docoflove1974 Posted August 29, 2008 Report Share Posted August 29, 2008 I've had too long a week. Students harassing me to let them into class when there aren't enough benches...the government putting restrictions on me and telling me what to do in my own arena...my sandals not quite fitting right this week (no clue why). So, well, hell with it! It's the Day of Venus (by some calendars), and I feel the need to feel pretty! **Claps twice, and out come the parade of beautiful clothes...sandals...adornments. Picks the beautiful white and lilac number, the golden sandals...and, yes, I think so, the pretty amethyst hair pins** Ooooooooh way better! Now...time for the festivities to begin!!! **Claps once, and the servants start bringing out food from all the known regions of the world, and amphorae of wine...then take their places around the room** Hmmmmm...I'd better take a couple of precautions...I remember the last party I had.... **Nods to Valenius, the head of security, who has hidden plain-clothes officer on the prowl, lest there be too much unruliness.** Well, one must take precautions....one never knows who will show up! Now...I wonder how long before Nephele comes in and livens things up! I do hope she doesn't speak in tongues again, trying to gleam money off of unsuspecting souls. And Caldrail...I hope he gave up his baby-eating habit...or at least sobered up a bit. Then again, he was such fun at the end...until he tried to destroy my villa. Perhaps their Royal Highnesses, the Emperor and his Lovely Lady, will make a presence? I hope they weren't too offended last time. Hmmmmm...who else will stop by? Come one, come all! Plebs and Patricians! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nephele Posted August 29, 2008 Report Share Posted August 29, 2008 Nephele dances lightly into the party at the Magistra's villa, gowned in a saffron-colored, sleeveless silk stola and wearing a wreath of violets in her perfumed hair. She warmly greets her hostess, and presents her with a basket of honey-cakes. "Where are the rest of your guests, Magistra? Am I the first to arrive? I know we have some new citizens here in the United Nations of Roma Victrix -- I do hope they're not too timid to join the party!" -- Nephele Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Primus Pilus Posted August 29, 2008 Report Share Posted August 29, 2008 N. Herius Cato (thanks to Nephele for that old anagram ) enters on the heels of a warm late summer breeze, amphora in hand and a finely painted "escort" in tow. After a boisterous greeting to the hostess and other guests, he ambles to the nearest lounge clearly looking for a spot to park himself for the evening and indulge in the contents of his amphora. "Claudia (he says to his ahem "escort") be a good lass and pour a round of this fine Baeterrae for the ladies. It's from my own estates in provincia (Narbonensis)" (and adding after realizing he is currently the only male present) "there is plenty... feel free to be gluttonous." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
docoflove1974 Posted August 30, 2008 Author Report Share Posted August 30, 2008 Welcome, Nephele and Herius, my dear friends! Enjoy the festivities! Why, Herius, such a *ahem* display of fortune you have brought with you today! I do hope more people stop in...a party is never the same without plenty of new and old friends! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nephele Posted August 31, 2008 Report Share Posted August 31, 2008 Okay, everyone -- oldbies and newbies -- let's get started! Reveal your hidden personality traits to meeeeee (and also to our hostess, the Magistra), by playing the "Choose Your Preference" game! You arrive at the Magistra's villa for the banquet, and are offered some entertainment. You choose... A private gladiatorial fight? or A poetry reading with musical accompaniment? If your preference was for a private gladiatorial fight, do you choose... Two beefy barbarians having at it with gladius and dagger? or Two Amazonian, scantily clad female gladiators having at it with gladius and dagger? If your preference was for a poetry reading, do you choose... The erotic poems of Catullus? or The witty epigrams of Martial? You notice that the person sharing your dining couch is someone you recognize. Is he... A senator, with whom you find yourself discussing the merits of Caesar's assassination? or A general who has recently returned from abroad and celebrated a triumph, with whom you find yourself discussing military strategy? or A famous courtesan from the East, who has much to tell about the strange customs of her homeland, as well as the famous men she has intimately known? The serving slave comes around with some wine. You choose... Hot wine? or Cold wine? Your hostess offers you some appetizers. Do you choose from the platter... Mushrooms? or Olives? Midway through the meal, a net up in the ceiling of the triclinium is pulled back, releasing... Thousands of perfumed flower petals, falling over you and the other guests? or Lots of brightly-colored, anachronistic balloons? In-between dinner courses, your hostess offers you the diversion of... Taking a dip in her heated, salt-water, indoor pool? or Visiting her private library and perusing her collection of scrolls? Back to the meal. More platters are passed around by the serving slaves. You select... Slices of succulent roast boar? or Thrushes stuffed with grapes and almonds? The meal is over, and your hostess insists that you take home with you a small memento of the evening. You choose... The silver tankard from which you had been drinking all evening? or The finely crafted gladius that the losing gladiator (in that private bout) no longer has any need of? or A cheetah kitten from the litter that your hostess' tame cheetah has given birth to? -- Nephele Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Primus Pilus Posted August 31, 2008 Report Share Posted August 31, 2008 A private gladiatorial fight. Two beefy barbarians having at it with gladius and dagger. (I couldn't stand to see one of the lovely lasses get "eliminated" ) A senator, with whom you find yourself discussing the merits of Caesar's assassination (Death to the Tyrant!) Cold wine (I'd actually prefer room temp, but I prefer cold drinks to hot) Olives Lots of brightly-colored, anachronistic balloons (some perfumes bother me immensely.. so I wouldn't take the chance on the petals) Taking a dip in her heated, salt-water, indoor pool (Ultimately, I still want to see those scrolls, but this requires less clothing ) Slices of succulent roast boar The finely crafted gladius that the losing gladiator (in that private bout) no longer has any need of Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nephele Posted August 31, 2008 Report Share Posted August 31, 2008 A private gladiatorial fight. Two beefy barbarians having at it with gladius and dagger. (I couldn't stand to see one of the lovely lasses get "eliminated" ) A senator, with whom you find yourself discussing the merits of Caesar's assassination (Death to the Tyrant!) Cold wine (I'd actually prefer room temp, but I prefer cold drinks to hot) Olives Lots of brightly-colored, anachronistic balloons (some perfumes bother me immensely.. so I wouldn't take the chance on the petals) Taking a dip in her heated, salt-water, indoor pool (Ultimately, I still want to see those scrolls, but this requires less clothing ) Slices of succulent roast boar The finely crafted gladius that the losing gladiator (in that private bout) no longer has any need of Very interesting! I shan't comment further, in case others decide to play the game and I give away anything. -- Nephele Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
docoflove1974 Posted August 31, 2008 Author Report Share Posted August 31, 2008 Taking a dip in her heated, salt-water, indoor pool (Ultimately, I still want to see those scrolls, but this requires less clothing ) Cheeky devil One never knows...*wink* Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
caldrail Posted September 1, 2008 Report Share Posted September 1, 2008 (edited) Poetry? You can't be serious. Wine , Women, and Mud Wrestling please. But if you insist, give me a sword, and clear the floor.... I care not who or what I slay save that my master is pleased. As for sharing a couch, the courtesan will do nicely. I wonder if she's into mud wrestling? Hot wine and cold water please. I think I'll not bother with the 'Food of the Gods'... Has a bad reputation.... Flower petals or balloons? Can't we have vegetables in rude and amusing shapes? Certainly don't want to visit a private library, and slices of roasted ba... Well, you know my preferences. Now... the momento... I'll take the courtesan thank you. Make sure that cheetah grows big and strong, I shall slay it in front of an admiring crowd one day, I have no need of another gladius, and... by Jupiter... This tankards silver.... dum-dee-dum.... Edited September 1, 2008 by caldrail Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
docoflove1974 Posted September 1, 2008 Author Report Share Posted September 1, 2008 Flower petals or balloons? Can't we have vegetables in rude and amusing shapes? I think in a later life you will be known as...."Baldrick"...many times over... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
caldrail Posted September 2, 2008 Report Share Posted September 2, 2008 Naah... I'm too good looking.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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