Party in Fantasyland! (Open to All)

[caycep]

The loading area and deck in front of It's a Small World had been transformed. Two large tables had been set up, one bearing the music equipment that Cayce had lugged over from Tomorrowland, the other marked out for food and drink. Another food table was set up at the shop.

Various other places in the vicinity had been marked out as well: a wide space for a dance floor; another wide space with a sign RESERVED FOR STARBUCK posted; a grassy area marked RESERVED FOR M. BEAUFORT; and the loading area was marked RESERVED FOR KIRA AND SETSUNA. Over the walk up to the ride, Cayce had hung a large hand-lettered banner that read:

IT'S A SMALL UNIVERSE (ALL OF THEM)

She'd raided every shop in the park for decorations, and pillars and eaves were festooned with Disneyfied representations of various cultures; there was some Mulan merchandise here, a few items ganked from the Indiana Jones Adventure there. Cayce herself felt, somewhat ruefully, that she wasn't capable of being much more than a representation of early 21st-century urban America, so she wore the dress Crowley had given her. Anyone who was expecting her to do a reprise of the bikini business would be sadly disappointed.

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After Cayce felt that a critical mass of crowd had been achieved, she went to the music system and turned on the microphone.

"Hi there, everyone. It's good to see you here, and thanks for playing along with my silly party idea. It's kind of a squishy liberal American thing to say—see, I'm representing my culture now—but can I just say that it's great to see the diversity here, and to see everyone taking pride in where they come from. So, thanks. Especially to Psyche, for letting us tromp all over her home and for keeping the music under control; to Crowley as always for the booze; and to everyone who brought something to share." She started to put the mic down, then remembered: "Oh, and thank you to Kira and Setsuna, who will be starting a limbo contest shortly." She grinned. "So if you think you're up for it, see how low you can go." A self-deprecating laugh at the cheesiness of what she'd just said. "Thanks again for coming, and have fun."

((Party time! Talk amongst yourselves, hassle Cayce, get drunk and ride through It's a Small World (not recommended), and otherwise have fun. Feel free to set your post before or after Cayce's little speech.))

((ETA: Here's the limbo thread!))

Comments

[a-lonely-god.livejournal.com]

The Doctor laughed.

"I know I always did," he agreed. "I learned the language from watching television, so it was RP (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doctor_(Doctor_Who)#Accent) for a long time, 'till I learned to branch out a bit. Like to swap 'em around more, now."

He shrugged at the question. "Haven't got one. Not anymore."

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Ellie dropped her eyes, smiling apologetically. "Well, I think I can kind of sympathize. Mine still exists, but I'll probably never see it again." Not unless she was dragged back bound in barbed wire, but they wouldn't go there. "I'm not sure why I even bothered with this," she gestured at the flower. "I guess all the nostalgia just got to me. Silly, really."

[a-lonely-god.livejournal.com]

"Nah, not really," the Doctor assured her. "And I'm glad I got to see it." He bent down, peering closer at the blossom. "It'll die in the night?" he supposed, judging by the shape of the leaves and the texture of the flame.

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," she said, curious how he'd figured that out. "It's used to a much warmer climate." And one without any distinction between day and night, for that matter.