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bottlecaplogs2025-12-02 06:57 pm
dunchies) wrote in bottlecaplogs2025-12-02 06:57 pm
[ open mingle log ] birthday boy boltund
WHO: Laios and friends, old and new
WHAT: A belated birthday dinner, mixed with a housewarming and welcome party
WHEN: Evening of December 1st
WHERE: Laios’s mid-tier house
WARNINGS: Pokémon as food, alcohol mention
a. appetizers
[ Look closely at the quest board lately, and you might find a posting that doesn't quite belong. A flyer, handmade yet carefully crafted, with an important announcement: Please join us for a special dinner! All are welcome!
There's a hastily made correction too, scratching off the November 26th date for December 1st. With the snowstorm and influx of newcomers, changes had to be made. No matter. The party must go on. Just be sure to follow the directions when that new date finally arrives, up the Canopy toward the far corner of the mid-tier housing. You'll eventually find a humbly decorated abode, warmly lit with candles and all manner of foods to try. There's plenty of options to choose from, ranging from soups to skewers, with respect to the various opinions on dietary choices around here.
Then, of course, front and center, are the meals made with special thanks to their contributors. Feel free to taste test them with your fellow party-goers, or perhaps ask your host what exactly might be in this thing. ]
b. entrees
[ Later into the party, you might be interested in starting up a few games to pass the time. There's always those sleepover classics, or maybe one of the board games Laios borrowed from the Archives. Both seem to be all the rage these days. The birthday boy seems plenty excited to join in for either!
For non-game enthusiasts, you're more than welcome to a slice of cheesecake — pumpkin or Pumpkaboo flavor, courtesy of the resident pirate chef Sanji. Now might even be a good time to get Laios to finally open that present you brought, after bringing it all this way. ]
c. desserts
[ It’s a bit later in the evening when Ribombee makes his brief appearance. He doesn’t have much time to stay and chat with the other guests — always a busy bee, he is — but he does manage to pull Laios outside to talk for a time. One could only imagine the birthday wishes being given to one of the guild leader's most special of boys.
Not long after arriving, Ribombee flutters off yet again, leaving behind a gift basket of fancy bottles and cheeses. Laios simply sits at the edge of the platform, staring into the distance, until the bug is finally out of view. All alone now, he lowers his head. Maybe it's time to bring him back in before it gets too cold. ]
Oh! [ Whether he knows you well or not, he puts on a smile for whoever might approach. ] S-sorry, I got a little distracted.
[ If you’re old enough, he might motion toward the basket, offering: ] Want to try some? I don’t really like to drink alone.
[ If you’re younger, or just not inclined toward alcohol, he’ll instead say: ] It’s a nice night, right? I never realized how bright the stars can get.
d. snacks
( ooc: your classic wildcard option. note that along with the meals made for the player quest, you can assume there's more standard options too, with and without meat. all prompts are open to play around with, so feel free to mingle and mix it up too. happy to toss laios at anything! )
WHAT: A belated birthday dinner, mixed with a housewarming and welcome party
WHEN: Evening of December 1st
WHERE: Laios’s mid-tier house
WARNINGS: Pokémon as food, alcohol mention
a. appetizers
[ Look closely at the quest board lately, and you might find a posting that doesn't quite belong. A flyer, handmade yet carefully crafted, with an important announcement: Please join us for a special dinner! All are welcome!
There's a hastily made correction too, scratching off the November 26th date for December 1st. With the snowstorm and influx of newcomers, changes had to be made. No matter. The party must go on. Just be sure to follow the directions when that new date finally arrives, up the Canopy toward the far corner of the mid-tier housing. You'll eventually find a humbly decorated abode, warmly lit with candles and all manner of foods to try. There's plenty of options to choose from, ranging from soups to skewers, with respect to the various opinions on dietary choices around here.
Then, of course, front and center, are the meals made with special thanks to their contributors. Feel free to taste test them with your fellow party-goers, or perhaps ask your host what exactly might be in this thing. ]
b. entrees
[ Later into the party, you might be interested in starting up a few games to pass the time. There's always those sleepover classics, or maybe one of the board games Laios borrowed from the Archives. Both seem to be all the rage these days. The birthday boy seems plenty excited to join in for either!
For non-game enthusiasts, you're more than welcome to a slice of cheesecake — pumpkin or Pumpkaboo flavor, courtesy of the resident pirate chef Sanji. Now might even be a good time to get Laios to finally open that present you brought, after bringing it all this way. ]
c. desserts
[ It’s a bit later in the evening when Ribombee makes his brief appearance. He doesn’t have much time to stay and chat with the other guests — always a busy bee, he is — but he does manage to pull Laios outside to talk for a time. One could only imagine the birthday wishes being given to one of the guild leader's most special of boys.
Not long after arriving, Ribombee flutters off yet again, leaving behind a gift basket of fancy bottles and cheeses. Laios simply sits at the edge of the platform, staring into the distance, until the bug is finally out of view. All alone now, he lowers his head. Maybe it's time to bring him back in before it gets too cold. ]
Oh! [ Whether he knows you well or not, he puts on a smile for whoever might approach. ] S-sorry, I got a little distracted.
[ If you’re old enough, he might motion toward the basket, offering: ] Want to try some? I don’t really like to drink alone.
[ If you’re younger, or just not inclined toward alcohol, he’ll instead say: ] It’s a nice night, right? I never realized how bright the stars can get.
d. snacks
( ooc: your classic wildcard option. note that along with the meals made for the player quest, you can assume there's more standard options too, with and without meat. all prompts are open to play around with, so feel free to mingle and mix it up too. happy to toss laios at anything! )
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It's a nice way to finish off all that food, that's for sure.
[ He hums with a mild tone, eyes following what looks like a gift until it's on the ground. First thing's first though. ]
Shuckle wine, apparently. Ribombee knew I'd like that. [ The explanation for how it's made certainly got him excited, and yet he doesn't feel the need to get into it. ] But there's a honey mead too, if you want something a little less... [ He shrugs and leaves it at that. ]
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Anasui shrugs. He makes no move to explain what the gift is, instead choosing to inspect the bottle more carefully.]
Wine made from Shuckles or wine made inside the Shuckle shells? [It's an incredibly important distinction.] Keh, doesn't matter, really, I'll have some. Not too much though... My tolerance isn't as high as I'd like people to believe.
[Anasui glances over to Laios again.] You've been out here a while, you know. Any reason?
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[ His ears perk at the question though. ]
Oh! Made from the Shuckle juice inside their shells. They store berries and slowly ferment them that way. Neat, right? [ He laughs a little, glancing from the present up to Anasui. ] I'm not really a big drinker either, but it's always nice with company. [ He starts to pull out the drinking glasses until— ]
R-really? Guess I didn't notice... [ His ears fall again. There's no point in hiding what this is all about. ] ... You probably already know, but Ribombee told me the news. About Fireheart.
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[Anasui nods thoughtfully. He suspected that the Shuckle wine would mean it was brewed in the shell, given what he knows about the berry juice Shuckle can produce but it's nice to have that confirmation. He watches Laios get their cups out and... Ah. Right...
Anasui gives a long sigh. He knows he and Emporio were some of the last to see him. They had gotten that raw meat for Laios and Sanji, ironically enough... And then they headed off, parted ways and...]
... Yeah. It was sudden. At first I thought that mangey cat just overworked himself again. But then... well... You know now. No point in saying it again.
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I should've realized sooner. I didn't think... he'd just disappear. [ Something about that hurts harder than Fireheart getting sick again. He heaves a sigh. ] I was really hoping he'd enjoy the birds I caught. A-and I know this is for my birthday technically, but... one of the first things he did was show me how to hunt properly.
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Neither. But given what happens to some people in the forest... how sometimes they're here and sometimes they're... not. It shouldn't be surprising. But Fireheart is strong, he'll be able to take care of himself if he is still out there. [Anasui isn't one to sugar-coat things but he does have some tact. Still, he isn't just slathering platitudes. Firepaw can take care of himself when he isn't fretting over friends in the clinic.]
Hmph... Make sense. [Firepaw did always like meat raw despite being a fire type. 'Comfort food' as he had called it...] Guess the birds doubled as both a parting gift and a birthday gift too, huh. Make sure it doesn't go to waste.
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[ Laios shifts uncomfortably. If any of them could handle being out there on their own, it'd be Fireheart, but the Litten never gave him the impression that he was much of a lone warrior. He gave everything to help friends and strangers alike, and now he's all by himself, where he might be.
At least it's better than thinking about the alternative scenario. ]
That's one way to look at it, I suppose. [ His brows furrow slightly, if only because he never asked for a parting gift. ] ... But I won't. I know how valuable resources are, even around here. There's no way I'd disrespect him like that.