An adjunct to the May Ball, this year’s rooftop garden features a tent, to turn it into an interior; croquet; and a clever and complicated mirror maze full of optical illusions, all described extensively on the planning thread.
It is warm and well lighted inside the tent; outside, for those who need it, there are cool fresh air and moonlight.
FIRST ONE TO ARRIVE!!!! WAHOO!
i sit and look around. hmm it is getting lonely. i pull out my handbag. in my handbag i pull out a goat’s horn. i blow my goats horn loudly. then i put it back. a little while later hundreds of cats millions of cats
millions billions and trillions of cats come trotting over the hill as fast as they can and come right to me. i figure as long as nobody else is posting i thought i might as well have a cat party. and have a party all to myself. then i notice a crack in the wall. i get up. one of my cats scratches it. a secret panel opens! we all walk inside. one of the kittens was still left! but i grabbed her just as the panel shut. and behold my sight where just in that little room was a place. JUST FOR CATS!
i figured Cello Playing Mathematician would be here but no. CPM wasn’t here at all i was surprised. but i figure she’ll be here any minute so i’ll wait a little while. with all of my cats…
((The GAPA declares a violation of physical law. Catwoman’s cat party must be imaginary. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.))
((Do you have to leave the main ball to come here?))
((I’d say so.))
((OK then.))
((Fear not! We still love you. And it is still a nice idea. I love cats too.))
i can tell by your name.
I wander in and, as I am easily distracted by reflective objects, I immediately head towards the intriguing-looking maze. Of course, it isn’t until I am inside that I see the rose bushes. I smile slightly, then begin to walk down the corridor, admiring the mirror walls and ceiling. But, are the rose bushes getting taller? My smile widens as I realize that I’m walking through one of the famous-in-the-optical-illusion-world size-changing corridors. Then I come to an intersection. Which way? I pick left, and continue shrinking.a
((SFTDP. Sorry about the extra A.))
me and my kitties are having a miraculous time when i hear some bumping and thumping. i peek out of a little teensy weensy hole in the wall and see standing in the room talking are Randomosity101, Kittymine, and Robert. i am happy that i am very well hidden. just as long as no one notices the crack in the wall with silent meows and purrs coming through it. i decide to plug it up so no one disturbs my secret cat party. no one knows i am here. i overhear Randomosity101 saying “Catwoman is late again. she may never get here”. i chuckle to myself as i plug up the hole and go exploring to the giant room that my millions of cats can’t even cover.
I come to yet another intersection and think to myself “Hmm, which way?” I’ve never been very good at mazes, but I’ll find the end/center/exit eventually. In the meantime, I’m enjoying the sensation of being the size of an average kitten walking through a rose forest. I’m halfway down the right-hand corridor when I realize I’ve been humming a familiar tune under my breath the entire time. Since I was humming subconsciously, I don’t actually know what the tune was. So I hum a little louder, but only a little – I worry that whatever it is, it may not be entirely appropriate to traipsing through a beautiful mirror maze. But as soon as I discover what I’ve been humming, I realize that it could not be more appropriate. I switch to singing quietly “I’m mad, you’re mad, we’re all mad here!” And continue on.
(SFTDP.)
After a long distance, I feel like I am the size of a beetle. Then I realize I am heading into a dead end. I turn around and head back to where I entered this particular corridor, and feel like I am growing back to hummingbird size. I then pick another direction and promptly return to shrinking.
((SFTTP. I feel so alone…))