« Who: Jamie the_fairest_flower and The Scratch (with volunteers from the Neptune Lounge and the Crucible, and myriad others) are hosting Spring Revels - open to all!!
« What: Big party with drink specials, gourmet food, and staff and volunteers willing to provide whatever a guest needs or wants. Goal of the night is to grant everyone in attendance at least one fulfilled desire. This doesn't have to be about sex - whether your character wants their back blown out in a hedonistic orgy or whether they just want a nice, quiet evening with a familiar face to forget everything for a while, there will be volunteers on hand. Everyone in the city will have received some kind of invitation. Please feel free to include the impact of/fallout from this month's event.
« When: May 3rd - 4th
« Where: The Scratch in the Up
« Content Warnings: Drinking, substance use, sex, kinks in action, possible handholding. Please tag with CWs as appropriate in your threads!
Jamie bows where he stands on a platform, impeccable and bright with a crown of pale roses on his head. His voice is smooth and light and commands attention. The long, elegant lines of his body are hugged in white, offering peeks and flashes of pale skin just begging to be touched. Anyone who gets close enough will catch a scent that calls to something deep in them: familiar, comforting, and unique.
"I am your host tonight, and I would like to extend my gracious thanks to our returning partners at The Scratch and the Crucible, as well as all staff and dearest volunteers, for enabling this den of indulgence and hedonism."
He grins and winks at someone in the crowd.
"Tonight, we are at your disposal. We are here to see your desires fulfilled. All you need do is ask and someone will see your needs met. Including me."
Jamie plucks a glass of what might be champagne from a nearby server's tray and lifts it.
"To all the vivacity of a life fully lived. Now, play nice - or don't. I wish you all a fulfilling evening."
the bar
[ Early in the night or late, Jamie appears at the bar and slides an empty glass across counter. He offers a beneficent smile to whichever staff member is there fielding orders. ]
Could I have a glass of Long Rest, please? And whatever this lovely creature is having.
[ Jamie nods to whoever is standing to his right and offers a wink when they look his way. Depending on the hour, his clothes have likely changed. Whatever he's wearing, it's designed to be appreciated. Or taken off. ]
It's on me. Whatever you like. No strings attached, I promise.
the dance floor
A. Hard Thumping The bass thuds through his bones and Jamie is lost in a sea of bodies, moving with effortless rhythm. There's more skin showing now - maybe in a little sequin red dress or maybe in leather and lace. He gravitates toward anyone who wants him, not stopping until he feels a hand slide over his waist or hip and feels a body pressed up against his.
B. Soft Waltzes The floor has cleared for those who want the romance of ballroom dancing, and Jamie is there to lead or follow. And if he notices any wallflowers looking longingly at the bodies twirling around the dance floor, he'll extend a hand with a gallant smile.
"Come dance with me, darling."
a private room
[ He can be everything you have ever wanted: whoever you are, whatever you are. Everything.
It takes just a pluck of magic to mold himself to suit that desire if his patron wishes to see someone they want and cannot have, someone they miss, someone they have only ever imagined. He can have any body they like: male, female, both, neither. There is no part of him they are not allowed to touch, nothing they are not allowed to do. Not tonight.
He will pet your hair, telling you how good you are, how beautiful and perfect and wanted. He will press a stiletto against your neck and wait for you to apologize for daring to look at him before being invited to. He will sit and talk for a while, comfortable and approachable and a good keeper of secrets. He will submit to your every whim, he will let you be a monster. He will be a monster for you.
Whatever you want. Whoever you are. Whatever you are.
Anything. ]
[ooc: I'd like to write personalized starts for this or will happily reply to wildcards. Smut, non-sexual kink, and gen all welcome. ]
a quiet moment
He sighs and leans his head back against the wall. Maybe it's outside in the alley behind the building, or on the sidewalk in front; maybe it's in one of the behind-the-scenes areas accessible only to volunteers and staff; or maybe it's one of the private rooms between uses.
Doesn't matter. It's quiet for a moment.
It's later in the night or perhaps very early in the morning, Jamie isn't entirely sure anymore. He only has a handful of seconds and he is so, so tempted to draw on some magic just to make those seconds last longer. He needs to change his clothes (again). He needs to find Elle because he can't remember if he has somewhere he is supposed to be or if it's time to return to mingling, to finding people who are wanting something that he can give time.
But he needs just a little bit. After the ordeal of... wherever the fuck they were, he's still not quite tethered as tightly as he should be to reality, and tonight is both the easiest time to lose his sense of clarity and the worst time to do it. He's already practically bleeding Glamour at this rate.
He hears movement - footsteps, a door opening, whatever. Jamie lolls his head in that direction and a little smile tugs at his mouth.
"Looking for something, darling? Or someone?"
wildcard/notes
[ I will match your preferred tagging style! All prompts are open to all genders.
Please feel free to throw wildcards at Jamie. He will be at the club all night and through the morning, as available as is physically possible. He is inclined to indulge the desires - any desires - of anyone he runs into. If you want to get dark, just give me a head's up. He will also be making costume changes through the night, possibly every hour or so he'll be in something different.
Also happy to play with event prompts that overlap with this party (Blossoming Expressions and Seeds of Deceit), as well as helping out with this month's quota challenge.
If you want to plot, feel free to PM, ping me at givemedragons or givemedragons on discord. ]
no subject
the bar
the dance floor
a private room
a quiet moment
wildcard/notes