A pier jutted out into the azure serenity of the bay, the slate-gray sweep mooring on its westward face the elegance of the cruise ship Symphony. Composed of great alabaster curves looming majestically from the glittering cerulean, bound in in its voids by vast swaths of plate glass ever-so-slightly tinted a tranquil aquamarine, the gigantic seacraft was notable in its graceful, sophisticated design, encapsulating within its shell all the extravagances expected of a wedding between two sovereigns. A grand atrial ballroom and banquet hall dominated the rear portion of the ship, sumptuous hotel suites were stacked along the perimeter, a complex of shops and restaurants wove through the interior, a sweeping auditorium lay within its prow, a botanical garden carved as a verdant tract of greenery, and an intricate series of swimming pools and hot tubs crowned it all off with a grandiose flourish. All such lavishly constructed accommodations compressed into a motile platform, the Symphony had no equal in its worthiness in hosting a marriage between such an eminent two as Avraek and Sylveah, of which were a lovely couple.
Amelia, the President of the Allied States of Silverakia, was at the hair salon; a place that she would normall never go. But of course, this occasion was different, as it was two of her closest friends and allies' wedding. As she walked to her luxurious onyx sportscar, Amelia assured herself that she had to look the absolute best for the wedding. Retrieving a handheld mirror from her crimson leather purse, Amelia glanced at her haircut and makeover, hoping that she looked presentable, and beautiful enough for this occasion. To her delight, she looked absolutely perfect! Soft auburn wavy locks of hair framed her face, and bangs obscured her right eye, somewhat reminding her of a sheepdog. As Amelia touched her own hair, she sighed, as it felt rather plush and soft. To her displeasure, the irritating ahoge that she had on the side of her head was still present.
'Oh well,' she thought. 'Best not to think so negatively over such petty things. It's a special time, after all!'
Then, Amelia checked her dress to see if there were any stains on it. Of course, there weren't any. She smiled.
Turning the car key rather forcefully, Amelia listened to the humming of the car's engines. As she drived through the rather-calm and quiet traffic, Amelia finally arrived at the dock, where numerous cruise ships, sailboats, and motor boats are parked.
'Gary, gary, gary... oh! There it is!'
Indeed, the magnificent Symphony was there in all its glory, looming over around a dozen ships. As Amelia boarded the cruise ship, she made herself comfortable on a white deck chair, and waited for the guests and the wedding staff to arrive. Amelia, feeling rather nervous all of a sudden, checked her plain black digital watch.
'4:50,' she thought, and sighed in relief. 'I'm not late.'
4:00pm—Invite the guests (for example, you, the receiver of this schedule).
4:10pm—Prepare clothing, hair, and vehicle transport.
4:50pm—The host of the party will arrive at the cruise ship dock, and board the Symphony.
5:00pm—The wedding staff and the vendors board the Symphony.
5:10pm—Choir arrives and starts playing various music tunes.
5:30pm—The guests and the couple board the Symphony.
6:00pm—The priest arrives.
6:45pm—The wedding ceremony starts, and the priest says the wedding vows.
7:00pm—The ceremony ends, and the guests drink cocktails and chat with each other.
8:00pm—The guests eat dinner.
8:40pm—The cake and other desserts are served.
8:55pm—You may either go to the swimming pool, waterslide, and hot tub units, or attend the dance at the ballroom.
NOTE: You must be an invited person to actually post here. You must also be a person, of whom was invited and accepted, in the Bound in Soul OOC. When posting, use at least FIVE sentences. I will not tolerate one-liners.
