NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY 2023

[beautyfull]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

PARTY TIME!

It's the last night of a very long year, and you better believe Enodia is going to celebrate. A few days ago, fliers and an email went out to all Enodia staff that there was a party starting 7pm, dress like you would 100 years ago, FYOB. There is no further explanation.

Since this is a little bit of a last-minute party that Crysta decided on, so it's not really grand by Waldinger standards. Just a cute little way to ring in a new year! No tricks! One trick. The room is, somehow, cozy and old-timey feeling, directly lifted from a speakeasy circa 1923. Lots of handmade-looking paper chains and a few balloons are primary party decor. Which mostly means the community room is small and darkly lit, with a lot more furniture than it normally holds. There's a little bar in the corner, not containing any alcohol, but a plethora of mixers and mocktails. Here, it becomes immediately clear what all the hidey spots are for; Crysta's hidden bottles, flasks, and cans of various alcohols around the area, in celebration of rebellion against the rules of the land. Or just to see her co-workers look under couch cushions for mini-vodkas. Maybe both.

Anyway, it's a cozy little spot to ring in the new year, so find your own booze! Kiss someone at midnight! Chat! Party!

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volunteer slots!

Vidalia volunteers to help Crysta carry in all the furniture and sort of pulls their back in the process. She rewards them with a full bottle of alcohol of their choice, but they mostly spend the evening on the couch they suffered about.

Sal finds nothing but illusory alcohol until about 10 pm at which point, it's a flask of Jeppson's Malört. Maybe they should just go home.

Volunteer C and Volunteer D reach for the same champagne bottle at midnight. Does that mean...kiss?

Volunteer E has some real fireworks that they try to convince everyone to come see. Please shut this down.

Volunteer F finds pocketfulls of mini bottles in their previously abandoned coat. Only turns out that Volunteer G had stashed them there because they thought this was their coat Oops. (Does THAT mean kiss??)

Raine suddenly has the misfortune of a vase falling down and experiencing glitter everywhere. Like, real glitter Crysta's been stashing since probably Pride. Sorry about the microplastics.

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⬦ VIBE CHECK: Whatcha wearing how u feelin'. Theme is 1920s roughly but honestly Crysta feels flappers are kinda whatever, so just be cute.

⬦ DRY BAR: Lots of mixers and mocktails and glasses, no real drinks are hidden here, way too obvious. There's food this time and it's mostly skewers.

⬦ THE PARTY: There are lots of rented couches to socialize around, and Beulah Stump has once again co-opted a bottle. Crysta cut her off, because they don't need closet energy tonight, so Beulah settles for initiating a fun game of SPIN THE BOTTLE TRUTH OR DARE. Feel free to post your own party games!

⬦ MIDNIGHT: Near midnight, an old-timey Victrola record starts playing a count down out of nowhere (creepy,) and glasses of champagne materialize. Illusions of fireworks light up the sky outside. Grab someone you like for a new year's kiss and drag them on to the balcony through some sliding glass doors. Happy 2024.

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VIBE CHECK

[beautyfull]

VIBE CHECK: Jack

[nolitangere]

Jack had taken a leave of absence from work/Station life for a minute to recuperate from a ~mysterious illness~ (brain turned into robot from touching too much metal; chewed on tew tew much aluminum foil). He flew home to LA to try and regain his humanity, Annie flew in too, Jack's estranged sister flew in, Jack and his sister reconciled, they had a wonderful time at Disneyland, and then everyone fell asleep in one big bed. Beautiful <3. Then Annie flew to Houston to do some """work""", Jack flew in after her, he hung out with his in-laws, hung out in a giant model intestine, and sustained different psychic damage from Annie's younger siblings. All this to say, Annie and Jack were gone for a bit, but now they're back! Although perhaps just to party. They're thinking of moving to Houston to be """closer to her family""" and all their wonderful family blueprints of massive infrastructure.

They just got in and frankly, Jack's grand NYE plan was to cook them dinner, get mondo cross-faded, and then critique Obama's end-of-the-year playlist. He has agreed to be social but doesn't know what it means to dress like he would 100 years ago—as far as he knows, dudes wore suits and ties in 1923, so he's in a normal man suit tonight (refer to icon).

His vibe is pleasant if a little subdued. He has new streaks of gray in his hair and he looks a little hollower in the cheeks, but he's smiling and having a relaxed guy time. Most importantly, he's not afraid about accidentally touching people—and in fact doesn't seem as bothered about physical contact in general. Jack won't go out of his way to wrap people up in bear hugs, but he's no longer tetchy about touch. He's also not thinking of songs; if you shake his hand or bump shoulders with him accidentally, nothing happens. Vrow.

VIBE CHECK: Jack

[beautyfull]

Okay so she definitely doesn't hug Jack, that would be...so silly on so many levels, but she definitely does ask if he'd like her to fix the grey in his hair by way of hello, which is affection.

VIBE CHECK: Whit

[failson]

Whit is here (with Mabel!)—freshly returned from his whirlwind Hallmark movie Christmas romance—and here to say his goodbyes. His store is sold (to Eustacia Dodge), his handsome lawyer boyfriend is going to help him sue his terrible family, he currently has zero opossum parts, and he's ready to go back to North Dakota to face his fears. For the first time in a long time, he's looking forward to next year!

VIBE CHECK: Sal

[stophit]

Sal is here, wearing the one (1) suit he owns, which is the most effort he's willing to make for New Year's or the surprise Roaring Twenties theme. If not for Crysta, he probably wouldn't have made any kind of effort at all. Part of him wasn't even sure he would show for this, but there's only so much time you can spend brooding about getting broken up with right before Christmas.

He'd taken off for the past week to drive through his old stomping grounds, from Boston to New York to Pittsburgh. It was how he'd lived the past six years of his life, moving from place to place and sticking around for only weeks or months at a time. Long enough to earn some money, not long enough to get attached to anyone. The security and routine of working at Enodia has been... nice. But he could go back to all that, if he had to.

Sal returned just this morning, slept through the day in his own bed, and emerged from unconsciousness early enough to not have a good excuse to skip this party. So fuck, whatever. He spends most of his time searching for mini bottles (and only finding the goddamn illusion ones), but loosens up over the course of the night and wishes his friends a Happy New Year.

DRY BAR

[beautyfull]

DRY BAR: Enoch & Crysta

[imaginist]

Enoch stands behind the bar, assembling a cocktail with the intense deliberation of someone arming a bomb, or someone who simply spent hours upon hours watching Parson Starling mix drinks. What he lacks in flair, he makes up for with attention to detail. Muddling syrup and cucumber slices, measuring out each liquid ingredient, shaking it for exactly thirty seconds, arranging the garnishes on top with a toothpick.

Unnecessary effort, but it keeps his hands busy and his mind from wandering to memories of his last New Year's. Enoch glances up once when Crysta comes to join him at the bar, but he doesn't speak until he places the glass in front of her, along with a napkin.

"Did I pour real gin or fake gin into this?" Illusory liquid out of a real mini bottle, mixed with real juice and ice. He wonders if there are traces of Waldinger particles, or if they disappeared immediately.

DRY BAR: Ack! Jannie!

[nolitangere]

Upon realizing the bar was dry, Jack's hunter-gatherer instincts kicked in and he procured himself and Annie a respectable bottle of Moët, which is the 21st-century equivalent of coming back to the ol' cave with a Pleistocene bison. He is now halfway through the bottle and very much has the air of a 'Man Who Would Rather Be Discussing Obama's End-of-the-Year Playlist In His Marital Fortress.'

"But what I'm saying—" Jack is leaning back against the bar, bent sideways at an angle that does not look comfortable so he and Annie can people-watch and gossip with each other. Except he's not gossiping, he's talking Obama. "—what I'm saying, is he's still trying to pull that ethereal bisexual after all these years. Like the most obvious Mitski song. Big Thief? Come on. What he still hasn't learned is you pull the ethereal bisexual with Nine Inch Nails. The Arc-tick Monkey." (Jack says it exactly like that.) "Young MC."

DRY BAR: Sal & Eureka

[stophit]

His impulse to leave Enodia feels kind of silly right up until the moment Sal spots Eureka again, and oh yeah, actually he's never worked with any of his exes, much less live right next door to one, or been any good at pretending that he doesn't feel what he feels.

Eureka looks fuckin' beautiful, as usual. Sal has a stark sense of his own appearance in this moment: his tie discarded, a cut on his lip, a purpling bruise on his cheek. He runs his fingers through his hair, and then forces himself to find something else to do with his hands so he doesn't seem like he's nervous. Is Malört any better in a cocktail? Shit, let's find out. He grabs a few cups and a variety of mixers, and tries to look busy.

THE PARTY

[beautyfull]

SPIN THE BOTTLE TRUTH OR DARE

[beautyfull]

If u want you can reply to this with your character and a number and spin the rng for someone else in the circle to taunt with a truth or dare! Thanks Beulah!

THE PARTY: Crysta & Raine

[beautyfull]

Crysta saw, from several metres away, her very good trick where a vase full of glitter would spill on someone's head happen to none other than Raine, a very good target. While she does like him quite a lot, now that he's dating Enoch, she doesn't want him to get complacent. So it's very nice for fate to be on her side by making him pay the price of knowing her.

She grabs a little bar napkin and extends it to Raine as something of a peace offering moments after the disaster. "There's exactly three more environmental traps hidden through the room, but no one's found them yet. Congratulations."

THE PARTY: Raine & Annie

[rainbowfish]

For a few minutes after his interaction with Crysta, Raine wanders around the community center aimlessly, hoping some kind of solution for his predicament will magically manifest. He considers just leaving to go shower, but for one he fully intends to stay at this party until midnight, and for two he's not sure that getting the glitter wet won't make the problem a thousand times worse. When he approaches Annie, he does it with all the presence of a soaked and miserable stray cat.

"Please help me," he says, knowing that there's little even Annie can do to rectify the situation at this point.

MIDNIGHT

[beautyfull]

MIDNIGHT: Enoch & Raine

[imaginist]

Enoch stares up at the sky. At night, the forcefield dome is practically invisible except for only the faintest pulses of energy, and it's the rift that commands your total attention. Swirling and glowing at all hours, dimming the stars around it. In his head, he adjusts the brightness of the images he's crafting. Visual and auditory illusions are basic to him, but he's never done this exact illusion before, and never on this scale. He runs through the two dozen patterns he'd memorized. He narrows the scope to only people attending Crysta's party.

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Raine come out onto the balcony. Enoch holds up a finger to stop him. "Don't distract me."

Inside, the old Victrola begins counting down. Then an explosive boom, and crackling as fireworks light up the sky, bright enough and colourful enough to rival the Enodia rift.

MIDNIGHT: Crysta & Zeke

[beautyfull]

It's five minutes til midnight, everyone else has started converging for the big moment, and Crysta herself had bribed someone else to control the countdown and went to hide in the biggest old clothes wardrobe she could find. It's a hide-n-seek kind of evening, and now that she's a little tipsy, it had seemed like a very funny idea to text Zeke, "Find me or else," with a smiley emoji, but now that it's been a little while, she's having second thoughts. She doesn't actually want to be in a wardrobe alone for the first moment of the new year, but it would be an indignity to allow him an easy win. She settles by cracking the door of the wardrobe just a little, and texting Zeke for emphasis, "OR. ELSE. (smiley face emojix2)"

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[beautyfull]

This is very short n unsweet forgive. HAPPY NEW YEAR, also happy game, luv u.

VOLUNTEERS

[beautyfull]

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[bwnedpronouncedboned]

PAAAAAAAAARTY while one baby still got icons

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[imaginist]

this is awesome, thank u lyss

only one of my accounts still has icons but i WILL put both Enoch and Sal here. lmk if you want either of them!!

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[rainbowfish]

let's goooo

i only have icons for raine but shannon and taryn can also be here if anyone wants them for wrap-up scenes

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[nolitangere]

HAPPY NEW YEAR

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[failson]

Thank u lyss, happy new year, happy game everyone 💖

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[rafflesian]

HAPPIE NEW YEAR!!!!!!!! THANK U LYSS

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[crawlwaller]

HellO first thank you for putting this together and second, all mine can be here! I have no brain for starting things rn BUT if anybody would like anything specific with any of mine for a wrap up (here or elsewhere) I can make my brain work somehow <3