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revivalproject2022-11-09 05:25 am
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- +: mod post,
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- detroit become human: york stark,
- ffvii: reeve tuesti (crau),
- ffxv: gladiolus amicitia (au),
- marvel comics: billy kaplan,
- mcu: james buchanan barnes (dfau),
- voltron: keith (dfau),
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- †: mcu: marc spector,
- †: oc: dustin silver,
- †: our flag means death: edward teach,
- †: star wars: omega,
- †: star wars: thrawn
[Event Mingle] Great Full Day!

At last it is here, the day An Nu and Ga Re told you about has arrived. While the last few days may have been a bit of a trial with the whole replicator going a bit wonky thing, but that’s no reason not to celebrate, right? Right! Good thing too, because the Whale Comb Sent Her is absolutely awash with what must be seasonal good cheer. The whole outside of the building is wrapped in vines, though thankfully this time they seem to be made primarily of a thick sort of cloth, and the fall colors to them are also painted on. There’s no doubt that the decorations come from your friendly Agrii either, because apparently they feel that pink and purple are also very valid color choices for fall foliage, so enjoy those splashes of color too.
Inside the decorations continue, the fabric vines ringing the room at a height that would clearly be natural for the Agrii. Amid them are painted cloth banners announcing things like WHALE COMB and EAT MUCH and GREAT FULL and of course the ever present THANK YOU. Around all of these are cloth and paper pictures that wouldn’t look out of place in an elementary school classroom around Thanksgiving. You’ve got your handprint animals, foam shape plants, and vividly painted pictures of tables full of food with Agrii around it as a group. And sometimes in those last ones there are little drawings that… wait, He Row, is that you? Well, they did say you were celebrating together, so maybe that’s what they meant.
But of course people didn’t just come here for the wonderful decorations. You’re here for the food, for the feast, for the togetherness. Good news is that the Agrii have you covered on that as well. A series of tables have been set up in the Sent Her, much like when He Rows first arrived on Agra-10. Along one wall is a long series of tables covered with pink and purple cloths, and over the majority of these are the foods the Agrii have sent down. There are platters of hamburgers (which taste like peanut butter), and plates of peanut butter sandwiches (which also taste like peanut butter). There are pies that look like they’re apple and taste like iced tea. There are more ‘traditional’ things too, which are things like green bean casseroles, vegetable lasagnas, and even some seventeen layer dip to go with all of the chips. There’s apparently no meat though. Not from the Agrii at least.
The even better news is that this isn’t all there is. A whole two tables of space have been left open for the He Rows to bring their own food offerings, or the results of their replicator experiences. The Agrii have been kind enough to leave out plenty of extra plates and serving utensils as well, so no one should worry about there not being enough. And hopefully what your fellows have brought is very tasty. Or came out in a reasonable size or volume from the replicator.
Then there are the tables laid out in the middle of the room. They are round things with only a few seats at each, and there are name tags? Apparently the Agrii thought they might help you get to know each other this Great Full with random seating. Hope your table mate is fun. At each space there is also a little cloth baggie of… oh wow, is that candy? Yes it is! Those sweets are going to be a great reward for after dinner. Or during it. And surely there’s nothing strange that comes from eating them at all.
Finally, there’s even something for those whose entertainment isn’t to be found in eating. The Agrii have been studying their He Rows for a while now, and they know what you need. One side of the room is dedicated to other forms of entertainment. There’s a big poster drawn of what looks to be a glownie, but lacking a tail. Ah but don’t worry, there are tails made of cloth in a bowl nearby for He Rows to restore to the paper glownie. Don’t worry about injury to the paper glownie, it’s all done with magnets! For those who aren’t about tail pinning there are other fun things to be done. There’s a karaoke machine in the corner, clearly the Agrii remember how much fun that was. Wait… Is that the exact one that He Row Billy loaned to the Deep End? Apparently so. And last but far from least is the most important of celebration games: a booth with a stack of personal peanut butter pies and a sign saying ‘Eat Fast Count Is!’ Which probably means eating contests for those brave enough to face that much peanut butter.
Do we need to make our own logs for this?
No. You’re welcome to use this post to make Top Levels for this mingle. Get out there and enjoy your celebration together.
We’re not obligated to that randomized seating are we?
Nope! We just felt it could be a handy way to explain mingling with other He Rows you might not normally talk to.
What if our character would bring food?
Our best suggestion is to note that in your TLs. Who knows, maybe your creativity with cooking or the silliness of your offering (or the results of a poor replicator situation) could be fun for others to enjoy.
Can we still use the replicator here and now?
Absolutely. If that sort of chaos is what you want to have fun with, then have at it. Besides people here can probably help you eat your way through any food you get.
That candy seems sorta suspicious. What’s up with that?
Great question. Each baggie will have a random assortment of little gummy candies that are shaped like Agrii heads, complete with three eyes, smile, and little teeth. Each one even has their own unique flavor. And their own unique side effects.
Green - Sour Apple Flavored - Makes eater feels mischievous and is more likely to play pranks and tell jokes
Blue - Dark Lager Flavored - Makes eater tell the truth for half an hour (is not actually alcoholic
Purple - Chocolate Flavored - Makes eater very affectionate or romantically inclined
Red - Cinnamon Flavored - Makes eater easily angered or quick to challenge other people

Shiro / OTA
In a way, Shiro was really not surprised by the decorations that the Agrii had picked. Something that looking like it was fighting in an elementary school class seemed about on par for some of the things that they received for different events. But still, they had tried so he couldn't completely fault them for it.
The purple and pink were odd color choices. Given that they were aliens trying to understand a new culture, he also understood why there was an issue. Still, it was nice that they had tried.
But now to find his seat. He walked passed a few tables, looking down at the name tags before he finally spotted his. Looking over at someone else who was already there, he said, "Looks like we are sharing a table."
Food
The food was also what Shiro expected as well... sadly enough. Nothing really tasted like what it should. Things either tasted like peanut butter or tea... at least a pie tasting like tea wasn't too bad. But when he tried something else, he ended up avoiding the hamburgers and just went for the peanut butter sandwich. At least it was supposed to taste like that.
But he was also eyeing that replicator. Knowing how wonky the machines were, he knew he probably wouldn't get for what he asked for, but still, he was curious.
He turned to one of the nearest people. "Curious to see what the replicator gives us?"
Food
Dustin sidles up into Shiro's blind spot with a pile of butter crackers in his hand - inexplicably peanut-butter-flavored, like everything else - and a glaring frown on his face, staring at the replicator like it's bitten him.
"It's just gonna spit out garbage," he elaborates, shoving another cracker into his mouth. "Don't bother."
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Shiro glanced over at Dustin. "Sounds about right. So you have tried it already?"
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Instead, he just shoots Shiro a long, deadpan glower. "...Why," is his first answer, before he shakes his head vigorously and holds up a hand to stall any earnest response. "--Hypothetical question, obviously they're fucking inscrutable. The more we interact with them, the more I'm convinced that the storms collapsed the Agrii civilization because they collectively fucked with their brains."
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I'm so sorry, I never got the notification for this
that's ok, I think this is a good place to wrap up anyway!
Food
Who said you can't have fish at Thanksgiving? It was kosher enough, he hoped. Sadly, no rabbi to ask, not that he'd ask. He's pointedly not ask. He's not invested, nope.
But Shiro's comment gets him looking up, eyebrows raised.
"Dude, that's SO dangerous to try. Like, I've heard rumors that the thing has been wonky as hell. Plus when I tried to get a new sweater from it the other day, it gave me one. In puce. And sized for a Ken doll. This is why I prefer to use magical brother conjured things over trusting that mess."
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Shiro raised an eyebrow at the comment about the sweater and then began to laugh. "Sorry, sorry," he said after a moment. "But it's probably good that it is the size of a Ken doll if it is puce. Now you have excuse other than color to not wear it."
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"I mean, you're not wrong. If the color was bad I'd still have won it I guess."
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"Well, there's less of an excuse. You could always end up saying, well, it fits so that's better than nothing. Still a shame that it can't make a decent sweater."
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"I mean, it's made decent things before. Agrii fucked it up. But try your luck if you want."
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[cw: death, violence, manipulation, kidnapping]
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Seating
What could she say, the older woman was cold without her old green robes, but getting a chance to make more would take some time.
"I will be delighted for your company. I should let you know I'll be over to see you in a few days, I think I've finished a sweater for you. Looking at you now I'm sure the size is right. I hope you don't mind wine red as a color."
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But he could help smiling at seeing who he was seated with.
"I'm glad to be seated with you as well. Feels like it has been a while." It probably hadn't really been that long, but it certainly felt that way. "Really? That's very kind of you. Thanks. I don't mind the color at all."
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"A while. I've been focused quite heavily on spinning and weaving and dyeing lately, so it's not a shock I haven't been around. And I'm glad, I think it would look fetching on you."
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"Well, at least you are working on something productive. Sometimes that is the hard part when there is no really clear goal in sight." He smiled. "Thanks."
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If she can keep everyone else comfortable, it will be fine."
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It has been naughty lately
It has... so mean
DW please love us.
/offers it internet cookies/
Maybe the issue is too many internet cookies.
/takes some away then/
Re: /takes some away then/
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Food
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Food
Glancing over at Shiro, he made a slight face. "Not particularly... I'm still kind of annoyed they decided to tamper with it," he admitted. He'd been pointedly avoiding the thing despite wanting to know if the machine had been ruined.
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"Did they? That's a shame. So it worked better before?" He'd never actually tried it out.
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"It did. I helped put it together when we first got it because it was in parts...and then again when something shorted it out. But it worked fine under the initial restrictions amd limitations." He lifted his shoulders and dropped them with a sigh. "So I'm not so sure how well that will go now that the limitations have been bypassed."
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