SUNDAE PARTY @ THORNTRAIL!

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thorntrail sundae party!!

what's up?

Thorntrail won September’s pep rally, and Peckenpaugh has ponied up with the treats! After dinner this evening, Thorntrailers come home to find their common room decked out in celebratory colors. A magnificent spread of sundae making options is laid out for them just near the entrance, kept cool with chilling charms. With AV Club’s help, Ms. Altizer has set up a projector and screen to play spooky movies this evening. In keeping with the upcoming dance’s theme, Thorntrailers get to watch a double feature of Alien and John Carpenter’s The Thing.

Grab a bowl, load it up, and kick back either inside or out. You’ve earned this, Thorntrail!

visuals!

volunteer slots!

While talking to Armani, [CHARACTER B]'s ice cream mood spoon turns DARK PINK, aka lusty. Oh, UH—Jeez! This spoon is DEFINITELY buggy!!

* Ramona Grimsditch is eating their sundae by the bonfire outside when something lands in their dish with a splat. It's a stone...shaped like a cicada shell? * Ramona glances up into the rope bridges and spots a blanch-faced freshman looking down at them, horrified.

* NOTE: this volunteer slot is only available to those players who do not currently have a cicada shell stone.

how this works!

🍦 Festivities start after dinner at 7PM and end at 10:30, which is House curfew. Ms Altizer lets Thorntrailers watch the last bit of The Thing if they want, though.

🍦 Alien is started promptly at 7 and ends a bit before 9. The Thing starts up around 9 and plays until around 11.

🍦 Thorntrail students are able to invite one (1) non-Thorntrail friend to the party. Guests get a Big Foot footprint stamp on their hand. Party crashing isn't that hard, but Ms. Altizer is watching and will give you the boot if you annoy her. We won't actually be prohibiting anyone from participating in this IC/OOC. The "DID YOU CRASH?" section is just for a fun goof. :)

🍦 All the sundae spoons at this party are mood spoons! Utensils magically enchanted to change color to reflect your mood. Of course, it wouldn't be Peckenpaugh if there weren't a hiccup. A lot of the spoons work, but some of them... just don't—glitching in weird ways.

🍦 Thorntrail Cheer is responsible for today's decorations. Thank you, cheerleaders! Ice cream and toppings were provided by The Zippy Dip and the Dis 'n' Dat.

locations!

🍨 DID YOU TRY TO CRASH?: Are you not a Squatch, didn’t get an Official Thorntrail Invite, but still want ice cream, anyway? Check in here to tell us how you tried to blend in. We’ll see how Ms. Altizer felt about it.

🍨 THORNTRAIL: OUTSIDE: It’s a bit chilly, but not uncomfortably so. Up in the trees, Thorntrail is a complex network of patios, rope bridges and wooden ramps. While the ladders probably aren’t of much use to you with a bowl full of ice cream in hand, you may find the high up hammocks suspended between trees to be the perfect place to lounge and snack. Down below, a bonfire roars, and tonight everything is illuminated by magical bobbing firefly lights. On the ground you can gather with pals and keep warm by the fire. If you’re looking for a bit more privacy, it’s easy to find a secluded spot up high to enjoy your ice cream in peace alone or with a friend.

🍨 THORNTRAIL: INSIDE: A fire roars in the hearth of Thorntrail's common room, keeping the chill of the Sundae Bar at bay. The rustic common area is already well decorated, but tonight there are banners and streamers and fairy lights hung from rafters and the common room's great central tree to celebrate Thorntrail's pep rally spirit victory. With AV Club's assistance, Ms. Altizer has set up a projector and screen and tonight students can enjoy a double feature keeping in line with the Homecoming dance's spooky sci fi theme: Alien and John Carpenter's The Thing. To accommodate a dessert theater crowd, a number of small circular cafe tables have been set up on the edge of the viewing area, and closer to the screen the floor is lined with comfy pillows and bean bag chairs.

🍨 THE SUNDAE BAR: Two large buffet tables flank the Thorntrail common room entrance. On one table, traditional ice cream offerings are joined by frozen yogurt, sorbet and vegan options, with flavors running the gamut from classic vanilla to strange ones like sweet corn and lavender. The other station features a seemingly endless supply of topping options, candies, fruits, cakes, syrups both magical and mundane, and even some incredibly odd options like bacon and wasabi peas. There are an assortment of bowls (some of them edible!), cones and dishes. Soda is also available along with tall milkshake-style glasses if you'd like to make yourself a float.

🍨 ELSEWHERE: If you got up to anything anywhere else on campus, why don't you scene it here?

🍨 OOC - QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS!

Comments

Mickey & Also Eddy I Guess + XDB

[champlified]

Xenia beams. "Have you had the cuttlefish kind?" She points definitively (and expectantly) to a bowl, waiting for Eddy to sample one if he hasn't.

She wrinkles her nose playfully at the compliment, then shrugs. "I think it's good Mickey is such a go-getter. She's confident enough to try new things and go for what she really wants. That's good pet parenting."

Is there a little twinge of sarcasm in any of this? Possibly. But it's buried pretty deep.

"Meanwhile," Xen continues more seriously, lowering her voice into a deeper, spookier timbre, "my rat daughter Jellybean isn't allowed at these kinds of events."

Mickey & Also Eddy I Guess + XDB

[quidditched]

Eddy has definitely not had the cuttlefish kind. This changes at Xenia's prompting, and as someone whose palette has been groomed for years on the sort of fare you'd find on a Cracker Barrel menu, it's not too surprising that the face he makes is not immediately appreciative of this new culinary adventure. "It's great." His face tells another story.

Mickey proves at least some of Xenia's point by wrestling the remainder of the cuttlefish chip out of Eddy's hand and munching on it loudly. It's certainly some kind of pet parenting.

"She'd never let me leave her behind," Eddy sighs, as if somehow this teeny tiny bean of a rodent is the boss in this relationship. Maybe she is. "Gonna sneak Jellybean something later..?"