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Laios Touden ([personal profile] dunchies) wrote in [community profile] 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! )
telewarped: (This sweet overflowing nectar)

[personal profile] telewarped 2025-12-08 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
a. appetizers

[Shoka hasn't eaten meat a single time since she became a Pokémon. This is partly due to a personal distaste for hunting cute, collectible monsters with fang and claw instead of FanGO magicite, and partly due to her simply not having any carnivorous urges. While she has no idea what Mimikyu naturally eat in the wild, she'd found that she could subsist on pastries and berries, and that was fine by her.

But she was an omnivore before she became a Pokémon and the meat is already here, so nicely prepared and smelling heavenly. It'd be a shame to let it go to waste.

So she takes a Spicy Fletchling Bite for herself, delicately plucking it up in her claws and pulling it under her cat-shaped disguise rag. The process of eating must be taking place somewhere under the cloth, because she makes a small, pleasantly surprised noise before announcing:]


Low-key... I kinda love this. [And she only sounds very slightly guilty about it!] Wonder if somebody'll whip up some fried Combusken or something later, too. With Christmas coming up and all...

c. desserts

[Shoka spends some time watching Ribombee and Laios before deciding to approach. She isn't trying to be nosy, really; she just can't help being a little curious—and she still has a gift of her own to deliver anyway.

When she sees Laios dip his head, she hesitates, wondering if it might not be a good time—before deciding that now is definitely the right time and shuffling over anyway. Thankfully, the birthday boy doesn't seem to mind.

When he indicates the stars, she gazes up at the sky, the head of her disguise drooping backward as she does.]


Mm. Don't think I've ever even seen this many before. Most nights, you can't see any where I'm from.

[A set of claws emerges from under her disguise rag to deposit a small jar of Honey into his already full gift basket. It's wrapped in a bright yellow bow and decorated with a tiny, dangling lizard, sewn together from wedges of fabric and stuffed with scraps of yarn.

There was already plenty of honey present in the night's dishes, but she didn't know that when she decided to bring the jar over, and it can't hurt to have more for later, right?]


Here. Didn't have a chance to give it to you earlier, so...
Edited 2025-12-08 05:03 (UTC)
telewarped: (Without looking at the other side)

[personal profile] telewarped 2025-12-26 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I'm from a big city, so... [So... in her world, that would be enough explanation. But she isn't, of course, so she continues,] There's a lot of artificial light, and that makes the sky too bright to see the stars.

[Come to think of it, she's never really asked Laios about where he's from, has she?

On the topic of the Honey, however—]


Duh. You see any other birthday bozos around here? [Her voice is a bit terse—intimidating, maybe, to him—but it softens to something almost nervous-sounding when he continues.] W—well, good! I'm, uh—glad, or whatever...

[A short silence, then, before she indicates the bottle sitting beside the jar with a nod of her disguise-head.]

Don't hold back on my account, by the way.