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𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 _ 𝙳 𝙾 𝙲 𝚃 𝙾 𝚁 . ([personal profile] lateness) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2021-12-12 02:57 pm

OPEN ● ● ● Every Christmas is Last Christmas

CHARACTERS: the doctor (12), the doctor (11), clara oswald, river song, and all of you
LOCATION: the mess hall, the kitchens, the simulation room
DATE: december 24th, 25th
CONTENT: team tardis throws a big christmas party for the station
WARNINGS: none for now, will warn as needed (no fires!!!)

PART I
'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS ...

1.0 Inside the kitchen and mess hall, Orbers will find the entire place decked out to the nines (Or elevens! Hohoho). No one knows how this all came together, but you will find almost everything Christmas related decorated along the walls and tables.

Hanging all around the walls are blue Christmas stockings! Each stocking will have the name of Orber etched in gold knitting. Inside each stocking is an array of personalized treats (if your character is a smoker, for example, then they will find a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, etc.)

On the tables at each place setting there are various coloured paper crowns for Orbers to decorate on their head – courtesy of Clara Oswald and her assistant, the Doctor (the chinny one) – and Christmas crackers to share with friends. Go on, then! Pull that cracker, see the assortment of sweets and surprises you’ve received. As far as refreshments go, there is plenty to share amongst everyone! There is eggnog, "naughty" eggnog, cookies, cakes, candy canes and sugar gumdrops. It is a downright delightful spread of treats to indulge and tide you over for before you feast with your teammates.


2.0 Before the main feast is prepared, there are plenty of activities to keep you (or a friend or two) occupied. Do you see those Christmas trees on almost every corner of the station? Yeah, the Doctor(s) got awfully distracted (something about if a hot dog is a sandwich) and these bare trees could use some decorative love. Or perhaps you can express your creative talents in the kitchen, where you may want to test out a new recipe to share with the rest of the class. Whether it be a savoury or a sweet dish, there is sure to be at least one person who might like it.

There is also a magician’s kit lying around if you want to take a crack at learning a few new tricks to show off to others! Or if you wish to partake in any group activity, there is a stack of board games and a deck of cards to play a friendly game of Go Fish! Who knows? The game-world’s your oyster.


3.0 By evening, the mess hall will be set up with napkins and plates and cutlery of varying Christmas-y colours. It isn’t perfect, but nothing ever really is, is it? Especially after the Doctor (the cross Scots one) might have very nearly burned the kitchens down a little earlier – something about improving the heat for the roast. Still, it’s finally time for the Christmas feast! And oh, what a smell there is wafting through the large space. There’s plenty of delicious food to go around – especially using much of the ingredients that had come in through the last supply drop. There are varying plates of savoury and sweet dishes, some recognizable, some a little more ... eclectic (you use what space ingredients you’re given, after all), but all of what the hosts have prepared look ... surprisingly edible, some of it even delicious. Roast veg, gravy, stuffing, biscuits, gingerbread, hot cocoa, marshmallows, something mulled, and sweets!

Of course, the more food, the merrier! If you’ve taken part in the cooking and baking from earlier, arriving with your own special Signature Dish, the Doctors (yes, both of them!) will be so pleased to see it join the rest of the feast.

And for those who might have run across the Doctor’s enthusiastic ramblings on Jammie Dodgers at one point will finally get a chance to try them. They’ll be stacked up to resemble a tree on a plate, sprinkled with (edible) glitter in blue and silver.


PART II
SIMPLY HAVING A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS TIME

4.0 Christmas Morning finds everyone with an open invitation to the simulation room to attend a very merry Christmas morning. Step inside and be taken away to a warm and cozy living room that is elaborately decorated for the holiday. You’ve been decorated for the occasion too, decked out in pajamas and a robe. With slippers to match, everyone that’s a part of Christmas morning will look like they’re ready to play their part in the festivities. There’s a fire crackling in the fireplace, the smell of cinnamon and clove in the air, and the distant sound of traditional Christmas songs playing on an antique radio over in the corner of the room. There’s also a tree, of course, one that almost seems too large to be in such a quaint place. It’s fully decorated, absolutely covered with a variety of kitschy ornaments like Santa Claus on a T-Rex or bears in tutus. There also happen to be ornaments of every single orber present on the station, presented in the form of ridiculous looking little elves.

Around the tree and scattered around the floor are opened gift boxes, wrapping paper strewn about. Toys from the boxes are discarded on the floor and around the room, plastic dinosaurs and robots that come to life when you wind them up. There are ridiculous looking squeaky alien toys, marshmallow launchers, and even a giant stuffed giraffe. Who could all of these toys belong to?

There also happen to be gifts beneath the tree for everyone. There aren’t any labels on the gifts so feel free to choose whichever one you like (but only one, there won’t be any greedy Scrooges here on Christmas!). No matter what size package that is chosen, big or small, there’s a sweater inside: an ugly Christmas sweater for everyone. One that can be put on over your pajamas to take part in an ugly sweater contest once everyone has unwrapped their gifts.

And of course no Christmas morning is complete without some sort of breakfast. Set up in the corner of the room is a small table with pastries and cocoa, with a big bowl of mini marshmallows. There’s coffee present too, for those that prefer their breakfast with a little less sugar. There’s plenty of seating around the living room to grab a leather chair or a spot on the fluffy couch. Or maybe sit in one of the red velvet chairs over by the windows to watch the slow and steady snowfall over a picturesque view of the British countryside.


5.0 As the events of the morning slowly come to an end, the simulation shifts to a quiet little town. There’s snow on rooftops and colorful lights lining buildings that manage to glisten and glow even in the daylight. The entire street is completely over the top with decoration; fresh garlands that smell of pleasant pine, miniature christmas trees decorated from top to bottom, and vibrant red bows are just about everywhere. There’s no hustle and bustle here, just a relaxed afternoon in the most Christmasy town ever.

The smell of cider and gingerbread baking are in the air, brought on by a bakery that’s open for a visit. Want to make a gingerbread house? There are materials set out to do that. There are things for gingerbread people too, if that’s more your bag.

There’s a bookstore filled with all kinds of books. If you’re not from Earth and are curious about Christmas, there’s plenty of children’s books on the matter waiting for you to enjoy. They’re set up on an elaborate display up front, though anyone is free to browse around and look through what else they have to offer.

A toy store, magician’s shop, and a boisterous pub round off the shops found on the street. There’s street vendors selling chestnuts that have been roasted over an open fire, wassail, and marshmallows for roasting. There’s also a band playing live music, Christmas carols of course. Join in and sing along or don’t. No one’s going to judge you either way. Take your time to enjoy everything or rush through because it’s too much Christmas, all in your face at once. Either way, the marketplace is present for hours in the afternoon and leading into the evening hours.


6.0 As night falls everyone is guided out of town and down a candle lit path that leads to a frozen over pond. It’s been set up for ice skating, with skates set aside for anyone that wants a pair. There’s baubles of lights set out all around the area, and the moon hangs high overhead. No seriously, the moon looks incredibly huge tonight. It’s blue glow reflects on the ice along with the warm yellow glow of all the lights. It’s a welcoming atmosphere, inviting anyone that’s brave enough to put on skates and take part.

The band from the Christmas market earlier are back to play throughout the night, playing quieter songs mixed in with lively pieces that are meant to get people speed skating around the ice.

Set a short distance away from the ice is a long table, with plenty of mismatched seats. Fairy lights twinkle overhead, and are also glowing from inside glass canisters that make up the centerpieces on the table. There’s dark blue galaxy dinnerware at every place, and a small feast spread out so no matter where someone sits there’s plenty within reach. It always manages to stay warm, and nothing ever seems to run out. It’s a perfect place to take a break and grab a quick meal, or just sit and chat with someone while you both enjoy a drink.

The area around the pond can be explored, so go crazy playing in the snow or whatever it is you want to do there. Just don’t wander too far off from the group. There may or may not be razor-toothed snowmen keeping you from going too far. They may hiss or blow snow in your face, but they probably won’t try to bite anyone.


🎄 After all of that is said and done, Orbers may find themselves drawn towards a small bonfire billowing from the center of this quaint little town. But it isn’t just the scent of warm Maplewood dancing underneath your nose. There sitting on top of a milk-crate is The Doctor (12) playing a jaunty little tune from his electric guitar. Orbers are more than welcome to sit around the bonfire and reflect on these past few months and where they might find themselves in the future.

If you find yourselves by your lonesome fear not! The Doctor (11) will be there offer you a hug (or smooch if you’re feeling saucy).

No matter what strife you have been through this year, just remember ...

Each and every one of your lives is a story. So best make it a good one.


winscenario: (nineteen.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2021-12-19 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jim can't help chuckle at that, amused. Bones is hella Southern, so that tracks, actually. ]

Gourmet's an outdated concept where I'm from anyway. But this kinda stuff is my favorite food, I think. When people do it from scratch, when you can almost taste the care put into it. It's— replicators are practical, I'll give them that, but it's not the same.
ruinously: made by @messenger (2021-10-31 14_27_43-Netflix — Mozilla Fi)

[personal profile] ruinously 2021-12-21 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
God, me too -- what even is gourmet, I'm used to half frozen burritos and Funions.

[ Ugh, he doesn't miss that. ]

Well, maybe I'll make something for you sometime. I'm finding I kinda to flex my kitchen muscles now that there's an actual stove available. [ And not a shitty cooktop that barely boils water for macaroni. ]
winscenario: (hundred thirty five.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2021-12-22 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Funions. Not the first person here to mention them, but Jim has no idea what they are. Fun onions??? He'll figure that out one day.

What Dean says next is more effective in capturing his attention. ]


Something just for me? Well, I'll have to take you up on that now. [ His lips curl upwards. ] You can flex all your other muscles too, I'm fine with that.
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[personal profile] ruinously 2021-12-23 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I could probably think of something good. I'd make you my macaroni fluff, but I doubt it has the same appeal as it did to a six year old.

[ Dean's used to blatantly flirting with women but honestly, as charming as he is, it doesn't tend to happen back. And, when it does, he gets flustered, clumsy, blushing pink in spite of himself. ]

Well, um. That can be arranged, too.
winscenario: (hundred sixty seven.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2021-12-23 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I've never heard of that before. Is that like mac'n cheese? You know I never had that before I arrived here.

[ Which is to say, he'd love it if Dean did it, he doesn't even care if it's supposed to be for kids.

He can't help but look immensely pleased with himself at Dean's reaction. Never would he have taken him for the sort to get so shy with just a bit of flirting, but color him surprised... definitely not complaining either. ]


Mm, good. Already sounding like a very exciting day.
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[personal profile] ruinously 2021-12-28 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Kinda. It's with marshmallows, I was trying to get creative to get my little brother to eat.

[ Maybe he'd like it. Maybe he wouldn't know any better - Dean's willing to give it a try. ]

Sure sounds like a hell of an afternoon.
winscenario: (hundred thirty seven.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2021-12-28 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A little brother!! Jim practically melts at that, letting out a quiet little sigh. ]

That's really sweet of you.

[ And cute. Who would've thought. ]

I'll be looking forward to it, Dean. You better not forget about me.

[ He points an oven mitt at him, as he makes his way back to the over when they've got the casserole cooking. Just giving that a quick check. ]
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[personal profile] ruinously 2021-12-30 01:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well. I pretty much raised him, and Lucky Charms 24/7 wasn't gonna cut it.

[ Dean frequently gave Sam whatever was left and went without cause...it was Sammy. His kid brother that he'd carried out of their burning house, that he cradled and kept him from screaming in the wake of the blaze. ]

How could I ever forget? [ He grins, shaping another meatball and carefully setting it on his tray. ]
winscenario: (hundred thirty three.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2021-12-31 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jim's just smiling here, glancing at Dean. The mental image is just really cute, he can't help it. (Don't tell him about all the awful shit yet, let him just have this moment of imagining all that cuteness with Dean and a younger brother.) ]

I don't know. Just making sure, [ He shrugs, going back to Dean's side. He gestures to the minced meat. ] Can I help with that?
ruinously: @tweak (2021-10-31 15_09_45-Netflix — Mozilla Fi)

[personal profile] ruinously 2022-01-04 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He'll show Jim a picture someday. He's probably got one in the bag he brought, saved ona. dumpy old cell phone. ]

Oh, sure. Just roll 'em up into balls, about this size.
winscenario: (sixty six.)

[personal profile] winscenario 2022-01-04 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Adorable. Get ready to hear Jim coo. Well, okay, maybe just a little bit.

For now he likes the thought of being useful, while enjoying Dean's company too. He nods at Dean's explanation, making sure his hands are clean as he scoops up some of the minced meat with his hands. He's a perfectionist, by the way, so he's probably going to spend a bit of extra time making sure they're perfectly round. ]
Got it.
ruinously: @tweak (2021-10-31 21_11_43-Netflix — Mozilla Fi)

wanna wrap this one up?

[personal profile] ruinously 2022-01-08 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He leans over, inspecting the meatball. ]

Yup, just like that.

[ It's not an impossible task, and the herbs and spices in them smell fantastic, so it isn't an unpleasant one, either. ]