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trans_92011-10-09 07:19 pm
morphitudinous) wrote in trans_92011-10-09 07:19 pm
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The Brightest Birthday [Open]
The Sensorium was transformed, the lights were lit and the trap was set. Billy stood in the center of a beautiful woodland clearing at dusk, waiting to surprise a certain special girl with a quiet and warm party for her birthday. Things were calm, beautifully lit, and (hopefully) just right for Ronnae.
Guests would come upon a circular layout to the clearing. One finely-cut circle in the center of the grass, separated from the rest of the area by entwined roots, served as the dance floor. Pathways wound out in several directions---to a secluded grove for talking in one direction, to the little round tables in another direction, to the vine-wrapped throne watching above all. Next to it was a small table for gifts, with one round box already placed there.
A crescent-shaped food table cupped the dining area, featuring simulations of foods of all sorts. Salads, meats, pasta, soups, hot potatoes---it was heavily based on Earth food, as that was what Billy knew best, but some dishes more familiar to the people of Azeroth would appear as well. If he did his research correctly, at least. He'd tried.
Standing just behind the table was a tiered strawberry cheesecake, red ribbons flowing throughout the creamy structure. It was surrounded by strawberries on all layers, and topped with a little decoration. Billy had argued with himself about whether it was appropriate or too sentimental for a little while, but there it was: a miniature big-headed version of Ronnae sitting on top of a flower, the little figure's toothy grin flashing at the crowd. He hoped she wasn't offended.
Now that the scene was set and the skylights were giving the place a gentle glow, he braced himself for the arrivals. He still wasn't sure if she would like the attention, but he hoped she could find a reason to smile tonight.
((Now open! Subthreads are up for early arrivals, the escorting, and gifts, and everything else can be social threads y'all start. Throw up more subthreads if you'd like to and have fun!))
Guests would come upon a circular layout to the clearing. One finely-cut circle in the center of the grass, separated from the rest of the area by entwined roots, served as the dance floor. Pathways wound out in several directions---to a secluded grove for talking in one direction, to the little round tables in another direction, to the vine-wrapped throne watching above all. Next to it was a small table for gifts, with one round box already placed there.
A crescent-shaped food table cupped the dining area, featuring simulations of foods of all sorts. Salads, meats, pasta, soups, hot potatoes---it was heavily based on Earth food, as that was what Billy knew best, but some dishes more familiar to the people of Azeroth would appear as well. If he did his research correctly, at least. He'd tried.
Standing just behind the table was a tiered strawberry cheesecake, red ribbons flowing throughout the creamy structure. It was surrounded by strawberries on all layers, and topped with a little decoration. Billy had argued with himself about whether it was appropriate or too sentimental for a little while, but there it was: a miniature big-headed version of Ronnae sitting on top of a flower, the little figure's toothy grin flashing at the crowd. He hoped she wasn't offended.
Now that the scene was set and the skylights were giving the place a gentle glow, he braced himself for the arrivals. He still wasn't sure if she would like the attention, but he hoped she could find a reason to smile tonight.
((Now open! Subthreads are up for early arrivals, the escorting, and gifts, and everything else can be social threads y'all start. Throw up more subthreads if you'd like to and have fun!))