it's a dead man's party

[self_composed]

The guest list winds up being pretty huge.

To start with, there are now eight Bells. Pattern isn't bringing anyone besides herself, and Aegis no one besides herself and her Whistle, but everyone else -

Between Alice, the Joker, the rescued Queenie, Kas, Micaiah, and Sue, plus Ghosty who Amariah picked up on her way home, that's seven Whistles. (Stella thinks ahead: there is a soundproofed orgy chamber away from the main party awning. With a few nodes off of it in case more than one orgy forms; she can think of at least two other likely ones.)

There's an equally absurd number of Sherlocks and Tonies if you count them together. They have Juliet's matched set, Shell Bell's matched set, two other matched sets from Bell-less worlds (one with souled vampire, one both human), a stray Tony, and a stray Sherlock from Downside.

Amariah grabbed a random Libby on top of the random extra Whistle, but at least she's not incorporating anyone from home.

Golden's bringing much of her family and many of her friends - although Edward is staying home, that still leaves Elspeth and Jacob, Alice and Jasper with little Brandon, Rosalie and Emmett and little Henry, Nathan accompanying his mate and their child Kerron, Esme and Carlisle and their Lily, Addy, and Elena who'll get to see her brother. Golden claims that this is a conservative list and she could easily have produced another twenty enthusiastic guests. Stella doesn't doubt it. She puts up a few signs reading Please Conduct Adult Conversation Only Via Brainphone. Little Half-Vampires Have Good Ears And Perfect Memories. As a last-minute surprise, Golden has taken Elspeth's suggestion to bring Edward's deceased mother Elizabeth, too.

Juliet has, on top of her boyfriend and his - progenitor? - her tiny Libby, James, a tagalong thereto called Virginia, and a ghost called Minnie, plus Giles.

Angela's list is more modest: her, her husband, and their friends Alleluia and Caleb.

Shell Bell is responsible for half the Sherlocks-and-Tonies all by herself, a tagalong called Pepper, and also someone called Darcy and also Matilda. (Shell Bell is also the reason Angela is not inviting her brother-in-law.)

Stella herself is responsible for inviting Libby, Orfeo, Chris, Mary, Anna, Sandy, Eights, Chainsaw, Lazarus, Kolya (who is informed that it would be awfully inconvenient for a majority of Bells to all have to coordinate on pretending he doesn't exist when only one of them has even met him to be able to identify him in the first place, so he can simply stay home if he's planning to be hidey), and Bridget.

Stella sets up a name tag system. Everyone will have a tag stuck to them. Solo persons - a minority - will just have their names. People with template names and nicknames will have both stamped on automatically. ("Hi! I'm a Bell, and you can call me Stella!"; "Hi! I'm a Whistle, and you can call me Alice!" "Hi! I'm a Sherlock, and I don't have a distinguishing nickname yet but as soon as I pick one it will appear here!")

She conjures up a nice buffet of food and beverages which will stay its correct temperature until consumed, and assorted synthetics for the vampires (labeled not for human consumption), and dishes and flatware (all glass; even some of the food-eating guests might dissolve anything else) and fusses with the awning opacity until it lets in just the right amount of sun, and, what the hell, she throws in a stage in case Angela wants to sing or she decides to play the flute or someone decides to pentagon some other performative skill to entertain the crowd. She makes sure there are enough bathrooms for all the people who still need bathrooms.

She puts out a few tables here and there with little bowls of squares and triangles - a mix of her glowing red and Alice's shifty black - in them for everyone's convenience. She accumulates coins in those sizes faster than she generally uses them and has a great many, so there are plenty for anyone to dip and wish if something comes up. She double-checks to make sure the Martian ground rules prohibit any misuses available for those size coins.

Jane gets one of those high-tech holographic projectors, on wheels, which she promptly manifests in, drives around the floor, and makes faces through.

Comments

[autokinetic]

"...I can't," murmurs Aegis.

[cross_and_bow]

"...Didn't you hex up perfect recall, doesn't she send pictures?"

[autokinetic]

"I did. She does. It's not the same, though, memories a decade out of date and still photos, is it? I can't picture what'd happen if I acted like she was Colonel Beckstead telling me I couldn't have access to ansible communications with the fleet."

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet hugs her. "She'd get huffy and tell you that she didn't mean anything by whatever prompted the attitude and that you were a very touchy young lady and maybe she won't bake those cinnamon buns after all," she says. "And she'd get over it in about fifteen minutes and hug you. And bake you cinnamon buns."

[autokinetic]

"Heh," says Aegis, and she hugs back tight.

[mind_game]

[Hey, Aegis,] says Jane, broadcasting to all three members of the conversation (as the newly installed brainphone upgrade informs them), [I think you have one of these at home. He's got a different name and doesn't wear glasses and I wasn't paying a lot of attention so I didn't notice right away but the face matches one in the I.F. personnel database.]

[cross_and_bow]

"Ooh, multiple Gileses belonging to sketchy bureucracies," says Juliet.

[autokinetic]

"I don't recognize him," Aegis points out.

[pythbox]

[...What,] says Giles, [is this person's name?]

[mind_game]

[Rupert Merryweather,] reports Jane. [He's out of work now, since the Battle School system is shutting down, but he worked on getting kids into it through unconventional avenues. Including Aegis, who didn't take standard psych tests and couldn't be read by monitor. And he was also one of the principal people yelling at everyone about not giving her any bullshit.]

[autokinetic]

"Heh," says Aegis, shaking her head. "My champion. I wonder if Sue's champion is an alt of somebody too."

[pythbox]

"You have champions?"

[autokinetic]

"That's just what we called certain people commenting in our psych files, when I pulled them. There was one guy - Merryweather - commenting on me, and one different guy commenting on Sue, who were loudly angry at everybody else for mishandling us."

[pythbox]

"Well, what's the other one's name?"

[mind_game]

[Jasper Whitlock,] reports Jane.

[cross_and_bow]

"...You know, I saw a nametag that said Jasper, but then it was followed by Cullen," says Juliet. "Of course, you've got Giles on the one hand and Merryweather on the other."

[luminous_regnant]

"Someone say my name?" inquires a vampire, appearing rather suddenly. His nametag does indeed say Jasper Cullen on it and doesn't identify him as belonging to a template.

[pythbox]

"Merryweather was my mother's maiden name," Giles contributes.

[autokinetic]

"That explains it," says Aegis. "Hey, Jasper, do you recognize the name 'Whitlock'?"

[luminous_regnant]

"My last name, before I started using Cullen," says Jasper. "Why, what's going on?"

[cross_and_bow]

"Alts," says Juliet.

[pythbox]

Giles starts laughing.

[mind_game]

[I could email them and invite them to the party!] offers Jane cheerfully.

[autokinetic]

"I'd wanna consult Sue first. I wonder if he's done yet," Aegis says, peering around in search of Sue. The door for him she added to her wall still has a bird-activated doorbell of sorts so she can brighten to solicit attention, which is probably less intrusive and more comfortable than brainphoning. Bird?

[pythbox]

Yeah? he answers. There are definite overtones of snuggliness, but he is not obviously having sex right this second.