Yggdrasil Space Elevator Grand Opening Gala at Idun’s Apple Casino

[The Administrator]

Idun's Apple Casino and Resort
and
Bifrost Transportation Technology
present
The Yggdrasil Space Elevator Complex Grand Opening Gala

You are cordially invited to attend the Grand Opening celebration dinner for the fully complete Yggdrasil Space Elevator. The Administrator of Bifrost Transportation Technology Incorporated will be present to greet guests as a representative of the Yggdrasil Management Consortium. Tickets for the event will be available online at the Idun's Apple homepage, or wherever event tickest are sold.

Dinner will be served at 10 PM RhyDin Standard Time on Wednesday the 15th of September. Door prizes will be available in limited quantities.

Idun's Apple Casino and Resort



Located a stone's throw from the luxury docks on Vanaheim Alley, Idun's Apple is the choice location for entertainment this side of the Nexus. Teleportation pads are available in the main lobby for out-of-town arrivals.



The ground floor located on Level 2 houses restaurants, meeting rooms, and banquet halls for all occasions. From there, it is a short elevator ride to the gaminf floors that take up the next four floors of the casino.



Luxury accomodations are available by reservation in the resort section accessible from Level 4.

(((This will be a live event in #streets-of-rhydin. For those who can't make it but want their characters present, feel free to post a reply to this thread as is tradition. Send me a ping when you're available to roll for a door prize. All door prizes will be picked by a dice roll. Some items have multiples, but many have only one available.)))

[The Administrator]

Dinner Menu

Appetizer

Bacon Wrapped Potato Bites


https://hostthetoast.com/smoky-bacon-wr ... -potatoes/

Salad

Greek Salad


https://www.themediterraneandish.com/tr ... ad-recipe/

Soup

Italian Wedding Soup


https://www.finecooking.com/recipe/ital ... tball-soup

Main Course

Choice of Pork, Chicken, Fish, or Vegan main dish

Pork

Roast Pork Tenderloin with Apricot-Miso Glaze


https://www.bonappetit.com/recipe/roast ... miso-glaze

Chicken

Garlic Ginger Chicken with Cilantro and Mint


https://www.bonappetit.com/recipe/garli ... o-and-mint

Fish

Hazelnut and Thyme Crumbled Ocean Trout


https://www.delicious.com.au/recipes/ha ... s/rzko4nmr

Vegan

Vegan Wellington


https://www.olivemagazine.com/recipes/v ... ellington/

Side Dishes

Roast Vegetables


Classic Dinner Rolls


https://www.allrecipes.com/recipe/21537 ... ner-rolls/

Dessert

Individual Sized Kouign-Amann


https://www.bonappetit.com/recipe/kouign-amann

[Delahada]

Lauren Burton, the public relations specialist for the Matadero Meat Company, had purchased a pair of tickets for the grand opening gala on Salvador's behalf. This, she had told him, was a perfect opportunity to get some publicity, the very last thing he actually wanted to acquire.

"Just think!" she insisted. "You're the Overlord now! People need to see you out there! And while you're out there you can slip them your business card." A stack of which she had shoved into his hand. "Imagine shipping our products into space." Here she splayed her hands for dramatic effect. Salvador was not convinced.

It had taken a sweet smile and a gentle request from his companion, the young man everyone knew as gatito, to convince him in the end. All he had to do was ask Salvador to go with him. The King of the Unnamed Court could not say no to him. Neither he nor Lauren could persuade the Spaniard to wear actual formal wear, however. There was no way in hell he was going to allow them to constrict and confine him in buttons and knots. They managed to get him to compromise and trade in jeans for a nice pair of slacks for the night, and he had left his leather jacket at home.



On his arm the entire evening was a stunning vision in red and black. With the gatito's help, he maneuvered the crowds without feeling too many compulsions to punch anyone in the face. Salvador was even seen legitimately smiling thanks to his companion. The young man known as gatito graciously, and expertly handled most of the socializing on his behalf. The Spaniard introduced himself to the hosts of the evening as both the current Overlord of the Duel of Swords, but more importantly as the owner and CEO of the Matadero Meat Company. He even remembered to slip them a business card, as Lauren had insisted.

Salvador and his companion dined together, and even shared a table with anyone they might know. The Spaniard avoided any of the meat options, and was very happy to see the numerous vegetarian dishes offered. The vegan wellington was a pleasant surprise that he enjoyed, but he definitely asked for extra helpings of the roast vegetables and salad. Once their bellies were full, Salvador and his companion took a tour of the facility and even ventured through the casino. Though the Spaniard himself did not personally gamble, he more than willingly gave money to the gatito to spend on whatever he wanted.

Eventually, all the socializing burnt Salvador out, and the pair bid a fond farewell to the complex. Not once had Salvador's smile faltered, and if anyone looked closely they would have seen him clasp the gatito's hand on their way out.

[Mist Gul]

Amazing. He had seen the notices and decided to attend, but he truly had no idea what he was coming to see: this astonishing tower of glass and light and energy.

Mist laughed faintly and took in a deep breath. At least, he was more or less dressed for the occasion in simple black with a colorful surcoat over that, black boots on his feet. His blond hair was simply left loose, neatly cut to his shoulders.





He took a breath and stepped to the elevator. Going up.

[Death Knell]

It used to take a fight and a lot of cajoling to get Ettyn into a fancy dress.



These days, all it took was a seamstress (and a blacksmith) for alterations.

[Jaycy Ashleana]

It shouldn't have been a surprise that the outgoing Governor was at the grand opening, in fine fettle.

[Anya de la Rose]

Anya arrived early with Ettyn. Not at all to take advantage of a magical thing called bacon wrapped potato bites...

[Strawberry]

Embracing a futuristic take on couture, Karma arrived in a head turning bio-luminescent ensemble that shifted and changed as the night progressed.

[Partly Cloudy]

The moment he had heard that Lauren had bought tickets to the opening gala, the young man called gatito had been keen to go. And he had been thrilled when Salvador agreed to accompany him.

Though he knew the Spaniard was a lost cause when it came to formal wear, gatito put a great deal of thought into his own attire. He had come to some conclusions about himself over the past few months and had begun to explore certain themes with Salvador’s support. So for the night of the opening, he chose a knee-length dress in lipstick red with a lightweight, fluttery hem, and paired it with a cropped leather jacket and heeled ankle boots to keep him warm even if the encroaching Autumn showed its teeth. And with Salvador’s help, his usual wild nest of curls had been tamed into a gentle, loose tumble toward one side of his brow. A smoky eye, a red lip, and delicate dangling earrings rounded out his look.

When they arrived at the gala, the young man fell naturally into his role as Salvador’s social buffer. He had a sweet smile and kind words for every person they came across, making easy introductions and conversation, and insuring that the Spaniard was never unduly crowded. He lingered to make easy conversation with the hosts, introducing himself as this year’s Madness Champion and the owner of Kitten’s Confections. Like Salvador, he produced a business card to leave with them. He was still small-time in his business life, but he believed in dreaming big.

At dinner, being the little gourmand he was, gatito wanted to try a little of everything, including all of the meat dishes and the vegan dishes. When he wasn’t making conversation with their dining companions, he asked Salvador his opinions on the various dishes and whether he would like to see them recreated at home.

After they had eaten, the young man was absolutely ready to explore the casino. Though he shied away from the slot machines and digital poker (they were a bit loud for his tastes), he was a natural at the tables. Blackjack was his best game—he managed to win more hands than he lost—but his bad luck at the craps table didn’t keep him from asking, ever so sweetly, for Sal to blow on his dice. He might have moved on to a hand of poker or a game of baccarat, but he had learned well how to tell when Salvador’s patience with socializing began to wear thin and he knew better than to push.

Once all of their goodbyes had been said and gatito had doled out his share of hugs and cheek kisses, the young man slipped his hand into Salvador’s and they made their escape. He was chattering happily as they headed out into the night; perhaps they could come back on a weekend to enjoy a suite in the resort.


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[BardGallant]

All anyone had to say to get Dris to attend was "party!" Adding "casino" into the mix only doubled the likelihood of his attending. Naturally, he showed up in the company of his loving boyfriend Rhys Germain, and of course the bard had dressed up in his absolute best. They wined, and dined, and socialized, and when the festivities moved away from the food (much to Dris' relief), they blew nearly all their evening budget on every game imaginable. High on life and giddy by the end of the night, they checked into one of the finest suites they could afford and crashed blissfully hard together.

[Rhys Germain]

It hadn’t taken much cajoling for Dris to convince Rhys to attend the opening gala with him. Before they’d even left the house, his mind had been steeped with memories. It was a shame there was no ferry or riverboat tonight, but perhaps they could enjoy the space elevator instead.

Instead of his usual black, three-piece black affair, tonight he wore navy, pairing it with a lighter blue that made his grey eyes seem almost lavender. And he had happily left the tie at home, leaving the collar of his shirt open to the air and a certain bard’s caressing fingertips.

Rhys took great pleasure in dinner and making conversation while they ate. Though he eschewed the chicken and pork, he took great relish in trying both the salmon and the vegan wellington. And he briefly considered eating his own weight in the roast vegetables, but decided instead to leave room for a couple of those delightful little pastries.

After dinner, he kept pace with Dris, moving from table to table to partake in most, if not all, of the games. He even tried his hand at a couple rounds of slots. As the evening wore on, however, his luck degraded, so he decided to cut his losses and herd his partner away from the money pit and visit a little more with their friends. Then he convinced Dris to steal away with him upstairs and they rented a suite to enjoy for the night. Before they headed up, Rhys made sure to request a couple bottles of champagne be sent up, as well, for their enjoyment.

[The Administrator]

Governor Jaycy was welcomed with the dignity the top official of her city was due. In thanks for her visit, she was gifted a flying vehicle known as a Goblin Glider. It still functioned perfectly, though its stock of pumpkin bombs was depleted.

[The Administrator]

The Cajun known as Cane, in addition to the winnings of a few lucky bets, received a gift from the event for his participation. Delivered to the address of his choosing was a LAPD-2019 model blaster, a reliable classic favored by cynical cops who are definitely human and not androids.

[The Administrator]

The Overlord Salvador was left to his own company at the dinner, though a personal greeting and thanks from The Administrator would find its way to his office the following day, along with an invitation to tour and possibly compete as a guest at Asgard Arena should he so desire. Along with the letter, a top of the line Guardian Shield joined Sal's armory.

[The Administrator]

Originally, Mist was gifted a crysknife as thanks for his visit, but seeing it as more appropriate to be given to another, and in anticipation of coming cold weather, he traded it for a rather Cunning Hat, made with love by a mother for her son. Anyone walks down the street in this hat, and people know they're not afraid of anything.