open | happy (earth) new year, everyone!

[genice]

WHO: Any and all!
WHERE: 2nd residential floor lounge
WHEN: OOCly 12/31; today.
WHAT: Victor's ICly claimed the day as being the 31st, and subsequently celebrating the "New Year" with anyone who comes by! After sending out a post on the network inviting any of the new arrivals via anomalies to attend, people are welcome to come enjoy a probably very random seeming New Years celebration.
WARNINGS: There is food and alcohol here, beware!

The lounges are interesting spaces, and Victor didn't hesitate to roll up his sleeves and rearrange furniture in this section of the middle floor lounge. A cheery wave to anyone wandering through earlier on the 31st (by his calendar, he's quite cheerful in acknowledging how arbitrary that really is) while he goes about arranging things to his satisfaction, before he jets off again to finish preparing his olivie salad.

It's nowhere near fancy, but he's shown up again with a big, borrowed bowl from his work, containing the closest approximation of olivie salad he'd been able to manage working with the supplies he found on board. There's a tablecloth tossed over the table he's appropriated for holding the foodstuffs, along with simple plates, utensils, cups and bubbling wines (three, okay, that's toeing the line of careful financial management). He's even figured out how to get music playing, though it's hard to say if there's any unifying theme to what plays.

Perhaps the most ridiculous part of any of this is how he's constructed a small cone cap for the brown, fuzzy creature that had been delivered to his bunk last week. That it's a shaved ice cone inverted with the words "Happy New Year" written on it amuses him. The unidentified creature simply coos and purrs and wears the cone hat, not moving off the smaller table it's been set on.

"Happy New Year!" he says to just about anyone walking by, tipping his (oh so classy) cup their way with a smile. Welcome to the party. Bring something to contribute to the table? Very welcome to the party!

[ ooc: please tag in with your own top levels and enjoy a relaxed, informal celebration of the new year (per Victor)! ]

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[bespin]

[ Lando is skeptical of any game that involves somebody blindfolding him, to be honest. ]

How about you tell me about this game of yours and then I'll tell you how much fun I'll have.

[finethanks]

Fufu, is it a game you haven't seen before? [How fun! Okay. He turns to the table, gesturing to one of the templates. It seems to be just a blank face with no features.]

While blindfolded, you pin the features of the face onto this blank slate and see how it turns out in the end. [He holds up one of the eyes, in example.] They turn out funny, most of the time, since you don't know which feature you've picked up or where exactly it might go.

[bespin]

[ Seems innocent enough. Lando seems to debate things for a moment, then shrugs. ]

Sure, why not. I've got nothing better to do.

[finethanks]

Put this on. [He hands Lando a blindfold, and then turns to the table to set the rest down and pick out a template.] We'll create a wonderful piece of art. I'll choose which template once you've been blindfolded.

[bespin]

Alright. [ He takes the blindfold, eyeing the kid warily before putting it on. ] No funny business, now.

[ But he does finally tie the band over his eyes, setting his hands down on the table once it's secured. ]

[finethanks]

Here we go. [Moving the blank face right in front of where Lando's hands rest, he then picks up an ear and taps the back of one of his hands with it.]

Here's one part. The template is right in front of you on the table, so try to place this part where it goes~.

[bespin]

[ Lando takes the part being handed to him and feels around its edges with his fingers. Doesn't feel like a mouth or a nose... so it's either an eye or an ear. He's guessing ear. So he places it down approximately where an ear might go. Except he's misjudged exactly which ear it is, so it's on the opposite side. ]