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yogen2021-12-22 12:49 pm
carpevinum) wrote in yogen2021-12-22 12:49 pm
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THE CHRISTMAS MINGLE YOUR PARENTS WARNED YOU ABOUT
At some point in the night, taking advantage of the perma-silence, Lucifer and a few others sneak about to decorate the dormitory for the holidays. The morning of 12/25, you'll wake up to the smell of Christmas cookies wafting from the dorm kitchen, and upon actually leaving your room, there are string lights and decorations thrown up in the hallways and the common room proper.
The decorating is, of course, courtesy of Nene, who has been working hard to ensure that there's something more beautiful than those ghoulish paintings on the walls here. You can thank Helena, Sidney, and Lucifer for both the cookies and other, more substantial food which will periodically be presented throughout the day — Lucifer practically lives in the kitchen for the duration of the party and can sometimes be seen shooing the other two out to go have fun. That said, the table housing all of these dishes, ranging from traditional Christmas meals (as best they can do with limited resources, anyway) to more ostentatious treats will never be empty, so please eat to your heart's content!
Thanks to Amami, there's a large, undecorated Christmas tree in the middle of the common room that looks to be very well taken care of. Next to it is a table full of art supplies for making colourful paper ornaments, and a small card lying nearby that instructs those participating to write down a wish on the ornament proper before hanging it on the tree. It may not come true, but you know it'll be safe since no mysterious forces set this up — wish away!
Should you come to spend time at the party and fraternize, you'll find that you're being waited on by a number of small little imps except they're all wearing tiny Santa hats — they'll bring you food and drinks and candy should you request it, and they're on their Best Behaviour, so please be nice to them! They are simply underpaid service workers. They're absolutely thrilled to talk to you in chirps and weird demonic chittering, and they understand what you're saying at least.
In the back corner of the room, there's a minute-to-win-it type game set up: two chairs are tied by the backs together by two ribbons, about two feet apart from one another. Nearby, there's a table of candycanes for use in this game. The goal of the game is to toss a candycane while standing on one of the chairs and get said candycane to catch on the ribbons, or to see who can get the most candycanes on a ribbon in a minute. The instructions are explained on a little card sitting nearby, with further note to not eat all of the candycanes (there are more set out on the food table, you see) so people can play, and another smaller note banning the use of magic against an opponent who doesn't have it. Let's keep the game fair, people. And let's thank Hikaru for running out to get an obnoxious amount of candycanes for everyone.
Lucifer will intermittently come join the festivities from time to time when he's not cooking, wearing this, please feel free to bully the demon for celebrating the holiday from the religion he hates. He can take it, it's okay.
Last but certainly not least, Noah is roaming about the party using his magic to try and liven the place up. Little stars hang from the ceiling around him in a ten-foot radius, and should you frown at all, he will come up to you and put cat ears formed of magic shadows on you until you laugh. On occasion, he can be seen slipping out of the party with cookies and stacking them on a plate in front of Komaeda's door. The stars go with him, but the good news is that Natsume is also helping with their little lightshow, so the twinkling indoor galaxies will not be absent for long. It's a joint effort between Clamor's apprentices, and their hard work really shows through, magic training is difficult after all. Feel free to bother either of them to do magic tricks for you, if you'd like, or just lie down under a curtain of stars.
The night promises to be magical (semi-literally), even if we're all stuck in purgatory, so relax, put your feet up, and sing Christmas carols to your heart's content. And don't worry about the cleanup — just try not to pass out on the floors.
[OOC: Merr Crimmus try not to kill each other, that is my only request, otherwise go buck wild]
The decorating is, of course, courtesy of Nene, who has been working hard to ensure that there's something more beautiful than those ghoulish paintings on the walls here. You can thank Helena, Sidney, and Lucifer for both the cookies and other, more substantial food which will periodically be presented throughout the day — Lucifer practically lives in the kitchen for the duration of the party and can sometimes be seen shooing the other two out to go have fun. That said, the table housing all of these dishes, ranging from traditional Christmas meals (as best they can do with limited resources, anyway) to more ostentatious treats will never be empty, so please eat to your heart's content!
Thanks to Amami, there's a large, undecorated Christmas tree in the middle of the common room that looks to be very well taken care of. Next to it is a table full of art supplies for making colourful paper ornaments, and a small card lying nearby that instructs those participating to write down a wish on the ornament proper before hanging it on the tree. It may not come true, but you know it'll be safe since no mysterious forces set this up — wish away!
Should you come to spend time at the party and fraternize, you'll find that you're being waited on by a number of small little imps except they're all wearing tiny Santa hats — they'll bring you food and drinks and candy should you request it, and they're on their Best Behaviour, so please be nice to them! They are simply underpaid service workers. They're absolutely thrilled to talk to you in chirps and weird demonic chittering, and they understand what you're saying at least.
In the back corner of the room, there's a minute-to-win-it type game set up: two chairs are tied by the backs together by two ribbons, about two feet apart from one another. Nearby, there's a table of candycanes for use in this game. The goal of the game is to toss a candycane while standing on one of the chairs and get said candycane to catch on the ribbons, or to see who can get the most candycanes on a ribbon in a minute. The instructions are explained on a little card sitting nearby, with further note to not eat all of the candycanes (there are more set out on the food table, you see) so people can play, and another smaller note banning the use of magic against an opponent who doesn't have it. Let's keep the game fair, people. And let's thank Hikaru for running out to get an obnoxious amount of candycanes for everyone.
Lucifer will intermittently come join the festivities from time to time when he's not cooking, wearing this, please feel free to bully the demon for celebrating the holiday from the religion he hates. He can take it, it's okay.
Last but certainly not least, Noah is roaming about the party using his magic to try and liven the place up. Little stars hang from the ceiling around him in a ten-foot radius, and should you frown at all, he will come up to you and put cat ears formed of magic shadows on you until you laugh. On occasion, he can be seen slipping out of the party with cookies and stacking them on a plate in front of Komaeda's door. The stars go with him, but the good news is that Natsume is also helping with their little lightshow, so the twinkling indoor galaxies will not be absent for long. It's a joint effort between Clamor's apprentices, and their hard work really shows through, magic training is difficult after all. Feel free to bother either of them to do magic tricks for you, if you'd like, or just lie down under a curtain of stars.
The night promises to be magical (semi-literally), even if we're all stuck in purgatory, so relax, put your feet up, and sing Christmas carols to your heart's content. And don't worry about the cleanup — just try not to pass out on the floors.
[OOC: Merr Crimmus try not to kill each other, that is my only request, otherwise go buck wild]
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...
npckun goes ahead to follow him out of the building. ]
Are you going sledding?
[ It's not an ideal sled, but it looks better than their "find a round trashcan lid or baking pan like they do in the movies" idea ]
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Are there any hills worth sledding down? [this place doesn't even have any glaciers why even bother]
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[ They mime shoving snow aside with both hands as if it were a bookshelf and not snow. Maybe if he packs the snow together he can make his glacier ]
...and make one!
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[for a second, he considers shutting that down. but also, he hasn't done anything hugely dangerous and irresponsible for weeks when he used to do that daily so.]
How high do you think all the snow that's fallen could go? [pauses, thinking] The roof sounds like a good start...
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[ It's probably a hypothetical question but why guess when you can math? There's a little muttering underneath their breath...
google says classrooms are around 900 square feet which seems tiny but okay
looking at the locations page, the classrooms look to be about 1:2, so x*(2x)=900, x^2=450, x≈21 ft
the courtyard is about (2x)*(2x)=4x^2=1764≈1800 square feet
generously, the rest of campus not covered by buildings is about the size of the courtyard, so a total of about 3600 square feet
I said "several feet of snow" which I'm going to say is like... three feet, because that's more than two feet and one foot crippled me for days. So 10800 cubic feet to work with
a sledding hill doesn't have to be very wide, maybe 20 feet, and should have a gentle slope of about 30 degrees, and can be approximated by a right triangular prism with a width of 20, height of x, and length of y
tan30=o/a=x/y, y=x/tan30, volume=(1/2)(20)(x)(x/tan30)=10(x^2)/tan30=10800
(x^2)/tan30=1080, tan30=1/√3≈0.57≈0.6, x^2=648, x≈25 feet
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You'll have to pile it up pretty steep to reach the roof. You can only reach two and a half stories with a 30 degree slope.
[ They think. Sportacus is a math teacher, double check their math, because they're reverse calculating it and to reach the roof with a 30 degree slope we're going to need "several feet of snow" to mean 7.5 feet of snow and idk if I can do that to y'all ]
...Unless you fill the hill with rocks. I can sell you a lot of rocks.
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Ah, yes, your fundraising for woodworking college! [just the slightest hint of sarcasm slipping past the constant sincerity.] How has that been going?
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It's been great! December is a very lucrative month, so I've been able to make lots and lots and lots! Do you want to buy some rocks?
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[cocks head] I have been wondering: Is there actually a number you're aiming for, or is it just as much as possible?
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As much as possible! Why would I set an upper limit when my goal is to do the best that I can and make the most that I can?
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[ They spend it immediately, there is no money. ]
I'm not just making money for the sake of being rich, you know... That's pointless.
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No way! They're just normal boring rocks you'd pick up off the ground, you know? It's my Aniki's collection!
[ He maybe spent money on rocks. ]
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[but, more important things to focus on right now.]
Hm... You don't seem to have much else besides rocks. [shrugs] You must be spending it all on something... Is it not on objects at all?
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[ never mind, not important ]
And nope! I'm buying a wish! I'm paying in installments.
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oh, no.
his entire expression falls. it takes a few seconds, but he manages to struggle half a smile back on.]
A payment plan for wishes is very... [nope, anxiety absolutely setting in, unable to mask it completely.] You, ah... You know to be careful, yes? Very careful, with those sorts of things. Things can go very wrong if you aren't.
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oh, no, their expression falls when his does, and the anxiety is doubled and mirrored back ]
What? What sort of— What wrong things can happen?
[ IT'S TOO LATE they already made the wish, they're just paying it off now and they're not exactly in a position to back out of it ]
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... Sometimes... [exhales] Sometimes, when you make a wish... You get exactly what you wished for. It's just not usually what you wanted.
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[ Is this not the basis of so many horror stories ]
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[ It was the sentiment they held onto, sort of like when you pray for something really hard and go through all the variations of the wish ]
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[he will keep listing them]
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No! That's cheating!!
[ What the heck! God, they made you a deal!!! ]
I want him back as himself! He can't be sick or dismembered or implanted into another body!
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If wishes wor... if wishes were easy, everyone would make them. And that would be... bad, for the world. [a shrug] There is a reason "may you get what you wish for" is considered a curse, not a blessing.
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It's not easy, though! I'm giving up a lot for this wish! All my time and energy and my life— if I don't get what I want, that would be mean!
[ And how dare the other side be mean, lie or cheat or weasel their way out of the contract otherwise ]
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