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Who: Everybody!
Where: Riegfried and Soy's mansion
When: Saturday, 26th of February
Summary: Once upon a time, in a little online roleplaying game, there was a contest.

Riegfried and Soy's mansion is never not extravagantly decorated, but for one of their beloved contests, they've of course gone all out.

The Ballroom is the focal point of the day. Not only has a stage been built upon which the contests can impress everyone with their performances, the entire room has been given a bit of a Fairy Tale make-over.

A large, long table, practically groaning under the weight of little cakes and pastries, coffee and tea, and everything to fill a rumbling stomach stands at one end of the room, a merry sign proclaiming 'Happy unbirthday!!' planted in the largest cake in the centre. Spindly-legged tables with tall chairs surround the banquet table, giving everybody the chance to have their private little tea party (mad or otherwise), though do be careful before you pour some tea in your cup -- there might be a sugared little Dedenne 'sleeping' in your cup.

A string quartet sits at the ready to fill the room with light, dreamy music, and once the contest is over, expect the tables and stage to be swiftly cleared away so the ballroom can be used to dance in. Perhaps you can celebrate your victory on the dance floor, or drown your defeat in one of the many glasses of champagne that'll be whisked in by the waitstaff.

Unless you are underaged, of course, in which case you can enjoy a nice, sparkling glass of apple juice (non-poisonous).

Behind the scenes, Riegfried and Soy have made their own Sewing Atelier available for contestants to get dressed in, to wait for their turn on the stage, and of course, to do those highly necessary last minute repairs, because there is always something small that has to go wrong with these events, right?

And if that wasn't enough, for those who'd like to stretch their legs and get some fresh air, access to the Garden has been made available as well. The path has been cleared of snow, little twinkling lights decorating the trees and plants along it, and the entire walk has been decorated with many impressive ice sculptures -- a beautiful prince and princess dancing in the snow, a hooded girl taking a basket to grandma's place, a delicate little fairy granting a wish and many other beloved moments from fairy tales have been eternalised (well, as long as the weather is cold, at least) in ice.

Oh, and for those that have entered in these contests before, they might spot some familiar faces among the sculptures: A Bewear in a beautiful rose-adorned dress, an Umbreon and Milotic curled together at rest, a lovely little Ducklett surrounded by icy cocktails. Yes, that's right! If your Pokemon has ever won a medal from one of Riegfried and Soy's contests before, they'll be able to find themselves sculpted from ice.

Heck, Riegfried and Soy will even let you take the ice sculpture home with you if you want.

If you can... somehow carry it, that is.

Oh, and should you worry about things getting late and flying home in the dark, Riegfried and Soy are more than happy to open one of their many bedrooms to you! They are just a little... unique looking, is all.

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Wheeeere is the princess? THERE she is!

_{[James has spotted his roomie and his favorite Pokemon. With Psyduck and her lil tea cup in towe, he strides over to the Stunky and crouches down, his knees around his ears, to be nose to nose with her while she's exploring.]}

You show-stopper! C'emere.

Oh good, you can carry her around now. My shoulder's getting tired.

[Jack waves to JW, cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. The Princess makes a little huffing noise and gently bats JW's nose in greeting. It's difficult to tell with Stunkies, but she seems happy to see him.]

Somebody feels like she's too good to use her own friggin feet today.

_{[He scrunches his face up in a grin when she bats at his face. JW reaches out and scoops Princess up under her little arms and holds her high over his head.]}

Well, she's right. Aren't you? Aren't you?

_{[Meanwhile, Psyduck spares Jack a slightly annoyed look. She and JW have been getting along more recently but she has to admit that this is a bit much.]}

Oh yeah, I'm seeing this. We both have to live with it.

[This is directed to Psyduck. Jack gets it. Yes, Princess is very special, but sheesh. JW is like some lovesick sap when it comes to the Pokemon.]

Sometimes I think I could fuck off for like a month and as long as I left her, you wouldn't even notice.

[At least not for a week.]

_{[JW hefts The Princess up onto his shoulders and cocks his head to one side, sending Jack a wry smile.]}

Naw I wouldn't, Jack, you know that. You're my best friend. You just...happen to have the best Pokemon, that's all. We've bonded. In our souls.

_{[Psyduck just lets out the most long-suffering SIGH.]}

That and you'd run out of food, and you'd notice I'm not around to buy more!

[He can joke about it because they are best friends. Like he'd told Angel, it's not mooching if it's an actual friend. And what else does he have to do with his money?]

You'd starve without me, buddy. And then your Pokemon would eat you.

[A pause, as though Jack's considering.]

Or not, I don't think you'd make good rations.

_{[He lets out a rip of a snort and laughs.]}

How the hell d'you think I've survived this far? NOTHING wants to eat me!

If we ever get stranded in the mountains or some shit, you better pray I die first, cuz I sure as hell couldn't survive off of you.

[Not that he would anyway, Jack has a hard line about actual cannibalism. Besides, it's not like anybody can really die here. Which is why it's funny to joke about it.]

And neither of us is eating Princess!

_{[JW feigns a scandalized gasp and reaches up to cover the Pokemon's ears.]}

Don't even joke about that! I would eat you in a heartbeat before I ever even considered taking one of The Princesses little toes.

_{[He holds eye-contact with Jack before reaching up and smushing the Stunky's face into his to give her a kiss.]}

I would gnaw your bones.

You'd probably eat your own Pokemon before her.

[Sometimes Jack wonders if JW even likes all of his own Pokemon. Of course the same can be said of him. Sometimes you just don't click. He's got plenty of Pokemon he doesn't have any real bond with.]

Speaking of eating stuff, you hit the buffet yet? Nobody puts out a spread like the crazy rich, I'm pocketing some shit to take home.

_{[JW takes a moment to scratch his chin as though he's really thinking about this mountain pass situation.]}

Maybe Killer...but certainly not miss Psyduck.

_{[He finally turned to his water-type to give her the time of day.]}

Hear that, girl? You're off the menu!

Psyduck.

That means thanks.

Psyduck.