STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY

[starhuemod]

LET'S PARTY!
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A. Arrivals and Much More

You’re here because you were dropped somewhere that tried sending you home, or you're someone with a call to the heart to explore the vast universe. The buses run at odd schedules, so please pardon any interruptions! I hope you fellas make yourselves at home, here!

[ Marjorie’s whole speech rings through your ears as you begin to explore the area. It seems a few people who arrived on the TDM have already been here for a week, but you’re just a newcomer. So where are you when this all went down? Are you trying to get back on a bus that’ll take you home, or…?

B. Home Sweet Home

[ The dust has settled on the bus ride here, and you can’t help but notice that your farmland… well, it’s a mess. Rocks and grass everywhere, no matter which layout you were set with. You were given a set of tools, and the message that this land is yours to shape or change or build on no matter what you want, so long as it’s yours. The little crate by the edge of the house is what will hold your bounties from farming, collected nightly with money delivered to your mailbox the following day, like some kind of Produce Fairy visited.

The house is in alright shape. It’s not brilliant, but it has a kitchen, a bathroom, and a studio bedroom where all your belongings can be. It’s wide enough to accommodate several things until you upgrade it.

Sometimes you see a stray dog or cat at the edge of your property. Do you adopt it?

Anyway, it’s time to make what you will of your farm. ]


The Last Day Of
The Stardrop Celebration!
FESTIVAL PLAYLIST

[ Down a hill a little ways from Pelican Town is a remarkable festival set-up! Several attractions and vendors line the streets where everything is going down. Where will you go? ]

C. Food Stalls

[ Surrounding the entire property are dozens of food stalls, from all around the universe. Marjorie bussed in caterers from all around with a healthy sum of gold, and they’re happy to sell their wares in this strange place tonight. Where you might find octopus balls, you’ll also find kraken balls. Where you might find corndogs, you’ll find dogs selling corn.

It’s a veritable buffet! And the gold you’ve started with is more than enough to go shopping for food. Have fun! ]

D. Games

[ All manners of Carnival Games are set up! From throwing a baseball at bottles to catching goldfish with a paper net, everything you can dream of is here. There are even some unorthodox games, like dance-offs, karaoke, and a little bit of everything. Apparently, the NPC couldn’t choose who to go with what. It definitely makes for a big festival.

In addition to the above, there’s water gun races, squeaky duck ponds, skee-ball, target shooting, test your strength with a hammer, pitching speed, shooting hoops… and more! ]

E. Three-legged Race

[ You didn’t think this festival was going to go by without tomfoolery, did you? For the prize of 1,000 Gold, you can rally up a partner and get tied to them by the ankle, participating in a no-rules no-bars-held race. The winners will be randomized! But the real gift is going to be the fact that the ties around your ankles? Aren’t coming undone. You’re going to have to be tied together until 11 PM! ]

F. Fireworks

[ Errant magic and mishaps aside, you have to admit, the fireworks show at the end of it all is really something. Marjorie hired a pony for them, and the lights are as ethereal as they are non-traditional. It’s a good moment to snuggle up to someone or enjoy company with a new friend. ]

G. Wildcard

[ Exactly what it says! Make your own prompt. ]

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Comments

[salutatories]

Doesn't seem very reliable, at any rate.

[He's about to ask her if she has a lot of experience with these places... universe nexuses, as she called them. But then the way she flusters is cute, a stronger reaction than he'd been expecting, and Julian's friendly smile widens.]

I'm afraid he'd only take up space with me. Don't you think he'd be happier with the one who named him? Besides that, to be quite honest with you... [He lowers his voice here and leans in very slightly like he's telling a secret--] I have a teddy bear that may get jealous if I start taking other stuffed animals home with me.

[impossibilities]

Ah, well, I suppose that makes all the difference. Thank you. [Grainne's fluster disappears, replaced by amusement. So that's it. Jealous teddy bears. With a flick of her finger, she makes the snake move using magic, curling around her neck comfortably as if it might come alive.]

Teddy bears are very practical to have on a farm. Very huggable, I imagine.

[Clearing her throat, Grainne clasps her hands behind her back, tilting her head curiously.]

Where did you got to medical school, if I might ask? I have some interest in the healing arts. Different universes offer a startling range of possibilies.

[salutatories]

[This is Julian's first experience with actual magic; he's never known a species with an ability like that before. Supposedly the Q could alter reality in such a way as to make that happen, and many other things... Come to think of it, they may have something to do with his being here. Something to look into later, maybe. For now, he tries not to look too startled by the movement of the faux snake and answers her question.] Starfleet Medical. San Francisco, America, Earth. [His accent, however, if she's familiar with Earth accents, is British and not American.] Class of 2368. I was salutatorian, as a matter of fact.

[impossibilities]

[Grainne just smiles at his reaction. If this is his first foray into the multiverse he will probably encounter much more than this. She didn't notice mostly because, well, in the multiverse accents can get skewed through the various translation rules, aside from she's spent the last few years in London. To her he just has the same accent as she does.]

Oh, so you are from the Federation. [She thought he might be, he seems to have that certain attitude many Starfleet officers possess. It has been a while but there is that familiarity she couldn't quite place.]

I studied for a while with some of the Starfleet practices on the Enterprise. Did you say 2368, though?

[That's later than when she had been on the Enterprise. She wonders for a moment how Beverly and the others were...]

[salutatories]

[His eyes sort of light up for a moment at the recognition, someone to talk to who actually knows his universe. It's a surprise, but a very pleasant one. He folds his arms behind his back, smile widening.] The year I graduated, yes. But it's been a few years. It was 2370 just before I arrived here. You know, I've had some experience with the Enterprise myself. I've actually been stationed as the CMO on Deep Space 9, but the last time they docked I was able to meet Commander Data. Have you met him?

[impossibilities]

Not personally. Q was making appearances often and I suppose the bridge officers were needed most days. When I was aboard, it was a year or two of their five year mission. [She didn't get much of a chance to speak with anyone outside of Beverly and the Captain, and that sparingly. They all seemed very busy trying to make sure Q didn't cause some kind of catastrophic mischief.]

Two years out of Starfleet Medical and they made you a CMO? [That draws a somewhat more skeptical look.] You must be very good. Doesn't it take quite a bit more experience and administrative learning to be a CMO, usually?

[salutatories]

[It's not the first time he's been on the receiving end of such a look, but his returning expression is somehow proud and yet a little humble all at once. He knows his talents and abilities after all, and they are something to be proud of. But they also, technically, aren't his. They were given to him.]

I was salutatorian, remember? [He did mention that a second ago but to most it probably didn't hold much meaning.] I would have been valedictorian, but I... missed one question on the orals. [On purpose but shhh.] Actually, CMO on DS9 is my first assignment.

[impossibilities]

[Grainne's eyes light up in a bit of mischief.]

'There's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.'

[Anyone hyperaware of human facial expressions might catch on she's started watching him rather carefully. And she's good at it not showing.]

It must have been a special posting to be up for the top of the class. Was it a new facility or does it have another name? [Perhaps it's down to her lack of understanding how Starfleet works. She'd vaguely acquainted herself with a map of the Federation, looking for archaeological records to request.]

If you met Mr. Data, have you Beverly Crusher?

[salutatories]

[Julian grins briefly at her quoting Shakespeare, but moves to answering her first question for now. He seems quite happy to share this information with her.]

Not quite new, no. It was a Cardassian station, still has a lot of Cardassian elements and technology as a matter of fact. Terok Nor, I believe it was called, in high orbit around Bajor and used - from what I'm told - primarily to refine ore mined on the planet. Once the occupation ended, they abandoned the station to Bajor... Left it quite a mess, too. Intentionally, I believe. Don't ask me why they didn't just destroy it, I've no idea. Bajor requested assistance from Starfleet to repair and maintain the station, so now it's a bit of a mix of Starfleet officers and Bajoran militia working there.

Now, as for Dr. Crusher... I'm afraid I haven't met her personally, though I know she was visiting the station while I was... working on something in her sickbay on the Enterprise. [Without permission. But only at first!]

[impossibilities]

[Grainne smiles, absently playing with the snake's tail. Not really a nervous gesture, more like she disliked having her hands still.

While he's talking, she starts angling at a cider booth she'd noticed on the way over, pulling out some coins to buy them both a drink. Cider happens to be her favorite! It's also great with conversation.]

So the peace initiative was successful? There were quite a few border disputes as I recall. The Cardassian military seems to me rather... tyrannical, in the way a small child is. [She may have kept up with the Federation News Service a little. It was reading material anyway.]

Oh, if you have the chance you really should correspond with her. Ah, did you see her botanical section? It's rather impressive. She knows more about medicinal properties of plants than many healers I've encountered.