paradisalogs | Super Duper Borgia Party

Who: OPEN TO ALL
What: Lucrezia's Birthday Party
When: 18th April - Nighttime
Where: The Grand Hall
Rating: It's a party thrown by a pony for a Borgia, I don't think such a rating exists.

[Cheese had made Lucrezia a promise, and by Cheddar, he was going to follow through on it. Of course, as experienced a party planner he was, he'd never worked his craft in a magical castle before. Still, he had his pride as the best of the best (bar one) on the line, and he wasn't about to quit over schematics.

He'd waited until he was sure the Discord-esque spiral nonesense was over and done with, then carefully sent invitations to the entire castle. He wasn't sure who Lucrezia's friends were, so he figured if he sent an invite to everyone, they'd choose to come of their own accord. The people living outside of the castle were another matter, a hastily left journal message would have to suffice. The invite was surprisingly elegant, for someone who could only draw with his mouth, giving the time and place, and reminding them they should probably at least try to bring a gift. Don't be a jerk, now.]

[[Mingling | Food | Bar | Games | Dance Floor | Wallfowers - Or make your own!]]

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[Oh yes, there's a bar here, and it has all sorts of drinks lined up, Cheese wished for at least three drinks from everyone's home worlds, and the castle delivered. There's also a keg of delicious Equestrian cider. Careful, it's alcohol content is meant for ponies, it might be a touch strong. Enjoy your drunken antics! Of course, there as soft drinks for those not willing to get drunk tonight.]

[ She could never resist a bar. She's Fanalis, and she's more than good at drinking, after all. She did miss her drinking buddies, of course. Drinking with her brethren always was fun, even when Rohroh and Muron picked fights with each other and Captain was sent flying (again and again) because she loved them.

So of course, she's ssniffed out the strongest kind, and is cheerfully looking over the room (back against the bar and feet dangling because she's not the tallest woman) as she downs whatever the drink was called. ]

[Cheese has a tankard of Equestrian cider to keep himself happy, as he wanders over.]

Everything good here?

[ Seeing tiny talking horses... She has not done that before. If she had not been told about a guy turning into one, she would have thought herself to be drunk, despite everything. ]

Sure is, this is great.

[ She lifts her jug, to show what she means. ]