A hundred dollar dine, a tasty swine, all you gotta do is get in line

[analyzing]

Who: New Feathers! Actually, anyone's cool.
What: New Feather welcome party.
When: Saturday, 6pm and onto...some hour of the night.
Where: Welcome Centre
Summary: It's a luau! Come dressed in your Hawaiian best (or if you don't, you might get a leis and maybe a Hawaiian shirt...or a grass skirt shoved on you) and mingle!
Rating: G-PG? idk, man, what'll you start during a party?

[It's hard to imagine the Welcome Centre looking so...tropical. Or at least so fakely tropical— with plastic palms and bright-coloured decorations strung from the ceiling. The door leading to the backyard is open today, and if you step out into the cooling evening, you'll notice the tiki lamps and the bar tables under thatched umbrellas. There's a happy barbecue going on at one corner, and the food that's cooked gets moved to a larger buffet-style row of tables with the rest of the food and drinks. There's lots of pineapple, hope you aren't allergic!

Upon entering, you'll probably be given a leis (and maybe a shirt or a grass skirt). Stay long enough and there's a few games planned (like limbo, totally cool, totally awesome). Enjoy!

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Comments

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[The Librarian, wearing about six leis, is everywhere. He might be handing you your lei as you come in. Or fixing that string of lights hung across the room that fell down. Or perhaps the fruit salad at the buffet table is running low? He'll be along to refill it before you notice. Feel free to catch him anywhere, doing any number of small but important tasks. Or he might even be chilling at the buffet table imbibing some punch and mangoes. Oh, mangoes. Heaven in a fruit, baby.

He might be hogging the mangoes a little.]

[talkstoknives.livejournal.com]

[Admittedly, Anri's never been to many parties. She's come to this party in search for someone and the number of people in this place makes her a little apprehensive. She's been keeping to herself at a corner (and yes, she did see that string of lights somewhere to her near right fall), but when a...monkey goes over to fix it, she can't help but blink.

Stare.]

Um...

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[Where he found the stepladder hardly matters. What should be intriguing is way he merely uses it to hoist himself up, and then spends the rest of the time repairing the light hanging by one arm from a ceiling beam, using mainly his feet to re affix the string. He senses you watching him, and looks over his shoulder, a few nails hanging out of his mouth. (He might not actually be using nails to make this repair, but his canon cares about the look of things and so they just showed up naturally whether he needs them or not.) He raises one eyebrow, and goes back to his repair.]

[talkstoknives.livejournal.com]

Um...

[This is probably going to be a weird question. Actually, scrap that, this is probably a weird question because she's asking this to this...this...

Monkey?]

Do you need some help?

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

Ook. [Nope, I got it.

And in a jiffy he's done and climbing down. Thanks for the offer, though. You get a wink.]

[talkstoknives.livejournal.com]

A-ah, of course.

[It's pretty strange attempting to make conversation with something that just attempted to reply with an ook.]

Do you usually repair...? [and do side jobs like that?]

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

Ook. [Nope. Normally I work at the library. But I like to help out when help is needed.

The orangutan indicates the stepladder, and takes one side. Help him move it?]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune has absolutely no idea what you do at a Hawaiian party, Hawaii not being a place on Melfes and all. She does, however, totally approve of these flower necklace things, and will accept one from the Librarian very happily.]

Oh, thank you! This party looks like it's going to be so much fun, doesn't it?

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

Ook! [It certainly does! Oh, here, take another lei, why not?]

[lostinmyway]

Thank you. [And around her neck it goes.]

I wonder what kind of flowers these are.

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

Ook? [Red ones?]

[lostinmyway]

[She looks down to study them.] Yes…that's right. I wonder if I could plant them in my garden.

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[He fingers one of the flowers on a lei he's still holding, dubiously. He very much doubts these will grow.]

[queenly-valiant.livejournal.com]

Hello again! How've you been?

[Lucy will be happily accepting a lei, if you're still offering.]

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[Of course he is. Have a nice pink one. He gives a friendly ook in return.]

[queenly-valiant.livejournal.com]

[The pink one clashes rather horribly with the orange one she already has, but she doesn't seem to mind.]

Oh, somebody mangoes? Brilliant.

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't clash, it's just more colorful!

The ape will direct you wherever you need to go.]

I don't even know what's going on with the grammar in that last tag. Oops. >.>"

[queenly-valiant.livejournal.com]

Is this a tropical theme? [The food and the accessories seem to fit that explanation, though she is puzzled by the limbo game.]

no worries!

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

Ook. [Seems to be. 'Hawaii' was mentioned in some capacity, though I have no idea what that is.]

[talontrot]

[Librarian, how do you feel about a weird bird poking around the buffet table?

Kazooie is certain there's something under that table. It's just too suspiciously placed. So she's low to the ground in an awkward crouch, attempting to peer underneath it.]

Yeesh, I can't believe the Notes would be this hard to find... How the heck am I gonna pay Jamjars? Maybe he'll do it for free 'cause I beat Grunty twice...

[She's, uh, a little absorbed right now.]

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[Stare.

Do you need something? Have a querulous] Ook?

[talontrot]

[Kazooie recognizes those noises. Very much like a certain Conga - who enjoyed throwing oranges at her before. Um.]

Whaddya ya w - [... Oh. Huh. This guy is a lot more orange than Conga was.]

You're not gonna throw that at me, are you? [Dubious look, down at the mango in the Librarian's hand.]

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[Quirking his mouth down into a deep frown, the Librarian pointedly bites off half the mango in one bite and chews.]

[talontrot]

I'll take that as a no then.

[She straightens up to her full pathetic height and regards the Librarian more thoroughly.] So, d'ya have any idea where they keep the Notes in this place? Or the Jiggies? 'Cause I haven't seen them anywhere.

[lspacetraveler.livejournal.com]

[Expression unchanging, the orangutan takes another bite.

What the hell are you talking about?]