The Victor is...

[gamemakers]

Who| EVERYONE. IC participation is mandatory (OOC is not, you may handwave)
What| Momoko's victory crowning
Where| The ball room
When| The Wednesday before the next arena.
Warnings/Notes| None atm.

The party was styled for Momoko.

The tables were covered in lace, delicate dishes and silverware, flowers that fell from vases covered in Victorian paintings. It was the most extravagant tea party to ever be thrown, with tiny, thin china cups and a too many tiny little finger foods being passed around to count. The ballroom has been styled in extravagant Baroque, as the Capitol was fairly liberal with their adaption of historical time periods.

The costumes were just as liberally chosen, from tall, powdered wigs holding birdcages with live birds, clearly hailing in the style of Marie Antoinette to regency gowns gathered under daringly (and occasionally outright) exposed busts to tight corsets and the skeletons of skirts exposed and decorated. A quarter played live music at one end of the room, before a wide dance floor.

At the head of the room there was a long table with a throne for Momoko, as elaborate as anything else in the room. And along the long table, group close to those who they seemed to enjoy, was a place for many of the Tributes, with a small place card that said "Special guest of The Capitol." This table was fed first, received drinks first, and was clearly favored.

Any Tributes not seated at the long table with their peers were dispersed among the the smaller table spread about the room, left to rub elbows with the guests invited from the Capitol, and the reporters covering the event. Security was, if anything, tighter than the last crowning.

These people have seats a the big kids table. You guys are free to decide who sits by who (And if three people sit by one person, don't worry too much about it) but they are, when possible set by their friends:

Atticus Bell
Draco Malfoy
Chibi-Usa
Dr. Grey
Adel
Tony Stark
Howard Bassem
Javert Neeshka
Vanessa Carlysle
Lindsey McDonald
R
Albert Wesker
K
Alpha
Diana
Katurian
Aunamee
Maximus
Blaine Anderson
Alex Rider
Glinda
Gaila
Parker
John Watson
Lottie LaBouff

Comments

[lassoftruthiness]

"You get used to it," Diana replied, same teasing tone. "And it's simpler than dancing while wearing one, at least one of this volume." She spoke from experience of both sides.

[mediumdrip]

"You handle it well," he said. "Gracefully. Much better than I would."

[lassoftruthiness]

"Maybe someday I'll return this favor, teach you to dance in a corset and hoop skirt. There's a challenge." She was still teasing, although she'd certainly follow up if asked. Growing up in a culture with only the one gender made the crossdressing stigma particularly confusing. And it was good, Diana felt, to talk about the future as a sure thing.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine chuckled softly. "If you think I could pull off that look, I'll totally try it out."

[lassoftruthiness]

"I think I do," she said. "It's a date. I'm sure it wouldn't too hard to track down something in your size. I don't think it'd be hard to track down any outfit in any size, here."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine grinned a bit. "Okay," he said. "And no, I don't think so either. We'll have to say what my Stylist thinks."

[lassoftruthiness]

"Right, of course," Diana nodded, though her smile dimmed at the thought of Stylists. She hadn't had someone whose job it was to tell her what to wear and how to wear it for quite a while, and it turned out she hadn't really missed it. "Although we can pass on the corset, I think, I wouldn't recommend them for the inexperienced. "

[mediumdrip]

"Totally. I think my ribs thank you," he said with a small smile.