Snowball War in the Park, Late Friday Night

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After a lot of drinking at the Devil's Nest, Aziraphale had prevailed upon his companions to join him for a walk in the park. Using various excuses from "it'll make us feel better" to "it'll sober us up", he convinced them to leave the club and head out into the snow.

Jesse was toting an extra bottle, Lucifer -- who apparently had never been drunk before -- kept trying to wander off, and Aziraphale was in much better spirits than when he'd started drinking. Which meant that the sight of all that lovely white snow reminded him of his first winter in Fandom. And that reminded him of Wilson.

And that reminded him of snowballs.

Slipping away to gather up a handful, the angel packed a rather lopsided snowball, and sent it whizzing toward the other two men's backs. Of course, being extremely drunk, his aim was probably rather poor.

[ooc: Park is open for snowball fights or pointing and mocking. Thread is locked to a_phale, preacher_custer, dawn_bearer, and dr_jwilsonmd.

The Park, Saturday afternoon

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

A smallish, odd-looking shape appeared over Fandom, appeared to be heading for the Preserve, until a last minute course correction had the ship landing in a more-or-less open part of the park. Dramatic moment of silence as ducks boggled, and then the hatch hissed open and a uniformed figure stepped out, curly hair falling around her shoulders and a smile on her face.

"Ah, Fandom, sweet Fandom . . ."

[[Mainly for maias_notebook, lovechildblair, and moonbrain_tam and their *Pigs in Space voice* adventures . . . in . . . spaaaaaaaace . . .]]

Caritas - Saturday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

There was a sign posted at the front door:

G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Second Annual
Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

The sign ended up being covered in snow, though. If people had heard about the night's event previously, they'd know it was here. If they didn't, well, then they might get pulled into the event by GOB when they really weren't expecting it.

Inside the bar at precisely 5:55 PM, the familiar opening of "The Final Countdown" blared and GOB strutted out onto the stage. He did his standard illusions plus a couple new tricks (Tino put the fire out before the dove flew too far, and a squirrel emerged from the resulting mess. It was pretty impressive as long as you didn't know that fire wasn't supposed to enter into it at all.)

Finally, he was done. "Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to a new world of understanding! A new world of socialization! A new world... of dating!" On the last word, twin bursts of smoke went off behind GOB for emphasis. A banner almost identical to the sign out front dropped above the stage. "I welcome you all to the Second Annual Three Minute Dates at Caritas!"

"When I call your name and the name of someone else, you will find each other, look longingly into each others' eyes, and figure out whether or not you give a damn about whatever they're talking about. If you do, remember that for later because you'll have to do the same thing four more times! When we're all done, you'll have the opportunity to come up here onto the stage and open your heart, hold up a sign with the person you want most, and hope you don't get your heart broken. But if you do get your heart broken, hit the bar and get trashed!"

At some point during this, eight sprigs of floating mistletoe made their way into the club and looked around for people to make kiss.

"Oh, and too many guys signed up, so the men are going to have a few gay dates. Hope you don't mind."

[OOC: Three minutes equals ten comments for our purposes. That's five comments per person. Try your very best to get it wrapped up in that time. You do NOT have to do these in chronological order. Do them as people are available. Just try not to screw up your chronology if you can.

Remember, if you slap someone, you will be teleported out of the club and will have to make your way back.

The eight sprigs of mistletoe are for the following people to mod: Jarod, Dr Venture, Jay, Conner, Teddy, Aly, Rosette, and Will. Each of you can mod just one sprig during only one round. As per Hawkeye's post last night, the mistletoe will yell until you kiss the person you're with or you trick the mistletoe. Since each of you can only use it once, though, you should choose wisely. During mistletoe rounds, you can go as high as fifteen comments just to deal with the extra complication. :)

Please try to get through all of this today. If you can't, though, feel free to finish up tomorrow.

Any necessary announcements will be made up here. Thanks and have fun!]