thanksgiving log, thespiderswalk callbacks.
[picture it: New York, New York. Thanksgiving day, 1936 - a dinner that mirrors the other. It's November and there are plenty of people in the city with nowhere to go. A few of these people have been organized together into a group, to have a group dinner.
It's drizzling, grey and chilly and dimming outside, but the windows of Iroh's café are lit golden and welcoming, warm air and cheerful voices rushing out the door every time it opens to let someone else in. Inside, there's a motley but sizable feast spread out on several tables: turkey, mashed potatoes, green beans and mottled apples, miso soup, a few bottles of cider, pie, a ridiculously fancy cake with white florets of frosting and creme filling, looking a bit out of place. Plates maybe not all matching and a bit chipped here and there, utensils not as shiny as they were in their heyday or a little bent. It's all sort of cobbled and patched together, but everyone keeping company and eating together seems happy to be there, there are lively groups circulating and conversation and gorging going on. It's being made to work.
Some of these people know each other quite well by now, and it's been a long year, as usual. Still, a stranger would settle easily into that group. They're New Yorkers. The city, the group, the place - they aren't constant things.]
[ooc: THANKSGIVING LOG, FUCK YES. those of you who played at thespiderswalk? Feel free to tag in with your TSW characters as if they've just had another year, and are now doing another dinner together! ♥ The log is open to anyone, as if anyone pauses to look curiously in the window (having slipped into TSW-New-York from the thinned walls of another universe or another game, or what-have-you) then Rin will just haul them in ("You'll catch your death in the cold out here!") but if you have a tsw pup, you're absolutely encouraged to tag in with them! Prose threads and action threads are both welcome, according to your inclination. ;)
For those of you who weren't at tsw, a little background info: tsw was not an AU game, but a memory replacement game. As such, all these tsw princesses are not in their castles, and for characters who might be sensitive to such things, they'd be able to tell that all original memories TSW characters had have been suppressed, with a fabricated history plausible for the world written in over their original memories. Something's funky here, but the TSW characters... aren't really as aware of it as an outsider might be.
Doubles are welcome! Inviting yourself in is welcome! Tagging in staring at this madness from outside and having another character drag yours in is welcome! Threadjumping is welcome! Just have fun~ ♥
Threads potentially of note will be linked here:
- Get your dance on!]
It's drizzling, grey and chilly and dimming outside, but the windows of Iroh's café are lit golden and welcoming, warm air and cheerful voices rushing out the door every time it opens to let someone else in. Inside, there's a motley but sizable feast spread out on several tables: turkey, mashed potatoes, green beans and mottled apples, miso soup, a few bottles of cider, pie, a ridiculously fancy cake with white florets of frosting and creme filling, looking a bit out of place. Plates maybe not all matching and a bit chipped here and there, utensils not as shiny as they were in their heyday or a little bent. It's all sort of cobbled and patched together, but everyone keeping company and eating together seems happy to be there, there are lively groups circulating and conversation and gorging going on. It's being made to work.
Some of these people know each other quite well by now, and it's been a long year, as usual. Still, a stranger would settle easily into that group. They're New Yorkers. The city, the group, the place - they aren't constant things.]
[ooc: THANKSGIVING LOG, FUCK YES. those of you who played at thespiderswalk? Feel free to tag in with your TSW characters as if they've just had another year, and are now doing another dinner together! ♥ The log is open to anyone, as if anyone pauses to look curiously in the window (having slipped into TSW-New-York from the thinned walls of another universe or another game, or what-have-you) then Rin will just haul them in ("You'll catch your death in the cold out here!") but if you have a tsw pup, you're absolutely encouraged to tag in with them! Prose threads and action threads are both welcome, according to your inclination. ;)
For those of you who weren't at tsw, a little background info: tsw was not an AU game, but a memory replacement game. As such, all these tsw princesses are not in their castles, and for characters who might be sensitive to such things, they'd be able to tell that all original memories TSW characters had have been suppressed, with a fabricated history plausible for the world written in over their original memories. Something's funky here, but the TSW characters... aren't really as aware of it as an outsider might be.
Doubles are welcome! Inviting yourself in is welcome! Tagging in staring at this madness from outside and having another character drag yours in is welcome! Threadjumping is welcome! Just have fun~ ♥
Threads potentially of note will be linked here:
- Get your dance on!]