[Open - Communal] Meet 'n' Greet!

[winged_knight]

WHO: Anyone! Hosted by Wing, Vectorians especially encouraged.
WHERE: One of the larger upper platforms in Vector Prime's Quadrant.
WHEN: Now
WHAT: Mixer for Vectorians and general social gathering for everyone.
WARNINGS: None yet. (But there's booze so...at the very least there might be bad karaoke)

Upon entering Vector Prime's domain it's obvious that things are a foot. The typically serene atmosphere is enlivened with notes of music and the murmur of voices punctuated by the occasional bubble of laughter that filters down from the upper heights, a soft glow of illuminating one of the larger platforms with a structure built on it. Colorful streamers fly from crystalline light poles, marking the way through the various crystal bridges and small platforms, until one reaches the large terrace on which the gathering is situated.

A large pavilion-like structure, enclosed on two sides but otherwise open to a majestic view of the gorge and beyond, shelters the bulk of the gathering. Its roof is several stories tall, enough to accommodate their First Forged benefactor should he choose to join them, and what could be considered a dance floor sprawls off to the side. The platform edges have been lined with a railing here unlike most of the others, to waylay any highgrade assisted trips into the gorge itself. Along another wall, nearest the open area, speakers and other equipment have been setup to provide music and other entertainment. One of Vector Prime's Acolytes greets newcomers with a simple nod, and may later be seen looking after the replenishent of refreshments as needed.

Tables of typical Cybertronian height line one wall, where tapped cylinders of softly glowing energon, both standard and highgrade, sit alongside cubes waiting to be filled. Various pieces of make-shift seating suitable to the average mech are scattered around. Central to the pavilion is a wide raised platform, about waist height to the average Cybertronian, designed to allow the shorter attendees to converse with their taller robotic fellows at eye level. Human scale ladders allow access to and from the floor, and occupying the platform is a buffet table accompanied by several mis-matched chairs.

The buffet table is covered with an eclectic assortment of refreshments and serving implements more suitable to organics, mostly non-perishable pantry type goods, (you can be certain there's Twinkies!) along with a odd collection of various alcohols including a bottle or two of whiskey. At the end of one table sits an old refrigerator on its back, now tasked with being a simple ice box, filled entirely with chunks of clean snow and ice from Liege Maximo's quadrant. Accompanying it are wax paper cups and a pitcher of fruity syrup that smells reminiscent of Kool-Aid. (make yourself a snow cone!)

The pavilion is attached to a larger building, two doors at the rear of the pavilion each lead to two separate rooms. One that appears to be in use for the storage of unused supplies and materials while the other is filled with makeshift seating of various sizes, creating a more relaxed atmosphere. To the rear there is access to a second floor, the rooms of which appear to be currently unused.

Barricade and Soundwave have agreed to provide musical entertainment for the evening.

Miko may play some guitar for us if we can find a way to power her amp.

Wing will perform a traditional narrative sword kata with some musical accompaniment.

Vector Prime himself may make an appearance at some point as well.

((---This is COMMUNAL log and designed to be a mixer, so post to note your attendance and then tag around!---))

((If you'd like to do a game, performance or other activity feel free to make a post for it and let me know, then I'll highlight it here.))

((I tried to set a foundation for the scene but leave a lot of stuff open, so feel free to embellish where you like. We have access to pretty much anything that's mundane though likely it comes from the Junk Pile. Feel free to have your character bring something if they want.))

Comments

[wakizashi_straight]

To be fair, crowds are kind of Noisy Boy's thing. If you didn't have one at a match, you were in trouble. He looks up (and up) at Drift when he approaches. Don't worry, Drift, he's happy to talk (or text, rather) your ears off about the rules that govern his life.

The WRB has strict height regulations; I am one of the tallest boxing bot in the League.

[sword_redemption]

"And you fought off sharkticons."

A note of admiration in Drift's voice. Noisy Boy was even shorter than he was.

[wakizashi_straight]

Noisy Boy dips his chin slightly, modest. Though he's quietly pleased that Drift approves.

It was only two feet taller than me. An illegal opponent still, but he'd hardly had a choice. And Midas with his mohawk had been over regulations too.

I could not simply let it rampage through the temple, or escape. It might have harmed someone.

;-; i never go tthis notif!

[sword_redemption]

You were very brave.

And you fought without a handler. [Cool, huh? He knew you could do it!]

D:! DW, why ;A;

[wakizashi_straight]

[His pistons whirr quietly. Sh-sheepish about compliments, even the ones he's earned.]

Thank you.

They were only defensive moves. I cannot attack on my own. [Still, defense is more than others might be able to do independently.]

okay now the reason is just that I suck :(

[sword_redemption]

Even more impressive, then, fighting with only half a skill set.

[You will accept this compliment or Drift will...compliment you some more!]

And there has to be a way to work on that?

:( You don't suck

[wakizashi_straight]

[asldkjfslfj stop that complimenting it's baffling! <3]

You flatter me.

And I do not know if there is. No one has ever tried to work on it before.

[sword_redemption]

I don't flatter. I tell the truth.

[He's seen flatterers in his time. He's not one of them.]

It's something you could look into.

Unless, of course, you want to do something other than fight.

[wakizashi_straight]

Then thank you.

[Really, he hasn't gotten much flattery or compliments in a while... except because of his appearance, which he easily accepts. He is the prettiest bot~]

I suppose I ought to.

I do not know what I would do besides fighting. Regardless, I ought to be able to defend those here from trouble.

[sword_redemption]

[Ah so that's his weakness: his pretty.]

Defending others is a good cause, but hopefully, one day, we won't need to.

[wakizashi_straight]

[Well, he is pretty. And top of the line and knows it.]

Hopefully. But until monsters are no longer dropping out of the Lambda they must be defended against.

[sword_redemption]

[No argument here.]

True. That's what we can do. And we'll do better next time.

[wakizashi_straight]

[At least that's the most of Tak's arrogance that's stuck with him?]

Now that we know these things can happen, I am certain we will.

[sword_redemption]

We'll have a better plan next time.

It won't just be you by yourself. [That still bothers him, that he wasn't able to help.]

[wakizashi_straight]

Even the best strategies rarely survive entering the ring.

[Noisy Boy isn't sure what he could say to that, so he simply reaches up and touches Drift's arm with the flat of his 'boxing glove'. It's okay. He got help and everything turned out all right in the end.]

[sword_redemption]

Or combat. Still, we can be better prepared than we were.

[The touch startles him for a klik, and then he lays his hand over the back of the glove.]

[wakizashi_straight]

We can be. Things will go better if it occurs again.

[He looks up at Drift, hydraulics whirring. See? It's 'kay.]

[sword_redemption]

Let's hope we get to enjoy more times like this, though.

[Which is sort of begging the question.]

....are you having a good time?

[wakizashi_straight]

Hopefully we shall. That is not a sort of fighting that I can appreciate.

[Too much chaos.]

I am. I enjoy things like this.

[Crowds are something he's at home with.]