HAPPY NEW YEAR!

[paradisamods]

All that clamor from the lion dance prancing down the halls should be enough to draw attention to the party, even without actual invitations. If not the noise, then perhaps the delicious smell wafting under every door and leading back to the ballroom.

The castle is vain, if nothing else. It has decorated the ballroom in the deepest red and brightest gold with auspicious greetings in the common language tastefully posted about the hall. May your happiness be without end, one says, while another goes May all your wishes be fulfilled. Small order, all things considered.

Round dining tables (with the turning glass part) are set up in the middle of the hall, each with about ten chairs and piles of food fit for a whole village. There are two more lion dance teams hopping about the hall and making a racket while occasionally nabbing that dumpling straight from your chopsticks. That should the least of your concerns, however, with many residents still aiming to settle their grudges before the new year.

Watch your back.

[ ooc; IC mingle log for Lunar New Year plot, feel free to make your own threads! ]

Comments

[onlyanapple]

Have we had real lions yet? I can't recall.

[secondchances]

I don't think so. I know someone used to have a pet tiger. No idea what happened to that.

[This is why she doesn't like camping.]

[onlyanapple]

It's probably out in the woods with that bloody dinosaur.

[secondchances]

Which dinosaur? 'cause I have a dinosaur--well, my boyfriend does, but. You know.

[It's... a pet?]

[onlyanapple]

I don't know the names of them, they're not real where I come from.

[He makes a sickle shape with his index finger.]

The one with the [sweeping motions] claws.

[secondchances]

Sounds pleasant.

[Lightbulb?]

Who would win a fight... a tiger or a dinosaur?

[onlyanapple]

Probably a tiger, because a tiger is a cat and as such a sneaky bastard.

[secondchances]

Sounds like you have a grudge.

[onlyanapple]

With cats? Not at all, I own several. I find them comforting little buggers.

[secondchances]

Sneaky bastards, little buggers... and you find them comforting. I see.

[onlyanapple]

Of course I do. I enjoy that sort of personality. [Plus they remind him of the people they once belong too, but like heck is he going to admit that.]

[secondchances]

Birds of a feather?

Cats of a... furball?

[onlyanapple]

Something like that.

[secondchances]

I tried.

[onlyanapple]

You get points for creativity.