riverviewlogs | third time's the charm

who: The NEETs, Chibita, anyone who was invited or wants to stumble across the party
what: A Belated Bday party for the NEETS
when: Afternoon-Evening, Dec 10th
where: On the beach in one of those convenient cabins mentioned in the mingle log
warnings: none insofar. Probably drunken shenanigans, bad karaoke and possibly feels? We'll see.

So once upon a time (that time being, specifically, on the TDM about a month and a half ago,) Ichimatsu mentioned to Chibita that he'd missed his own birthday. Naturally, Chibita suggested that they have a belated party to make up for it. Now, he's making good on that idea. It just so happens that the festival and the Beach Cabins offered above happen to be a rather good opportunity. So he's managed to snag one of them this morning, and claimed it for the party later.

Said cabin is now moderately decorated. There's a couple simple happy birthday banners up, as well as a couple non-helium balloons scattered on the floor. Chibita's set up a bit of food and drink in the kitchen for people to come in and nosh on. The table has been taken over by an array of finger foods, mostly. Chips, dips, veggies, bacon-wrapped-dates, shrimp chips, gyoza, salted chicken wings, and various yakitori. Oh, and, of course, oden. Because if Chibita's preparing the party, there is absolutely going to be oden.

There is, also, a cake. Said cake is homemade and looks quite similar to the one in this photo. But don't worry: that stick of oden is made of fondant and moulding sugar. The cake has also been safely tucked away in the fridge for safekeeping.

Aside from things to eat, there's also plenty to drink. Nothing really too 'hard liquor'-ish, though. Beer, wine and cider, mostly, as well as mulled wine on the stove, because it's cold and that's a great drink for the holidays. And plenty of soda and other non-alcoholic entities, for those abstaining or too young.

Additionally, there's several different board games in the shared living space for people to play with. Scrabble, Taboo, Pictionary, and even mahjong, to name a few. So have a go at those. There is, unfortunately, a TV screen that's been hooked up to a Karaoke machine. So that is also an option, to be used for good or for evil. There's plenty of space to lounge and mingle to your fancy, both inside and out. There's a fire in the fire place, as well as a bonefire outside, supplied with the necessary ingredients for s'mores.

So, uh...help yourself? Maybe you know any of these guys and were invited. Maybe you just stumbled across the party on the beach and decided to join in. The post is your metaphorical Belated Birthday Oyster.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

A. The Viking Has Arrived

[So Ivar got invited to a party. Even though he's only met Osomatsu, he figures now is as good a time as any to see all three of them. Frankly, he's never seen sextuplets before, and even if there's only three of them, they're the proverbial dancing bear for Ivar's amusement. Isn't that what everyone else in the world is for?

But he's not a godless barbarian, no matter what the English warrior priests of home like to say, so he's got his manners, at least for the first part of the night. He spends his time sampling the food and drink. This is the proper way to keep a Viking from stabbing anyone at a function: make sure there's plenty of things he's never tried before and plenty of liquor to keep him feeling fuzzy inside.]

B. It's All Fun and Games Until...

[Ivar eventually wanders over to where the games are at. He takes a look through them, trying to find one that doesn't involve too much reading. Mahjong seems interesting, though he'll need to have the rules explained to him. He also glances through for his favorite game. Sure enough, there's a chessboard mixed in there with all the other game boards. If anyone fancies putting their wits to the test, Ivar will happily engage any takers.

....And there's karaoke. Oho. Ivar loves karaoke. Not singing, oh no, that's for people with more alcohol in their system then sense. No, Ivar loves to heckle those who get up to sing. So he will be trolling any unfortunate souls who get up, as well as trying to convince people to get up there so that he can continue to make fun of them.]

C. Want S'more?

[Eventually, he wanders outside, and warms himself by the fire. Though he never bothers explaining, one of the reasons Ivar is so bad-tempered and irritable all the time is that he's in constant pain. It's not so bad during other months, but during winter, his legs ache something terrible. The heat helps soothe his poorly-healed bones.

While he's there, he might as well have a s'more. He hasn't gone this long in the Quarantine without finding out about this delectable dessert, so he helps himself, letting the marshmallow get caught on fire, so that the outside is charred black, and the inside properly gooey.]

[Chibita's been settled outside for a bit, but unlike Ivar, has been very slowly and carefully roasting the marshmallow he's got. He does notice, however, Ivar's rather....charred version. He can't help but laugh a bit, though it's devoid of malice.]

Kekekeh! Your goin' the crispy route, huh?

[Ivar pulled the marshmallow on fire towards him. He blew the fire out, leaving the charred, black husk surrounding the warm white insides]

Burned to a crisp. The way I like both my marshmallows and sacrificed Englishmen.

[Ignore that last bit, he's a complete lunatic, and thinks he's funny. But yes, he has helped participate in burning people alive before. He casually slides the marshmallow onto a graham cracker that has a square of chocolate on it.]

[Ivar will get a slight cackle from Chibita at that, only because he...somehow doesn’t yet realize Ivar is serious.] I mean, y’ definitely get t’your s’more faster that way.

[It's alright, Chibita, Ivar's crazy hasn't even really started flowing yet. When it does, most people tend to start moving slowly away for their own safety.]

I should take a case of the ingredients with me if I ever go home. I'll be venerated as a minor god if I do.

[Hey, Vikings were easily impressed when it came to food. That's what happened when there was basically no luxuries.]

[Chibita chuckles a bit that] That sounds nice! Bein' a minor god. I guess it would come with some benefits, eh?

I suppose. Any form of immortality is a good one. You're never really dead if people remember you.

[Then he takes a chomp of the s'more.]

[Well. He's not wrong. Chibita hums a bit, in agreement.] That's true. As long as people still talk about'cha, then your memory's still there.

Exactly. How would it feel to be known as the world's great oden salesman?

[Got to think big here.]

[oh. That. Well--Chibita puffs up at that, practically swelling with pride] I'm gonna be the worlds greatest oden salesman! I aim to, anyway. My oden's gonna be the best in the galaxy!

[HE'S DETERMINED, IVAR]

It's definitely the best in several worlds already.

[Look at that, Ivar actually is capable of giving out a compliment with sincerity and not sarcasm.]

[OH HEY FLATTERY Chibita beams at that; flattery is definitely a weakness of his] Keh--you think so, eh? How many worlds ya been to?

Two personally, but I know of far many more.

[There's nine different realms alone at home.]

third time's the charm

Ivar "The Boneless" Ragnarsson | OTA

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