( open ) foolishly laying our hearts on the table, stumblin' in
WHO: Elysium, Wriothesley, and YOU!
WHAT: BACHELOR PARTY
WHERE: Various locations in Las Vegas
WHEN: May 15th-16th
WARNINGS: Copious consumption of alcohol, unsafe and insane behaviour probably (it's a night out in Las Vegas, standard warnings apply), I'll add more as they come up
[ On the evening of May 15th, all characters will be receiving the following text. Unless you're you know who, who it's been purposefully filtered away from. ]
🎉 You're Invited to Wriothesley's Bombastic Bachelor's Bash!!! 🎉

Date: May 16th
Time: 11AM — ???
Locations:
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Dress Code: Casual, swimwear
Join us for a day of exciting adventures as we celebrate Wriothesley's last hurrah as a single man, jam packed with activities to make it a time to remember! From aerial rides to skydiving, to a poolside lunch and bar-hopping with party games, it's our time to let LOOSE!
Bar and general venue expenses will be covered by yours truly, but for everything else please plan your budget accordingly. For any questions, contact me here @ hottie.
Whether you know the man or not, the more the merrier! He'll be happy to have you.
Can't wait to see you there!
Your new or old best bud,
Elysium
( OOC: This is an open log, so feel free to thread jack and top level to your heart's content! Characters may join for every prompt or the select few they'd be interested in, assume the locations field contains a detailed timeline of where the crew will be and when. For the bar and clubbing prompt, characters ages 21+ only, please!
No one's actually getting married btw (probably), Elysium just wants an excuse to party. )
WHAT: BACHELOR PARTY
WHERE: Various locations in Las Vegas
WHEN: May 15th-16th
WARNINGS: Copious consumption of alcohol, unsafe and insane behaviour probably (it's a night out in Las Vegas, standard warnings apply), I'll add more as they come up
[ On the evening of May 15th, all characters will be receiving the following text. Unless you're you know who, who it's been purposefully filtered away from. ]

Date: May 16th
Time: 11AM — ???
Locations:
██████████████
██████████████
██████████████
██████████████
Dress Code: Casual, swimwear
Join us for a day of exciting adventures as we celebrate Wriothesley's last hurrah as a single man, jam packed with activities to make it a time to remember! From aerial rides to skydiving, to a poolside lunch and bar-hopping with party games, it's our time to let LOOSE!
Bar and general venue expenses will be covered by yours truly, but for everything else please plan your budget accordingly. For any questions, contact me here @ hottie.
Whether you know the man or not, the more the merrier! He'll be happy to have you.
Can't wait to see you there!
Your new or old best bud,
Elysium
( OOC: This is an open log, so feel free to thread jack and top level to your heart's content! Characters may join for every prompt or the select few they'd be interested in, assume the locations field contains a detailed timeline of where the crew will be and when. For the bar and clubbing prompt, characters ages 21+ only, please!
No one's actually getting married btw (probably), Elysium just wants an excuse to party. )
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[But he doesn't. He didn't expect him too, but its nice regardless. Is Elysium trying such things because of him? Toying the line? What else can he tug him into, what else can he make him consider, even if he doesn't act on it?]
[But we're people, first. Aren't we?]
Ha. See, even those metaphors are becoming a mess.
[An exhale, moving to rub a little from jawline to throat where those fingers were. A sea to drown the sun. A man to drown another man into himself, yet the man could burn him, tear his masks away, let his face be seen by the light. Dangerous. This may not be wandering into the territory of actual harm anymore, he thinks, but maybe this is worse.]
[His eyes flick back to Elysium's face.]
But regardless. People are kinda more dangerous as they are, though. A man can make you do things a sun or a sea can never do. Think about it.
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[ With a bit of an amused smile. That's the trend, isn't it? Them making messes of everything. ]
I don't have to think about it to know it, Koski. How would you compare your world to this one? [ He hums, as if contemplating his own question. ] Mine could be better. Mine could also be worse. I've travelled every reach of it and have seen and heard all sorts of things, encountered and experienced every natural disaster you can think of. Floods, wildfires, earthquakes. Just to name a few. But what kind of events do you think left lands the most forlorn?
[ People were made to recover, to start anew. Setbacks were just that. The more insidious cases, where dangers and corruption were lurking beneath the surface from a sentient mind—those were the ones that left Elysium helpless. To their scale, a sun or sea couldn't get under your skin. They couldn't worm their ways into your heart unexpectedly, like a person could. Elysium's eyes curve with interest in answer to Sampo's gaze. In a respect, wasn't this why they were so willing to be open to one another? ]
Haha. You don't have to answer that. I was just going along with what you'd said. Besides. You'd get bored, wouldn't you? Being the sea for too long. I wouldn't do that to you.
[ Elysium wouldn't do that to himself, first of all, and trust his sun with Sampo's sea. More than any superficial wound, it would be worse. ]
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[Haha. Masked Fool inside joke. It's fine. He'll laugh at it on the inside.]
[What does make the lands more forlorn? He actually does have an answer to that. It's a little surprising to him, how eager he is to answer Elysium's questions, rhetorial or not. Not like he's aiming to be sincere - this is him they were talking about, and all - but he supposes he just wants to see how the other would react. What faces would he make? What would his brain piece together of this man who calls himself Sampo Koski?]
I do want to answer. Belobog....is a place of unbearable strife. Its a planet literally mostly covered by one giant raging snowstorm. If its not the cold that'll kill you, its the monsters, or the twisted corruption they brought with them. There's only one city left. The great bastion of humanity. And still...some days....I'd take on the snow rather than deal with some of the souls in that place for too long.
[Evil could always be found to take advantage of the weak. Its unfortunately a fact. He's seen it far too many times.]
[His hand moves to ruffle the man's hair, chuckling.]
But anyways, thanks for not making your dear pal into a sea. I already got a lot on my plate as a regular ol' guy, right, sunshine?
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[ If he had to protest one thing, it would be the circus metaphor… go along with it he does, but there's no denying that it would go against his sense of aesthetics. Awful.
Anyway, given that they've both been surprisingly candid about aspects external to themselves, Sampo being transparent about his origins (citation needed) isn't a particular sticking point. One of these days, they might both come to realise that their disclosures might be exclusive to each other, albeit for different reasons; Sampo's in his curiosity to see if Elysium will come to know "Sampo Koski," and Elysium's in not wanting to burden others with knowledge. ]
… Hm. I can think of several places that are like that: blanketed by snow and storms more often than not. But a widespread phenomenon affecting an entire planet is unheard of. In those cases, you'd hope everyone would be able to unite for a better future, wouldn't you? Or at least come together in some regard.
[ Yet, things aren't that simple. It's natural and human nature to prioritise one's own self above all else. He'd once run away from witnessing such blatant corruption, but even now, acknowledging it, what could he really do?
His mouth flattens into a grim line. ]
But you and me both, brother. You and me both.
[ —So much for sunshine would be the thing to say here, if the hair ruffle didn't work to disperse any complicated feelings that'd arisen from their conversation topic. His mouth opens in protest and his hand will be halfway to batting it away, but it stops halfway to allow Sampo to continue to do as he wills, eliciting a softer laugh as he closes his eyes. ]
Yeah, yeah. Lots on your plate here of all places, huh. I suppose even without the sea, the sun will continue to shine.
[ The world could reach a heat death if the sun doesn't set, but whatever!! Right? At any rate, it's an end to how this conversation had begun: whether or not Sampo would remain with him on the metaphorical stage and for how long. ]