[EVENT] - Medena's solstice

[marleneonthewall]

Who: Open!
When: Monday the 20th & Tuesday the 21st (post the day in your subject)
Where: The high school football field in Underwood, where Medena resides
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: TBA

[If Marlene has your phone number, consider yourself invited. If she doesn't have your phone number but has met you once, consider yourself run into on the street and then invited. (And then she probably asked for your phone number afterward.)]

[All the real partyin' is gonna be happening from twilight to sunrise, with some inn-owners volunteering the booze (they are not checking IDs ofc), some catering ala monster hunters and the bonfire, and a couple local bands volunteering some music--there's an even split of indie groups from Earth and performers that crossed over from Zen, even a few collaborations between them. Tip them if you like them!]

[This is pretty illegal actually, but nobody's going to try to stop them until the bonfire gets out of control late Tuesday night.]

Comments

[jupiter_bands]

Wow, you know, I don't even know which sports are real! I need to sit down and start reading encyclopedias or something!

[though impractical and not the right solution for this problem, as Khsharriet she'd probably enjoy it]

[the_foe_cleaver]

[The Khshathra doesn't know which sports are real and which aren't? This is a surprise to him. He imagines sports are a vital part of a guild leader's duties.]

Boxing? What does that one entail? [He glances at Irene because Harriet seems unsure!]

[shardstorm]

[Irena isn't surprised, but a little disappointed. Figures the new Khshathra wouldn't be very knowledgable of things even in her own world! Wait, that might be worth telling Nova!]

Punching. They wear big, funny gloves and punch each other in a boxing ring, a square with ropes around it, and they bleed a lot. [she hadn't watched much after the first vid- the whole 'bleeding' thing wasn't... something she wanted to watch. :(]

[jupiter_bands]

Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.

Oh! I hear in hockey they sometimes interrupt games to have random fistfights. Hockey's a game where guys skate around on ice, except it's manlier than figure skating because they hit a puck with sticks.

And then punch eachother.

[the_foe_cleaver]

Hmm. I prefer fighting with weapons... [Bograak animatedly taps a finger against his chin.]

Oh! Tell me, Lady Khshathra and Irena, my good friend!

[He looks AMAZINGLY EXCITED]

Does Earth have... baking sports?

[shardstorm]

Baking... sports? [Irena looks at Bog a little confused. 'Sports' and 'baking' are not two words she'd ever tried to google together.]

[She holds up the phone and starts to pull up google to look it up, but gets a youtube video in the search, which makes her glance at the Khshathra. The idea of 'telling Nova' things suddenly becomes 'showing him things', and she silently flips the camera on on her phone, pretending to use the search function.]

[jupiter_bands]

[tragically oblivious to the phone]

Baking...sports?

...Well, reality TV has competitive baking, that's kind of like a sport! A bunch of chefs show up to see who is the best baker and some famous cooking expert yells at all of them and stresses them out and then they eliminate somebody every episode!

[the_foe_cleaver]

[Bograak really doesn't understand the concept of the phone as a camera. He's still struggling with figuring out how to call people and send text messages. He assumes Irena is working sorcery with it.]

Inform them that I have challenged all of them! Bograak the Foe-Cleaver's baking beard will leave them quaking in their boots with fear!

[shardstorm]

[...Irena can't help but giggle, glancing up at Bog.]

I'm not sure it works that way? What is it called? [She looks at Harriet expectantly, finger over the keypad as though she intends to type it into her search AW YEAH SHE IS SNEAKY LOOK AT THE CAMERA GO]

[jupiter_bands]

Oh yeah, you have to have some kind of established bakery to get on the show. They tap people who are already popular and then pit them against one another in a brutal baking showdown.

[considers her audience]

..But not actual combat.

[the_foe_cleaver]

I will bring them battle and cake, then! I--

[He processes what Harriet says. Oh. Damn it all. Still, she does raise an interesting point. He nods his head, finger going to his mighty bearded chin.]

Irena! To compete, I must open a bakery! I will open such an establishment!

[shardstorm]

Ah? [Surprised, Irena lowers her phone to blink up at Bog. His own bakery...?]

You would need to learn how to use Earth ovens, first. Unless you opened a place with Zenderael ovens? [He could do that, right? Most of Bastan was already on Earth, anyway.]

[A glance back to the phone and- oh, those are the Khshathra's shoes, oops. She flips the camera off, worried about getting caught...]

[jupiter_bands]

I respect your lighting-fast commitments to gigantic plans, Bograak! I hope your bakery turns out well!