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Holiday mingle log

It’s the most wonderful (welcome) time of the year

Christmas is coming earlier and earlier every year, which isn't a surprise but hey they're starting the Christmas/Winter stuff the week before thanksgiving. Because why not. this month’s party takes place in the Merchant dome. But it’s not the everyday appearance of the merchant dome. No, for the next five days the Merchant dome’s appearance has been altered to look like a sort of Bavarian Christmas Market. There are small clusters of tables every so often, so people can just sit and chat and eat and drink.

Some enterprising person has even managed to make it snow through some unknown means. It’s not cold, but the snow is soft and steady and slowly building up.

The entire dome, all of the streets and all of the merchant stalls are practically glowing with white fairy lights that are strung everywhere. Vendors in their stalls gleefully cry out to paterons passing by, offering them free food or drinks. The food consists of the sort of things that one might expect to find in a place like this: sausages on buns and on sticks, pretzels, pizza, loads of cookies of every variety that one could think of, including elaborately decorated gingerbread, chocolates, fruits, french fries. Think winter fair food, and be as absurd and as complicated and extra as you want. It is a fair, after all. Go nuts. Drinks are also along the same line: hot cider, mulled wine, hot buttered rum, hot chocolate both with booze and without, as well as all the normal things: water, coffee, tea, milk, soda, and a variety of fruit juices that you’ve both heard of and not.

But food isn’t the only free thing that people are giving away! They’re also offering characters hats and gloves and scarves, small toys, books, delicate ornaments, perfumes, wine… it’s a giant welcome party after all, and these people are cheerful and happy. Even offering to pay just gets met with laughter and being told not to worry about it.

Fun and frivolity.

There are even carnival rides set up! A medium sized ferris wheel, a carousel, a giant slide and ice skating ring are all along the outside of the stalls.

At the far end of the dome, the snow has fallen deeper and held to several inches. Wouldn’t you know it just happens to be perfect snowball snow! So, there of course needs to be a snowball fight! What did you think those free mittens and gloves and scarves are for after all? The snowball fight can be organized into teams, or one on one depending on the player’s choice. This is a friendly fight, of course, so no rocks or slush balls or anything. Well, probably not. No one in the Sphere is your mother.

So you want some summer?.

While the welcome party rages on in the merchant dome, people have made a smaller party in one of the recreation domes. Around the pools, as a matter of fact. There’s almost like a small barbecue clustered around the largest of the three pools, and the light is constant and sunny here. The large pool is olympic sized, and is a sparkling blue. It’s fresh water, and probably clean enough to drink. I still wouldn’t drink it. The second pool is slightly smaller and more kidney shaped with a gradual sand mound at one end of it. This pool is salt water and looks a bit more like a beach than a pool. The third pool is a kiddie pool, complete with a splash pad, that’s running. Buckets drop, it’s got one of those mushroom things, and sprinkler jets. There aren’t any kids though, so people are welcome to go nuts.

Bathing suits and towels are provided in the changing rooms. There’s frozen and fruity drinks flowing freely, along with finger food and snacks. Loud music is playing from a local band that’s just generally of a pop sort. There’s people dancing rather in a rather haphazard fashion, but the dance floor is there and present!

Oh yeah, and there's definitely the baths and everything too!

Network.

In the Sphere, the network is neural, and accessed via touching the glowing golden circle behind your character’s ear. They can identify themselves with a screen name if you so desire, but messages should be one of three ways or a combination of them. 1. Audio. Your character thinks audible words onto the network. 2. Writing: Your character thinks text into the network. 3. Video. Your character projects a broadcast of a video of themselves onto the network. Replies are determined by the player.

The network needs to be accessed by choice, so character broadcasts are not automatically beamed directly into people’s heads. The Sphere isn’t that rude.

Private messages are allowed by pressing and holding and pressing and holding again as you picture the person in your mind. This can be an image or a name, err more on the side of things being more accessible than less.

Welcome to my nightmare.

For anyone within the architecture dome, the library dome, the sunlight rec dome and any personal dome that people chose, around midnight people will have a curiously tired sensation. They just need to rest their eyes for a moment, or some may fall asleep for longer. No matter the length of time that the character is out, the nightmare infects them, and when they wake they will be filled with a curious but urgent sensation.

They have lost something. The loss can be a physical object, an emotion, a memory, a person or perhaps a sense of self. If the lost person is currently present in the game, they will be unable to be seen by the character who is experiencing the waking nightmare. Urgency will grip the character, because the longer the sensation goes on for, the worse it becomes. Characters can search and scrounge for their loss everywhere, but until the nightmare is over, they will not find whatever it is. Even if it is themselves. Instead, they may be frantic, angry, or just play old scared to death. They need to find this at whatever cost. Where they may find it is something that their own brains will settle on, but of course until the nightmare is over, they will not be able to.

The nightmare ends with either the character falling into a normal, restful sleep naturally or through some other means (someone might mention the infirmary has sedation medication just for the is purpose, or that there’s always a brick) or when they are woken with the intervention of someone else. The intervention of someone else is entirely up to you, and can come from a player character or a NPC, depending on how the player is feeling with the thread. By intervention we mean someone who is able to talk the person out of the nightmare, or to slap or shake them out, or to use some sort of trick that shows them that they are indeed inside of a nightmare. The knowledge that someone is affected by a nightmare must come from an external source, and should come from a character that your character would trust. After all, would you believe someone who told you that you were in a nightmare if you didn’t know that? That said, the best way to deal with waking someone is to remove them from the affected domes. Too bad you don’t know which domes are affected.

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Well spotted, gent! What great eyes you have!

[He drops the accent when Eddie questions him, immediately rising to the challenge in his voice.]

Of course I'll fucking drink it! I already did!

No you haven't you liar! ( Eddie's experience with wine can be entirely summed up in the handful of church services he's attended in his life, and even then only in the two tiny sips he reluctantly agreed to more recently. safe to say he's not an expert by any means.

but he's absolutely an expert in richie, and for some god unknown reason he's irritated enough by this little display that it seems a great idea to just...goad him on. ) Doing the British guy isn't going to distract me, you can see how full the bottle is!

Yeah, so it's my second! I liked it so much I went back for more! Just like your mom!

[It's nothing new for them to build on each other until one of them does something stupid, and it looks like this time, Richie is the idiot stepping up to bat.

He tilts the bottle up, scrunches up his face, and chugs.

There are a few seconds where he valiantly swallows and it seems like he's got this on lock- and then Richie sputters and coughs, wine spilling down his front as he bends in half and empties his mouth onto the snow. He doesn't vomit- but it looks like he's close, judging from the way he gags.]

( right as the bottle goes up, Eddie becomes very aware of the mistake that he's made. egging on Richie became such a huge focus for him that he completely forgot about this part, where a projection of Richie throwing up would end up in his actual mind.

Richie gags, so Eddie gags, and he physically turns around as if it makes any difference whatsoever. )

Oh my God! Richie! What the fuck? ( Eddie doesn't scream this exactly....but it's hard to find a more accurate word for the high strung retort that comes the moment he gets control of himself. ) That's the stupidest thing I've ever seen, what's wrong with you?!

[If Richie had the presence of mind to be paying more attention right now, he'd find the way Eddie turns around, as if that's gonna fucking do anything, to be completely hilarious.

Instead, he's busy spitting onto the ground until his mouth doesn't taste so foul. Then, with the ease of someone used to making a mess of themselves for the goof, he shrugs exaggeratedly.]

What can I say? I prefer the vintage.

( Eddie gags again, though this time it's definitely more for dramatic effect, thank god. honestly it would be just Eddie's luck to be the one who ended up throwing up despite not even smelling the wine, but it's fine. he's fine. he's almost definitely sure. as long as Richie doesn't retch again, at least. )

You're so fucking stupid, ( he grumbles, eyes rolling heavily and exaggeratedly. ) and disgusting. Why did you even get the wine? We can't drink.

[Richie, who at this point can definitely tell between when Eddie is actually gonna be sick and when he's just being a dramatic little shit, just snickers at him.]

We can't? Speak for yourself Eddiekins, I don't have some mystery ailment stopping me from using my human mouth to ingest wine.

Uh. Except for it tasting like shit, I guess.

Um-- we're so underage dude, how about that? Or am I the only one that gives a shit about laws.

( admittedly Eddie can't speak for this weird place they're in, he hasn't researched their laws or anything like that, but he's still going to try and claim the high ground with this argument all the same. )

What if you get arrested Richie. I won't visit you in prison, I'm serious.

[Wow, Richie's surprised Eddiekins flew under the radar. Is Eddie seriously that concerned about breaking the law in some weird free-for-all bizarro land? It makes him laugh, high and disbelieving, yet delighted at the same time.]

I'm not gonna get arrested, holy shit.

[At the same time that he's talking, Richie starts pouring the wine out in the snow underfoot, until he's drawn something vaguely dick shaped. An effort was made.]

That's pretty fucking cold, though. Just gonna leave me to rot in a jail cell? I thought you were better than that, Eds. I'd at least help plot a break out if it was you.

How do you know? What if a cop watched your stupid video?

( Eddie doesn't even think Richie's going to get arrested, it's just become something to argue about now. he's argued stupider points that he's cared about less just for the sake of being on the opposite side to Richie. this isn't the first time ( and it definitely won't be the last time ) that Eddie's dug his heels in on something purely to counter Richie. )

Stop it, I can see what you're trying to do. Dicks don't even look like that.

( that's hardly what he wants to start arguing about next though, so he very quickly moves on before they end up shouting at each other over dick drawings. )

Nope. If you end up in prison 'cause you're an idiot I absolutely won't come. I'll only write you boring letters to remind you how dumb you are until they let you out.

A cop isn't gonna watch my video. They're doing cop things, why the fuck would they pay attention to some stupid kid!

[It's like a feedback loop. He knows that at this point, Eddie is just arguing to argue, and that makes Richie want to argue more, and on and on until he can't even remember how it started, because it actually doesn't matter. It's not the point. For Richie, at least, the point is knowing he has all of Eddie's attention. But he doesn't think about that part, if he can help it.]

Uh, yeah they do. What, you mean your dick doesn't look like this? That's fucked up! See a doctor!

[Too late. Richie is already laughing, focusing the video intently on his art.

--Until he's busier being faux wounded at Eddie's words, and whining at him instead.]

You don't mean that! You'd miss this mug too much. C'mon, who wouldn't. [Richie promptly pulls the ugliest face he can muster, mouth drooping and tongue lolling out as he pushes his nose up with one finger.]

Because that stupid kid is bragging about drinking wine for everyone to see!

( Eddie literally snaps his mouth shut rather than allow this dick tangent to continue, hoping his indignant expression and angry little gesture does enough of the trick for him.

it's a mistake, because at least that whole conversation kept him fussy and angry. but Richie starts pulling faces and Eddie can already feel his scowl cracking. there's definitely a grin rattling around in there somewhere, threatening to break out, and it's a serious effort to fight down a hint of a laugh. )

That's just how you look all the time, ( Eddie deadpans, and he's definitely starting to sound amused now too. ) they'll probably kick you out for being too ugly and then I won't have to break you out at all.

Can we put a pause on this and rewind to the part where you're more worried about cops than anything else going on here?

[Maybe the reminder of how freaked out they should be isn't actually that funny, but Richie can only laugh, especially in the face of Eddie's tightly wound expression and pointed gestures.

It only gets worse when Eddie starts to crack too, and Richie's delight is plain all over his features, even as he pretends to be offended.]

Jeezus, tell me how you really feel, Eds! [wait, hang on-] Hah! So you would try to break me out! Knew it. You basically just admitted it. Guess it's only okay when you're the one breaking the rules, huh? A lone wolf, above it all, outside the law-

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