Thank God It's... Valentines? Just party like it's a Friday!

[otherfathering]

Who: Other Father (otherfathering) and YOU! Anyone and everyone are welcome.
Where: the Other House backgarden, on the outskirts of Goldenrod and Route 34
When: Valentines Day Evening
Summary: In an attempt to keep people from needing to use their own lights, as well as having fun and letting his garden shine as it should, Father's hosting a garden party!
Rating: E? how do ratings work?
Log:

It was no secret that the Other Father loved to garden, and more as such loved his garden. If he wasn't working with music or children or working in general, he was usually to be found in the garden, planting some new seed, harvesting some strange berry, or pretty-ing up the place with lights and ornaments. With the complexity of the garden, one wrong placement could have made it cluttered; Other Father's placements made it look wonderful. Just like the Otherworld, the family garden was indeed a fantastic garden.

The family garden always glowed, but it struggled as it tried its hardest to grow over the neighboring lights of Goldenrod, never quite looking as beautiful as it should. Father was sure the garden was sad, just as he was that it couldn't fill its potential... and then the blackout was announced. The blackout in which most Goldenrod facilities and homes would turn off their lights and leave the skies dark, to dim their lights for a loving mating season of two marvelous Pokémon. And it gave him an idea. The blackout was optional, so if he were to host an open garden party, then those who attended wouldn't need to use their own lights! Let the garden glow, stop a couple of houses glowing! In his mind, it was a good deed that could work.

And so the garden had been set; the multi-coloured lights shone around the plants and berries and plastic bird-Pokémon, they draped over the branches of the living centerpiece that was the tree, its treehouse that the children had built sat alongside the net of tiny bulbs; they continued onwards and illuminated the performance area, draped over the speaker and around the microphone stand, the area that placed beside the BBQ (luckily not let lit) that still had no idea who would be its cook. Father and his little helpers had made sure the garden was perfect, just like his family and their home.

Tonight would be magical if all went well, and he sincerely hoped it would help the cause of love; there was never quite enough of that, especially on Valentines day.

((ooc; welcome to the party log! The log will be divided into sections as most group logs are. Post under the sections and generally party- or if your character is doing something special, just post a new section.

Have fun, and Happy Valentines!))

Comments

[timelymaid]

Yes! At least, that's what I normally am. I'm human right now, as you can see.

[ But this gets a curious look, because that means just one thing. ] You've met one of the others, then? Which one?

[willrememberthis]

[Clementine's beam is half-excited ("another one!") and half-satisfied ("guessed it, and I do know a little about trolls!") .] I talked to Kanaya first. She told me about trolls. And I talked to Nepeta, too, one time! Do you all know each other?

[timelymaid]

We do! Kanaya actually made the dress I'm wearing. [ When she heard Aradia didn't own any dresses in Johto, Kanaya was...well, shocked. She's a fashionista. Aradia very much isn't. ]

We've been friends for, oh, sweeps. Nepeta, too, although she... [ Went home. ]

[willrememberthis]

[When Aradia trails off, a recent message in colored text like Aradia and Kanaya used that had mentioned Nepeta's name slips back into Clementine's mind to complete her statement, and she feels herself sinking into a bit of regret. It must be worrying - Kanaya had told Clementine that the troll planet was gone, and hadn't said where they call home now. She can try to imagine how she'd feel if she found Omid or Christa here and then found them gone back to their world without her - so horribly uncertain. And she'd brought up a now-missing friend so practically offhand!

But perhaps this will help dissolve any awkwardness.]

...She was the one who told me what a lusus is... What's yours like?

[timelymaid]

[ Aradia was more concerned Clementine didn't know - she flashes a smile at the topic change, though. Although her lusus is, uh. Dead. ]

She was a ram - at least, that's the closest human word for it. She wasn't the biggest lusuii in our group by any means - she wasn't bigger than me, actually. I think that was nice, though - it meant she could go anywhere I could, and we used to go exploring together a lot.

[willrememberthis]

[The past tense and fact that the troll planet was gone, according to Kanaya, hints so to Clementine. She's sure to pause long enough to savor and admire that being shared with her, the mental image of Aradia exploring in the wilderness with a ram-mom and how pleasant the memories would be.

But she still has questions!]

...But if your lususesss - lusii... were all animals, where do trolls come from?

[timelymaid]

[ Clementine, you probably don't want to know.

But Aradia will tell you anyway! Sort of. ]

We reproduce differently than humans. Our genetic material is collected by imperial drones and given to the Mother Grub, who lays eggs - which we then hatch out of. It's...well, nothing like what I understand human biology to be.

[willrememberthis]

[Clementine has heard enough of the inexplicit version of the Birds and the Bees to think she can make a few connections. Though needless to say she doesn't have a clue about capitally punishing singles, or love-hate, or all of that.

But she looks like she's trying a bit hard to do it coherently, her eyebrows twitching closer together, her mouth twisting a little, squeezing her hands together. What she puts together tells her, roughly, "Trolls do something like what humans do, and then the results are taken away for the babies to actually finish being 'made' elsewhere."] So... you could kind of have parents like humans have... but you could never know for sure who they are.

[timelymaid]

Right! There's no real way to tell who supplied the genetic material, so...it's pretty rare for any troll to know who their ancestor was. Our lusuii are our parents, in functionality - at least, that's my understanding of it, as far as human terminology goes...

[willrememberthis]

[She has a thought. Well, a few, as you know what they say about troll biology, but...] ...Even if they don't, could a troll be another troll's lusus?

[timelymaid]

That actually did happen once! A jadeblood, the Dolorosa, found a mutant-blooded troll...we know him as the Sufferer. She raised him on her own. But that's really the only example of it in our history, to my knowledge.

[willrememberthis]

[Clementine considers, and does her best to shelf her curiosity about the mentions of "jade blood" and "mutant blood" - that implies strongly enough that trolls also have different kinds of blood to satisfy her, and Aradia was willing to inform her basically where troll babies come from for goodness's sake, she's dug away enough with questions about trolls' biology for now!]

Even though I had my real parents for most of the time... I think I had something a little like a lusus, too.

...Is... "Other Father" a good one? ["One" being either "lusus" or "parent" as you will.]

[timelymaid]

I don't know him very well yet. But...John and Rose seem to really respect and like him, and I'm willing to trust their judgement is right. And so far he hasn't done anything to make me suspect him of untoward motives.

[ He's confusing, but not...well, actively threatening. ]