#nox.event027

[persiistents]

location: the belby manor participants: hélène levesque & ambrose selwyn ( @dubiousiisms​ )

“why thank you,” hélène smiled as she accepted the champagne flute from her friend. “i could’ve gotten this myself, you know,” she remarked, though it was worth mentioning she hadn’t made any real effort to get one. “but perhaps it’s best that you’re such a gentleman,” she laughed, “this crowd looks like a nightmare.”

[rose-writings]

location: belby estate (casino night) status: closed @hoggleswart​ - seamus

“Do you think we should come up with some signals, like when we want to leave or if we’re around people we don’t want to be- I dunno, like touching an ear twice means ‘save me, this person is an asshole’, and just making a noise like ‘caw caw’ when we wanna jet?” his social meter only could take so much, and maybe it was rude trying to already figure a way out of it if needed- but both of them were in this together, if anything just to keep people off their back and to fill their social requirement. “Second thoughts, maybe making animal voices will earn us a one way trip into St. Mungos for an eval.” he muttered thoughtfully. “What do you think, bro?” even though he was glad Seamus had accompanied him, he certainly didn’t want to linger more than what was polite and he still wanted to spend time catching up with his best friend now he was slowly bringing himself back into wizarding society. 

[ggoyle]

LOCATION: casino night / belby estate! STATUS: open @startertms​

"Be careful. The die is loaded,” Greg mutters, a drunken and satisfied smirk on his lips as he leans over the persons shoulder, observing the craps table. He’s been watching the table for some time now, having made a few of his own bets before picking up on the way the dice landed and pulling out the moment he realized he was being cheated ( an art he was quite familiar with and would not be taken advantage of ). Perhaps he should have kept it a secret, but the booze loosens his lips and with the knowledge he does have regarding gambling, he’s eager to share this tidbit of information. “You can tell by the way they land. See? Those sides are favored.”  

[proditorx]

LOCATION: casino night / belby estate STATUS: open @startertms​​

Drink in hand and a little tipsy, Zacharias watches the roulette wheel go round and round, standing a considerable distance from the table, chips in his pocket but he hasn’t made a move yet to use them--if he ever decides to use them at all. Attending the fundraiser was more of a means to boost his public image than it was to actually mingle, the latter being something Zach has so far been successful in avoiding. But of course, he cannot avoid conversation all night and he’s a lot less bothered when someone slides up next to him. “Have you had a try yet?” He motions to the wheel and takes a long sip from his glass, “Might be your lucky night.”

[noxtms]

❝     ST MUNGO’S HOSPITAL HAS CERTAINLY HIT THE JACKPOT as madam dionisia belby - best known for her work in beautifying our community one shrub at a time - opens the doors of the expansive belby estate for a night of fundraising fun, unlikely to be forgotten any time soon ! inspired by the muggle phenomenon of public gambling houses, miss belby has transformed the lower level of her home into a picture perfect casino, complete with hourly games of poker and blackjack, eight self spinning roulette wheels and a wall of enchanted slot machines with REAL ( and safely contained ) firework displays for the lucky few ! the one galleon entry fee constitutes one entry to the end of night raffle, with additional ticket stubs and game chips available for purchase from the red and blue wearing servers ! all house takings and donations go straight to the hospital itself, per miss belby’s express request, so put on your lucky shoes and head across to casino night at the belby estate !   ❞

WHO, WHAT, WHEN, WHERE :  

the belby estate consists of a large elizabethan manor and sprawling gardens tended to within an inch of their lives by dionisia herself. the long time home of the ( once highly regarded and ) now retired theora belby, the grounds are not only where dionisia spent her girlhood but also where she has chosen to make her livelihood ; the belby orangery and arboretum are relatively new additions in comparison to other nearby landmarks, but fit right in with everything else. the first floor and the private greenhouse attached to the manor - not usually open to the public on operational days - are primarily used for entertainment purposes, while the second and third floors are living spaces and offices that will be strictly off limits to guests on casino night. everyone is informed of this on entry and anyone who is found to be in violation of the verbal agreement to not stray up there will be ejected from the premises immediately with no exceptions.

the transformation of the first floor into a true to life casino is genuinely impressive ; private poker rooms have been made of the three downstairs studies, while the generally unused ballroom has become the ‘main floor’ area, complete with lines upon lines of wix inspired slot machines ( match three hippogriffs in a row, be the lucky one to land on the special galleon sign, or try your luck at finding the machine clearly inspired by harry potter’s plight that has been mysteriously turned off for the evening ). the roulette wheels have been charmed to take care of themselves, and don’t worry if you’re unfamiliar with the actual concept of any of the games ; servers aren’t just weaving their way through the crowds with platters of canapé’s and alcohol held high but also instructed to zero in on any clueless faces and offer a guiding hand. 

the big big raffle at the end of the night contains a variety of expensive prizes donated by businesses local to the diagon alley and hogsmeade areas - there are gift cards for the most popular of places to eat, a limited edition leather bound copy of the tales of beedle the bard from flourish and blott’s, a voucher from madam primpernelle’s beautifying potions and, most impressively, a brand new nimbus 2007 for the overall winner of the evening, and that’s just a taste. everyone who pays the entry fee gets entered into the draw, but additional entries can be purchased at a slightly higher rate & all the actual earnings from the various gambling games go straight to st mungo’s. dionisia expressed to the wwn in an interview two nights ahead of casino night that she owes it to the hospital to provide a tidy sum at the end of it all, given her mother’s long career and the care they gave her when she was just a little girl - with so much on offer, it’s hard to see how she could ever fail to make good on the promise. 

OUT OF CHARACTER :

this event officially starts on sunday the 5th of june at 6pm gmt. click this link to see what that translates to for your timezone ! the plan is for it to last one week, ending the 13th of june. 

no character is required to attend, but it is open to all & looks mighty good for anyone who’s trying to improve their public image ! malfoy’s, i’m looking at you ! 

for purely selfish reasons, this is a discord & dash combo event. there is a section for outfits - if you want to make them, though there’s no set theme - but you’re more than welcome throw some threads up on there, too ! you aren’t required to pause any current threads, but please make sure to tag appropriately. 

event related starters ( including private ones ) can be tagged with nox.event027 if posted to the dash. the location for anyone who tags it is the belby estate. 

if you have any questions, comments or concerns, please don’t hesitate to send them to the main ! and please like this post once you’ve read it ! 

[angelinaajohnson]

location: belby estate (casino night) status: open! 

Professional Quidditch meant being on show even at events- especially prolific ones for charity and where most wizarding folk would be present. And Angelina would’ve craved a night where she didn’t have to keep herself in check and not be at risk on a front page spread or caught doing something not particularly good for the image of her team. Not that she was one of those sorts of people, but keeping up an image was hard at the best of times. And the vodka martinis they were serving here were mighty tasty and she was gently sipping on her third, savouring it as her last for the night to stop any potential embarrassment of being half cut. Which was a shame, because the olives were extra briny as she popped another into her mouth and looked down at those on the roulette table with a curious look. Gambling never had been her forte, she just about got her head around muggle scratch cards- and maybe she dropped a couple of quid when it came to muggle races like Cheltenham, but casinos were strange to her. Even her brothers had given up trying to teach her poker. “So...you’re literally putting money chips on a random colour number and hoping for the best?” she asked the person in the chair nearest to her, raising a brow as she chewed on the olive contemplatively. “It’s purely chance, no actual logic or strategy behind it?”

[dramaqveens]

location: the belby manor participants: diana dyer & daisy dyer ( @praefcrtis​ )

“we should get our picture taken!” diana lit up, the already wide smile spread across her face growing in size as she clasped her hands together. “oh please, daisy! wouldn’t it just be amazing?” she continued, managing to stop short of jumping up and down. “i can’t remember the last time we had our picture taken,” she continued, her eyebrows momentarily furrowing together, though she was quick to shake it off- she didn’t want any premature wrinkles, after all. 

[dramaqveens]

location: the belby manor participants: diana dyer & matilda fortescue ( @dolors​ )

“mattie!” diana cried out as she spotted her friend, a wide smile appearing on her face as she jumped up and down with excitement, before making the split second decision to rush towards them. “i’m so glad you’re here!” her words were fast, and loud, as she wrapped her arms around mattie. “i was worried i’d have to spend my night with a bunch of strangers, how awful would that be?” she didn’t seem to care if anyone overheard her.