Yule Ball, 2014
The first in a long time. You know what to do — let’s see what you conjure up!
Date: December 20, 2014
Categories: Muse Academy, RRRs, RPWs, and RPGs
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Groundhog
in December 20th, 2014 @ 13:23I come in and pour myself a mug of cider, and sip it slowly, enjoying the warmth of the surroundings.
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fireh
in December 20th, 2014 @ 16:04I find myself lingering in the doorway, stunned by the beautiful decorations that I hadn’t seen for so long. The wungs did an excellent job this year, I think. I scan the room, looking for someone I know, and spot Groundhog by the drinks table.
“Is that cider?,” I ask her.
“Yeah, it’s on the other end of the table,” she replies.
I dash over to pour myself some cider–it’s always been my favorite–and return, drinking contentedly.
“I can’t even remember the last time we hosted one of these, you know? It’s nice to bring back old traditions.”
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 20th, 2014 @ 16:54This year the Great Hall at Muse Academy is decorated in a Renaissance theme. On a dais at the far end of the room, Paul Baker and his band, splendidly arrayed in the garb of Tudor court musicians, lustily belt out Yuletide standards from 400-and-change years ago.
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RoseQuartz
in December 20th, 2014 @ 17:00((Ah, apparently I spent too long typing my post and missed this one. Oh, well, I think the bits of decoration I specified could probably fit into any theme. Feel free to ignore them.))
((Also, SFTDP!))
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RoseQuartz
in December 20th, 2014 @ 16:56I enter, brushing the snow from my shoulders, and hang my fur-lined cape on the coat hooks by the door. I take a moment to marvel at the beautifully decorated tree, the crystal snowflakes hanging from the ceiling, and all the other festive decorations. Everything is just as I remember it.
Waving to fireh and Groundhog, I pour myself some cider and join them by the fire, smiling at the wung who comes to add more kindling.
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shadowfire
in December 20th, 2014 @ 19:01It’s been a while since I’ve been able to make it to a Yule Ball but when I heard about the theme I knew I had to make an exception. I’ve brought my violin and learned a few Renaissance pieces before coming here, but I think that can wait. I leave my case in a little alcove where the other musicians have deposited their belongings, smile at them, and indicate I’ll be back later. For now I head over to the fire, enjoying the way my long skirt swishes against my legs.
“Oh, it’s wonderful and warm over here,” I say to the three elegantly-dressed people sitting there already. “Mind if I join you?”
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Noah2316
in December 20th, 2014 @ 20:27As I lightly wipe my feet on the festive front mat, I survey the scene. Far down at the end of the hall, I see the band, setting the tone of the event splendidly. The lavish decor amazes me, but my eyes turn to the fireplace immediately. Groundhog, fireh and RoseQuartz, instantly recognizable, don’t appear to have noticed me yet. Dipping my head shyly, I walk along the table and take a small portion of cider. My heels click softly against the polished floor, but they are too engaged in conversation to notice. Balancing my steaming beverage carefully, I make my way directly to the fireplace. The crackling heat welcomes me, and Groundhog lifts her gaze and smiles. The others turn and beckon me to join them, and I circle around to take a seat, Setting my drink down, I pick up one of the hundreds of Muse magazines displayed elegantly on the table before us. Somehow, this place radiates the essence of home.
“This is Noah,” fireh explains to RoseQuartz. “He’s one of our neophytes.”
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KaiYves
in December 20th, 2014 @ 21:29I remove my outer coat and hang it on the hook beside RoseQuartz’s cloak. It’s so wonderful to be able to attend a Yule Ball again… I hope I’m not underdressed in my black slacks and turtleneck accented with a golden-yellow scarf. I can already hear the band starting up “Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabelle”.
The room is beautifully decorated and the tree is gorgeous enough to put all thought of its anachronism out of mind. (Christmas trees post-date the Renaissance by a few centuries, but who would ever protest the presence of one?) It’s decorated with candles and intricate crystal glass snowflakes. I approach it for a closer look and notice that, at least at my eye level, none appear to be alike. Just like in nature.
I see that there’s already a crowd gathered near the refreshments table and the fire and decide to make my way over there.
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Maths Lover ♥
in December 21st, 2014 @ 06:56The soft light spilling out the door comes with plenty of warmth, so I gladly hang my coat on one of the elegant hooks. I look around the hall at the decorations, each reminding me of Yuletides past. Wungs are making their way around the hall, with light chirping. I spy several Musers by the roaring fire and join them, stopping to try the cider.
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Piggy
in December 21st, 2014 @ 11:10Ah, the Yule Ball. Less eventful every year than the Halloween masquerade, but no less enjoyable. Glancing at the back of the hall, I see that the wungs have helped Paul and his cronies set themselves up. A lineup of shawms at the back of the stage worries me for a moment; surely he wouldn’t do that to us on Christmas, would he?
No matter. As per tradition, I snake through the tableclothed islands towards the beverages. I hover my nose above a patined bowl in the middle. Sweet, warm, cinnamon and cloves and grains of paradise. Hippocras? The wungs have been busy. I ladle myself a portion and turn back to the bulk of the hall. A huddle of students is clumped nearby the crackling hearth, steaming mugs held to wind-nipped chins. “Hello!” I call over the drone of the hurdy-gurdy as I shuffle over to join them.
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Noah2316
in December 21st, 2014 @ 11:40In an uncharacteristic change of personality, I find myself conversing openly with KaiYves. Nobody seems to be perturbed by my young age, and the whole room is infused with an aura of welcoming. I find we share so many commonalities, and quickly launch into a deep discussion involving the Orion and Asteroid Redirect missions. Suddenly, I lean in close.
“What exactly is a wung, anyway?” I ask softly, eyeing one nearby.
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RoseQuartz
in December 21st, 2014 @ 12:45I smile at Noah, glad to see a new face has joined all the old friends. I haven’t heard that question in a long time.
“No one really knows,” I explain. “They’re just sort of… here.”
Someone else jumps in to speculate on the true nature of wungs, but my mind wanders as I notice Piggy coming over from the direction of the beverage table. I wave and move a bolster pillow aside to make room for him on the couch. There would probably be considerably more room if my full skirt and puffed sleeves weren’t in the way, but I can’t resist going all out on occasions like this. We can always ask the wungs to bring us more chairs.
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Cat's Meow
in December 21st, 2014 @ 14:27I have a new dress for the occasion, long and dark blue, and covered in swirls tiny silver snowflakes. It’s cold and blustery outside today, but as I hurry inside the hall, warmth envelops me and I remove my coat. I see everyone gathered across the hall, and I make my way over to them first, figuring I can return to the beverage table once my friends have advised me on the best drinks to try. RoseQuartz looks very comfortable on a plush couch, and even as I walk over, wungs are bringing another over from another part of the room. “Thank you very much,” I say, sitting down by one arm and leaning over to RoseQuartz and Piggy on that other couch. “A pleasure to see you both here!” I say with joy. “What a wonderful party, and such company!”
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Choklit Orange
in December 21st, 2014 @ 14:46I am thrilled to see so many people I love, and to be in such grand surroundings, away from the cold. Grabbing a mug of cider, I hurry over to the group of students gathering around Groundhog. “Would anyone like to dance later?” I ask. I haven’t got much dancing experience, but I’m thinking of starting a conga line.
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Groundhog
in December 21st, 2014 @ 16:10“I’d love to.” I reply. I haven’t got much dancing experience either, but I’m sure that it will be fun nonetheless. I close my eyes, and enjoy the music, letting out a deep sigh of contentment.
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RoseQuartz
in December 21st, 2014 @ 17:10I grin excitedly. “I was thinking of trying my hand at some kind of Renaissance-style dance! Not that I’d actually be able to pull it off authentically, but I’ve tried most other kinds of dancing, so at least I probably won’t trip.”
Okay, so I probably will, but at least I had the foresight to sew some ties into my skirt that’ll make it shorter when I need it to be. The dress is pale blue velvet with a silver underskirt and silver embroidery, and my long brown hair is wrapped around my head in a simple braid. It might not be completely historically accurate, but it’s very pretty.
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oxlin
in December 21st, 2014 @ 17:34I enter the ball, greet RoseQuartz, Groundhog, Noah and all the other Musers, and head to the dance floor when the band plays a waltz. If anyone would like to dance with me, I can either lead or follow but I prefer to lead.
Eventually I’ll take a break from the dancing, but the band is playing such good music! Many winter-y waltzes, but also polkas, tangos, and some swing dance songs!
I’m wearing a blue silk tanktop with a few embroidered copper oak leaves winding up the sides. I’m also wearing a dark red silk skirt, blue tights, and dance shoes. I left my tux jacket (with a dark red pocket square that matches my skirt) on a chair so I won’t sweat all over it while dancing.
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RoseQuartz
in December 21st, 2014 @ 17:41I hastily finish the last of my cider and join oxlin on the dance floor.
“Would you care to dance? I learned waltz as a follow, so you can lead!” I say, adjusting my skirt a little. I’m used to waltzing in long skirts, so it won’t be much of a problem. I’m glad I had the foresight to bring my ballroom shoes, silver to match the underskirt of the dress.
((Boy, I wish I had real silver ballroom shoes. Unfortunately, my real ones are a fairly standard gold-ish tan and horrendously uncomfortable….))
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oxlin
in December 21st, 2014 @ 18:09“Certainly,” I say to RoseQuartz, and we begin to waltz together.
((My real ballroom shoes are actually old jazz shoes whose toes are more hole than shoe. I should get new ones.))
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KaiYves
in December 21st, 2014 @ 19:37I engage in an excellent and engaging conversation with Noah before he and several others become embroiled in a discussion about the nature of wungs. I take the opportunity to excuse myself to get a cup of tea at the refreshment table. Mmmm, raspberry with honey…
Returning to the crowd, I find a seat on the couch near Cat’s Meow.
“The Planning Committee really outdid themselves this year, didn’t they?” I comment, to CM.
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 21st, 2014 @ 21:52(Bowing to popular demand, Paul and his fellow musicians obligingly strike up “Greensleeves” — an air in 3/4 time, accompanying a dance that became popular more than 200 years later than their usual 16th-century repertoire. Members of Baker House sing their house song as they waltz.)
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Luna the Lovely
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 01:00((*snicker* Pauk *snicker*))
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 06:52(Mercy, please. I’m away from home, moderating by iPad, and am bound to make mistakes every now and then. That reminds me: any MBers in Milwaukee?)
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fireh
in December 21st, 2014 @ 22:37Recognizing the familiar tune, I hurry to the musicians corner with my chalumeau and play along.
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shadowfire
in December 21st, 2014 @ 23:01I hear my cue and follow fireh to the musicians. I haven’t played this one in a while, but my fingers still know the tune. I swish my dark red skirt and grin at fireh while we play.
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Rosanne Spector (Administrator)
in December 21st, 2014 @ 23:24From my vantage point in the ballroom’s secret hiding place (well, I’m not sure how secret) I’m watching the party take off. I see fireh has arrived, chalumeau in hand. I’m looking forward to playing my recorder and get into some Renaissance revelry. Out I go, following fireh to the musicians corner.
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Cat's Meow
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 00:38‘Yes, they did!” I say to Kai. “The decorations are lovely, and the music is wonderful as well. I’m glad to see more musicians joining in now. What a merry sight!” Kai has some sort of warm drink in her hand that smells delicious. I might have to get one for myself in a bit… For now, though, I just continue the conversation: “Do you think they might play the Spector House song next, now that Rosanne has joined the other musicians? It would hardly be fair if only Baker House got its turn!”
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Rosanne Spector (Administrator)
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 11:07“Oh, yes, we’ll be playing the house song,” I say to Cat’s Meow.
(The Spector House song is “Simple Gifts” – with some variations and embellishments.)
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 11:58(“‘Tis a Gift to be Spector”?)
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KaiYves
in December 24th, 2014 @ 16:03((So it’s “Appalachian Spring”, then?))
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Rós
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 12:57I slip in- “fashionably late”, I mumble to myself. Spying the group of musicians, I take my flute out of its case and join them, eagerly awaiting the familiar melody of the Spector House song.
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RoseQuartz
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 13:41The waltz ends, and I curtsy neatly to oxlin, just barely managing not to fall over. All that spinning and my naturally clumsy nature mean I always have to try very hard to look professional when I finish a dance.
The band strikes up the Spector House song, and I notice Rosanne among the musicians. Grinning, I sing along quietly–house pride!
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 14:45Watching amid a cluster of other faculty members, I am delighted to see so many returning alumni in attendance. “Aren’t they beautiful?” I say softly. “So grown-up and graceful! Even the ones who don’t think so themselves have changed a lot since we first met them.”
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ZNZ
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 15:24I hang up my coat nervously; this is my first Yule Ball, and I’m hoping nobody realizes I’m not certain what I’m supposed to do. I’m relieved to be out of the cold, at least, and the music the band is playing makes even me want to dance.
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RoseQuartz
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 16:01I spot ZNZ standing in a corner by the coat rack and head over to say hello.
“I’m RoseQuartz, I’m not sure if we’ve met,” I say, extending a hand. “I’ve been away for quite a while. You know, I’m not sure if I’ve even been to one of these before? I think we usually have a more subdued holiday party. May Day used to be the big event around here.”
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ZNZ
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 16:26“I think we might have met,” I say, shaking RoseQuartz’s hand, “but it would’ve been a long time ago. I definitely recognize your name.” I look around the room. “It’s so nice in here! I’m glad I finally got a chance to come to one of these. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of there being May Day parties; that must have been way before my time.”
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RoseQuartz
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 16:43“Yes, I recognize your name too,” I say. “I think I only went to one May Day Ball; I was only at the Academy for a couple of years before…..” A shadow crosses my face as I remember the events of those years after the Academy. “But anyway, May Day and Halloween were the main events. There was always a masquerade on Halloween that got rather out of hand most years, and every May Day there was a ball with a lovely rooftop garden.”
I glance over at the dance floor. It’s woefully unused–most people seem to be joining in with the band or chatting by the fire instead of dancing!
“Would you care to dance?” I ask.
((I simply cannot resist making myself a bit of a Figure of Mystery. Gosh, next thing I know I’ll be having a backstory. I’ve missed RPing.))
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Cat's Meow
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 21:50Looking up from my conversation with Kai, I notice RoseQuartz gesturing towards the dance floor. “That looks like fun!” I remark to the people near me by the fire. “Would anyone care to dance this next dance with me?”
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fireh
in December 22nd, 2014 @ 22:43Seeing people finally go onto the dance floor, I slip my chalumeau back into its little leather belt-pouch and wonder if my skills from the dance classes I used to attend are still in any sort of shape. Tentatively jetéing to join the others, one pointed foot after the next in small, controlled leaps, I am satisfied that at least some of my gracefullness is still intact as my flower-embroided, knee-length dark teal dress swishes and spins above my dark leather boots. “RoseQuartz, darling, it’s simply amazing to see you again! Oh, the May Day Balls – remember how we used to find and make such silly mysteries and mischief? Ah, those were the days. Do you know, I’ve even forgotten what my personal wung assistant’s name was! How ridiculous. It’s just been far too long, wouldn’t you say?”
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RoseQuartz
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 00:32I turn briefly away from ZNZ to greet fireh. I’d seen en over on the musicians’ dais, but figured I’d wait to say hello until en wasn’t so busy.
“Hello, fireh! How wonderful to see you!” I exclaim, smiling. “Goodness, did we really do all that? I guess we did, didn’t we? I can’t remember my wung assistant’s name either, but I’m sure I had one at some point. Those were the days. Remember when everyone had those…. point…. things?”
I turn back to ZNZ, who looks confused, and say “Honestly, I’m not even sure I can explain some of the things that went on back then….”
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fireh
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 06:01“The wung points and pie points and… what else was there? There was some other type of point that had a very odd name. And the PoPoPo would fine us and we’d have to give up points. Ah, the good old days. Can you believe we’re all grown up? It seems like only yesterday!” I reply to RoseQuartz, attempting to explain it so ZNZ doesn’t feel left out as we giggle over old memories.
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Agent Lightning
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 09:34“I remember those,” I tell Fireh, appearing in the conversation unannounced. I’m wearing a long red dress and have even done up my hair for the occasion. “I arrived shortly after their peak, but I’d skim through old threads and see all the points in people’s names… Do you remember the Harry Potter trivia games?”
It’s nice to reminisce about old times: not to dwell on the past, but to marvel at how far I’ve come.
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 11:07((Potentially useful reference material:
Harry Potter Trivia-Off, Part 4
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=8824Wungs, Part 2
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=1395Points
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=1483))
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Cat's Meow
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 12:08“They were called spzdk points!” I remind fireh, laughing. “I had several at some point! Ah, and do any of you remember the days of RPing on the Peaceful Pie Planet or RRRs? I wrote so much more back then! We even had plans to publish one of our completed RRRs.”
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RoseQuartz
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 12:41“Oh, and didn’t we have those… Muszey points or however we were spelling them?” I put in. “Where did all of that even come from? And yes, the RRRs! I wish that Keys, Boxes Locks and Doors one had gotten off the ground, it was such an interesting concept.”
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 13:09The dancing, feasting, and reminiscing are punctuated with joyous glomps as alumni are reunited with wungs they had known years before. Some of the human participants have worried that the wungs might have forgotten them or — worse — might be hurt or cross because the humans can’t remember “their” wungs’ names. But all such fears are unfounded. Wungs never forget anything, as far as we can tell, and they seem to regard names as amusing but ephemeral concessions to human limitations. The long and short of it is that any apprehensiveness on the part of the returnees dissolves on contact into pure delight.
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Groundhog
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 14:01I gently lead a wung onto the dance floor and begin to dance with en. As we twirl, the skirt of my pale violet dress flies out to its full poofiness. I have two left feet, but the wung seems to anticipate my every misstep, and turns the dance into something even better than before.
After the song ends, I make my way over to fireh, Agent Lightning, and Cat’s Meow. “I remember the points!” I exclaim. “My sister had some Brain Points, and I gave out a couple of Punxsutawney Points too.”
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Rosanne Spector (Administrator)
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 21:42I hum the Spector House song as I walk over to a group of teachers. Now I can hear what they’re talking about. They’re trying to outdo one another with tales of teaching disasters. I have a good one to offer. “What about my cream pie workshop – when the coconut-taro pie filling came out purple and led to emissions of purple gas from various ends of the students’ anatomies? I’m still trying to figure out a use for that reaction.”
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ZNZ
in December 23rd, 2014 @ 21:54I smile and listen, grateful that everyone’s being so willing to explain things to me. “I’d love to dance,” I say, turning to RoseQuartz, “if you’d still like to! I’ve got about seven left feet, though.”
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Maths Lover ♥
in December 24th, 2014 @ 04:52I twirl my flowing skirt as I cross the hall. I am wearing an elvish-style dress, as green as the leaves of Upper Mirkwood, with matching boots. fireh, Agent Lightning, Cat’s Meow, and Groundhog are reminiscing, and I glomp each of them.
“Oh, points.” I shake my head. “I was new to the Academy when those were all the rage. I’m not sure where I even got mine from!”
I notice a wung near fireh. I’m not sure how to describe it’s appearance; they are mysterious creatures. “Is en your former assistant, by any chance? I’m wondering about mine too.”
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 26th, 2014 @ 12:13((A quick search reveals the following named wungs, with “owners'” names in parentheses: Cassie (Ducky/Ros); Circe (CPM/Kyra); Drake (bluefire27); Elanor (THF); Figaro (Hypatia); Galadriel (Choklit Orange); Kityera/Kit (LittleBasementKitten); Maple (SilverLeopard); Mayl (LittleBasementKitten); Mia (Silver Lining); Miss Mumford (Kokonilly); Nelby (Loreena Chatheng); Nimly (Enceladus); Rosila (Armada); Sedniria (Turquoise); Serendipity (Rainbowstar); Squee (Princess Magnolia); Trulofer (TMFA); Zale (Koppar); Zerelda (Insane MLDM).))
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RoseQuartz
in December 24th, 2014 @ 16:17I smile at ZNZ. “I’m pretty clumsy myself, don’t worry,” I confess. “I just have a lot of dance training to make it seem like I’m not. I’m pretty good at keeping out of major disasters, though! Shall we?” I hold out a hand and gesture toward the dance floor.
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KaiYves
in December 24th, 2014 @ 16:28Cat’s Meow gets up to dance and I stay on the couch, enjoying my tea. Everyone is sharing memories and old funny stories. And, unlike at home in rainy New York, a glance at the window reveals snowflakes still gently floating down as the band plays on.
Good friends, good music, good food and drink, a warm place out of the snow, and great memories. What else could one ask for? I actually get a bit misty for a moment, and then shake it off. One doesn’t cry at a party, even if it is from joy.
Maths Lover crosses the room to join the conversation. “Those boots are awesome!”
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Paul Baker (Administrator)
in December 26th, 2014 @ 15:50Good grief! I’ve been so absorbed with getting the hemiolas right in the galliards that I’ve forgotten to mingle.
Merry Yule, everyone!
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Paul Baker (Administrator)
in December 26th, 2014 @ 15:52I see I’ve been Christened “Pauk” at some point. I rather like that.
Pauk the Redolent.
That has a good ring to it.
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KaiYves
in December 26th, 2014 @ 17:29((Well, the letters are right next to each other. Ay Es Dee Eff Jay Kay El Sem…))
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 26th, 2014 @ 18:30Redolent of your pawky sense of humor, no doubt.
(Of course, veteran MBers will remember that you were supposed to be named Raul.)
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KaiYves
in December 26th, 2014 @ 20:22((That was four years ago. No way!))
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 26th, 2014 @ 22:06((The time stamp does not lie: it was.))
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POSOC
in December 31st, 2014 @ 20:24It’s lucky I still fit in my old dress uniform. Last dance of the year, anyone?
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Rebecca Lasley (Administrator)
in December 31st, 2014 @ 20:47Would it be proper for a captain to dance with a cook?
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POSOC
in December 31st, 2014 @ 21:03Always.
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KaiYves
in December 31st, 2014 @ 20:34The band starts up “Auld Lang Syne” just in time.
“Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and days of auld lang syne?”
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 31st, 2014 @ 20:37The chorus rings through the ballroom:
“FOR AULD LANG SYNE, MY DEAR,
FOR AULD LANG SYNE…”
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Piggy
in December 31st, 2014 @ 20:58“WE’LL TAKE A CUP O’ KINDNESS YET,
FOR AULD LANG SYNE!”
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Rebecca Lasley (Administrator)
in December 31st, 2014 @ 21:02And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie’s a hand o’ thine,
And we’ll tak a right guid willie-waught
For auld lang syne!
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 31st, 2014 @ 21:11Rebecca is in magnificent voice tonight, even though willie-waughts give me the collywobbles.
“FOR AULD LANG SYNE, MY DEAR…”
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in December 31st, 2014 @ 21:20As Rebecca and POSOC take to the dance floor, she looks as unlike a sea-cook as anyone you could imagine. Between the radiance of her ballgown and the splendor of his Museican naval uniform, they scarcely need the spotlight that the delighted wungs swing in their direction.
“FOR AULD LANG SYNE!”
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KaiYves
in December 31st, 2014 @ 22:49I sing along with all of the others, the joy in the room incandescent.
“We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!”
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POSOC
in January 1st, 2015 @ 00:56As the last notes of the song fade and mingle with the last chimes of the clock striking twelve, I bow to my partner. “Thank you. A happy new year to you.
Now, I think I see a number of puffin puffs left. Strange no one else seems to have touched them…”
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Robert Coontz (Administrator)
in January 1st, 2015 @ 06:53…Aaand that’s the ball. We hope you enjoyed it.
Now, we’ll have to ask all revelers to clear the room. As you may know, this is the time when, every year, our hard-working wungs have their ball. It’s a wungs-only event and wouldn’t be very interesting for us anyway, because they make themselves invisible. They’ve certainly earned it, so — homeward, all.
And the wungs, that all do run
By quadruple GAPAs’ team
From the presence of the sun,
Following darkness like a dream,
Now are frolic. Not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallowed house.
I am sent with broom before
To sweep the dust behind the door.Good night!
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