Late in Liminal Space

[timelessinventor]

Hello, darlings. We have had quite the difficult last couple excursions, and I think we need a bit of a break from all of the gloom.

So, I would propose a celebration when we find ourselves in our next Liminal Space, as, if I do not miss my guess, it is close to the end of the year. I know there are quite a few Winter Holiday traditions represented among us, so why don't we use that?

I personally would suggest a fancy dress ball of some sort, masked or not. We have enough of us who have the skills to create decorations, food, drink, and clothing, that I believe we could come up with quite the party if we put our heads together.

There is absolutely no need to be so serious all the time, so let's have a bit of fun. Please let me know if you would be able or willing to help with anything, or if you have any ideas of traditions we could participate in. Even if you cannot help, absolutely everyone is invited.

Comments

[laceandcarnage]

So you refuse. Then I shall watch your mangled body turn to dust with satisfaction.

1/2

[thornsofmalkav]

I didn't say that! Gimme a minute!

2/2

[thornsofmalkav]

[A few minutes later Istas and everyone else is treated to a sensory livestream of Thorne cutting copies of the polaroids into tiny, tiny pieces.

Copies being the operative word here. The originals ought to still be in Alcuin's possession.]

[laceandcarnage]

[Fortunately for Thorne, it's enough to fool Istas]

Acceptable. You may keep your limbs.

[thornsofmalkav]

Gee. Thanks.

[Okay. Yeah. Not that she's talking to Melissa right now, but if she were and Melissa decided to Hunt Loligoth here, Thorne would not even protest.]