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maskormenacelogs2017-12-30 08:19 pm
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new years eve party! ota
WHO: Everybody!
WHERE: De Chima Grand Hotel (and the entire block around it)
WHEN: December 31st, 2017
WHAT: New Years Eve Bash!
WARNINGS: Drinking, partying, etc.
[De Chima's Grand Hotel is the city's most luxurious and expensive hotel, mirroring the sophistication and art-forward nature of the neighborhood that surrounds it. The space inside is an electic mix of cast-iron detailing and majestic masonry columns, all of which create a leap from the street outside to the accomodations inside. Bruce rented the entire hotel months in advance, wanting to make a gesture to imPorts and native citizens for all of the turmoil they endured over the past year. Now, instead, they could all come together and celebrate their entry into a new year, and hopefully, better circumstances.
The hotel leads party-goers up the iron wrought grand stair, hand painted silver leaf ceiling overhead, to equally beautiful hand painted elevator doors. It takes them all the way to the rooftop, a spacious outdoor oasis with unobstructed views to De Chima's own glittering New Years Eve ball. There's a premium open bar, with catered hors d'oeuvres and dessert stations. Festive hats, horns, and noisemakers are complimentary as well as Champagne at midnight.
Not to be outdone, Tony Stark has the entire street outside of the hotel set up with a DJ and the largest speaker setup anyone has ever seen, blasting an upbeat playlist of blood-pumping music. Woden is, unfortunately, uninvited from performing after the events of last month, his photo passed around to security and bouncers alike to remove him from performing. Unfortunately, Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo, who had planned on attending, is immediately removed from the premises by mistake. He can be heard screaming through his vocodor that there is some sort of mistake, but his cries go untended. As with the rooftop above, complimentary Champane and alcohol is served at ground level.
At midnight, the countdown begins to 2018, with a fireworks display the moment the ball drops at 12:00, a joint effort between both billionaires, and one of the few things the both of them could actually agree upon for the evening. HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE AT MOM!]
WHERE: De Chima Grand Hotel (and the entire block around it)
WHEN: December 31st, 2017
WHAT: New Years Eve Bash!
WARNINGS: Drinking, partying, etc.
[De Chima's Grand Hotel is the city's most luxurious and expensive hotel, mirroring the sophistication and art-forward nature of the neighborhood that surrounds it. The space inside is an electic mix of cast-iron detailing and majestic masonry columns, all of which create a leap from the street outside to the accomodations inside. Bruce rented the entire hotel months in advance, wanting to make a gesture to imPorts and native citizens for all of the turmoil they endured over the past year. Now, instead, they could all come together and celebrate their entry into a new year, and hopefully, better circumstances.
The hotel leads party-goers up the iron wrought grand stair, hand painted silver leaf ceiling overhead, to equally beautiful hand painted elevator doors. It takes them all the way to the rooftop, a spacious outdoor oasis with unobstructed views to De Chima's own glittering New Years Eve ball. There's a premium open bar, with catered hors d'oeuvres and dessert stations. Festive hats, horns, and noisemakers are complimentary as well as Champagne at midnight.
Not to be outdone, Tony Stark has the entire street outside of the hotel set up with a DJ and the largest speaker setup anyone has ever seen, blasting an upbeat playlist of blood-pumping music. Woden is, unfortunately, uninvited from performing after the events of last month, his photo passed around to security and bouncers alike to remove him from performing. Unfortunately, Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo, who had planned on attending, is immediately removed from the premises by mistake. He can be heard screaming through his vocodor that there is some sort of mistake, but his cries go untended. As with the rooftop above, complimentary Champane and alcohol is served at ground level.
At midnight, the countdown begins to 2018, with a fireworks display the moment the ball drops at 12:00, a joint effort between both billionaires, and one of the few things the both of them could actually agree upon for the evening. HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE AT MOM!]
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[he throws his arms up, getting a bit of a reaction from people still wary of him.]
Home here? If Cybertron even exists here then it could still be in the middle of war. This could be an alternate universe where Megatron won. I mean, I doubt it, but I'm not ruling it out! [he shakes his head.] I want to go home, but I can also wait. If I get too sick of it all, I'll just go into stasis somewhere for a couple hundred years. See what the situation is when I wake up.
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[He looks skeptical- that Cybertron still exists in this world, but Duo nods along. Better safe than sorry, Riptide wasn't wrong about that, not when the consequences would be getting pulled back into an intergalactic war on that scale.] Jeez, wish we could just go into stasis like that, eh. [He says with contextless irony, bitterness flashing in his eyes. Fuckin' Yuy.]
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[he taps his finger off his chin.]
Maybe look into it. A hundreds years isn't really that long, when you think about it.
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People popsicles.
[Man, he needs a refill.] Heh! For you guys it's hardly a blink, isn't it? For us, 3 decades and... it's like your whole life has gone by. [Wasted.]
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[Mortality, what a laugh]
How do Cybertronians stasis, anyway? Obviously, being non-organic you don't have to worry about decomposition so much, but the materials of your bodies don't ever degrade?
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Guess you gotta hope your internal clock wakes you up before the nearest sun goes nova.
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[he snorts.]
Yeah. They're pretty good at doing that.