Thanksgiving! It's time to get your Jive Turkey on, cats and kittens: The Gov is sponsoring the All '80s Turkey Time TV Marathon and Eat Till You Faint Event!

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Make sure you've got your leg warmers on, your Angel Flights, get your neons, your shoulder pads, get that Aquanet head of Huge Hair going, like totally, fer sure! Because we're going to party like it's 1980 at the semi historic RhyDin Civic Center!

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Admission to this Gala of Galas is: Donations of Non perishable foods, hygiene products, coats, jackets, and blankets in good condition, tents and sleeping bags in good condition, and anything that will bring a little bit of comfort and joy to our less fortunate citizens.

A confused gaggle of city employees will be at the doors collecting the donations unless a leader arises in their midst who contacts the usual charities, who will make sure all of the city charities receive a share of the donations.

The doors will be opening at ten am! Get there before noon! Your Beloved Governor will be re-enacting that traditional classic of the loving and giving spirit of Thanksgiving at noon, sharp: She will be dropping LIVE TURKEYSfrom a helicopter!

Thankfully, speaking of giving thanks, the 'live turkeys' will be pinatas and will be filled with delicious Mexican candies. Because Pharlen does actually know that turkeys cannot fly.

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Dropped off your donation' Then come on in for a huge spread of traditional Thanksgiving Largess: Lasagna! So much lasagna, beef, mixed meats, sausage, vegetarian, gluten free, BBQ'd, and just a pile of noodles with butter! Seriously, there are buffet tables FULL of lasagna!

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Oh, and there will also be turkey. Also, Tofu Turkey.

Expect all of your favorite side dishes, roasted root veggies, Brussels Sprouts, green bean casserole, macaroni and cheese, yams, mashed potatoes, green salads, and cranberry sauce, biscuits, gravy, rolls, all cooked to perfection by some of the city's finest chefs and bakers. Who may also be confused and yet paid, so they are cooking up a storm.

Champagne, wines, sodas, beers, fruit juices, chocolate and plain milk, and of course, EGGNOG! Are all available, along with coffee and tea!

Deserts" We don't know what all will be out there, we hired a squad of gray haired old ladies who love to make goodies, and we've pitted them against each other in a no holds barred Desert-O-Rama! There will be pumpkin pie, you betcha, and there will be pies baked into cakes, and cakes baked into pies and we don't know what all else, those old gals were ready to rumble! Get there early to place your bets on these feisty dames and reap the rewards of being Granny's favorite!

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AND THEN... Head upstairs to the third floor to experience Club 80!

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Shake your groove thang and show off those Spandex pants and Candy's heels under mirror ball lights on a flashing dance floor to the Greats: Cindy Lauper, the Cars, Blondie, the Tubes, Duran Duran, Def Leppard, the Bangles, Wham!, Pat Benatar and many many more!!

(Two large and anonymous donations have already been paid to prevent the playing of 'I Love Rock 'n' Roll' and 'Mickey'. Please make your donation checks out to the RhyDin Relief Fund and make sure it has at least three zeros if you want any other '80s anthem kiboshed. ;D)

AND THEN....Or, before. We're not really picky. Anyhow, there's elevators.

Come on up to the second floor to find your perfect happy spot: Sofas, recliners, play pits, pillow piles, are strewn all through the comfortably darkened giant living room where several giant screen televisions will be playing all of your favorite turkey day marathons!

Either pick up a complimentary pair of enchanted earphones paired with your favorite show, or bring your own phone and ear phones, and tune into the tellies playing your fave.

Screen One will be showing the Mystery Science Theater Turkey Day Marathons.

Screen Two will be showing the Twilight Zone Marathon.

Screen Three will be showing the Dr. Who Marathon.

Screen Four will be showing the Star Trek Marathon.

Screen Five will be showing the ALL 1980s Movie Marathon.

Screen Six will be ALL 1980s Cartoons! (Including the infamous Milking Scene from Rocko's Modern World.)

We have on hand several unpleasant people who will gladly sit with you and provide that uncomfortable conversation that no holiday gathering would be complete without! Just let them know what sort of antagonism that you're missing (political troglodyte grandparents, biological clock naggy aunties, snarky cousins, drama queen sisters, drunken oaf uncles: you name it, we got it!)

The doors open at ten AM November 22, the TV's turn on, the food starts laying out on the buffets, and they'll be playing your favorites until 10 am the twenty third! At that point, you'll be sent on your way with probably a cheap plastic food tub full of leftovers.

So arrive early and bring a change of underwear! Yes, kids are welcome! Kiddie tables will be available!



((OOC: Board only event! Post your char's duds and doings as you like! Have fun with it, and feel free to have your character take over or assist with any of the duties. Probably will leave the thread open until the 26th, if you need more time, just let me know!))

The Harker family brought a collection of canned foods collected by the students of Harker's Academy in Old Temple. Some of the students and their families had come along to help carry boxes and join the celebration!

A somewhat unique item from Harker and Hall Architecture, Ltd. was placed in Pharlen's care to chose a family in need. The deed to a small plot of land with a three bedroom, 1.5 bathroom home. The place had a large kitchen/dining area as well as a big family room on the first floor. The three upstairs bedrooms and bath would be kitted out to accommodate the family's needs. The pantry and fridge were to be filled with the necessities including meats from Matadero Carniceria. Bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen linens from GrangerGuild were chosen to make the place more comfortable. Aslakssons was the choice for the glassware. Albert Hall, one of H&H's founding members, chatted up a few of ladies present.

((GrangerGuild, Matadero Carniceria, and Aslakssons are the property of their respective creators. ))

The only reason Lan had ended up at this holiday spectacular was he heard something about piles of 'free' food and he'd followed the crowd headed that way. Only he found himself at the door with nothing to give. The first whiff of donations being required had him backing away with a flush of embarrassment. Would they have let him in anyway..." Who knows.

That was how he found himself staring at the glowing tree. Its branches starting to collect tags carrying happy thoughts. His eyes flickered over the messages. He didn't know what to write, but surely he should. Still deep in thought he didn't hear the woman approach until she tapped him on the shoulder.

"Do you need something?" She was young. Pretty, he guessed. He blinked at her. "To go in? I saw you turn away..." She reached into her shopping bag and pulled out a can. Green beans. "I think they'd let you in anyway." Her smile was sunshine.

Lan stared for so long with no reply that she just pressed the can on him. "You should come in! I hear there is dancing!" And she was gone before he could summon up the words.

He stood there, dumbfounded, in the glow of the tree a while longer. Then he shook himself and glanced at the branches. A leaf plucked from the bucket and he wrote one simple word before hanging it up, then headed inside to gorge himself on food and get caught up in the tv rooms until it was time to get kicked out.

The rust orange leaf said beans.

Maggie had arrived with her family. She took charge of games and other activities for the younger children. It would give their parents a little time to socialize and eat without little voices needing attention. She signed and posed for pictures with the sports fans among the children. Younger sister, Catie, had her own following now as one of the youth champions in Rhydin's gymnastics competitions. Rick was also standing with his sisters for pictures and helped to entertain the small children. He enjoyed playing footie in the Rhydin city youth league. His Grandfather Harker had high hopes of the lad playing for Manchester United in the future.

Family oriented parties were not really Carmen's thing. The lingerie store owner usually focused her attention on where she could drum up more business. Not exactly the venue to go advertising lacy things! However, Blush was doing just great and so she and Alea found some time to hit up the party to just have some good old fashioned fun.

They brought pajamas to donate, both to the cause and to people looking to spend the night and wanted to be comfortable. Don't worry, this lounge wear would be acceptable on any collage campus or 80's themed party.

Mist usually worked over holidays, mostly because he really didn't know of many of the holidays. This time, however, he worked the night shift, and clocked out at about one pm. He changed into comfortable clothing, loose trousers, shoes, a tunic, and texted Roni, telling her he was going to the turkey party.

The little thankful tree stood out front, and he smiled at it, reaching up to write on a few leaves: Love, Friends, Myself. He looked over a few other leaves curiously. It was nice to see so many people all needed and appreciated the same things.

He brought a donation of several vouchers from South Gate Hospital for well baby packages and a few cases of formula lifted from stores.

There were familiar faces, and Mist gladly went to greet those he knew before piling up with the lasagna and the various goodies spread out on tables.

He wasn't dressed for the disco, but that didn't stop him from going upstairs to dance. All that glorious 80's music!

Eventually, he headed downstairs to the TV room, and flopped down to watch the cartoons, though now and then he'd tune in to the other marathons and watch those curiously. He'd also periodically head downstairs to find out what new delicacies ended up on the dessert table to sample.

Somewhere after midnight, he'd pass out in a heap on the bean bags and pillows.

Sometime after landing the helicopter, the Von Tombs family arrived, fashionably arrayed, as might be expected, in all of their gothic glory, with the triple shot of horror that was Pharlen's Mommy and Daughter and Younger Daughter duds: matching black and purple swing dresses with wicked castle print. Jack and Desdenova of course wore dark suits.

Jackie was keen to hit the dance floor with her chums, and Jack and Pharlen took a few spins, despite Jack's lack of fondness for anything 80s. They'd soon enough retire to the tables, chatting and catching up with friends and family.

Desdenova was somewhat subdued and quiet, he'd been pretty quiet since his birthday. But as Pharlen was given charge of a house to be donated to a deserving family, she tossed the entire thing to Desdenova. He brightened up, and scurried away with the deed.

He knew exactly who deserved that kind of a hand up.