OPEN INVITATION: THE MEETING [OPEN]
Who: areyouhungry and YOUUUUU (SOLJA BOY)
What: The first meeting of the S.S. Thor Refugee Peacekeeping Committee!
When: BACKDATED TO YESTERDAY 8( aka THE 20TH, 5:30-6:30pm
Where: Gyglax Rental Meeting Rooms, Floor 4, Room 241
Form: Action is probably easiest, but prose is fine if you prefer it.
Warnings: Uh, maybe somebody might swear, that sometimes happens in meetings. This is all based off this and this! Feel free to make up your own stations, etc. =3=)-b!!
Luke walked around the room, eying the setup. He'd arranged the tables into a "roundtable" sort of setup, with lots of seating at the table itself- as well as against the walls, for those who weren't as keen to join- or join in- right away.
To the side of the room was another, single table on its lonesome, stacked high with cakes, pies, and a seemingly endless variety of baked... things. He'd have to ask Tear what the hell she'd made, when she got back. For his own part, he'd added some store-bought jugs of juice and water, as well as some cups and napkins. Hopefully nobody was bringing a curry, or... something.
With everyone writing in a different language, a member sign-up sheet was practically pointless. Instead, he'd hired one of the Gyglax bots to collect the names of room numbers of people interested in joining- he was assured by the company the [stupid] thing could relay all the names to his Guide later on- although he strongly suspected it wouldn't be quite that easy. Additionally, it could apparently take meeting "notes". Well, better it than him, at least...
Striding over to the snack table, he yanked the plastic wrap off the cups with something of a flourish, and binned the trash. It was bound to be any minute now that people would start showing up.
What: The first meeting of the S.S. Thor Refugee Peacekeeping Committee!
When: BACKDATED TO YESTERDAY 8( aka THE 20TH, 5:30-6:30pm
Where: Gyglax Rental Meeting Rooms, Floor 4, Room 241
Form: Action is probably easiest, but prose is fine if you prefer it.
Warnings: Uh, maybe somebody might swear, that sometimes happens in meetings. This is all based off this and this! Feel free to make up your own stations, etc. =3=)-b!!
Luke walked around the room, eying the setup. He'd arranged the tables into a "roundtable" sort of setup, with lots of seating at the table itself- as well as against the walls, for those who weren't as keen to join- or join in- right away.
To the side of the room was another, single table on its lonesome, stacked high with cakes, pies, and a seemingly endless variety of baked... things. He'd have to ask Tear what the hell she'd made, when she got back. For his own part, he'd added some store-bought jugs of juice and water, as well as some cups and napkins. Hopefully nobody was bringing a curry, or... something.
With everyone writing in a different language, a member sign-up sheet was practically pointless. Instead, he'd hired one of the Gyglax bots to collect the names of room numbers of people interested in joining- he was assured by the company the [stupid] thing could relay all the names to his Guide later on- although he strongly suspected it wouldn't be quite that easy. Additionally, it could apparently take meeting "notes". Well, better it than him, at least...
Striding over to the snack table, he yanked the plastic wrap off the cups with something of a flourish, and binned the trash. It was bound to be any minute now that people would start showing up.