Wedding Venues These Days Ammirite? [CLOSED]

[standless]

WHO: Frieren and Jonathan!
WHERE: The Museum
WHEN: The Museum at Night! (mid-late April)
WHAT: Knight at the Museum goes rather Awry- but does it really?
WARNINGS: None, love wins fellas,

The day had gone about as well as most could expect of a trip to the museum accompanied by a band of small children. If there had only ever been mundane tasks required of them in fact, it would have been perfect- the kids were lovely. Between Jonathan and Frieren's own enjoyment of history, and the alternating approaches to appeal to the kid's natural curiosity, it was probably the most well-behaved the teachers had ever seen their students at such an outing.

Unfortunately, that was not the only reason the two were there, and when the sun sets it's time to face that music.

"I believe I've made a grave error."

Such are Jonathan's words, but Frieren will not likely need them to see that for herself. Night fell, and the tablet was located entirely because of the spectacle surrounding it.

Personally Jonathan's not really sure why all those dioramas are so close to each other, but that's neither here nor there. The point is, they had the tablet and they had the advantage of being small, speedy, and fragile.

In the presence of two who really, really didn't want to harm anything small and fragile.

He thought, truly, that he had the right idea getting more to their level! Just be small! Be a bat again!

...

Anyway now he's all pinned down with ropes. And the train is over there, and oh, it'll probably hurt a lot actually even if it won't actually stop him, erm-

"Frieren??"

Help!

un: c-z; video

[bolledivita]

WHO: Caesar and you!
WHERE: The network
WHEN: 4/23
WHAT: DING DONG IT'S PROPHECY TIME
WARNINGS: Caesar quotes August verbatim at one point, so: August's mouth by proxy

[The video feed opens up to the familiar sight of the Zeppeli household's kitchen, where Caesar's sitting at the table with a coffee mug that he's absolutely pouring booze into.]

Good evening, everyone, it's a new month and the new prophecies are here. I'm just going to get right to that.

Starting off, the tarot card for the month is the Hanged Man which sure sets a tone. According to August, that's-- [Reading off of notes:] "shit like sacrifices, uncertainty, fucking martyrdom, so you know, all the fun shit we love to see here in Kaisou."

Other than that we have a clock striking midnight, red paint splattered across a canvas, a cardboard house crumbling into nothing, and a gravestone with "Kaisou" written on it.

[Good grief. There's a pause after he relays all of that, where he stares down at his coffee cup, then drains it of its contents.] ... As for me, I ended up getting a song.

[He both hums and taps out a particular tune and grimaces.] Catchy at first, but much less charming after it's been stuck in your head for several days.

the shopping bag ladies

[honestyandpluck]

WHO: Lucy Westenra and Yasuho Hirose
WHERE: Undertown
WHEN: some nebulous point in April!
WHAT: the girls are tracking down a cursed bag for a side quest. this will surely go well.
WARNINGS: probably none! will edit if this changes.

[How hard could it be, Lucy had reasoned when she’d taken on this job, to find a cursed, sentient bag somewhere in Undertown?

She should not have jinxed them like that, she realizes this now. Luckily, they don’t have to find all the cursed bags, just one. Unluckily, tracking it down is trying even Lucy’s patience, and by the time they get to Corvus’s TechBoi Empire she looks up at the sign and lets out just the biggest sigh.]

Must we go in there? [The look on her face as she listens on her borrowed cat-ear headphones says she already knows they will.]