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Welcome to Partie D'Amour! This is an event being held by Lab 305 itself. All *money earned during the event goes to further fund the lab. Things break, after all, and general upkeep and maintenance isn't free! Not to mention Kyou needs supplies to keep making the soul bottles.

Besides... Valentine's Day shouldn't be the only time to spread around love, should it?

Starts : Thursday February 15th, 2007
Ends : Sunday February 25th, 2007

[ General Rules ]

[.01] Respect all your fellow RPers. This goes without saying.
[.02] Read each post on the front page carefully. Each area has its own special rule, make sure you read over them and understand what is required of you.
[.03] Non-owners must have an RP profile posted under "Non-Owner Character Profile" under the "Biotic Interactions" section of the guild. If you have not yet done so please complete a profile before you participate in this RP.
[.04] All other Lab Rules apply & Follow the Gaia T.O.S. The lab rules can be found on the first page of the Lab thread. The Gaia TOS should be followed under all circumstances, this should also go without saying!
[.05] Booth Volunteers are there as RP facilitators - Lab staff and Raevens/owners at the booths are there to help facilitate the RP. Please respect them as they will be working hard just so you will have a better RP experience.



[.01] Please post In Character (IC) in this thread. If you feel the need to comment OOC-ly, please put it between brackets [[ ]] or (( )) or whatever fancy brackets you like to use.
[.02] IC post is enforced. Every post needs to contain IC content! You cannot just post an OOC comment in this thread without any form of IC roleplaying.
[.03] No extensive l337 or n00b language allowed.
[.04] No God-modding. Even if your character has godly powers, you still can't godmod and kill all the other Raevans or owners. If you do there will be no one to RP with you anymore! And even Gods have weaknesses!! Keep in mind that basically, "assuming" another character's reaction in any way, shape or form counts as god-modding!
[.05] Proper English is required.

*No real gold is expected, any given to those in the booths/working the refreshment stand will be considered a generous donation.

There is a rather large booth set up with all the warm and holiday themed food and drink you could imagine! Pink Lemonade, Baked Potatoes, Baked Yams, Chocolates, Warm Cookies, Chocolate Ice Cream and so much more! There's even a selection of fresh flowers! Just ask one of the many volunteers to serve you up something delicious.

Lazarus, Kalec, Rivener, Ray Kit, Zavier, and Gage.

Lucky Pan?

There's a large iron cast pan with two 100-sided dice sitting in it, beside is a card with scribbly handwriting and a poloroid camera.

[ Rules ]

1. First roll first serve. The first person to roll the number is the one to get the prize.
2. Please do not roll randomly! You MUST make an IC post that pertains to the Event. The IC content of this post must be at least 3 sentences long for the roll to count.
3. Non-Owners, Owners, and even Staff may roll. But a Raeven cannot! That'd be cheating (because someone could get two.)
4. You may keep one prize.
4. If you roll the number of a prize, but you wish to keep rolling for another one, you can. Each time you roll the number of an unclaimed prize, you may choose whether to keep the one you have, or exchange it for the new one. Any prize that is "given up" will go to the next person who rolls or has rolled that number.

Chloe stood nervously behind her booth, pressing her face lightly into her scarf. It was cold out, but not bitterly so, and the bonfire did well to keep her warm enough.

She glanced to the side, where Roux floated, his expression was sour and his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't really seem to want to be there yet.. he hadn't really made too many protests when she'd suggested he run a Kissing Booth but she was still worried.

..The small defacing above his booth wasn't really reassuring, either. Who'd done that?!

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Aphismet and Rivener both leaned over to see the dice in the bowl. There was an unspoken contest to see who would be able to tally the two numbers the fastest, and Rivener was the one who spoke up.

"It's 91! ...Nothing."

With a pout, the Raevan floated away.

As Rivener floated away, Aph was left to his own devices. He turned and picked up the dice again, rolling once more in secret, trying to keep the dice from clinking too hard on the Pan... Honestly, Rivener had no right to demand him to roll. If Aph won, he would pick something completely different from what Rivener had wanted, just out of spite. He looked at the dice, counted the number (much slower than Rivener had), and breathed:

"Oh, it's a 34." He smiled. With a shrug, he turned away. That'd be enough of that for now. Maybe someone else would come by and win.

Aph headed for the bonfire, and spotted Chloe. He walked towards her with a friendly smile, the blush on his cheek almost invisible in the firelight. "Oh, don't mention it. It was a pleasure to help out the Lab. I hope everyone enjoys them! I know Rivener's been whining about getting a certain Ice-Frei one for himself..."


Rivener floated about aimlessly, not having heard the call, looking at the world through his camera's LCD screen, taking picture after picture.

There was the booth he'd be stuck working at: Pink lemonade. Yuck.

There was the Tunnel of Love: looked kinda rinky-dink. He grinned. He'd have to take Eiry in there later and scare the wits out of him. No doubt his little brother would even be afraid of the swan boat.

There were the Kissing Booths. Lots of people were signed up for it... Oh god, Eiry would be working in one of those? Rivener burst out laughing at the thought. To the left of that booth was... Roux's! Roux was here?!

Rivener looked up and scoured the area. His eyes fell onto the white-and-blue Raevan. He was here! With a wide grin and that honey-mellow look in his eye, Rivener floated towards his favorite Frei.

The day was crisp and cool, just the way Sam didn't like it. He was particular to the warmer days of the year and had traded out his usual skin tight clothes for a large, black leather jacket. The extra clothes and cold weather had put him in a foul mood. He was just itching for confrontation. It was probably the reason why he decided, on today of all days, to investigate the infamous Lab[305].

Sam had been hearing rumors of the lab at school while he worked (luckily for him no one suspects the janitor of eavesdropping.) He wasn't exactly sure what went on in the lab but he had heard rumors of new life, a warlock scientist, and hot guys. He wasn't quite sure how the last bit fit into the equation of the lab, but he had heard it a lot, and the previous two reasons were enough for him to investigate. He was determined to find out what these "Raevans" were, and free them from the horrors of lab life.

The wind blew through his hair as his motorcycle and he approached the address scribbled on a small piece of paper, fished out of the trash. Sam was surprised to see a carnival all set up where the lab should be and he screeched to a sudden halt. Confused, he glanced down at the piece of paper to confirm the address. He mumbled something incoherent and scratched his head. He wore a confused expression for several seconds before he noticed the white dome behind the festival.

A blue blush crept into his cheeks as he realized the lab was behind the festival. He quickly dismounted his motorcycle and glanced around, making sure no one had seen him. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and scurried off towards the festival. He would need to infiltrate the festival in order to get to the lab Sam concluded. First, he would need to find out what this festival was about. He approached the first person he saw upon entering the grounds, a nervous, pink haired woman. He raised his hands out of his pockets as if to say 'look no gun and my claws are out in this nice non-threatening manner' (which was the usually first reaction people had) and approached the girl. "Yo, you know what this festival is all about?" he tried to ask casually, giving a toothy cross between a grin and a smirk.

Roux gave a small sigh, eyes closing as he realized Rivener was coming toward him. He made sure he was facing forwards, wings laying almost listlissly folded. He opened his eyes once more and watched as he came closer, pointing up at his kissing booth sign with an expression of resignation.


Chloe smiled, giving a small chuckle at the mention of Rivener trying to get the Roux prize. "I-I might try rolling later to see if I can't get one.. th-they're so cute.." She had a secret soft spot for things like that..

She blinked as the stranger walked up to her, giving a small startle as she realizes that he's... vaugly fishy. She blinks, unable to make any comment for a while before nodding. "O-O-Oh yes. Ah.. It's... for the Lab. To get funds."