the honor of epic friendships. Even if they’re not really all that epic--the friendships or the poetry.

let's go to the movies, let's go see the stars

Some people may remember a few months ago when Alex badgered Max into letting them have an open area movie screening. This time she didn’t need to do it! In the middle of the rec dome, a large screen has been set up, and there’s space for people to have blankets or chairs from home set up in front of the screen. Various vendors have set up carts or stalls here and there, selling the sort of foods that one would expect at the movies (popcorn, homemade candies, soda, juice, wine and beer, nachos and that sort of thing) along with some that one may not expect: (full curry dinners, burgers, basically a bit like a food truck festival. If you can imagine it it’s there.)

Before the movie, there’s cartoons running, some familiar, and some not, and this is an event that people have seemed to have taken to well. Children run around here taken with the idea for the movie, and it’s a fun, summery festive sort of atmosphere with a community vibe, despite the wine and beer for sale.

we're heckling! it's good to be heckling again!

The movie is a buddy movie double feature, and both of them are rated R, but there’s no one checking IDs so go nuts. The movies that are being shown are Hot Fuzz and The Heat because that’s just what buddy comedies happen to be. But movies aren’t to everyone’s taste and there are some people who have taken this to go full on commentary about them. Do you join in or shush them? It’s entirely up to you!

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Speed Dating - Hook Ups Time 18+ Plus, male and female welcome

There is a lot to be said about the value of this particular speed-dating set up. Both of Tommy's implied booty calls seem to have attention elsewhere, so, like, there's that. Good thing he's an adult in the end, even if he's only, like, nineteen. It's still enough for him to be here and not apologize.

When someone sits down opposite him he performs the most important icebreaker of all. He puts his hand against his clear glass of water and lets his hand vibrate.

"Let's be frank here, my biology means I have super human stamina. My healing factor and accelerated metabolism means I get it up fast and often. And I can vibrate my tongue and fingers faster than any toy you can pick up here. So, yeah. Options. And answer quick before someone comes to drag me over to the romance area because that JUST KEEPS HAPPENING."

Because he's been collected far too many times and all he needs is some contact information before he gets cockblocked AGAIN.

Speed Dating - Romance 17+, Male and Female welcome

Tommy Shepherd. Does Not. Want To. Be Here. He did not agree to this. He did not want this. But at various points during his time over in the Hookup area, he's been... Collected. First there had been Bev, flagrantly breaking the 'age appropriate' lines, twisting his ear, and dragging him over to the relationship area. When he had managed to slip back over it had been Baz who had come over, whlie Tommy was talking to this really shapely woman with teal hair, to absolutely coerce him into the romance booth by offering apricot danishes. Then Lorna had come to put her opinion out there. After that it had been Jeff with puppy eyes and guilt trips moving him. And the final, worst blow was Wanda. First there had been disappointed looks. Then, when he'd turned away from that, there had been the red curl of power pinning him to the chair as it was dragged from one section of the tent to another.

His friends and family meddled too much.

So no matter whether Tommy arrives at the table under his own power or not, there's a very frustrated looking speedster at the table, fingers carding through his hair as he slouches.

"I'm Tommy. I've never been on a date and my family and friends have decided I don't get to get away with that. Uh... I literally don't know what to say?"

Date Auction, Wait What?

Tommy Shepherd had not signed himself up for the date auction. Not once. Definitely not four times. How the FUCK in particular had he pissed off Max enough to find himself up here so repeatedly? Each time, when the winning bid is decided and he heads down to meet his 'date', he's a little bit redder. A little bit angrier. But he's trying REALLY hard not to be an asshole because his friends will find a way to torment him for it, clearly.

Stupid confession video.

"Hey," he mumbles when he meets his auction winner. "Congratulations on your brand new Tommy-bot."

Movies Night

This, at least, was not something designed to torment him this month, and Tommy was relieved. His first month here at the domes he'd found himself at the movies, and he'd made fast friends with Loki, weird, right? But now here he is once again, flopping down on a stretch of ground surrounded by a wealth of food. If there was something a stand had he's got at least one serving of it in reach. And plenty of blanket space to share still.

Perhaps he owes a date. Perhaps speed-dating went off well and this is a follow up. Or perhaps it's just a question about the food or the draw of the movie, but Tommy's there, quite pleased to be sitting down to the movie. Happy enough to smile and wave to whoever approaches.

"Movie night, am I right?"

Speed Dating - Romance (she is 30/31 in game)

[She isn't interested in a random hook up but at the same time, Wanda isn't sure if she's interested in a committed relationship either. Everyone she's ever loved has died. So far Tommy is the exception and she knows that in time she'd loss him as well.

For now, she wants to live her life to the fullest of her ability and that means having someone to share it with, even if its temporary.

Wanda is dresses in a love wine red dress that drapes over her curves and shows off lithe lethal muscles. She greets her new companion with a smile and a slight mischievous glimmer in her misty green eyes.]

I should start by letting you know that Tommy Shepherd is my son. From an Alternate Universe but I'd like to state it up front. I do not want things to be awkward later.

[Just in case.]

Date Auction

[Wanda is introduced as a beautiful woman who could easily defend you in even the roughest parts of the sphere. She is a talented cook who utilizes exotic spices and other interesting materials for an exciting meal. She is a skilled conversationalist and enjoys a good glass of scotch to end the day.

When the auction is over she greets the winner with a soft smile, her red hair curling around her shoulders in lazy waves.]

What would like us to do for your date?

Wild Card

[ooc: I am on hiatus this month and slow. I am happy to do anything but I needed a break hence taking things slow. Let me know if you want something with Mama Wanda or any of mine really. I can make a starter here.]

Speed Friendship? Count Her In! (for new CR!)

While a romantic date is something Sayori would like to avoid as much as possible, More friends are always welcome! And the option t know more people very quickly is very attractive to her.

So she signs up for the speed friendship event, taking a seat at he numbered table and tapping her feet anxiusly as she waits for whoever she's paired up with. When her partner approaches the table, she can't help but smile wide.

"Hello, my name's Sayori! Wait... maybe you already know that? I made a broadcast once telling everyone my name. Unless you are new? Ah, sorry, I'm just a little anxious I never done this before!" She's just talking almost non-stop.

Dance, Eat and Be Merry! (for everyone!)

Sayori is excitedly munching on the treats at the gala. She's dressed a lot less fancy than the situation calls for, but she isn't there for the romantic or dating aspect of the party so she's trying to attract the least amount of attention possible.

"Ah... these chocolate covered strawberries taste sooooo gooood!" Sayori happily says to herself, stuffing another strawberry inside her mouth. Maybe someone better tell her not to eat so much so she doesn't regret er decisions the next morning. Maybe convince her to go to the dance floor next to the band?

Movie Night - Moving pictures have come a long way!

Llewellyn was quite interested in this aspect of the events that had been planned for April, the younger members of the sphere had occasionally referring to movies and the like as though they were a good frame of reference when it came to certain subjects. He never quite got them of course, but they certainly always sounded interesting.

Regardless of the theme, it was soon clear to him that the technology (and the acting) involved in moving pictures had come a very long way compared to those that he’d seen in his own world. James Pendrick would have practically had a stroke over the quality, and the immersive nature of it all without those ridiculous ear pieces that everyone had to wear in his time. ...The man would also probably have been a little smug to see that movies with sound had clearly beaten out silent-films contrary to popular belief that they would never catch on.

He’s visited the food trucks several times now, sampling a little bit of everything when he makes his way back to where the ‘cartoons’ were being broadcasted before a movie and almost bumping into someone in his distraction. “Oh-! I didn’t see you there. You’re uh... quite alright, I hope?”

The Auction - Wait—! But!! I was only here for the food!

Llewellyn wasn’t sure about the theme of the gala, but he wasn’t one to turn down an opportunity to get dressed up in fancy attire and enjoy the company of those who might not mind having him around. Should no one want that, and the random meandering conversations that accompanied any socializing with him, then there was always the food.

He had visited Angel’s shop around the time that the announcement had gone up, knew that his usual clothing wasn’t suitable for a formal event. The plaid wool suit he usually wore did have a patched bullet hole in the sleeve, after all. This evening instead found him dressed in a black pinstripe, three-piece suit and silk tie.

He was enjoying the chance to sample the champagne when someone made him aware that he’d been signed up for the date auction of all things. His eyes nearly popping out of his head at the news that someone had thought to sign him up at all, the thought that he needed to loosen up (he really did, though) and have some fun— as if he did’t know how to have fun! He did! Food was fun! Sampling wine was fun! Reading was fun. Listening to the idle chatter of other guests was fun!

This was not what he had in mind at all.

He had been described as an ‘Animated, sharp-witted man and aficionado of interesting cuisine.’ Which, if he weren’t feeling so utterly betrayed by whoever had signed him up, would have made him laugh. Well... Maybe not laugh. Probably question them extensively on whatever had possessed them to describe him as such. It was, after all, a nice way of saying that he was fidgety, prone to fixating on specific things, and liked to eat anything.

Still, someone had taken an interest and here he was. Stood before the person who had won the auction, body language stiff and mood a bit prickly. He... Was going to try to at least be nice, the person who won him hadn’t known he didn’t sign up for this, after all.

... Probably.

“Mm... I’m to be your company for a time, then. I uh— I don’t suppose you’d like to find a place to sit and eat, would you?”

Speed dating | Friends

Ben isn't used to any of this. He's still getting used to the concept of 'friends,' and asking about it seemed like something others would find weird. People probably thought of him that way anyway; not that he would blame them. Having been Kylo Ren for so long, and before that being a Jedi-in-training didn't exactly help a person be anywhere near what people around here would consider normal. But Jeff had suggested that he try this, and Jeff was his only friend. So he would make an endeavor to – by signing up for this strange auction (it seemed weird).

After consulting several shop owners, he'd finally settled on a tuxedo (He'd been told that it was perfect for the occasion). Nervously, he looked out at the people gathered, taking an offered refreshment as he frowned severely. Why had he ever thought this was a good idea? Why had he listened to Jeff?'

Friend festival

Ben knows he said he didn't know how to make friends, but this is insane. He's had several people insist that they've been friends forever, at least five people offer to give him hugs (or just hug him without asking) and a few offers to 'Go back to their pod and strike up a great friendship.' He's pretty sure he doesn't want to dwell on that.

As he makes his way around, bewildered by all of this and, offering the politest smile he can remember to make, he picks up some food and finds a quiet corner to regain his bearings and his breath. This was a lot to deal with, after all.

Edited 2020-04-13 05:06 (UTC)

( A. To the Movies )

Most of the time he has been following around Sansa and doing the activities as she wished, indulging in the sweets and what not that there is. He's trying to appear more happy for but the weight isn't particularly much lighter despite all the things that so many people had told him, the conversations with Jon and with Sansa. It's the sort of sin that they can't forgive or wash away from him. It's not theirs that he needs. But -- he is trying.

So maybe you've caught him at a time when Sansa has wandered off to talk to a friend or get a refill of drinks or snacks. He's trying to pay attention to the movie but it's hard to follow and he feels antsy to move.

Maybe you're sitting nearby or walking past you might hear a mutter of "What is the appeal of this anyway?"

( B. Wildcard )

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( A. For a good cause )

The last thing Alfred expected was to somehow be signed up for the auction. He frowns because he definitely doesn't remember putting his name in for any such thing. The king doesn't seem particularly happy during the bidding process. As soon as it's over he heads to get a glass of alcohol and may or may not be dodging the person that won the auction for a date with him.

Such a thing would have had his mother livid as it would be considered beneath his station.

Alfred, though? He's just embarrassed by this whole affair.

( B. Wildcard )

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( A. Speed Friendship )

Gar knew he needs to get out of his whole funk that he's been in since he'd gotten more information about what happened at home. He's been struggling to keep his usual smile in face but he's actually done a good job at fooling people he thinks aside from that stupid confession post which had had him avoiding nearly everyone (not to mention avoiding Dick which is hard when you live in the same dome and all).

But he's here, in jeans and his white and red jacket with a green paw print on the sleeve zipped up as he settled at one of the tables. He needs to make more friends and maybe he'd stop struggling so much. Fake it till you make it right?

"Hey!" he greets cheerfully when you sit down.

( B. Movie Night!)

Movies are like in the top five things that Gar's totally into. He hasn't watched a movie in a long time, actually video games had been hard to come by here too he's found. But this is kind of a cool vibe. It reminds him of those 80s movies and he liked the atmosphere as he got himself a huge thing of popcorn, nachos and a few beers.

Yes, that's all for him!

But he's willing to share or at least invite you to watch the movie with him. So if you catch eyes with him he'll grin and wave at you. "You can sit with me if you like."

( C. Wildcard )

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( A. Speed Friendship )

There's a bit of goading by current friends to get Michael to participate in this. He's dressed in jeans that somehow seem like they're greasy and a white t-shirt that has much the same thing going on. His black cowboy hat is planted on his head as he looks across at whoever it is that's stuck with the brooding and already slightly drunk cowboy.

"Got an icebreaker you want to try or some bullshit?"

Look he let someone bully him into doing this it didn't mean he was going to put in full effort.

( B. Gala, Thanks Sansa )

The only thing that made this 'party' better than prom is that the alcohol wasn't contraband and there wasn't a lot of stupid high school drama and secrets from Max and Isobel about who he really wanted to be taking to prom. He'd been arm-twisted into showing up but Sansa had worked some magic and managed to convince Michael to wear a suit. He'd been resistant but she'd made it and Michael is generally willing to bend to his friend's will more often than not.

So he's there looking vaguely uncomfortable in a dark blue fitted suit. His cowboy hat was left at home but the boots were still in place. His hair is a curly mess that he clearly hadn't even tried to tame and had drawn the line with Sansa on.

He's going to be circling the area where the alcohol is for the most part and watching the auction vaguely thinking how much Isobel would have liked this sort of thing -- or more likely would have taken it over and made it more ridiculous.

( C. Old Town Road at Movies )

The thing about this set up is that it sort of makes Michael miss his truck more than usual. He loved his damned truck after all but it's perfect for watching a movie outdoors. The blankets don't even come close to it. So he's feeling nostalgic as he nurses whisky, his cowboy hat on and a dark grey t-shirt with a jacket on for this and what is probably the same pants as the speed friendship rounds complimented by cowboy boots.

He's really ridiculous, feel free to tell him so.

There's definitely points where he's looking for Alex or Sansa to spend some time with but there's plenty of time that he can be found solo.

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Edited 2020-04-14 06:54 (UTC)

[Speed dating - Friendship]

This? Probably not something that Alex ever thought he'd be doing. Some of the men in Iraq had done something like this before. They'd given him stories about it. Or, how they'd met their true love this way. Whether he believed them or not was a whole other story.

He's dressed up in a nice pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Not wanting to pull out the military garb for something like this.

[Movie Night]

It had been, what feels likes, forever since he'd actually seen a movie. Seen one and seen it all the way through. Hell, it even felt weird to actually be out and about in civilian clothes and not walking the grounds in military garb. There were a few people trying to talk, in hushed tones, during the movie but he ignores them. He was going to enjoy the night if it was the last thing he did.

[Wildcard]

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A. Speed Dating (Open to Speed Friendship too!)

Try everything at least once. That's been Charis' motto for thousands of years and it's probably never going to change. So, here she is, trying out the Sphere's version of speed dating. Truth be told she's much more interested in seeing if she can find someone amusing enough for a good time rather than an actual romantic date. Commitment means getting close to someone and that's never really been her expertise. A little bit of fun though, well, she's definitely not against that.

She's got a white dress on that hugs her form, with thin spaghetti straps hanging off her shoulders. Anyone that sits across from her is met with a smile that has a hint of mischievousness and curiosity to it. At least she makes it clear from the start that she's probably not taking this seriously at all. Then again there isn't much that she takes seriously these days.

"Just to be upfront, I'm an empath," she tilts her head and throws out a quick grin. "So, if you get too attached too fast, I'll know." And more than likely cut and run. Her tone is light, flirtatious, and definitely teasing. Though, there's also a hint of a warning, an underlying attempt to make sure nobody expects too much from her.

B. Auction

[ Whoever signed Charis up for this will have hell to pay later. Not that she's particularly thrilled with the person who "bought" her either. Her arms are folded across her chest as the auction winner approaches her and she offers something that could almost be considered a smile. Maybe. Though you might have to try very hard to actually interpret it as a smile and not a grimace. ]

Been a long time since anyone's bought me. [ Long doesn't even come close to describing it. The last time anyone bought her it was thousands of years ago back on her own home-planet of Khera. One of the negatives of being a part of the slave caste on her planet. ]

I don't think they lasted too long after that. Unfortunate accident. [ She smirks and despite her comments her tone is actually pretty playful. ] So, what do you want to do with your prize?

C. WildCard

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Edited 2020-04-14 21:09 (UTC)

open | it's all for a good cause!

[Have you ever seen a heckler at a dating auction before? Well, you can check that one off of the sight-seeing list.

Richie sits front and center of the proceedings, ducking away and hiding whenever someone tries to kick him out, only to inevitably end up back in his seat. He shouts fake bids, wildly escalating things, or drastically underbids the person who spoke before him. The table he's sitting at occasionally loses entire plates of finger food as he pinches them and slides under the tablecloth, eating on the floor until he pops back up to shout in a terrible pirate accent,]

Fifty gold pieces and a bottle of rum fer one night at sea!

[There's a half empty bottle of champagne under the table too. Someone should probably put a stop to this.]

open | i get by with a little help from my friends | 1st-18th

[This whole belated Valentine's thing really isn't Richie's jam. The constant parade of unprompted, honest affection is uncomfortable at best, and anxiety inducing at it's worst. In one of his finer moments, someone spewing romantic poetry prompted Richie to make a frantic getaway, his middle finger raised as they attempted to follow him through a dome.

Here's the thing, though: he loves his friends. He really, actually does, in a big scary sort of way. And they've stuck by him, even after- well, after finding out some truths he was sure would push everyone away. And he wants to show his gratitude, (you know, without talking about feelings out loud) but he's never been good at picking gifts, so Richie ends up with armfuls of candy and chocolates and small gifts, intending to dump them all somewhere and sort out what the other Losers would actually like.

You might find him wandering around mid collection, or when he's finished, and there's a pretty clear trail of dropped presents to a spot in a lesser used dome, where Richie sits amid his spoils, sorting through them with a frown on his face.]

closed to eddie | set my alarm, turn on my charm | 16th

[It's very decidedly not a date, but Richie's gut doesn't seem to know that, with the way it's squirming.

He and Eddie went to see movies together all the time, before this. It shouldn't be any different, not really. They're just going to share a blanket, and maybe their fingers will brush when they reach for the food at the same time, and that's all Richie should hope for. The achievable. It would be cool if 'don't barf' made it onto that list as well.]

Eds, I can see you slacking over there. The blankets gonna end up covered in dirt, and then you won't use it, and you'll complain for the whole movie that you're cold, and I'll be forced to stick my finger in your ear, so let's just get on top of this shit before it happens, yeah?

[They're almost done trekking all their stuff from the dorm to the rec dome, and Richie is hoping that leaning hard into the good old pillar of teasing Eddie will stop him focusing too hard on their destination and psyching himself out again.]

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