[ come one come all ]

[foolsaround]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: A party to break everyone into mallowhallow and get them mingling
Where: Orlea
When: March 4th

[ you might have gotten a nice little text message in your communication device, telling you to come party in Orlea. There's all types of alcohol and non-alcoholic drinks, and a mixture of foods to snack on. the music is also pulsing and loud enough to get you wanting to dance.

the party will go on all night till the morning, so bring a date or just bring yourself ]

Comments

[blueeyedflyboy]

Ah, it's not quite like that...

_{[Perhaps the parties at home weren't boring to everyone else, but when there was a lack of desirable dance partners and more mothers trying to marry off their girls than anything else, well...]}

I'm not quite used to parties like this, either. I'd much rather find a book, but...

_{[Experience said that bringing out a book around alcohol was just asking for it to be ruined or destroyed.]}

[poromtedpawn]

[Primo chuckles.]

I would advice you against that, though I doubt you need it. Bringing a book to a party like this is only asking to be bothered forever and have the book ending ruined. Though if what you want is to get people's attention then it is a good strategy.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Well, I know better anyway. Back home, bringing out a book at such events was just cue for the others to destroy it, no matter what it was.

[promotedpawn]

Did the people in your parties not have much love for literature? You made it sound as if the sight of a book would put them in a book-destroyer mood.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Ah, not so much that as many of my colleagues weren't...very nice people. Or at least great appreciators of literature. Usually, they were more interested in acquiring more paper for our papier-mache bust named Madeline, be that books or newspapers.

_{[At least no one was foolish enough to use Ivory's sheet music.]}

[promotedpawn]

You know, that still sounds close to them getting into a book-destroyer mood, just less dramatic and exaggerated. Was Madeline a group project or something like that?

[blueeyedflyboy]

Yes, in a way. She started out as a model of our city, but someone put boobs on it, so it became our mascot of sorts.

[promotedpawn]

How original.

[Not really, but it's still amusing judging by his tone.]

So, why did you came to the party if they aren't much of your thing in the first place? If it's okay to ask, that is.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Ah... Tyler invited me...

_{[And considering how well they were getting along, it would have been rude to not accept.]}

[promotedpawn]

I'll assume you mean he invited you personally and before he invited the rest of the village-... I mean, the rest of the people trapped here.

[The slip annoys and amuses him equally, falling back to old habits so soon?]

It's quite nice of you to accept the invitation either way.

[blueeyedflyboy]

Yes, I suppose. It's not often that I am invited...personally, anyway.

_{[He smiles uncomfortably.]}