(( The pictures of the church are credit to the Seven Rivers Presbyterian Church. The suits of Pearle DeCause and The Heavenly Boutique are from MensUSA and Armani respectively. Anyone is welcome to come into this thread and begin posting their entrances. I encourage everyone to come in and be apart of this little event I'm posting, which should mostly be up before the night is over. But we shall see. You may dress how you like, though it is somewhat fancy of an venue, even for a church. Come on in, and most importantly, have fun!! ))
http://imageshack.us/m/810/1372/church01.jpg (( The Seven Bridges Road Lobby just as it is seen when the doors are beginning to open for the event. ))
http://imageshack.us/m/94/3798/church02.jpg ((The Lecture Hall as it will be seen for the workshop. File seating accordingly. ))
Dyarhk's dress for this event: http://www.emporioarmani.com/item/store/EMPORIO+ARMANI/tskay/5D6D5085/rr/1/cod10/49117280SX/areaid//sts/ A summer suit from the Pearle DeCausey 'Strict Business' line.
Gregory's dress for this event: http://www.mensusa.com/productimage1.aspx"id=2700 Out of Koyliak VanDuran-Simon's somewhat dated 2010 line at the Heavenly Boutique. The suit is a desert sand and tailored out unhemmed just in time for this event for a custom fit for Detective Finder, and for the pretty Rhydin coin, at that.
Gregory in suit: http://imageshack.us/m/838/2651/tumblrljfxivfu1j1qhfgnw.jpg ))
Casual dress had been the suggestion given by Dyarhk for this lectern being housed in the venue of a megachurch. Despite this suggestion, people were showing up very finely dressed, but they were not so numerous. The majority of those showing up had been regular citizens, and as the crowd began to arrive, it was quite the blend of all Rhydinians. Space Travel concerned citizens were present, as well as the olden Rhydin generation that did not go out much in the ways outside their farmland or estates. Then there were mixes and matches of the space travelers, simple settlers, gunslingers, spellcasters, evil-doers and figures of heroism. They were all of them interested in what one of the last remaining candidates for office had to offer; many of them awarding the candidate a second chance after the 'Debate Debacle.'
Many of them anxious to hear what Gregory Finder had to say.
Talk of this sort went on in the large echoing lobby. People talking about how the election might go, and who they thing has the soundest platform. Matt Simon received quite a bit of name-dropping with Fionna's name coming up frequently as well. There was little mention of Cor, being the somewhat underdog that he was in this particular situation. Dyarhk only received elevated talk because it was his event. It may have very well been a different story altogether had it not been.
Children were in attendance and were doing what could only be the coolest thing in the world to them at that precious age, and that was running around a gigantic, beautiful church; going on adventures, at least, that is, until their parents recapture them with a stern jerking of their arm and drag them to sit beside them on the polished and reflective wooden lecture pews. Dyarhk could be seen amongst this growing crowd as night steadily began to make itself more prominent and closer to the time. He had just the faintest dab of Alpha on as a bit of a very, very quiet nod to the support that it was receiving lately.
He walks through the mob shaking hands, nowhere near as many as Gregory was off by one of the more back white cylindrical pillars that made this lobby the beautiful piece of architecture that it was after of course the white, blue and red tile patterning they walked upon. But Gregory was much more of a people person than Dyarhk pertaining to these types of crowds. There were close to a eight-hundred people present with double that expected on the following night. That may have not been so large a number given the one logged as the populace, but they were all of them important to speak to nevertheless.
"Good Evening. Glad you could make it," "Hallou, it's good to see you here tonight," and "Welcome. I'm Dyarhk, and your name is?" leaning in to hear the name of those many that he introduced this way with. He would nod with great interest and then come back to face them and continue shaking their hands while he told them the highlights that were on the bulletins basically that were being handed to everyone that entered the lobby.
It was very well lit outside with street lights, but inside was where the flare had been, and this would become especially noticeable when nightfall rolled over as was to happen with the run-time of the workshop and the mingling afterward.
Gregory smiled to the somewhat more distinct crowd of Rhydin family men that seemed to be approaching with a genuine concern and interest in his stances that he was slowly beginning to have heard finally. The men were amazed, wowed with wide eyes at some witty quips of creative solutions to otherwise stalemating problems that the people faced. Slowly but surely, they were getting his opinion on things.
"Absolutely. I'm not a resident. Yet. Me and my family plan on being one of the first to be inducted into the Home For Everyone program. I'm going to move into Rhydin just how any of you might without roots, as a real example, and let the government system help place me. We think this will spearhead a redesign of the current census and help us to establish more obvious the available territories for those in need and new residents, such as myself, for ease of access." Gregory pocketed a single hand and took a handsome, slanted lean to listen to the next man.
"And what of the lazy, Mr. Finder" Will your system place people just because they are homeless even if they are hopeless bums?" a man asked in the gathering around Gregory.
"We're setting up a program that will help you as much as you want to help yourself. A job-placement enrollment registration will assist the homeless who attempt to setup residency. This is an aid mission, but it is not a sustaining way of life by any means. We assure you, people won't be leeching off this program." Gregory smiled handsomely and got a soft round of applause that was not very long appreciated by Gregory before he was grabbing other men and women's hands to step forward, apologize for not hearing their name, and ask again.
It was turning out to be a very crowded night.
http://imageshack.us/m/810/1372/church01.jpg (( The Seven Bridges Road Lobby just as it is seen when the doors are beginning to open for the event. ))
http://imageshack.us/m/94/3798/church02.jpg ((The Lecture Hall as it will be seen for the workshop. File seating accordingly. ))
Dyarhk's dress for this event: http://www.emporioarmani.com/item/store/EMPORIO+ARMANI/tskay/5D6D5085/rr/1/cod10/49117280SX/areaid//sts/ A summer suit from the Pearle DeCausey 'Strict Business' line.
Gregory's dress for this event: http://www.mensusa.com/productimage1.aspx"id=2700 Out of Koyliak VanDuran-Simon's somewhat dated 2010 line at the Heavenly Boutique. The suit is a desert sand and tailored out unhemmed just in time for this event for a custom fit for Detective Finder, and for the pretty Rhydin coin, at that.
Gregory in suit: http://imageshack.us/m/838/2651/tumblrljfxivfu1j1qhfgnw.jpg ))
Casual dress had been the suggestion given by Dyarhk for this lectern being housed in the venue of a megachurch. Despite this suggestion, people were showing up very finely dressed, but they were not so numerous. The majority of those showing up had been regular citizens, and as the crowd began to arrive, it was quite the blend of all Rhydinians. Space Travel concerned citizens were present, as well as the olden Rhydin generation that did not go out much in the ways outside their farmland or estates. Then there were mixes and matches of the space travelers, simple settlers, gunslingers, spellcasters, evil-doers and figures of heroism. They were all of them interested in what one of the last remaining candidates for office had to offer; many of them awarding the candidate a second chance after the 'Debate Debacle.'
Many of them anxious to hear what Gregory Finder had to say.
Talk of this sort went on in the large echoing lobby. People talking about how the election might go, and who they thing has the soundest platform. Matt Simon received quite a bit of name-dropping with Fionna's name coming up frequently as well. There was little mention of Cor, being the somewhat underdog that he was in this particular situation. Dyarhk only received elevated talk because it was his event. It may have very well been a different story altogether had it not been.
Children were in attendance and were doing what could only be the coolest thing in the world to them at that precious age, and that was running around a gigantic, beautiful church; going on adventures, at least, that is, until their parents recapture them with a stern jerking of their arm and drag them to sit beside them on the polished and reflective wooden lecture pews. Dyarhk could be seen amongst this growing crowd as night steadily began to make itself more prominent and closer to the time. He had just the faintest dab of Alpha on as a bit of a very, very quiet nod to the support that it was receiving lately.
He walks through the mob shaking hands, nowhere near as many as Gregory was off by one of the more back white cylindrical pillars that made this lobby the beautiful piece of architecture that it was after of course the white, blue and red tile patterning they walked upon. But Gregory was much more of a people person than Dyarhk pertaining to these types of crowds. There were close to a eight-hundred people present with double that expected on the following night. That may have not been so large a number given the one logged as the populace, but they were all of them important to speak to nevertheless.
"Good Evening. Glad you could make it," "Hallou, it's good to see you here tonight," and "Welcome. I'm Dyarhk, and your name is?" leaning in to hear the name of those many that he introduced this way with. He would nod with great interest and then come back to face them and continue shaking their hands while he told them the highlights that were on the bulletins basically that were being handed to everyone that entered the lobby.
It was very well lit outside with street lights, but inside was where the flare had been, and this would become especially noticeable when nightfall rolled over as was to happen with the run-time of the workshop and the mingling afterward.
Gregory smiled to the somewhat more distinct crowd of Rhydin family men that seemed to be approaching with a genuine concern and interest in his stances that he was slowly beginning to have heard finally. The men were amazed, wowed with wide eyes at some witty quips of creative solutions to otherwise stalemating problems that the people faced. Slowly but surely, they were getting his opinion on things.
"Absolutely. I'm not a resident. Yet. Me and my family plan on being one of the first to be inducted into the Home For Everyone program. I'm going to move into Rhydin just how any of you might without roots, as a real example, and let the government system help place me. We think this will spearhead a redesign of the current census and help us to establish more obvious the available territories for those in need and new residents, such as myself, for ease of access." Gregory pocketed a single hand and took a handsome, slanted lean to listen to the next man.
"And what of the lazy, Mr. Finder" Will your system place people just because they are homeless even if they are hopeless bums?" a man asked in the gathering around Gregory.
"We're setting up a program that will help you as much as you want to help yourself. A job-placement enrollment registration will assist the homeless who attempt to setup residency. This is an aid mission, but it is not a sustaining way of life by any means. We assure you, people won't be leeching off this program." Gregory smiled handsomely and got a soft round of applause that was not very long appreciated by Gregory before he was grabbing other men and women's hands to step forward, apologize for not hearing their name, and ask again.
It was turning out to be a very crowded night.