[open] BIRTHDAY PICNIC

[tinged]

Who ꕤ EVERYONE
What ꕤ zelkova's picnic-birthday bash!
When ꕤ oct 3
Where ꕤ Holzig Camping Grounds
Content Warnings ꕤ some grief, probably



PRE-PICNIC

[ The invitations have all been sent out, but there's still prep work to be done. The food and drinks have to be made, the decorations crafted and set up along with the tents and such. An eclectic mix of players are organizing this event: Mr_Misteaks, tylorific, Vogel, Mithrun1, and tabibito. Hien (!) has kindly (tabibito's phrasing) volunteered to help them set up. Though in the end, it's more like four capable adults and two problem children (who have stringent orders to stay AWAY from the knives).

Should anyone else choose to come early to help out, they'll be welcomed with smiles. There's joy in the air, though loss tinges it at the edges.

Before the party starts, however, Hien will be gone. And before that, the group presents Hien with a small "cake" of his own: a savory spring galette. ]

HAPPY, SAD BIRTHDAY

[ At noon is when the guests are told to arrive, with the party lasting until sunset.

Holzig Camping Grounds looks a little different! The decorations are simple and colorful; banners of varying quality hang over the tents and weave through the trees. Most notable are the silver and gold balloons that read: Happy 0 Birthday! There are thick logs for seating and some foldout seats for those with sensitive bums around the lone campfire, lit and flickering wildly.

The tents are also set up for some reason! (They're for naps.)

There are multiple picnic tables. The first and smallest provide finger sized portions of tamago sando and fruit sando. The next couple of tables are bigger: build-your-own bars for sandwiches, salads, hotdogs, burgers, and s'mores! There is, of course, a table for alcohol and other drinks.

At the center table is a cake, German chocolate and winter-themed with five little fondant ornaments placed by five different hands, and strangely enough, there is a dish of roast pork with parsley sauce right next to it. If asked what the dish is, tabibito will answer with something that sounds like "Steak Flakes Persimmons" at first before they pronounce it properly and fluidly: Stegt flæsk med persillesovs.

Eat up! Have fun chatting! And don't forget to dedicate a toast to Zelkova! ]

A BREAK

[ A little out of the way, in a small clearing, guests will notice there are a couple of ugly pinatas strung about: there are exactly three of them and they're all the letter C in a putrid green. Guests are encouraged to use their own weapons, though a wooden stick is provided.

If piñatas aren't their thing, there's also a giant watermelon, a blindfold in the design of an angry pomchi, and a wooden baseball bat. Ok, so watermelon smashing is a beach thing, but why not take their anger out on something right? They've all been through a lot. ]

SHE DANCES ON THE WIND

[ Midway through the party, tabibito calls for a moment of remembrance for Uta. tabibito will toast to her memory with a quiet smile because she was all smiles all the time and so full of drive - but everyone is free and welcome to honor her memory as they wish. ]

Comments

[justonezero]

[Taking the fork and almost immediately pausing again.]

...oh.

Um, yeah. That's right!

[Haha look he is a pro at this friendship stuff he definitely knows and remembers a normal amount of Friend Activities(TM).

Also, nom. And handing the fork back.]

[deto]

[ ... ]

Don't make this awkward.

[ using the fork to shove more roast pork into nanashi's mouth ]

Guess this means I'll have to put in extra to catch up, though. If something happens to you, I won't be able to do anything at my level.

[justonezero]

Sorry, I'm still not used to it.

[Readjusting to friendship is hard...]

I told you, my healing's really strong. As long as we're at a good level for you, it should be okay!

[deto]

[ around the fork: ]

And outside of the dungeon? Like if someone’s trying to PvP you and stuff…

[justonezero]

Why would someone try to PvP me?

[deto]

It’s just an example. What if.

[justonezero]

If they're high level, I'm probably dead.

[deto]

Wrong! [ shoving more food into nanashi’s mouth. stop smiling like that while saying this crap…! ] We’d probably be dead because I’ll be right there with you.

[ friends remember? ]

[justonezero]

Mmphgh?!

[DISTRESSED BUT EATING FOOD NOISES?!]

[deto]

[ deto eats the next piece calmly and quietly. oh, he should pass nanashi the fork. here ]

I’ll need to get some tips from the other tribal grapplers in this game if I’m gonna be any good at this. How’d you level up? Only dungeons?

[justonezero]

[Swallowing and accepting the fork back with a gasp for air.]

U-um... yeah, pretty much...

[Slowly... forking up another piece to eat before passing it back...]

[deto]

Wait.

[ he squints around the next bite. ]

Didn’t you imply on my post that you’re also kinda new? What, did you spam dungeons back to back? Did anyone go with you??

[justonezero]

Oh, yeah! When we first got trapped, a bunch of people helped me out with dungeons!

But then I didn't want to keep bothering people, so I did a bunch on my own too.

[deto]

[ he sighs. ]

Okay, that’s good that you weren’t alone all the time.

[ well, the roast pork is basically gone. deto tilts his head at the food like what’s next nacchin? ]

[justonezero]

Hmm... the chocolate marshmallow thing?

[S'mores what's that.]

[deto]

Oh, s’mores? Uh, okay, first we have to do this…

[ deto reaches for one of the 2-prong forks by the campfire and slots in the marshmallow. ]

Here. Take this and kinda… toast it over the fire real quick.

[justonezero]

Just so it gets melty? I'm on it!

[Saluting!! And then toasting that marshmallow.

It's probably close enough to catch fire.]

[deto]

[ ack ]

Wait, wait, wait - watch your sleeve!

[ quickly rolling it up for him, and nudging his arm a tad higher ]

Jeez… We want the marshmallow to melt a bit, not you. Give it a second or two and then take it off the fire. And be careful.

[justonezero]

Huh? Was that too close?

[But he does accept the help, keeping it a little further away this time.]

[deto]

Yeah.

[ tugging on his sleeve when the marshmallow looks ready because nanashi clearly can’t be trusted to know ]

And then you squash it between the cracker and chocolate like a sandwich and pull it off the prongs. Be careful - I’m begging you.

[justonezero]

[His assistance is invaluable because Nanashi clearly has no idea what the fuck he's doing here.]

Got it!

...

Can you hand me some crackers?

[He's reaching for chocolate and realizing he only has so many hands.]

[deto]

[ right it would be a little tricky to do this with one hand. doable, but ]

Like this. [ deto takes the chocolate for him, too, placing it on one cracker. now instead of three pieces, there’s just two to work with. he sandwiches the marshmallow and carefully pulls it off. ta-da!

it looks delicious but deto resists, holding it out to nanashi. he can have it all. sharing a bite of the same piece of s’mores is. different. from sharing meat off a plate or two halves of a sandwich ]

If you want the chocolate to be more gooey, just press and wait a bit.

[justonezero]

Whoaa... looks great!

[Eyes practically sparkling, he impatiently takes a bite, and-!!]

-!! Ish sho goo'!!

[deto]

Yeah, it’s great - but ah, be careful not to burn your mouth, Nacchin.

[ and uh gonna take that hot prong fork away now ]

[justonezero]

[Deto is wise.]

Mmmph?

[Seems to be doing okay so far!]