who will be coming?

[small_magics]

Aianon has made a plant in the open airless space above the surface of Thilanushinyel. It is a very, very large plant - some dragons will be attending the party, after all, even if Ansharil in particular is going to be assorted small things and stay on Sarion's person the bulk of the time.

The locals will be Sarion, her beloveds, their other beloved, the five conjured dragons (and their Bondmates, where applicable: Virgivere and Lissa), and Liselen - Magania has, as usual, declined, and so far no Bell party has featured Bell parents.

Amariah is bringing her boyfriend and spontaneous daughter and two of the spontaneous daughter's friends, as well as an Alethian instance of the Rupert template.

Shell Bell is bringing Pearl and Screwdriver.

Golden is bringing her usual large contingent, as usual not including her husband but including her daughter and daughter's grown fosterling (the other remaining at home) and his wolf, both mothers-in-law and one father-in-law, adopted siblings, staff members including the Joker and Nathan, and the children of the aforementioned.

Glass is bringing both wives, all three daughters, Kanim, and her cat. She invited Icarin and Valeria, but their parents are not willing to let them gallivant into other worlds unsupervised and had a scheduling conflict.

Stella's bringing a smattering of people including Alice, Anna, Sandy, Libby, Bridget, her college roommate Janine, and Lazarus.

Tab is bringing Aelise (but not Kers) and Luhan.

Etty is bringing only Nona.

Aether, likewise, brings no one but Celo.

Pattern comes with Ripper, Slipstick, Queenie, and Ghosty.

Aegis is accompanied by her four-bodied boyfriend, Merryweather, Whitlock, and Howlett.

Aurora comes with Brilliance, Lexi with her Device Persica, Agent Honey with her Device Adularia, and Beth.

Rose brings her husband and three children and her former apprentice, Luc.

Angela brings her husband, her four children, several of her friends, and some of those friends' children and grandchildren with and without wings. Keziah also brings a friend.

Juliet shows up with Soph, Minus, Red, Giles, James, Virginia, Minnie, Ike, and Val.

Cam brings Jellybean and Tilly and stops there.

And from unBelled worlds hail additional Sherlocks and Tonies, Darcy, Matilda, Pepper, and Eights.

Comments

[lookingforwardtoit]

Eights smiles fondly at him.

[thaumobabble]

Glass appears. "Green," she says to Nathan, "and, purples."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"...Eh?" says Anna.

[thaumobabble]

"Sorry - I've discovered that templates fall into one of two categories, which we're calling 'moieties', one green, one purple. You guys are purple. Nathan is green. Jokers are purple, Bells are green, I haven't sorted everybody yet though."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"Well okay then," says Eights.

"Which one's Sandy?" says Anna.

[thaumobabble]

"I haven't checked him yet. Also, we don't know what, if anything, these categories mean."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"Well that's useful," says Anna.

[thaumobabble]

"Isn't it just? I can go check Sandy real quick if you're curious."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"Yes please," says Anna.

[thaumobabble]

"Sure."

Pop. Glass goes and finds Sandy.

[lookingforwardtoit]

While she is doing that, Eights says, "Hey Anna, could you fix my rib?"

"You can't fix it yourself?"

Eights shrugs. "It's not bugging me enough to be worth a torch."

"...yyyyyes, but... wait, do you mean you're not minted? I thought for sure you were," says Anna, blinking. "That's so weird, why not?"

[temporal_affairs]

"The Bells mostly seem to mint people who'll work for them. Or date them, in some cases."

[thaumobabble]

Glass reappears. "Sandy's purple, and surprisingly unfazed about having me appear to him and suddenly name a color."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"Well, I'm not a Bell," Anna is saying as Glass arrives.

"Does this mean Chainsaw is also purple?" says Eights. She touches the site of the formerly broken rib and smiles. "Ooh, thanks, Anna."

[thaumobabble]

"Yeah, templates are all within the same moiety. I actually started noticing this when I spotted two people whose templates are not identical but are unusually close together, standing near each other. What about you not being a Bell?"

[lookingforwardtoit]

Eights laughs.

"Apparently nobody's minted Eights yet? I'm gonna fix that," says Anna.

[thaumobabble]

"Uh," says Glass, "in this particular case I'm not aware of any reason not to except a vague nervousness about her hanging out with Chainsaw, but in general don't just up and mint people without checking with some Bell, in your case Stella will usually be handiest."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"Seriously? She's Eights," says Anna.

Eights shrugs.

[thaumobabble]

"And you can mint her, as long as she's not going to mint Chainsaw or give him coins," says Glass, "but that's her, in particular. Don't just mint all your friends."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"What are you on," says Anna. Eights becomes minted.

[thaumobabble]

"Did Stella actually hire you without warning you about not minting people?"

[lookingforwardtoit]

"No," says Anna. "Which is why I find it weird and kind of insulting that you're telling me it's okay to mint Eights but I shouldn't do it to just anybody, like wanting to mint my alt who has spent more time being a Downside contractor than the Bells have collectively been alive somehow means I'm going to start flinging hexes at people I pass in the street?"

[thaumobabble]

"Some templates vary more than others and Bells are holding some information that doesn't necessarily percolate to everybody for assorted reasons. And I don't know you and Stella's not here, and I can't tell by looking if your algorithm is 'she asked nicely' or 'if one member of a template is minted they all should be' or 'I felt like it' or what you said."

[lookingforwardtoit]

"Okay," says Anna. "Well, next time, try leading with the part about Bells having secret information nobody knows about, because that actually makes sense. Let's go meet our dragon alt, Eights."

She heads for the nearest dragon-sized doorway. Eights doesn't follow immediately.

[thaumobabble]

Glass shakes her head, shoots an apologetic look at Eights, and moves on.