FEAST OF FOOLS

[reverto]

After two days of endless preparations, the time is finally here!

As midnight edges closer, some of the Fools may drag their friends to the stables where a simple and merry feast is set up. Or perhaps it is the lights and raucous noise rising over the sound of fiddles and violin that catches your attention.

Either way, you're here, the new Queen will be crowned at the start of the new year and then the party begins!

SECTIONS:
FOOD AND DRINKS
MUSIC AND DANCING
THE THRONE
The Fools are free to add their own sections for a game of Pin the Tail on the Donkey, for example!

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FOOD AND DRINKS

[reverto]

Long tables have been set up to one side, laden with simple but plentiful fare of bread, cheese and cured meats, with wooden benches for the guests to sit and eat. Beside them are barrels of ale and beer that can never run out!

[wheatdos]

[Beer that can never run out?
Don't mind if he does. Holding bottles and bottles, he takes a swig of one open one, being held by it's neck between his middle and ring finger, he hands the other bottles of beer to anyone he finds. Let them be men, women, children, animals... he doesn't care.

Everyone deserves a little bit of refreshment now and then.

In fact he's already straight drunk, laughing for no reason and grinning at everyone with a flushed face and a crooked gait. It didn't help that his thuggish clothes prevented him from walking normally anyway... he was teetering around like a stack of plates.]

Long live the queen! Long live the queen!

[sawadeertoday]

[ And of course, GLaDOS moves to his side as soon as she arrives, cake in tow. She puts it on the refreshment table and drifts to Wheatley, smiling wide. ]

Hi, Wheatley...! [ She's a bit dense and having trouble figuring out that he's drunk right away. ]

[wheatdos]

Eyyyyyyy...

[Here, have a beer.]

You enjoyin' the party, babe?

[He's slurring his words terribly, pausing in front of her to take another swig.]

[sawadeertoday]

[ Oh god what is this she wants fruity girly drinks not this manliness.

But regardless, she takes a swig to appease him. ]

Of course! [ She beams at him. ] Are you?

[ Another swig. The faster it's gone, the better. She's kind of dumb that way. ]

[huffythedragon]

[Spike is at the food, as you would normally expect to find him, really. What you normally wouldn't expect, however, is the tiny little dragon to be tucking into the meats.

...You know, because meat is murder and all that.

But not today. No, as far as Spike is concerned today meat is delicious]

[i_got_this]

[South seats herself next to Spike and ladens her plate with a balanced amount of different things.]

Enjoying yourself so far, little guy? [She miles her tone affable and pleasant.]

[huffythedragon]

[He leans a little closer to his plate, guarding it]

What's it to you?

[i_got_this]

[South chuckles warmly and holds her hands up; she's not going to be stealing any of your food, little buddy.]

Just trying to make friendly conversation, didn't mean to offend.

[forsometimenow]

[She was already quite drunk before arriving because- come on, it was the Feast, and it only happened but once a year, and would anybody be so foolish as to not come and have a good time?

Ha, ha.

Foolish on the day of the Feast of Fools.

So, all in all, she was in quite a good mood as she parked herself near a barrel of ale with a plate piled high.]

MUSIC AND DANCING

[reverto]

The dance floor is powdered with snow and the night sky serves as the roof, cleared before the throne so the honored guests can entertain themselves by the wild frolicking.

A small band is playing on a wooden platform, mostly drinking songs and other simple country music fit for dancing or just bobbing around.

[kryptonian]

[Kara wonders what the hell it feels like to fit in. In all the weirdness of the past day, this is somehow stranger still, and here she stands, sticking out like a sore thumb. While everyone else is all country festival, she's in sleek jeans and a crop top, with an open hoodie overtop. Certainly not new years' party wear, but then again, she's not in a very festive mood.

So there she is, standing on the edge of the dance floor with her arms folded.]

Hmph.

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike notices her, because it's hard not to, but it takes him a while to get up the nerve to approach. He naturally dressed for the event, and he seems invested in seeing everyone is having a good time -- the queen may be insulted otherwise. He has to do his part. So eventually, he clears his throat and taps her on the shoulder. ]

Miss? Are you enjoying yourself?

[kryptonian]

[Kara turns to look. Huh. He's kind of cute. She smiles to be nice.]

Not really, but it's alright. I was thinking of just going to bed, anyway.

[gottaknockhard]

[His eyebrows shoot up, like leaving the event of the year is completely baffling to him. But then he smiles sheepishly, and rubs his neck.]

... Have you danced yet? It'd be a shame to leave before you did.

[i_got_this]

[South's hanging out just to the side of the dance floor, watching the festivities. She's smiling softly, enjoying the ambiance of the evening.]

[Care to join her for a dance?]

[sawadeertoday]

[ GLaDOS fidgets with her fingers, hesitating on the edge of the dance floor. Should she...? Should she not...? She keeps leaning slightly towards the area, but pulling back and hunching her shoulders shyly, glancing about. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

[BOO, I'm sneaky. Hank watches her a little before approaching from behind.]

Enjoy the cake?

[sawadeertoday]

Eek!!

[ She turns around, completely red-faced. Oh- it was him. That guy who had better things to do than make cake. ]

I... y-yes... Do you like it...?

[ She's rocking on the balls of her feet a little nervously. ]

[cheerupemoborg]

Ha.

[Hank's not sure if he likes her this way or as her regular self.]

What, this feast? Not really. Then again, I've never been a party person.

THE THRONE

[reverto]

To usher in the new year, the Fools get to pull the rope to dunk the donkey, that is, the Queen. Have you ever seen a grander coronation?

The King has placed a crown of hay on the new Queen before the both of them step onto the raised platform with a bed of hay, better than gold as far as the donkey's concerned, to preside over the celebration. Offer your respects and congratulations as you please!

[inafadingcrown]

[Are you serious? Are you really serious? Galadriel will be approaching and giving a nod- more to the king than the queen because she will not degrade herself by treating a donkey as royalty, thank you.]

A most curious festival. [She can't even bring herself to use a title.]

[reverto]

[The king looks like he's having an amazing time! He smacks his lips together and squints at Galadriel.]

Does it not please you, my lady?

[reverto]

[ While the donkey will just keep chewing on some half-digested hay and staring this lady down, unimpressed. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[She's been stared down by far worse than a donkey!]

It might, [Delicate pause and she finally forces herself to use a formality.] my lord, were I not concerned for so many I hold dear to me. Those who have prepared this event have not seemed themselves as of late. [And she'll be watching the reactions to this carefully.]