[013] Where she's from, partying is considered an art form.

[yousoundblue]

[audio // English]

Back at home, if you were going to host a party--a formal party, not just a spontaneous affair with a few friends--how would you do it? I'm having trouble imagining how it works without helpmates.

[Something occurs to her.]

Oh. Ah, helpmates are wearable networked computers with neural interfaces.

Comments

[chovahano]

It was not my place to host parties, formal or otherwise. But if it had been, I should think I would have done much the same as Nano Antony.

Nod, smile, and pay for whatever the donnas required.

[yousoundblue]

Hello, Deuce!

What's a "donnas?"

[She's pretty sure "Nano Antony" is a name. It sounds Martian, for your information.]

[chovahano]

Greetings, ma belle.

Women. Italian women in particular. A very fierce and exacting breed, I assure you.

[So, so very amused and, in his opinion, completely honest.]

[yousoundblue]

Women? What about everyone else?

[Lika will never understand gender norms. Though she totally gets regional stereotyping.]

Yeah so "post as another user" doesn't work from here.

[fetchthestick]

My Misters would do it!

at least it wasn't erol's account

[yousoundblue]

[Well that makes no sense at all. But this is a new userid! Yay, Lika loev new friends.]

Oh, hello. I'm Lika. Who are you?

That will happen one of these days.

[fetchthestick]

I'm Thom! Nice to meet you, Miss Lika.

((Wag wag wag THOM LOEV FRIENDS))

and i will SCREENCAP THAT SHIT you have no idea

[yousoundblue]

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Thom.

[Use an honorific on her, get one used on you, little guy.]

So what's this about "misters?" English isn't my native language so sometimes I don't have the right cultural background to understand things.

[so_flighty]

Oh! Are you thinking about holding a party?

[yousoundblue]

Janelle and I might, yes.

[It's a new userid. She quickly checks the comm logs for posts. Dammit, Renna didn't mention her name when she came aboard and it takes too long to flip through the conversations while she's in the middle of having one herself and why the hell are the comms so useless she hates this place.]

...Hello, I'm Lika. I believe you're a new arrival?

[so_flighty]

Oh, I don't know Janelle, though the name sounds familiar, maybe she's been mentioned...hmm.

Oh! Yes, I'm new, sorry for all that, I'm Renna!

[Renna is very bad about introductions, and will probably forget Lika's name in the next few minutes. Renna also hates this place.]

[yousoundblue]

[Lika sends Renna Janelle's userid in text.]

You've probably heard her. She was the one talking about a party last night.

Pleased to meet you, Renna. Where are you from?

[talkback_stein]

Okay, what kind of party is this exactly.

[yousoundblue]

Ah. We've had a bunch of new arrivals. Janelle and I were discussing hosting a party so people could get to know each other.

[talkback_stein]

That would be pretty sweet. I am like, the king of the shindig, if you catch my drift - so if you need any help throwin' this thing together, I can totally hook you guys up.

[yousoundblue]

[By which he means a keg and a stack of bar cups, right?]

Oh. Well. Logistics will likely be a problem.

[You're going to be carrying stuff, Chase.]

[Voice]

[seasindorei]

We have this mysterious ritual known as "Doing it yourself."

[Voice]

[yousoundblue]

And just how am I expected to transmit my emotional state to a non-telepath if they don't have a helpmate and the proper neural implants?

[Yeah, Ter, answer that.]

[Voice]

[seasindorei]

...you use facial expression and tone of voice, you dolt. Have you forgotten how to interact with normal people or something?

[Oh, he will! He will.]

[Voice]

[yousoundblue]

Normal people have helpmates and neural implants.

[Silly Ter, Lika's culture is the standard by which normal is judged.]